March 7, 2015

Welcome

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Hey Everyone!


Welcome to Have At It! My Happy Place! There's only one rule you should know upon entering my little world here, and that's common decency. Due to the fact that I watch too much TV (well I DVR too much TV lol) I have a lot of people from different fandoms and multiple ships who frequent this site. So respect everyone here even if you don't like what they like. The first time I see any negativity towards another person or towards the characters I hold near and dear to my heart, I will block you from this site.

Though please feel free to criticize my writing in whichever way you choose LOL. If you hate it, tell me, if you love it, tell me. Either way everyone's opinions in that area are welcome. Constructive criticism is always helpful.

 Cori 

October 1, 2014

Never Too Late 9/17

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Title: Never Too Late
Authors: Sxymami0909 & Xtremeroswelia
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Timeline: Set after 3.18 ‘Riddled’ AU from there.
Rating: R
Sequel To: Never Know What Hit You
Word Count: 155, 704
Pairings: Stiles/Lydia, Scott/Kira, Allison/Isaac, Sheriff Stilinski/Melissa McCall, Derek Hale, Cora Hale, Peter Hale
Parts: 9/17
Summary: In the wake of the Nogitsune's distruction Stiles is attempting to put his life back together, but things are never as easy as they seem. Meanwhile Scott attemps to mend his fractured pack but is it too late to fix what's been broken? Or will the past few months strengthen the bond between them? Lydia's link with Stiles has only grown stronger since the death of the Nogitsune and now she can feel Scott too leading Lydia to seek out information about her banshee origins from an unlikely source. While new relationships form, others are tested. Can our favorite trio fix what's been broken or will Scott's pack be broken forever?
Previous Chapters: | One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight |

Chapter Nine

Stiles was sitting on the edge of what was soon to not be his hospital bed anymore, and he was pretty damn happy about that. One foot was bouncing on the floor, excess energy that he had from multiple nights of actual quality sleep. His dad and Scott’s mom had gone down to the nurse’s station to finish going over all his discharge instructions and sign all the paperwork. He knew that usually took awhile, but he’d gotten up and changed into the clothes his dad had brought him -- just a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, but still better than a hospital gown by a long shot.

The bruises and swelling in his face had begun to fade, though it was still pretty obvious to any casual observer that he’d gotten his ass royally kicked. The other bruises and injuries -- those were going to take longer. They’d told him not to expect to play lacrosse for the rest of the season, which was disappointing but not surprising. Apparently trying to play a contact sport with broken ribs was potentially really bad and considering it hurt anytime he moved the wrong way even without someone tackling him, he wasn’t going to try and argue that.

There were other ways he had to keep busy anyway. He was still behind on homework, though he’d written two of the papers he’d had to do when Scott had brought him his laptop, and written and sold one college paper online -- $100 for a four page paper on the evolution of sign language over the years wasn’t anything to turn his nose up at, that was for sure. And all in one day while Scott and Lydia were at school, and Derek sitting at his bedside reading a worn out copy of War and Peace. The guy was full of surprises, really.

He still had a week off from school to go and he suspected it was going to be a boring one considering everyone he knew was going to be in school and his dad was going to have to be working because things around town still weren’t quite back to normal yet. Familiar guilt began to bubble up with him, but he closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and pushing it down as far as he could, not wanting Lydia and Scott to feel it.

September 26, 2014

Never Too Late 8/17

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Title: Never Too Late
Authors: Sxymami0909 & Xtremeroswelia
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Timeline: Set after 3.18 ‘Riddled’ AU from there.
Rating: R
Sequel To: Never Know What Hit You
Word Count: 155, 704
Pairings: Stiles/Lydia, Scott/Kira, Allison/Isaac, Sheriff Stilinski/Melissa McCall, Derek Hale, Cora Hale, Peter Hale
Parts: 8/17
Summary: In the wake of the Nogitsune's distruction Stiles is attempting to put his life back together, but things are never as easy as they seem. Meanwhile Scott attemps to mend his fractured pack but is it too late to fix what's been broken? Or will the past few months strengthen the bond between them? Lydia's link with Stiles has only grown stronger since the death of the Nogitsune and now she can feel Scott too leading Lydia to seek out information about her banshee origins from an unlikely source. While new relationships form, others are tested. Can our favorite trio fix what's been broken or will Scott's pack be broken forever?
Previous Chapters: | One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven |

