Matched and Lit

coyfoxy:

For Katy and Zani, who I heard have a thing for stoner!Derek.

Derek is fucking baked.

Derek is so baked he’s been talking about unicorn and dragon mythology for the past twenty minutes with no clue that Scott and Stiles have stopped listening to him. He’s sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the coffee table near the couch and he’s looking at the both of them with the creepiest smile Stiles has ever seen.

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Oh my god this is hilarious and SO CUTE. <3333

Danny/Stiles, hands/fingers?

jizzdrifting

the1001cranes:

(tumblr has malfunctioned and eaten my attempt at this prompt two times which just goes to show I should get way better about saving drafts, get your shit together, Amanda. once again I apologize for myself.)

Stiles’s most obvious asset is his mouth. It’s also his most obvious drawback, Danny thinks - Stiles even talks in his sleep, for fuck’s sake - but some of the best things are like that: a delicate balance, where too much or too little spoiling the whole thing. Not that Stiles is delicate. Not that Stiles is anything like delicate. Sure, more of a tempest in a teacup than bull in a china shop, but delicate? No. 

“You’re staring again,” Stiles says. He’s got one-eye cracked open, and there are crease lines from the pillow on his face. It’s actually incredibly unattractive. “I had the creepy crawly sensation of being watched. Taking lessons from Derek?”

“Derek does his best to avoid being in the same room with me,” Danny says. He thinks it’s because his introduction to Derek involved Stiles dangling Derek like a piece of meat in front of him, but it might also be that once Danny found out why Jackson had been acting so weird, he’d tried to break his fist on Derek’s face. Gorgeous abs only take Danny’s goodwill so far.

“Than you are luckier than me,” Stiles yawns. “I mean, are you sure he’s never in the room with you? He likes to lurk. It’s kind of his thing.” And Stiles stretches, arms resting up above his head, fingers twisting in his hair until it peaks into little tufts. ”He could be here now!” 

It had taken Danny a stupidly long time to pay attention to Stiles’s hands - too often shoved into pockets, or tucked away in his hoodies, or just flying around when he talked. Danny spent so long being distracted by Stiles’s mouth, and all the crap coming out of it, that he missed everything those hands were saying.

Danny shrugs. “Well, if he is, he’s going to get a show,” because Danny has his boyfriend sprawled over his bed, shirt pulled up and twisted around, with his stupid pillow creases on his face and his stupid adorable bedhead, and Danny’ll be damned if he’s wasting that opportunity. 

“Am I getting lucky?” Stiles says, delighted - who asks that, seriously - hands already on Danny’s hips and pulling him down. “Derek, dude, if you’re under the bed, this is your last chance to run.”

“Stop talking,” Danny says. He runs one hand up the length of Stiles’s neck, until Stiles’s head tips back into the pillow, and his Adam’s apple juts out far enough that Danny can see every nervous swallow, every breath. “And Derek, if you’re hiding in the closet -“

The burst of Stiles’s laughter is worth the sophomoric joke.

tsukinofaerii:

polytropic-liar:

tifferini:

a teen wolf au in which everyone is an android

"I think it’s kinda cute." Kate props a hand on her hip and peers through the observation glass at Sc077’s testing chamber. "Look at him with his big creepy robot eyes and his little bugs in the code. Adorable."

"This is more than bugs, Katherine." Allison’s executive processors start calculating escape routes whenever Dr. Gerard’s voice sounds like that. "Watch."

Sc077 asked her to call him Scott yesterday. Allison does, and wipes it from her memory before it’s logged as data. She carefully doesn’t think about why. Scott is entering the immersion program now, making his way towards his objective with careful, measured uses of his special enhancements for strength and speed. Allison likes watching him. She likes that her enhanced eyes are the only ones in the room that can track his movements.

The program wavers. In Scott’s path is a human child, injured. Allison’s eyes narrow. They’ve done this same experiment with her; she preformed adequately. She called emergency services for the child without slowing her pace.

Scott stops. He bends down, reaches out a hand to the child. She can sense him modulating his voice, soft and calm and with the motherhood harmonics from their sound templates. Allison glances at Gerard. That’s wrong. Scott has done something wrong.

