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Hey guys, just a quick update, I know I haven’t posted a new chapter yet 🙈 I’ll be honest, I have 3 chapters that I will edit and post as soon as I can 👏🏻 I haven’t written in about 2 weeks, so I am behind again 🥲

I haven’t got the muse to keep writing at the moment 🥺 I’ll be honest, I found a very whumpy book series that has me in a choke hold and I’m currently binge reading it 😍🙈 hopefully I will get back to writing soon 🙏🏻

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Chapter 10: Home

The newest chapter is posted and waiting for you! 😁💛

I really hope everyone enjoys reading it! I had a lot of fun with it and I tried my best with editing, but I have to say, please forgive any grammar or spelling errors, I am doing my best to make sure there are none, but mistakes do tend to happen 🙈

Please let me know what you think and if you have any questions! 💛

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Update Incomming

So, I reread some of my previous chapters this past weekend and I noticed some changes in my writing style that I would like to go back and fix because it's bothering me 😂 also, there are some errors i never picked up on before that need correcting. I was thinking about doing that on my off day, HOWEVER ☝️ that might cause another writers block and I really don't want to stop writing right now 😂 I'm on a roll with the chapters 🤔 So what I am going to try to do, is finish Book 1 (Or Season 1) and then go back and do some minor editing and updating of the older chapters 👀 I'm hoping to see a real improvement 🤔 but we will see how it goes 😁

I am also currently finishing up some last minute editing on the next Chapter, Home 💛 which I will be posting within a few hours, please don't be shy to let me know how you feel about the chapter and if you have any questions 😁

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What is Stiles' sexuality? And will there be other potential crushes for Stiles?

Hi! 😁💛 so at the moment he doesn’t really have a sexuality, I don’t want to make it a primary focus of the fic at all, I might bring in little crushes throughout the story like I did with Matt in the Bugs chapter, just little hints of people being attracted to him. Eventually I might introduce Stiles and Jack as a ship, which would make him on the spectrum as gay, or maybe bisexual 😄 when I first thought of this story I was leaning heavily into making him asexual and just ignoring relationships altogether 👀 there will be a point where he returns to Beacon Hills for a short story and I still want to have some character growth with Lydia 👀 but Sterek is my OTP 😂 so it’s all up in the air right now 😄 hopefully, as we get deeper into the storyline more ideas will make themselves known.

Is there anything specific you would like to see happen with Stiles’ crushes or sexuality? 😁 I would love to know what you are hoping for? 🌻

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Home : Teaser

I'm probably going to post this chapter within this coming week, I am happy to report that I have finished another chapter and editing is in progress! 😁 But here is a little teaser, for the new chapter releasing soon, Home! 🔥👻

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She walked back to her reading room and the brothers all shared a confused look before standing and following her. She was standing with her hands on her hips, “Well, lemme look at ya,” she laughed, “Oh, you boys grew up handsome.” she pointed at Dean, “And you were one goofy-lookin’ kid too!”

Stiles snorted loudly and Missouri smiled at him, “Good to see they found you, Stiles,” she said, “They treatin’ you right?”

“Yes ma’am,” said Stiles with a happy smile.

“Sam,” Missouri said and she grabbed Sam’s hand, “Oh, honey…I’m sorry about your girlfriend.” the boys looked at her, shocked, “And your father – he’s missin’?”

“How’d you know all that?” Sam asked.

“Well, you were just thinkin’ it just now.” She explained, Sam raised his eyebrow in surprise.

“Well, where is he? Is he okay?” asked Dean..

Missouri sighed, “I don’t know,” she admitted.

“Don’t know? Well, you’re supposed to be a psychic, right?”

She raised her eyebrows at him, “Boy, you see me sawin’ some bony tramp in half? You think I’m a magician? I may be able to read thoughts and sense energies in a room, but I can’t just pull facts out of thin air,” Sam and Stiles grinned at each other, “Sit, please.” she finished.

She sat down in a chair across from a three seater couch, where the brothers all sat comfortably. Missouri eyed Dean, “Boy, you put your foot on my coffee table, I’m ‘a whack you with a spoon!”

