9 Works by In_Over_My_Head
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“Fuck,” Chris muttered, holding himself back from throwing his phone across the plane. He’d gotten the message from Isaac seven hours ago and hadn’t been able to reach him since.
His original plan had been to get on a commercial flight, but since he couldn't reach Isaac and the earliest flight left the next day, he’d chartered a private one.
The fact that it’d been so long without being able to get a hold of him was making fear sit solid in the pit of Chris’s stomach.
He hadn’t wanted to go back to Beacon Hills, but Scott had insisted. He’d said the entire pack was going to die without help. It was just the next in a long line of shit that Scott couldn’t handle, but Chris couldn’t break his promise to Allison. He’d said he’d be there, so he would.
Looking at his watch, he cursed, realizing he still had five hours of flight time and another half hour of driving before getting to Isaac
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- Part 4 of Fuck this Town
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“That should be fun,” Chris smiled, stepping behind Stiles to wrap arms around his waist. Pressing a light kiss to Stiles’ neck, he whispered, “What are you beating to death in the bowl, baby?”
“It’s called whisking,” Stiles huffed with a laugh, “and it's orange chocolate ganache. If you’re not careful, I might end up spilling it all over you.”
“It looks a little too creamy to spill,” Chris replied, reaching around Stiles and almost getting his finger in the bowl before he was blocked. “Not even a little taste?”
Spinning out of Chris’s arms, Stiles held the whisk up like a weapon, the silky, smooth chocolate sliding down onto the handle. “You wanna a taste?” He lifted an eyebrow, mischief shining in his eyes as he set the bowl on the counter. “I’ll give you a taste.”
“Stiles,” his voice playfully stern, Chris took a step back, eyes locked on the whisk. “Peter will be mad if you make a mess in here.”
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- Part 12 of 2025 - Year of the OTP
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“I found a time travel spell, and I wanna use it. I wanna save some people.” Feeling Peter go completely still beside him, Stiles cursed under his breath, the external sparks fading from his skin. “Shit, sorry. I should have thought this through.” Turning toward the wolf, he leaned into him, shoulder to shoulder, sympathy and guilt radiating off the younger man. “I can only affect things I was a part of. If I could, I would totally go back and try to save them, but I wasn’t there.”
“It’s fine, Stiles. Have you tried this spell yet?” Leaning close to keep their physical connection, Peter looked between Chris and Stiles, curiosity evident in his expression.
“No. I need an anchor to do it, and I couldn’t decide between you two, so I figured I’d ask you both because why not." Shrugging, Stiles pulled away to pace, unable to stay still for long.
Peter’s eyebrows shot up, a flirty smirk pulling across his face as his eyes raked over both men. “Why not, indeed.”
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Chris laughed as Peter tweaked the fairy lights that he’d hung in the back yard for the fifth time in as many minutes. “They look good. Leave it alone before you accidentally pull them all down again.”
“It has to be perfect,” Peter insisted, adjusting them one last time before stepping off the ladder. “Everything needs to be absolutely perfect for our boy.”
Rolling his eyes, Chris gripped Peter’s shoulders, giving him a light shake. “He’s not gonna say no just because a fairy light is out of place.”
“Out of place!” Peter demanded, pulling back to examine the lights again. “Where?”
“Peter, for the love of the Gods, stop. It looks great, and he’s gonna love it.” Grabbing the wolf again, Chris took his hands, squeezing lightly. He understood the nerves, he was nervous, too, but obsessing was just going to make them both nuts. “He’ll love it. No matter what his answer is.”
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- Part 11 of 2025 - Year of the OTP
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Time Will Tell Us Everything (September and October) by In_Over_My_Head
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
27 Oct 2025
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“These are really cool costumes,” Stiles said, adjusting his toga with a smile. “Derek is gonna hate them.”
“I’ve seen what Kira’s wearing,” Peter smirked in return. “He won’t even notice us.”
“Oh yeah? What’s she going as?” He might be dating two super-hot guys, but Stiles could appreciate an attractive woman, and Kira was gorgeous.
“I believe it’s from that cartoon my nephew is obsessed with, but the outfit is very small. Though I was surprised by how attractive I found her with purple hair. I don’t usually go for that sort of thing.” Smoothing down the front of his toga, Peter picked up his lightning bolt and pointed it at Chris. “Do you intend to get ready or just lounge around here all night?”
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- Part 10 of 2025 - Year of the OTP
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“What’re you doing?” Stiles asked, making Peter jump as he struggled not to hide the pan in his hand behind his back. He was embarrassed, but that wasn’t something he wanted to show Stiles.
“Nothing,” Peter answered too quickly, huffing when Stiles just lifted an eyebrow. “Don’t look at me like that. Who do you think you are?”
“Um, I’m the one who’s gonna have to go buy a new pan if you keep scraping that one with a metal spoon,” Stiles answered, stepping in to take the dish from Peter. “Smells like burnt pancakes.”
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- Part 9 of 2025 - Year of the OTP
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“Ok, you pretentious ass, but how about somewhere in the middle? Like, why do you have to go to the most expensive options? I looked it up. I know how much a hotel in Monaco costs.” Pacing away and back again, Stiles chewed the skin on the side of his thumb. “I wanna go on vacation with you, but I can’t afford that, and I don’t wanna be some kinda sugar baby, or whatever.”
“Sugar baby?” Chris asked with a laugh.
Tunneling his fingers into his hair, Stiles let out a short scream as he turned toward them. “Yeah, you know, you guys paying for everything, and me just along for the ride. That’s not why I'm with you guys.”
“If we thought that was why you were here, you wouldn’t be,” Peter scoffed, shoulders going stiff with indignation. “As if I'd let someone use us like that.”
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- Part 8 of 2025 - Year of the OTP
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Twisting his fingers together, Stiles stared across the table at his dad. How was he supposed to tell his father that he was dating not one, but two older men?
“I don’t know what’s going on with you but spit it out. You’re just gonna wind yourself up. Whatever it is, we’ll deal with it.” Noah glanced between his watch and Stiles, jaw clenching as he tapped a single finger on the table.
Nodding, Stiles leaned forward, bracing his arms on the dining room table. “Just don’t get mad once I tell you, ok?”
Huffing an unamused laugh, Noah sat back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. “I’m not promising anything, kid. I know you too well. Just tell me already!”
“Um,” Stiles stalled, tapping the table before blurting, “I’m in a new relationship.”
“You broke up with Chris and Peter?” Noah asked, eyes shooting to the side before he swallowed thickly. “Or did you guys add another person?”
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- Part 7 of 2025 - Year of the OTP
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“I just don’t understand why he never wants to come with us, Christopher. It’s not as if he could be embarrassed to be seen with us.” Peter rolled his eyes, hand waving toward his face to prove his point. “We’re gorgeous.”
Chuckling, Chris shrugged his shoulders. “What did he say last time you asked?”
“He always makes up some excuse to leave. Watch,” Peter nodded, clearing his throat before he called out. “Stiles, sweetheart, can you come in here, please?”
“What’s up?” Stiles asked, leaning against the door frame.
“We were thinking of getting dinner, and maybe drinks tonight.” Peter watched him, eyebrow lifted in question.
“Oh, ok, cool. Let me get my stuff together, and I’ll head home. Did you wanna do dinner and a movie here tomorrow? There’s one I’ve been wanting to see that’s out now.” Stiles pushed off the door, his pinky and thumb alternating as he tapped his thigh.
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- Part 6 of 2025 - Year of the OTP