#important tag to add they're both two freaking idiots

[acrazybayernfan]

Ok so, I'm here to humbly request some Mullendowski from your amazing writing (I miss them so much) Btw, bless your inability to keep it short <3

(Fun fact: I was nervous to ask and for some reason, I started typing in Spanish (?????? )

Hello my dear Nana <333

first of all thank you so much for your request 😘 and I'm so so so so horribly terribly sorry to be so late to answer it. I had my first session of exams for my theater school last week and the repetitions took all my time, and I was so unsatisfied of I had done for your little fanfic that I had to try to make better but i failed so... I just count on your understanding and your kindness.

As a compensation for being so late, I have decided to write you two little stories (that can be related if you want or not if you don't want). Also, somehow I'm unable to write anything that isn't sad this month (it must be the fall vibes) so...

Oh if you'd like, go for Spanish, i can't talk well but I understand, so if it's easier for you, I won't mind, at all : )

First story is inspired by the song El Perdedor by Enrique Iglesias so the tittle is... Los Perdedores

Qué más quieres de mí Si el pasado está a prueba de tu amor Y no tengo el valor De escapar para siempre del dolor Demasiado pedir Que sigamos en esta hipocresía Cuánto tiempo más podré vivir En la misma mentira

One morning Thomas had read on internet news saying that Robert Lewandowski was considering leaving Bayern and he had laugh at these ridiculous rumors. He had laugh like that every day for months until, even him, couldn’t laugh about it anymore and fear, a terrible, dreadful fear sized his heart, the fear to lose something that perhaps, in the end, he never had.

Why would Lewy want to leave? Weren’t things great the way they were? Yes, that elimination against Villareal was a shame but… but Robert was still the best striker in Europe, and Thomas made sure that it was the case, and wasn’t that enough? What else should he has done to prevent this? What a terrible question was that, a question no one should ever asked themselves. 

All those years, didn’t they carry any weight in Robert’s heart? Thomas had thought… How stupid was that? He had thought that with time the Polish player had got attached to Bayern… to him? But apparently all this didn’t stand a chance against… against what? More money? No, Robert wasn’t like that. Against the hope to finally win this stupid Ballon d’Or? Perhaps… probably… Against Lewy’s dream to still play at forty years old, something easier to do in a less intense league than the Bundesliga? Maybe that dreams weight much more than memories after all. 

No, no vayas presumiendo, no Que me has robado el corazón Y no me queda nada más Sí, prefiero ser el perdedor Que te lo ha dado todo Y no me queda nada más No me queda nada más

At Bayern, the last game of the season his supposed to be a time for joy and celebration, the pinnacle of a successful season but today in the stadium the atmosphere is gloomy. No one talks about it but everyone knows. Thomas didn’t leaved Manuel’s side because he needed the strength of the goalkeeper calming presence. Next to them Robert was walking towards the stands. His face was livid but his expression determined. He waved at the fans and his eyes teared up and he stayed there for longs minutes, crying, a hand placed both on his heart and on the Bayern crest.

“If you care about all this, then why are you leaving !!!” Thomas was screaming these words again and again in his head, pinching his lips together to prevent himself from crying and from saying this out loud and then the pain became unbearable and he had to leave. How ironic it was! Robert was the one staying with the team, staying in the stadium, staying with the fans and Thomas was the one running away. 

As soon as he was out of sight the Bavarian player started to run to hide himself in the darkest most recluse place of the stadium. There he let out a terrible, desperate, passionate scream - a scream closed to the one Achille let out when he heard the news of Patroclus death- and after this supreme effort all strength seemed to leave his body and Thomas collapsed on the floor, weeping. All the muscles in his body were tense, from his toes to his face which was deformed by the pain, making it hard for him to breathe. He was clenching his right hand on the air around his chest in a vain attempt to ease the pain of his heart. Memories, reproofs, pleas, imprecations, regrets or prayers… all these thoughts were whirling in his head. In that moment he was willing to offer everything, even his dear world cup trophy, to make Robert stay. 