Chapter Eight

Scott ran down the hallway pushing the wheelchair and he made swishing noises and avoided nurses walking down the hall. He turned the corner with Stiles jerking the chair to a halt. “Sorry,” he said sheepishly and he walked to the open doorway of Stiles’ hospital room. “That was fun,” he commented, “The wheelchair part, not the rest.” He said as he pushed the chair into the room and spotted Derek right away.

Scott smiled, “Hey, you’re back,” he said lowering his voice when he spotted Lydia beside Derek, head resting on his shoulder. He nodded in her direction as he stopped the chair beside Stiles’ bed. “When did she conk out?” He asked as he held out a hand to help Stiles out of the chair.

Stiles snorted at Scott’s remark, craning his neck to look up at his best friend and shaking his head in amusement as he wheeled him back into his room. He nodded at Derek as he took Scott’s hand and rose to his feet, climbing back into the hospital bed carefully.

“Not too long ago, actually,” Derek commented, glancing down at her sleeping form. “I should probably be concerned that I’ve become her newest pillow.”

“No, you should seriously consider yourself lucky that you are her newest pillow,” Stiles informed him without thinking. Then he paused, grimacing.

September 21, 2014

Never Too Late 7/17

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Title: Never Too Late
Authors: Sxymami0909 & Xtremeroswelia
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Timeline: Set after 3.18 ‘Riddled’ AU from there.
Rating: R
Sequel To: Never Know What Hit You
Word Count: 155, 704
Pairings: Stiles/Lydia, Scott/Kira, Allison/Isaac, Sheriff Stilinski/Melissa McCall, Derek Hale, Cora Hale, Peter Hale
Parts: 7/17
Summary: In the wake of the Nogitsune's distruction Stiles is attempting to put his life back together, but things are never as easy as they seem. Meanwhile Scott attemps to mend his fractured pack but is it too late to fix what's been broken? Or will the past few months strengthen the bond between them? Lydia's link with Stiles has only grown stronger since the death of the Nogitsune and now she can feel Scott too leading Lydia to seek out information about her banshee origins from an unlikely source. While new relationships form, others are tested. Can our favorite trio fix what's been broken or will Scott's pack be broken forever?
Previous Chapters: | One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six |

Chapter Seven

Stiles was restless. Of course, 9 out of 10 times, Stiles was always restless, but he’d been in the hospital for almost a week and he was tired of cable television, tired of trying to read with one good eye, though his other at least was open again, even if it still hurt, tired of UNO, tired of sleeping thanks to extra-heavy drugs even though he knew his body needed all the rest it was getting, and thankfully between said heavy drugs and Scott and Lydia almost always being there when he slept, he wasn’t dreaming. But the more time that passed the more restless he felt. He could get up and walk around for short periods of time, but not long because he was just too tired. And movement still hurt.

He had managed to talk Scott into wheeling his ass outside into the garden area for awhile just so he could get some fresh air, by reminding him that fresh air did everyone good. And it had helped a little. It had killed about twenty minutes of time.

But he was restless for new reasons now and they had him on edge, chewing anxiously on his thumbnail as he waited for Scott and Lydia to get back from school that day. He’d texted with them both off and on throughout the day with the new phone his dad had gotten him since he didn’t know where his old one was, reassuring them he was fine, everything was fine, they didn’t need to worry. Derek had gone to get some coffee, though he’d hesitated to leave Stiles alone, to which Stiles had rolled his eyes and told him to take a break from his babysitting job. His tone hadn’t been harsh. He appreciated Derek’s company. All new levels of weird.