“I didn’t do anything,” Dean defended.

“Well you were thinking about it.”

Stiles looked at Dean, “Put your foot on the table,” he suggested and Dean frowned at him, “Please, for me.”

Dean just rolled his eyes and Sam laughed, then he looked at Missouri and sighed, “Okay. So, our dad – when did you first meet him?”

“He came for a reading. A few days after the fire. I just told him what was really out there in the dark. I guess you could say…I drew back the curtains for him.”

“What about the fire? Do you know about what killed our mom?” asked Dean, leaning forward.

“A little. Your daddy took me to your house. He was hopin’ I could sense the echoes, the fingerprints of this thing.”

Sam looked at her with puppy dog eyes, “And could you?”

“I…” she shook her head, not wanting to say it.

“What was it?”

“I don’t know,” she said softly, “Oh, but it was evil.”

“But,” Stiles said, and she looked at him, “There is something evil in that house right now,” he explained.

“What do you mean?” she asked gently.

“I don’t know how to explain it,” he said, “But we went to go see it this afternoon and,” he hesitated, “It’s just a feeling.”

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Story Update!

Hey! 😁 I am very happy to report that the next 2 chapters of my SPN and TW fanfic have been written and edited! 💛🫡 I just want to do one more cursory reading of them before I post them 👀 And I will still only be posting once a week to try and give myself some more time to write the next few chapters 😁 I just wanted to thank everyone reading it for being so patient with me! 💛 and tbh I'm hyped for the next 2 chapters, I think they came out really well with a lot of hurt Stiles coming your way ! 🙂 As always, if you have any questions or concerns, please feel free to DM me here or leave a comment on AO3 and I will try and be as transparent about everything as I can be (Without spoilers ofc)

Happy Hunting 💛

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Chapter 9 Bugs, has officially been posted! I am so sorry about the delay 🙈 The festive season and work got away from me! But I am happy to say that this chapter at least, is available for reading 😋😁

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"Travis explained where the sinkhole was in the new development, they thanked him and left.

A short while later, the Impala pulled up in what would soon be a beautiful upper class neighborhood. The houses were still under construction, but they were big double story buildings with manicured lawns. They stopped just outside of the house that Travis described, police tape blocked off the area around the sinkhole.

They climbed out of the car and eyed the hole with trepidation.

“Huh,” Dean frowned, “What do you think?”

“I don’t know, but if that guy, Travis, was right, it happened pretty damn fast.” Sam explained.

They ducked under the police tape, shining flashlights into the hole.

“So, what? Some sort of creature chewed on his brain?” Dean wondered.

“No, there'd be an entry wound. Sounds like this thing worked from the inside.”

“No wonder he was so scraped up though,” Dean muttered, “No way a grown man can fit through there easily.”

Sam nodded. After a minute of silence, both brothers, still crouched looking into the hole, turned their heads to look at Stiles. 

“What?” Stiles asked, sudden nerves shooting through his belly.

“There’s only room for one,” Dean began, “And you’re the only one who’ll fit without getting hurt.”

“Dean,” Stiles breathed, “You have no idea what's down there.”

Dean leaned over and picked up a coil of rope nearby. “Hey, if something happens, we’ll pull you out.”

Stiles eyed the rope, his stomach twisting, then he sighed and grabbed one end, Sam moved to help him tie a knot around his waist. 

“Don’t drop me.” Stiles muttered and shimmied down the hole. Sam passed a flashlight down to him and Stiles crouched in the dark, shining the light all over, but he could only see hard packed earth and mud.

“See anything?!” asked Sam, laying on his stomach close to the sinkhole so he could try to keep an eye on Stiles, while Dean stood further back, holding the rope tightly, ready to pull Stiles out any second.

“No,” Stiles yelled back, still shining the beam of light around, “It’s just a hole.” He looked up at Sam, seeing his head silhouetted against the light. 

A sharp rustling echoed from Stiles' right and he swung the light to see what made the noise, although nothing jumped out at him, there were beetles crawling on the wall of the sinkhole that weren’t there a moment ago. Stiles frowned, feeling shivers run up his spine. The longer he watched, the more appeared, seeming to grow right out of the mud.