Ya no puedo seguir Resistiendo esa extraña sensación Que me hiela la piel Como invierno fuera de estación Tú mirada y la mía Ignorándose en una lejanía Todo pierde sentido Y es mejor el vacío que el olvido

But Thomas was strong, and after this beak down he promised himself to have more control over his feelings. The next when Robert saluted the crowd from the balcony of the city hall, he remained stoic, as cool as the statues next to him. The rest of the time he laughed and danced and screamed and told jokes as loudly and expressively as always, even more probably, to hide the fact that his heart was so cold that no amount of May’s sun could warm it up. He even found the courage to trifle a little bit with Robert and, as a joke, he offered to his teammate to take a photo of him with the Bundesliga trophy. The Polish man accepted all smile and Thomas asked himself if all this was just acting, like it was for him, or if Lewy was really leaving with a light heart. The simple fact that this supposition could exist was so hurtful and enraging that Thomas chased this thought quickly in order to keep his composure. 

The Marienplatz ceremony ended both too soon and too late for the Bavarian’s taste, torn that he was between his desire to spend as much time as possible with Robert and the exhausting weight that the striker’s presence was for him. 

After two hours of partying to celebrate the league title during the banquet of the team, Thomas was quite drunk, using alcohol to empty his mind and to hide his pain. It had worked for some time but now that his mental barriers were weakened by the liquor thoughts and memories field his mind again. Lewy was dancing in the middle of the crowd, more handsome than ever. Things always appear the nicest to us when we’re about to lose them, no? After a long moment of contemplation, Thomas got up and with an unsteady walk he moved through the crowd, bumping in a few persons on his way, is eyes fixed on his goal. At that moment Robert looked at him, their eyes met and for an instant they stared at each other. ‘Such incredibly beautiful eyes’ thought Thomas ‘as beautiful as the sky in winter”. But, soon his teammate looked away, the German player tried to reach him but instead he tripped on his own legs and his arms grabbed nothing but air. Robert was walking away and Thomas would have fell on the floor if not for Serge catching him.

Yo prefiero dejarte partir Que ser tu prisionero Y no vayas por ahí Diciendo ser la dueña de mis sentimientos

“Leave! Leave!!! Who wants you to stay anyway?! You’re just a selfish prick! I hate you !!!” Thomas had screamed with all his strength but Robert was already too far and the music was too loud or else he knew that, if his Polish teammate had heard him, this would have been the beginning of a fight between them. Perhaps that he would have preferred that, perhaps that it would have been better that this feeling of being invisible.  

Thomas sized the first bottle of alcohol he could find, he took a large mouthful of it and then - addressing his speech to all the persons around him- he declared with a solemn tone and drunken voice: “You know what? I can play without him. I played without him for years, I won the greatest trophies of my careers without it. I can live without him, I lived the happiest years of my life without him. I don’t need him on the pitch or in my life! Plus, he is not that good, is he? Mario would have scored as much has him if the all team had played for him like we do. There is nothing special about him !!”

No, no vayas presumiendo, no Que me has robado el corazón Y no me queda nada más Sí, prefiero ser el perdedor Que te lo ha dado todo Y no me queda nada más

At that moment Thomas had believed in what he was saying but it didn’t last for long and the next morning he had to admit to himself that all this was a lie. 

During one month he lived with the fear that this disastrous night may turn out be the last time he would see Robert as his teammate. The news in the press were more and more pessimistic, the relationship between the Pole and the club more and more tense. 

"I want the one who has been my offensive partner for years to continue."

This was more than what Thomas has ever dared to say in the press when one of his teammates was leaving, even for Bastian, but it was also so far from what he really wanted to say. 

The night after this interview Thomas had written this message on his phone: ‘Would this change something if I tell you that I need you? That I love you. And that I could do everything for you.” The message was never sent.

A few weeks later, the news was official, Robert was leaving Bayern for Barcelona.

One last training session and everything was going to be over. They all behaved extremely well that day. Robert was all smile but not too much either, witty and charming like he knew how to be and everything went really well. Thomas didn’t even cry, he had passed that point, he was just looking at Lewy hugging each player of the Bayern’s squad one by one and, in his head, he was talking to his soon to be ex-teammate saying the things that he could never say out loud: “I gave you all I had to give, I gave you everything I could give to someone. I changed the way I play for you, I changed the way I use my qualities to help you more, to make you shine more. But all this wasn’t entirely altruism, I wanted you to depends on me Iike I depended on you, I wanted to become essential to you, I wanted to create a special bond with you. I gave you everything and I don’t regret it, even now, because this is what it is to love, it’s to give without expecting anything in return.”

