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Abraca-Fuck-You! by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella) for adara
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
31 Dec 2018
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“Who needed you?” Stiles asked, uncapping his water.
“Hm?” Cole had been looking out at something in the field, and he focussed back on Stiles then. “What?”
“You said it comes about when someone needs us. Who needed you?”
He probably shouldn’t have asked, because Cole looked sad all of a sudden. Like he hadn’t thought about becoming a Sorcerer in a long time. Stiles could see that being what he was had cost him greatly, and he couldn’t help but wonder if he was going to run into the same problem.
“A friend,” Cole said quietly. “Someone who was very dear to me. But I didn’t get there fast enough.”
Stiles paused in recapping his water, pressing his lips together. “What happened?”
“I waited too long to help them.”
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- Part 30 of Adara Birthday Celebration
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Happily Never After by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella) for adara
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
29 Dec 2018
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Someone was saying his name, but it sounded like they were speaking to him from underwater. His brain felt foggy, there were hands on his shoulders, and the voice was getting louder. Derek forced his eyes open, everything blurry and faces hovering over him.
“Derek,” one of them said urgently, and he winced when a flashlight was being shined in his eyes. “Derek, can you hear me?”
“Is he okay?” Another voice asked from out of sight, everything still sounding muffled. “Did I get him out? Is he okay?”
“Stiles, you need to stay down, it took a toll,” another voice insisted.
“Is Derek okay?!” Stiles demanded urgently, his voice coming clearer now, some of the fog dissipating. “Deaton!”
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- Part 28 of Adara Birthday Celebration
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What Fresh Twilight Bullshit Is This? by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
30 Apr 2019
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“I am not Bella!” he insisted, shaking his fist angrily at Jackson, as if he’d been the one to suggest he was. “I am not Bella! I am, like, a Jacob, at least!”
Lydia made a noise of debate from his right and he whipped around to look at her.
“What?! What was that sound?!”
“You’re more of a Mike,” she insisted, shrugging neatly and flipping some curls over her shoulder.
“Wha—” Stiles had never been so offended in his life! “I am not! No way! I am a solid Jacob!”
“Mike,” she argued.
“Who’s Mike?” Scott asked.
“Shut up, Scott!” Stiles insisted, pointing a finger at him but still glaring at Lydia.
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Actions Speak Louder than Words by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
21 Jan 2020
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“I apologize.” The cop finally looked back up at his face, seeming thrilled. “It’s just—it’s been so long. And we finally have you.”
That was a bad word. Not found.
Have.
Stiles wrenched his hand free and took a step back, but before he could even think up a gameplan, he felt a prick in his neck and jerked away, reaching up to slap one hand against it and twisting in the same moment.
One of the others had come up behind him while he hadn’t been paying attention, and his vision began to swim even as his eyes caught sight of the half-empty syringe the guy was holding.
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There’s No Escape for the Potato Man by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella) for adara
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
15 Jun 2019
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“Who is this? Where’s Erica?”
“Wrong number, asshole!”
“Stop calling me an asshole,” the man on the other end snapped aggressively.
Stiles could understand. He’d be pretty aggressive too if he’d murdered someone and texted a wrong number to ask for help burying the body. This guy obviously failed How To Be a Serial Killer 101.
“What kind of idiot thinks I murdered someone?”
“The kind of idiot who got your text messages, you fucking dumbass!” he retorted hotly. “Maybe double check your contacts before sending a random stranger details on your nefarious plans to dispose of a freshly cut up body!”
“What?!” the guy on the other end demanded, crossed between horrendously confused and livid.