He lifted his hand wrapping it tightly around the rope above his head, “Huh,” he muttered, but then felt the sharp sting of beetle legs crawling up his ankles through his jeans and looked down, hundreds of the black beetles covered his shoes, crawling up his legs. He tried to shake them off, but they were stubborn, “Okay, get me out of here!” He called up to Sam."

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Update incoming

Hi! 💛

I just want to keep everybody updated on my fanfic, I have promised to update the next chapter and I wanted to post it earlier this week, but work and the festive season have really been eating up all of my time 🙈 i have the chapter written and its uploaded onto Ao3 as a draft, I will edit and post it as soon as i can! 💛 Please bare with me 🥰

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A little tease for my new chapter 😉🤭

Chapter 7 - Hookman

Climbing into the car, the brothers saw that Stiles hadn’t moved, still laying on his back staring at the ceiling.

They drove down to the church Murph told them about and pulled up outside the building. Dean turned around to look at Stiles, “You don’t have to stay in the car for this one, Bud.” Stiles barely glanced at him before looking back at the ceiling, “You gonna come in with us?”

He didn't nod or shake his head or anything, just blinked at the ceiling.

“Okay.” Dean muttered and climbed out the car.

Sam turned and leaned over the back, looking directly at Stiles face, Stiles tilted his head to look at him, “I’m fine here-” he started.

“No.” Sam interrupted, “I think it’ll be good for you, come on.”

Sam climbed out the car and opened the back door, waiting for Stiles to sit up and climb out too.

Stiles hesitated, not in the mood to walk, but then saw they were parked outside of a church, he frowned, “What are we doing here?” 

“The witness’s father is a reverend, she might be here so we can ask her some questions.”

“Oh, so you don’t actually need me for this.” Stiles huffed and tried to lay back down but Sam grabbed his upper arm and gently pulled him out of the car.

“You need to stretch your legs and get your mind on something else.” He explained, shutting the door behind Stiles so he couldn’t try and jump back into the car, “It’s not gonna help anyone if you stay in there and shut everyone out.”

Stiles glared at him for a moment before huffing and following Dean to the front steps, his hands in his hoodie pocket and eyes on the ground in front of him.

Dean tried to smile at him but Stiles didn’t even look up. Sadly, the three brothers walked into the church. They opened the doors, its loud hinges echoing through the hall, interrupting the sermon currently taking place. 

The church goers turned to stare at them “-as a community,” The reverend continued, “and as a family. The loss of a young person is particularly tragic. A life unlived is the saddest of passings.” They quickly found an empty pew in the back and Lori, who was seated up front, was looking at Sam who smiled politely at her. 

“So, please, let us pray. For peace, for guidance, and for the power to protect our children.” 

Everyone bowed their heads, Sam followed their example and, noticing Dean still staring ahead, nudged him with his elbow. Dean frowned and followed on, copying everyone else. Stiles was staring at his feet, unable to look up at his brother. In the silence of the praying church, his own thoughts screamed at him; Murderer! 

Live on the Archive as of a few days ago 👆😉😂 A new chapter is on its way!

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Are you going to update the fanfic?

Hi! I am planning on updating soon! I have had the worst case of writers block and recently was put into night shifts at work, so just trying to juggle everything! Once it all settles I will be diving right back in! 😊😅🔥

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Will Adam be in the future chapters? And will Dean and Sam find out Stiles' power from Castiel?

Adam will make his appearance as per cannon 😉 and you are 100% correct 🤣 Stiles is linked to the angels and god in a way that I’m hoping makes sense later in the story, but we will know loads more about it when Cas tells us ☺️ but during the early seasons, we will see some more manifestations of his Spark ✨ Bobby will also play a big role as a mentor/uncle figure for Stiles 🫶🏻

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Is there going to be hurt stiles or stiles angst??

I’m aiming for both 😅 still trying to get the hang of writing angst, but hopefully I’ll get it right 🫶🏻

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A sneak peak at my new chapter, Skin 😉 Releasing later today on AO3.