 ¿Qué más quieres de mí? Si he pasado esa prueba de tu amor.

Lewy has fallen in love with Thomas the very first day they met and yet it took him years to realize it. Knowing very way that those feelings could never bring anything good to him he fought against them. In desperation, he tried to leave Bayern but the fear of not seeing Thomas every day turned out to be greater than his fear of suffering. Four years later, it was the opposite, his heart was burned, devoured by repressed and unrequired feelings and both his mind and his body were exhausted of this situation. Leaving Bayern was the hardest decision he had ever made and the hardest to execute but it was necessary.

And the second story tittle is: Delusion and Disappointment and it's inspired by what happened after the Bayern-Leipzig game in 2020.

I'm sorry at the time I didn't knew how to register screen and to use it to make gifs so I only have those blurry pictures to show you the situation.

It was a hard match, probably an interesting game for a neutral spectator but for Robert it had been half and an hour of nightmare. He hated matches like this, those matches that would remind him of how useless he could be. They haven’t even lost but this 3-3 draw felt like a defeat to him. He was exhausted, he had fought against Upamecano and Konaté for the all game, without success. He just had one single opportunity and of course he has missed it, but not only was he unable to score or even to create chances for himself, but he was also unable to bring anything to the team, on the long balls he had lost all his aerial duels against the two Leipzig’s defenders and when he had gone to the midfield, in order to finally have a chance to touch the ball, he had been unable to turn around and make a forward pass because of the opponent’s pressing. His all body was hurting because of all the blows he has taken. As a football player that was something normal, they all play with pain here and there, this is something you have to get used to, and at the end of each game new pains appear in your body and you have to deal with them for the rest of the week. But that day it was a bit different, the Leipzig’s players hadn’t been soft with him and the euphoria of the victory wasn’t there to ease the pang. 

Robert with his pride, was determine not to show to the opponent that they had succeed in hurting him (both physically and mentally), so he was walking slowly but firmly and steadily towards the referees to shake their hands, just like usual. Around him the other players were talking together or exchanging a few words with the Leipzig’s players and trainers. 

From the corner of his eyes he caught sight of Thomas encouraging and congratulating Jamal. His German teammate seemed as full of energy as always. For a second, Robert asked himself how it was possible. A traitorous voice in his head answered him: “He has scored a brace, him” but Robert disagreed, Thomas was not like him, he cared about the team first and his statistics secondly, him scoring wouldn’t be enough to make him forget the disappointment of a Bayern bad game. No, his teammate was either stronger than him mentally or he was hiding his feelings, not by pride like him, but because he probably considered that it was his duty to cheer up the rest of the team. 

Sometimes he wondered about who would be there to cheer up Thomas when the young man needs it, and sometimes he would also hope to be that person, which was ridiculous because he was so bad at comforting people. When his father died, several times, he had caught his mother crying alone in her kitchen, he had wanted to go to her and to speak to her but each time he had always been stopped by the same questions: What should I say? What should I do? What if I do something wrong and I make it worse? And instead of moving he had stayed where he was and watched her for long, long minutes.  

Robert extended his arm to shake the sideline referee’s hand, not feeling like saying anything and he was about to move on to the next person when he was suddenly stopped by someone grabbing him from behind and putting his arms around him, there was a strange mix of strength -almost of roughness- and softness in this gesture, just enough to annihilate all ambiguity and he knew immediately who it was: Thomas. 

He would never, for anything in the world, show it or worst admit it but he was glad and grateful. For the briefest instant, for less than a fraction of second, he let his body melt in the embrace and then it was over, he wouldn’t be guilty of any other moment of weakness. Thomas almost let his chin rest on Robert’s shoulder to talk to him, but for some reason he didn’t went all the way. “You’re so stupid, Robert! Your vision is so limited that you’re not even considering that we have scored two of our goals thanks to you, are you? Of course not. Think a little about that pass between Upamecano’s legs, think about the way you have created space for me on the header and stop feeling sorry for yourself!”

If anyone else in the team had talked to him like that, Lewy would have probably told them to leave him alone in a rather brutal way but Thomas had some privileges.

However, Robert was determined to remain impassive – at least externally-, while his teammate was talking, so he offered his hand to the central referee, exactly as if Thomas wasn’t here. But his teammate was the not the kind of person to be deter by so little. He circled Robert, his harm sliding around the Polish man’s torso and then resting on his stomach. Now they were standing face to face. Thomas’ stubbornness was Robert’s greatest delight and greatest torture. 

