dramatically sliding into the shadows must run in the family
dramatically sliding into the shadows must run in the family
In which Peter only gives Stiles a choice.
#because Peter is a manipulator#he needed Stiles to be willing to be on his side so he could get to Scott#Scott would come to him because he would never leave Stiles with Peter alone#And Peter knows this#And how easy would it be for Peter to bribe and blackmail Scott if he had Stiles in his grasp and controlled him#An of course Peter is not so shortsighted as to turn Stiles against his will#He would just have another unwilling beta who would team up with Scott to bring him down (via premoonsyndrome)
Jackson Whittemore is really Jackson Hale and no one can tell me otherwise. I know Colton left for Arrow and it’s still unknown if he will ever return, but this shit right here, this is canon. It was never explained how Derek’s claws, a beta’s claws, could trigger dreams/memories inside Jackson. It was never explained why Peter’s touch made Jackson’s wound glow. It was never explained why Jackson had such a connection to the Hales and the Hale house, and it wasn’t just because he wanted to get bitten so badly. There was something there that cannot be explained in another way, that was supposed to build up to the truth about Jackson’s real family. I don’t care what kind of poor Malia storyline Jeff came up with, I also don’t want to blame him since it was Colton’s decision to leave, but to me, Jackson will always be canonly the real Hale offspring, Peter Hale’s son.
so you know this little snarl thing Ian does? yeah that is super important
Inapproriate!….ly turned on. I mean. Hot, Fucking, Damn.
He doesn’t look like he’d survive a slap across the face, much less the bite of a werewolf.
Light Lines by 8611
"Hey scottmccallme and stilinskiing, great news! You’ve been selected for The Grid developer beta through the third round of the lottery! (Tron/Programmer!AU.)”
Okay so, Atomic is amazing and wrote a TRON!AU and I’m still dying from how excited I am about it! *u* I doodled these on my breaks between projects and wanted to wait to post them until Atomic posted her fic.
I also have one more pic to post that’s uh…NC-17 so I’ll be posting it separately. 8D
GO READ IT, IT’S GREAT. <3333 It’s got both Derek/Stiles and implied Scott/Stiles and Scott/Allison and justlksdjfljf it’s so great! (NO relationship angst except some brief reconnect between Derek and Stiles, it’s all super great!)
I swear I will draw Derek’s program when I have more time ahaha~
Hannibal!AUWith the cast of
Will Graham!Scott & Hannibal Lecter!Peter
Jack Crawford!Derek & Dr. Alana Bloom!Allison
Dr. Bedelia Du Maurier!Lydia
And finally Abigail Hobbs!Stiles & Garrett Jacob Hobbs!Sheriff Stilinski
I blame everything on jade about this and for you guys who aren’t watching Hannibal yet you’re missing something huge in your life.
but….what if Peter was Hannibal and Scott was Will Graham.
"What would you do without me?" (x)
My tea label art for Peter Hale’s tea. My tea post is here!
I guess I am on a roll, here is Peter’s tea! (and here is a link to just the art) This was one of the really early blends I made and sat on, the label was a long time coming. WHEW!
Okay this tea is almost MEATY. Lapsang is very smokey, very strong, so strong that I worry the almond and gunpowder is almost too weak but it’s THERE just very light. What I have left of my tester pack is sealed up tight in a canister, it smells so strong.
Like seriously this tea is like jerky and campfires and yet I like the taste? It’s crazy. I think it suits Peter really well though! Hope you guys like it as well!
You can see my other blends here!
starkmyarc said I should do Peter but I already have his label started. Hopefully I’ll have it done in the next couple days! :)
Unless I decide to redraw it… D:
"PETER I’M GETTING A RESTRAINING ORDER"
This is partially Jade’s fault (and Renqa’s). I just want a sitcom where Peter gives up and lives in Derek’s old loft that he calls the “Party Palace” and just keeps badgering Stiles to give him the bite and drinks cosmos all day
Like Sex in the City only without the city or the sex and also with werewolves
ommggggggggg this is the best
Drifting for the first time was always a terrifying affair. It was worse if the two participants had drifted before. There was always an inclination to hide something from the new partner out of fear of being a traitor. Drifting was an intimate affair, and hiding something was out of the question, of course. The minute someone held something back it would mean the end of the trust between co-pilots and the deterioration of the neural handshake.
As Scott eyed the man across from him, half of his face a scarred and misshapen mess, he felt unease. Soon he would be sharing his entire life—and Allison’s—with this man. The reverse would be happening and Scott would soon know all there was to know about the man. Peter Hale, they told him. Well, Scott would soon now and he tried to push his reservations away deep inside of him.
“Are you ready, McCall, Hale?” Marshall Deaton asked, looking at the glass visor of the Jaeger. Scott nodded, his knees feeling weak. Peter said nothing but stared straight ahead. “Initiating neural handshake.”
It was a trickle at first, which was odd. The first time with Stiles it had been like being in his own brain staring back at him. The first time with Allison had been a flood brought on by their love for each other. There were no secrets between them, not then and not now. So this thin trickle made Scott curious and lower his guard in invitation. Peter’s eyes flickered and the trickle grew stronger, turning into a stream, and then a gushing. Scott felt assaulted as his memories mingled with Peter’s.
Burning, dying, screaming. Scott had been trained not to chase the rabbit but he realized rather suddenly that he had no idea if Peter could do the same thing. It was shown in vivid detail, the way the woman was screaming as sparks flew around, the fire that burned despite the surrounding water. Peter’s anguish flooded Scott and he gasped for air. Finally he saw Peter’s hands reach out and strangle, killing his co-pilot for her air supply. While he was still engaged.
Scott was thrown out of the memory with a jerk and their minds were synced. Their breathing matched and their pulse slowed as they lifted their arms. As Scott closed his fist and Peter followed suit, Scott saw a glimpse of fire in Peter’s eyes.
jesus fucking christ, whooaaaaaaa