--- At the Impala, Sam asked, “You think he found another way underground?”

“Yeah, probably. You got the keys?”

Sam walked around towards the side of the car while Dean stood by the trunk. Stiles leaned on the car, feeling dizzy. Sam looked at him, lifting his head to the light of a streetlamp, Stiles blinked slowly at him, “Shit kid, you got a concussion.” 

“Really?”

Sam moved Stiles' hair slightly to observe the bruise, it was already turning an ugly shade of purple. “Yeah, we are gonna have to put ice on that.”

Sam reached into his pocket for the keys, then turned to Dean, “Hey, didn’t Dad once face a shapeshifter in San Antonio?”

“No, that was Austin. It turned out not to be a shapeshifter, it was a thought form. A psychic projection, remember?”

“Oh, right. Here ya go.” Sam tossed the keys and Dean caught them in his left hand. Sam leaned down again to see if he could help Stiles but then froze as Dean unlocked the trunk. He frowned at Stiles, patted his shoulder and walked around the front of the car.

Dean opened the trunk, taking a moment to admire all the weapons and gadgets. Sam got to him and withdrew his gun, cocking and aiming it at Dean, “Don’t move!”

Stiles whipped his head around, eyeing his brothers. Dean stood slowly. “What have you done with him?” Asked Sam.

“Dude, chill. It’s me, all right?” Explained Dean.

“No, I don’t think so. Where’s my brother?”

“You’re about to shoot him. Sam, calm down.”

“You caught those keys with your left. Your shoulder was hurt.”

“Yeah, it’s better. What do you want me to do, cry?”

“You’re not my brother.”

“Why don’t you pull the trigger, then? Hm? ‘Cause you’re not sure. Dude, you know me.”

“Don’t.” 

Dean whipped out a tire iron and slammed it twice into Sam’s head and he collapsed. Stiles slowly reached into the trunk for a gun but Dean turned and stalked towards him. The teen snatched out a pistol but Dean swung the tire iron and the gun was ripped out of Stiles’ hand, he groaned and clutched his hand to his chest.

Stiles turned and tried to bolt but he felt strong arms wrap around his neck, pulling him back. He struggled, “No! Let me go!”

Dean didn’t say anything, just held on tighter, trying to block the kids airways. Stiles grunted and bucked, kicking back with his legs to dislodge him, but Dean was much stronger. Blinking dark spots out his eyes, Stiles’ struggles slowed, as his arms dropped he felt something sharp on his pocket and reached in to grab the silver knife he pilfered from Dean. 

He pulled it out of his pocket and sliced at the arm around his throat. Dean grunted in pain, his skin blistering around the cut and he pulled his arm away, dropping Stiles who fell on his hands and knees, coughing and dragging in lungfuls of air.

Dean glared down at him, Stiles didn’t have time to move as he felt Dean grab onto his hoodie and drag him up, twisting him around and slamming him into the car, Stiles yelled in pain and tried to use the knife again, but Dean grabbed a handful of Stiles hair and slammed his head into the car, Stiles saw stars for a moment and then nothing.---

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In case anyone is wondering how I imagine Stiles looks when his ✨Spark✨ is showing in my FanFiction 😋 I made this and others years ago when this idea first popped into my head … I only started actually writing it last year ☺️ and the support I have gotten from some of the comments and kudos have really boosted my confidence and willingness to write more 🤍 I really appreciate everyone reading my story on AO3, thank you so much! 🥲 find the link to my most recent chapter in my previous posts 😋

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New chapter of Stiles Winchester is up and ready to go! 🥳

Here's a sneak preview 😉

“Yeah,” Stiles jumped in, “Way ahead of you, Sam.” he said excitedly, grabbing another page. “Look here,” he gestured to the wall, Dean and Sam both turned to see a bunch of pictures and articles tacked to the drywall, red string leading from one to another in an unreadable mess, “So here Jill killed the kid with her car, right?”

“Yeah.” responded Dean.

“Yeah, then here,” Stiles pointed out Mr. Shoemaker, “Allegedly killed his wife, right?”