Lewy immediately looked away, concentrating all his attention on the central referee. Robert then had the impression to hear his teammate sighing briefly but he convinced himself that it was in his imagination. Thomas placed his right hand on the striker’s neck, a familiar gesture between them. From time to time, during all these years they have played together, the German player would do that to him, sometimes to tease him, sometimes to encourage him, sometimes with no reason. There was nothing intimate, nothing tender in this gesture and yet there was something frighteningly pleasing in the sensation of this large, strong, slightly calloused hand on the soft skin of his neck. Frightening because it would be so easy to let himself melt in it, to let himself be hold by someone else like that and lose control. 

It only lasted for a brief moment and then Thomas let go of him and started walking past him, saying: “Take care of yourself it’s not good to stay in pain.”. Robert refrained himself from smiling. “Of course, he knew, thought the polish player, of course… Thomas always knew when something was wrong with him”. Perhaps that he was too easily readable or perhaps that his teammate was too good at that. There was just one thing that Thomas would never see or understand about him because Robert himself had decided not to see or understand it.

[palaugranetes]

🔵BLAUGRANETS🔴

Carlitos: yo my dudes

.........

Carlitos: Hellooooo

Ansu: yo

Carlitos: Not you

Ansu: Rude..

Ansu: it's on me though.. for being nice. I should have let you be ignored.

Ansu: Enjoy having no one to talk to.

Carlitos: 😒😒😒

Carlitos: I just meant the ones who had the talk with Leo.

Ansu: I was there too you idiot

Carlitos: So what did he want???

Ansu: What makes you think I'm going to tell you after your rude behavior?!

Riqui: Children I swear. Can you at least pretend to be adults?!

Carlitos: Would someone just tell me what Leo said!?

Riqui: Sure yeah I'll tell you.

......

Carlitos: DUDE

Riqui: Sorry.. I was distracted

Carlitos: Let me guess.. Tiktok

Riqui: uh no..

Pedri: He was freaking out about Leo

Carlitos: 😥 What about Leo?!? WHAT DID HE TELL YOU GUYS?! SOMEONE SPEAK

Francisco: It was...

Dembz: Right?!

Arnau: I just..

Carlitos: FORMULATE PROPER SENTENSES YOU JERKS!!!!

Ansu: ouff

JC: Umm.. what?

Carlitos: EXACTLY

JC: I'm so confused right now

Dembz: Right now?

JC: shut up

Oscar: Are you gonna do it now @Riqui ?? 🤔🤔

Riqui: Dude I have no idea....

Sergiño: Bro take a breath and do it.

Pedri: Just go ahead man, it's not that difficult.

Riqui: SAYS YOU!

Pedri: I did.. now do it.

Frenkie: Sooner or later Riqui you're gonna do it.. so why later rather than now?

Riqui: Thanks

Ronald: Want me to do it?

Riqui: I can do it. I am not handing the admin-ship to any of you clowns.

Carlitos: WILL SOMEONE JUST TELL ME WHAT IS HAPPENING!!!

Iñaki: Sucks doesn't it

Carlitos: What does?

Sergiño: 😂😂

Pedri: Put Curly out of his misery bro

Sergiño: Okay Riqui come on

Carlitos: 😒😒😒😒😒😒😒

Iñaki: Payback is a bitch

Ansu: So...

Riqui: Promise you will behave!!

JC: When have we ever not behaved!!

Dembz: It hurts me that you would say that

Ronald: you two especially.

Ansu: 😂

Ronald: You're not excluded

Francisco: 🤭🤭🤭🤭

Riqui: Here goes

Carlitos: 😩😩

Pedri: 😬😬

Riqui added Leo👑

........

Leo👑: Well I expected more activity here. Is it always this quiet??

Leo👑: Hey guys

Ronald: Hi Capi! Welcome to the group!

Ronald: Not really.. It's never ever quiet.

Ronald: It's both refreshing and unsettling

Francisco: Hi Capi!!

Francisco: Welcome!

Dembz: Salut @Leo👑!!

Ronald: Here they are

Sergiño: Hello Cap!!

Leo👑: So who again is in this thing?

Pedri: Basically all the 1996 and under.