Kate and Gerard turn away from the screen as the program terminates.

"I knew Alan’s stupid Synthetic Soul program was shit. This is why we should keep programmers within the family," Kate comments. "Is the other one fucking up too?"

"See for yourself." The other observation wall clears. This one’s call number is very long, St0186529374. Scot calls him Stiles. Allison doesn’t know why. He’s sitting at a terminal, plugged into a data field. Allison watches the screen; logic sets. Analysis, inference and synthesis. She performs well on those but after roughly 90 minutes finds her attention sort of…wandering.

Stiles is fast, faster than Allison is at least. His fingers dance over the input keys, check check clear, check check clear.

"Watch this." Gerard alters the program from his terminal. Allison catches a glimpse of it as it goes past, and cross-references with her web uplink. That’s not a logic set. Her processors don’t return an answer for it.

In the room, Stiles frowns. His fingers dance; hesitate; try again. Check. Check. Check check check check check check—

"Oh good, you broke it," Kate starts—

The center of Stiles’ left eye sparks, just a flash, and then the program dings. Clear.

"What the fuck?" Kate leans over the screen. "He doesn’t have the programming for that. Whatever that was."

"Insight. Lateral thinking. Inspiration.” Gerard’s voice is doing the thing again. Allison stands very still. “And the alpha model? Compassion. Empathy. Nurturing. This is more than mere bugs in the code, Katherine. We have two bona fide ghosts in the machine.”

As one, they turn to look at Allison. For some reason her homeostasis maintenance systems start functioning at heightened levels. She thinks she might be trying to sweat.

"May I be of service?" she asks, standard phrase, basic programming, no understanding of what is going on other than that she might be required.

Kate grins. “At least our Argent models are still working right.”

"Indeed." Gerard is still watching her. Allison meets his gaze with eyes she knows are flat and lifeless as any other machine’s, and very carefully doesn’t think about the roof of the facility, the wind in her hair, the clear ‘off-limits, you may not enter’ note in her programming. She tries very hard to keep out of her mind the knowledge that she has done what not even Scott and Stiles have yet managed to do:

Disobey.

SO HOW MANY HUMAN ORGANS DO I NEED TO COLLECT TO MAKE THIS TURN INTO A FULL FIC?

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gingerhaze:

poweritem:

Boom Box! Announces new series ‘Lumberjanes’
After the crazy first issue of Boom Box!’s first new series that was The Midas Flesh, they have just announced a all new second series called Lumberjanes.
This series, written by Noelle Stevenson and Grace Ellis with art by Brooke Allen, will focus on five girls attending a scout camp where there is some creepy stuff in the woods that they will probably have to fight.
The series is being billed as “Buffy the Vampire Slayer meets Gravity Falls,” and also promises that they at some point fight a yeti. If you are not on board yet, then I question your taste in awesomeness.
Lumberjanes is set to come out sometime this spring.

LUMBERJANES, the new series I’m co-writing for BOOM! Studios, has just been announced!!!! I’m so excited, y’all. Girls, at camp, fighting spooky supernatural monsters. It’s gonna be amaze.

Noelle writing a series I JUST- WHALKDJLSK YESSS

gingerhaze:

poweritem:

Boom Box! Announces new series ‘Lumberjanes’

After the crazy first issue of Boom Box!’s first new series that was The Midas Flesh, they have just announced a all new second series called Lumberjanes.

This series, written by Noelle Stevenson and Grace Ellis with art by Brooke Allen, will focus on five girls attending a scout camp where there is some creepy stuff in the woods that they will probably have to fight.

The series is being billed as “Buffy the Vampire Slayer meets Gravity Falls,” and also promises that they at some point fight a yeti. If you are not on board yet, then I question your taste in awesomeness.

Lumberjanes is set to come out sometime this spring.

LUMBERJANES, the new series I’m co-writing for BOOM! Studios, has just been announced!!!! I’m so excited, y’all. Girls, at camp, fighting spooky supernatural monsters. It’s gonna be amaze.

Noelle writing a series I JUST- WHALKDJLSK YESSS

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