“Right.” Said Sam.

“Both of them had secrets where people died.” he pointed at an article about mirrors and how they reflect parts of the soul back at people, “there's a lot of folklore about mirrors-that they reveal all your lies, all your secrets, that they're a true reflection of your soul, which is why it's bad luck to break them.”

“Right, right.” Dean caught on, “So maybe if you've got a secret, I mean like a really nasty one where someone died, then Mary sees it, and punishes you for it.”

“Whether you're the one that summoned her or not.” finished Sam.

Stiles stood facing them proudly. “This is great kid,” Dean gestured to the wall, “A bit of a waste of time, but great, take a look at this.” he handed over a few images he had printed of evidence photographs.

Stiles’ shoulders drooped and he picked up the picture Dean handed him, it was a grainy photograph of a handprint on the back of a mirror. He leaned down to show Sam and to look at the photo he had, it was of writing on the back of the same mirror. They held the photos next to each other, completing the image.

“Her name was Mary Worthington—an unsolved murder in Fort Wayne, Indiana.” explained Dean.

Sam was impressed.

Stiles heaved a heavy sigh, dropped the picture in Sam's lap and flopped on his bed. 

“Don’t be like that, Stiles!” Dean was grinning.

“You knew what I was going to say, this whole time!” came Stiles’ muffled complaint.

“Yeah,” Dean stood, walking to sit on the other bed facing Stiles, “But it was great, dude, you really pieced it all together.” Dean thumped Stiles on the shoulder.

“You’re just saying that.”

“Yeah.” nodded Dean. Sam chuckled from the table.

Stiles dragged his face out of the pillow to glare at Dean.

“But, I really do think it's a great way to put all the pieces together like that.” Dean gestured to the wall.

“Really?” 

“Yeah! It just needs a little work.” Dean winked at him.

Stiles grinned and sat up, looking at his wall and tilting his head slightly. Maybe different coloured strings?"

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Chapter 5 of my #Supernatural and #Teenwolf #crossover story is live 😊 Don't miss out on their first "Official" demon hunt of the series! 😈

--Sam sighed and Dean stood up from the bed, “All right, so, what? We have a demon that's evolved with the times and found a way to ratchet up the body count?” He walked towards Sam.

“Yeah. You know, who knows how many planes it's brought down before this one?”

Dean huffed a disbelieving laugh and turned away, eyeing Stiles who was watching them, then bringing his hand up to scratch the back of his head.

“What?”

“I don't know, man. This isn't our normal gig. I mean, demons, they don't want anything, just death and destruction for its own sake. This is big. And I wish Dad was here.” Dean scratched his head again.

“That's not true,” stated Stiles from the bed, his brothers looked at him incredulously and he shrunk back a little, “I just mean… the demon that… that you saved me from. It- it wanted you to find me, y’know?” His hands started shaking and he brought his legs up, tucking his hands behind his knees.

“Did it speak to you?” Asked Sam, raising his eyebrows.

“Yeah.” Stiles replied, resting his chin on his knees, “It said it wanted John to find me, that's why it… hurt me…” Dean saw how Stiles was starting to breathe shallowly and walked to the bed, sitting next to him and resting his hand on his back, “Well, nothing’s gonna hurt you this time, kiddo, I promise.”

Dean really had no business making that kind of promise, Stiles knew he couldn’t do anything against a demon if it was truly adamant, but he appreciated the gesture and felt better about knowing his brother was at least there for him.

“So what did you and dad find out that can hurt a demon?” asked Sam.

“Uhh,” Dean stood again and rubbed his chin, “Iron, salt…” 

“The same stuff as a spirit? Really?”

“Yeah, evil things don’t like salt and Iron is supposed to be pure right?”

“I guess, none of those things can be brought on a plane though…”

“So holy water. It’s kind of our only option.”

Just then Dean’s phone rang loudly, he pulled it out of his pocket, “Hello?”--

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Chapter 3: Dead in the Water is loaded. A little more emotional and we see Stiles and Dean's relationship in a little more detail.

Let me know what you think 😊😊