Pedri: Hi Leo! 💙❤

Leo👑: I see.

Riqui: Welcome to our club within the Club Leo.

Leo👑: Thank you.

Riqui: Stay as long as you want.

Oscar: Preferably for as long as possible please.

Riqui: I meant here Oscar. But yes definitely.

Leo👑: Hahaha alright

Pedri: Please

Leo👑: It'll just be a short stance for me here. But thank you @Riqui

Iñaki: Better it be short here than the Club.

Leo👑: It came close kid, but this is home.

Arnau: 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Carlitos: HOLY SHIT

Carlitos:🤭🤭🤭

Carlitos: Sorry.. But of all the things I expected, this was not it.

Leo👑: 😂

Leo👑: So guys, real talk now

Leo👑: I asked Riqui to add me here for 2 reasons.

Leo👑: I just wanted to collectively once and for all say that I am proud of all of you. I know it must be difficult to not always be starting or to just barely play. It sucks. But I feel a few months from now things will change.

Riqui: Are you going to vote?

Leo👑: I don't know kid, not sure.

Carlitos: As long as you are here we will be alright.

Leo👑: Thanks rizos.

Oscar: 💙❤💙❤💙❤💙❤

JC: OH MY GOD

JC: Is this real?

JC: 😱😱

Ansu: Bro calm down!

Ansu: Welcome Leo!!

Leo👑: How is your knee kiddo?

Ansu: Better and better

Leo👑: 💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻

Frenkie: "Leo👑: I just wanted to collectively once and for all say that I am proud of all of you for your professionalism, dedication and progress. I know it must be difficult to not always be starting or to just barely play. It sucks. But I feel a few months from now things will change." 👑💙❤💙❤

Frenkie: And the 2nd reason?

Iñaki: Did you by any chance have a talk with Geri?

Leo👑: I did. I'm sorry I couldn't have been of more help.

Leo👑: He is as stubborn as a mule.

Iñaki: Do you have any clue of what he is planning to do?

Leo👑: In my experience with dealing with Geri, I just don't.

Leo👑: I have seen too many things happen to Luis I wouldn't be surprised if he repeats.

JC: Um.. Question

JC: I heard Neymar got his even when he was all the way in France?

Leo👑: True

JC: Well fuck

Leo👑: Who exactly is under threat here?

Iñaki: Me

Leo👑: Well this is the plot twist of all plot twists!

Leo👑: Why???

Iñaki: tagged by association. I was standing next to these clowns @Riqui @Carlitos

Leo👑: Oh

Ansu: I was pardoned.

Leo👑: 😂

JC: Me.....

Dembz: I am too

Riqui: 🤦‍♂️🤦‍♂️ Me

Carlitos: And me.. 🙄

Arnau: 😂

Oscar: How long do these things go @Leo👑

Ronald: I don't think Iñaki can take more stress.

Sergiño: Do you think anyone else knows about this @Leo👑?

Leo👑: About what?

Sergiño: Geri and the guys.

Leo👑: Busi and I had a vague idea.

Leo👑: I don't think the others know.

Pedri: Is it true he stole your clothes once?

Leo👑: Yes, when we were La Masia

Francisco: How did Luis escape?

Leo👑: Who said he has😂

Carlitos: What do you suggest we do?

Leo👑: How did @Ansu get out of it?

Riqui: He assisted his goal😒😒😒

Ansu: Hey.. It's not my fault.

Leo👑: True, it's Ronald's

Ronald: Me?! What did I do??

Frenkie: 🤭🤭

Oscar: 🙄

Leo👑: No no.. not you

Ronald: Oh right..

JC: But it's not fair.

Leo👑: How did you get involved in this from all the way over there!?

JC: I wish I knew

Dembz: Spend a few hours with him Leo, you'll see why

JC: I blame Sam

Dembz: No one to blame but yourself.

Iñaki: Do you think if I went to Geri and asked him to just get his thing over with, he will do it?

Leo👑: Doubt it, he goes at his own pace. But give it a shot. Nothing to lose.

Iñaki: Nothing except my dignity.

Leo👑: 😐

Carlitos: I have a question.. curiosity..

Leo👑: Shoot

Carlitos: Are Luis and Ivan still in the other side chat?

Leo👑: Which?

Carlitos: How many are there!?

