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"Stackson Friendship Movie Fixit" for this week?

Make Me Write

"I did what I needed to to keep you safe. I can live with the consequences."

Stiles barks out a harsh laugh. It's so bitter it burns as it leaves his throat.

"Yeah, well, I'm not so sure I can. And I think you know that. Why did I have to find out about this from Jackson a week after the funeral?"

"You were already overseas by then. You wouldn't have been able to get here for it." John is trying to sound matter of fact, but Stiles knows it's an act.

"You should have told me anyway, but then I guess talking about it when someone dies isn't really your thing."

John's eyes shoot up to his, showing Stiles' arrow hit its mark. He knows as well as Stiles that they aren't talking about Derek anymore.

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What I’m supposed to be doing: a series of online trainings about the ACA for my job

What I’m actually doing: mulling over how I want Stiles and his dad hashing things out in my post-movie fixit fic, because Stiles is pissed. Like, stayed at Jackson’s house the night he got into town because he didn’t trust himself to have the conversation until he got some sleep pissed.

This is obviously very helpful for finishing any of my wips that are much further along.

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"Stackson Friendship" for WIP Wednesday?

Thanks for the ask!

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“Let’s have it, then. You two can catch me up on all of the horrors of the past few weeks before we play a rousing game of ‘what we’ve been up to since we saw each other last’ and drink.”

Lydia pulls a bottle of wine out of her bag.

“Jackson, get the glasses and decanter. Stiles, why don’t we actually start with how and why you are no longer human.”

Stiles resists the urge to sigh. It’s not like he didn’t know this was coming.

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WIP Wednesday

@dear-massacre I decided to share the beginning of my movie fix-it wip, since you enjoyed the sentences last week.

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“Stilinski, you need to get back to this hellhole right now.”

Stiles hasn’t really had a chance to wonder who’s calling him at ass o’clock, but he would never in a million years have gotten to—

“Jackson?! What the—why—how did you get this number?”

“Money, obviously,” Jackson Whittemore huffs at him.

That doesn’t make sense, unless… “You paid Danny to find you my number.”

“Like I said, money. And knowing Danny. That’s beside the point. You need to get back here.”

Stiles opens his mouth to ask Jackson why the fuck he needs to go to London when the first thing Jackson said registers. ‘This hellhole’ could only refer to Beacon Hills.

“Oh god, is my dad—?! Fuck, I knew I shouldn’t have taken a vacation.”

He falls out of the bed while he starts scrambling around for his shoes. He didn’t even want to take this trip in the first place, but everyone had insisted and they promised they would call if anything happened, but fuck, how bad was it that Jackson was the one on the phone?

“Stiles!”

He realizes Jackson is yelling at him.

“What?”

“Stiles, your dad is OK. Eli is OK.”

“My dad’s really OK? Wait. Eli? Derek’s kid Eli? I mean, it’s good that he’s OK, but why did you make a point of telling me about him?”

“Uh.”

Stiles isn’t sure he’s ever heard Jackson so lost for words.

“I thought…well, we kind of all thought...”

Suddenly, it dawns on Stiles what Jackson hadn’t said.

“Jackson? Why did you tell me about Derek’s kid but not Derek?”

Jackson doesn’t say anything. Stiles hears shuffling on the other end of the line, like the phone is being handed off to someone.

“Stiles?”

It’s been a really long time since he’s heard Lydia’s voice. He would say it’s good to hear it, but he knows too well how she sounds when she’s heartbroken. He feels his claws slice into his palm. He doesn’t know when he shifted.

“What happened, Lydia?” he asks, somehow biting his tongue on the question of why no one called him earlier. He’s pretty sure he knows the answer to that question, and Lydia is not the right person to ask.

Lydia doesn’t say anything, which really brings home how fucked up the situation must be. He sighs and sits back down on the bed, trying not to drip blood on the sheets.

“Lydia, what happened to Derek?”

“He died,” she says, her voice small and quiet in a way that seems strange for a banshee.

“How?”

“Saving us from the nogitsune,” she answers, but Stiles knows her. They might not have stayed together, but he still knows her.

“What aren’t you telling me?”

“He sacrificed himself. He burned to death. His eyes turned red.”

“He became a True Alpha,” Stiles says. “He would have hated that almost as much as that he burned alive.”

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Low pressure tags for @ragingrainbow, @calenlily, @mrpinniped, @thebright1, and @luthien-under-bough.

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For the WIP Wednesday game!! Stackson movie fix it!!

Make Me Write

“Wait, are you famous or something? Just how many people are talking about this?”

When they were in high school, Stiles would have been offended by Jackson’s skepticism. Then again, Jackson would have put far more effort into his sneer back then.

“I don’t know about famous, but it’s gotten around that I’ll help when supernatural shit is going down.”

“So, your dad not calling you when the nogitsune showed up… No wonder you’re so fucking pissed.”

Jackson is giving him an understanding look. Stiles has no idea what to do with that so he takes another swallow of wine.

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Could I get some Stackson Friendship Movie Fixit for wip wednesday please?