Leo👑: 2

Carlitos: Which one has Puyi?

Leo👑: Ah.. yes they are.

Carlitos: Ah.. cool cool.

Riqui: What is the other one??

Leo👑: 😏😏

Pedri: Are you going to tell Geri or the guys about this?

Oscar: Very important question

Leo👑: Nope. Your secret is safe with me

Riqui: 💙💙💙💙💙💙🍿

Riqui: 💙*

Leo👑: Any other questions?

Francisco: I got nothing

JC: Pray for us

Leo👑: 😂 okay

Leo👑: And @Carlitos best of luck in Madrid. And take care of yourself

Carlitos: 💙❤👑 will do.

Leo👑: Alright guys.. this was fun. But I'm gonna go now.

Riqui: Come back whenever. I'll send you a link.

Pedri: Or just stay😊

Leo👑: No.. this is your space. Have fun in it

Frenkie: Like Riqui said, come back whenever.

Leo👑: We will see what happens

Sergiño: Thanks Leo

Francisco: 🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻👑

Ansu: 💙❤

Leo👑: Okay guys... See you in training tomorrow. ✌🏻💙❤

Ronald: 💙❤🙌🏻✌🏻

Leo👑 Left

Arnau: I know this is just a gc.. but this hurt.

Pedri: Gosh.. the horror of those words together!!😣😣😣😣

Ronald: Horrific. Truly.

Ronald: Leo .. come back.. it was so peaceful here..

Francisco: 😂😂😂

Frenkie: Everyone froze

Oscar: By everyone you mean the Trio from hell?

Arnau: And tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum

Iñaki: 😂

Sergiño: That's cold dude

JC: Ha Ha Ha

Ansu: 🖕🏿🖕🏿🖕🏿🖕🏿🖕🏿

Dembz: 😒😒😒😒

Riqui: oh shut up

Carlitos: 🤬🤬🤬

Oscar: It's like they're a package deal

Pedri: Guys.. What did you do??

Riqui: 🤨🤨🤨

Ansu: Be more specific

Pedri: Geri just sent me a voice note?!?!?!?!

Pedri: WHAT

Pedri: oh.. 🤭

Carlitos: Boy spit it out

Ansu: How long is that voice note

Sergiño: might as well have called him

Francisco: Right?!

Carlitos: SPEAK!!!

Pedri: So um.. Geri said "if your not yet fully developed brains have not figured out the riddle, let me make it easier for you. JCCDR in that order"

JC: Fuck me..

Carlitos: 😩

Dembz: 🤦🏿‍♂️🤦🏿‍♂️🤦🏿‍♂️🤦🏿‍♂️🤦🏿‍♂️🤦🏿‍♂️🤦🏿‍♂️🤦🏿‍♂️🤦🏿‍♂️🤦🏿‍♂️🤦🏿‍♂️🤦🏿‍♂️

Riqui: Oh brother

Iñaki: Wait.. there is no I...

Francisco: You are free!

Iñaki: Am I? AM I?

Oscar: I think you are

Sergiño: So it seems dude

Iñaki: This seems to good to be true

Ronald: It looks like it bro

Iñaki: WHY IS THIS EVEN MORE STRESSFUL?!

Ansu: 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Are they're any fics with the pack in a polyamorous relationship that includes everyone from season 1 and 2? I've been looking but I can't find many. Thx so so much

Some of these are s1 and s2 but mostly they’re just polyamorous pack! (I didn’t add pairings since their all pretty much everyone/everyone.) And our polyamory tag.  - Anastasia

melt by stonerskittles

(1/1 I 912 I Explicit)

“Oh Peter…”

10 Things I Hate About You by Arriefifangirl

(1/1 I 1,918 I Mature)

Stiles loved his pack he really did. Even though Jackson acted like a jackass, Scott started ignoring him, Danny was replacing him, Isaac hated him and Derek thought he was a waste of space. Stiles hated the things they did but he did not hate his pack. Not a little bit. Not even at all.

Running With Wolves by BabyMilk

(1/1 I 3,069 I Explicit)

Stiles is courted by his pack, but he doesn't play favorites

Down, Down, Down by DontTouchMySeaweedBrain

(1/1 I 3,775 I Teen)

It’s just the adrenaline. That’s all.

East by TheEloquentDecadent

(1/1 I 4,063 I Explicit)

The pack has an agreement. Whoever needs to be the center of attention for the day sets the paddle on the kitchen counter.

It's Isaac's turn.

...

Isaac is sprawled across his Alpha's lap in his softest nightie, Boyd in his mouth. He thinks this might actually be heaven.

Pack Dynamics by Inell

(1/1 I 4,263 I Explicit)

Scott decides it’s finally time to make Stiles his official alpha mate, and the pack helps them make sure the process is a success.

Give Me Something Else (Than Affection) by Schizzar

(1/1 I 4,779 I Mature)

Isaac has trouble with authority. A lot of trouble with authority. But when some new hunters decide to use Isaac's weakness to their advantage, his Alpha turns out to be the only one he feel safe with.

Christmasing With You by lonniek

(2/2 I 4,931 I Not Rated)

It’s the holidays, and Isaac’s “holiday cheer” is missing...until Scott, Allison, Lydia, and Jackson are done with him, that is.

And Then There Were Five by SuperfluousEmi, Winchesterek

(1/1 I 5,003 I Mature)

Derek, Lydia and Stiles have settled into their post-apocalypse life. Everything changes when the time comes to bring their children into the world.

You'll Never Be Alone by werewolvesandarrows (nerdy_farm_girl)

(1/1 I 5,559 I Explicit)

He watches through the haze as Scott pulls off his shirt and lays flat on his back, giggling like an idiot when Stiles licks a long line up the side of his neck. Stiles’ obscene fingers curl around the salt shaker, white salt stark against Scott’s skin, other hand plucking a lime from the bowl sitting in front of Lydia and placing it between Scott’s teeth. “Stop laughing asshole,” Stiles demands, not able to follow the command himself as he attempts to fill Scott’s belly button was tequila. Scott’s still giggling, rivets of alcohol running across his abs and down the cut of his hips. Derek’s mouth begins to water as Lydia starts screeching at Stiles to get on with it. It’s both the best and worst thing Derek’s ever seen. Stiles lips sucking harshly against the column of Scott’s throat, the absolutely awful slurping as he sucks the tequila up, Scott’s laughter quieting when Stiles’ closes his mouth over his lips, biting at the lime but not pulling away nearly as fast as he should have. Derek’s jeans are feeling a little tight and there’s a part of him that wants them to keep going, wants to watch.

Children of the Wild by GeorginaWolf

(5/? I 7,074 I Teen)

n the Kingdom of Beacon, everything changed when the Fox King's most important and trusted visor died by unexpected circumstances.However, a day later there had been several rumors of a wolf/dog-kin by the name of Scott McCall who had killed the adviser.All wolf-kin without having a paid permanent certificate were to be chased out and put down.

Six years later the Prince of Foxes slipped out of the guards security and travels far beyond the castle walls in search for adventure.'Adventure' came in the form of two massive wolves and a Pack that won't let him go back home.

Loving is sharing ~ Amar es compartir by Karenmightbereal

(3/? I 9,786 I Explicit)

After years of being away from home, the pack members slowly come back to town. With the Hale House turned into a mansion for them to share and a future threat in the Horizon, the least they thought they had to worry about was the relationships between them. Turns out it did matter, A LOT. 

pockets full of stones (lay me down) by Trojie

(1/1 I 11,037 I Explicit)

It's a toss-up as to whether Stiles would prefer the screaming night-terrors about all his friends dying, or the statistically-significant likelihood of supernatural disembowelment that comes with wandering comatose around this freaking town after dark.

Stiles can't sleep. Scott's pack is falling apart around his ears, and yet apparently the biggest problem in their little world is that Stiles can't sleep. Stiles does not feel good about this.

when all my world is sleeping by Loslote

(1/1 I 46,020 I Explicit)

Now that Beacon Hills is finally at peace, Derek's pack has time to bond. But as they form relationships and learn to love each other, will they be strong enough to survive the looming threat of the alpha pack? Will all their hard work pay off, or will Derek lose everything for a third time?

Scarlet by Red Whip the Destoyer of Law (tajita_chan)

(17/19 I 75.065 I Explicit)

Fed up with being taken for granted and tired of feeling rejected, Stiles starts to pull away from the pack he's not sure he's even a part of in the first place. Along the way of building up his self image, he meets some new fabulously flamboyant friends and rediscovers a side of himself he'd forgotten about.