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“Oh,” Stiles says quietly, trying to not let the new knowledge overwhelm him.

It’s been years since the last time he saw Derek, and yeah, he’d always felt a connection to him, but it never occurred to him it might still go both ways.

Wait. A connection.

“Oh.”

Eli gives him an inquiring look, but Stiles waves his hand.

“Sorry, just thought of something. I need to run out for a little bit. Bug Jackson if you get hungry.”

Eli nods, looking confused. He didn’t look upset, though, which was a relief. Stiles really doesn’t want to upset the kid. Or get his hopes up. Fuck, it’s a crazy idea, but maybe?

He’s dialing his phone before he even makes it to his car. “Peter, I might have a better solution to our problem than trying to find guardianship papers for Eli. Meet me at the diner.”

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Stackson Friendship Movie Fixit for the WIP Game this week because I do love a good fix-it fic.

“So you left the FBI?”

Lydia’s voice interrupts Stiles’ thoughts. He sends her a grateful smile.

“I realized I could help way more people this way. I’ve been doing the supernatural thing full-time for about five years.”

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Launch the Ship for WIP Wednesday, please!

Got about 400 new words written on this one! Can’t share, so have some Teen Wolf

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“What did Peter want anyway?” Jackson asks, giving him an out.

“He thinks Derek would have had guardianship papers drawn up for Eli, if only to prevent him from getting custody. He wants me to find them. He’s not happy about Eli being with Scott.”

“I don’t think anybody’s happy with that except Scott.”

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@dear-massacre this is the last of this for this round, but I’ll try to remember to make it one of my filenames next time I do the game!

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Launch the Ship please!

Can't share that one, so have some Stackson friendship movie fixit instead!

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“When I left Beacon Hills, I planned to put the supernatural behind me. That isn’t quite how things worked out. It turned out the supernatural wasn’t done with me. I found myself drawm into researching problems people were having and eventually realized I might as well start charging people for the work instead of just doing it for free.”

“Sucker,” Jackson mutters. He makes an ‘oof’ sound right after. Lydia looks calm and innocent, which means she elbowed him.

“Go on, Stiles,” she commands.

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Relationshipping exchange fic please!

Can’t share from that fic, so I did some extra writing on my Teen Wolf movie fixit fic.

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“How’d it go with—why the fuck do you smell like Peter Hale?”

Stiles shoves at Jackson until he steps back to let him through the front door.

“Because Peter is a giant creeper with supernatural speed who decided to hug me before I realized what he was doing.”

“Don’t you have supernatural speed now, too?” Jackson asks in that snide voice that always made Stiles want to punch him back in high school. Now it just makes him laugh.

“Yeah, which is why Peter ended up with a couple broken ribs.”

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Stackson friendship movie fixit, please!

Better late than never, right?

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“A couple years ago, I ran across a rogue alpha who was terrorizing a small town. He’d bitten a teenager who had no idea what was going on. Even if I hadn’t already been doing the sort of work I do, I would have helped. No one deserves to go through what we did.”

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please write some Relationshipping exchange fic for wip wednesday

Have a little bit of my Teen Wolf movie fixit fic!

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“So apparently Derek fixed up my Jeep and Eli kept stealing it? What the fuck is that about? All my dad would say was that Derek had complicated feelings about it. What does that even mean?”

Jackson gives him an epic eye roll.

“I don’t know, Stilinski, what do you think it means?”

Stiles doesn’t really have an answer for him. He isn’t even sure what he would have wanted it to mean if Derek was alive, but now that he isn’t? Yeah, he’s not touching that one.

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@dear-massacre tagging as requested, jumped ahead a bit for this

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Launch the Ship fic for WIP Wednesday!

Since I can't share from that one, you get a few sentences from the Stackson friendship movie fixit!

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Once they’re seated in the living room and Lydia has passed out glasses of wine, Stiles tries to decide where to start. He doesn’t talk very often about how he ceased to be human. He talks even less about what he is now.

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for WIP Wednesday: Stackson Friendship Movie Fixit

Silence fell and Stiles drank some more wine.

“How about you two? What have you been doing since you got the fuck out of this hellmouth?”

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We Dream Like Fen and 7, please!

You get some more Teen Wolf movie fix it fic since I can’t share the other.

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Peter eyes him, but he must decide against arguing because he goes around the front of the car and get into the passenger seat. They don’t talk to one another, making the drive in silence, breaking it only to place their orders.

When their food arrives, Stiles tucks right in. Peter will tell him what he wants eventually.

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Stackson friendship movie fixit for the WIP Game this week please! :D

Here it is! Sorry I’m so late!

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“You don’t think it has any sort of meaning?” Lydia asks. Her face is neutral, but she’s giving off an air of skepticism.

“I think the people who keep trying to tell me it means something all have claims that line up suspiciously well with something they want me to do for them, usually for free and at risk to myself. A lot of them try to flatter me by talking about how clever foxes are, which is interesting consider they all try to sell me some sort of obvious bullshit afterwards.”