No Place For Promises

no place for promises

chapter 25: heredity

Warnings: / (heed tags for further information) You can read it on AO3

“I’d compliment you if you won something useful,” Brett deadpans, tracing the rim of his mug with his left index finger. He uses the knuckle of his right one to rub the outer corners of his eyes before he places his arm around Stiles’ shoulders again. “But that guy?” He asks, stifling a yawn, which does not stop him from answering his own question, “he’s the consolation prize nobody wants.” As Tracy’s eyes narrow, and Theo’s jaw tightens, Brett counts on his fingers completely unperturbed. “Not a real alpha. Not a real werewolf. Doesn’t own territory. Weak. Can’t survive without the nemeton. But I guess that counts for all of you little clones.” Winking at her, Brett sips on his coffee, sufficiently satisfied with himself. 

In the following silence, Isaac looks as if he wants to bang his head against the table. Which is quite relatable. As amusing as his attitude can be, sometimes it would be better if Brett just kept his mouth shut. But Stiles doesn’t want to be the person telling Brett that, seeing the guy proves to be a rather helpful Theo repellent. More or less. His presence at the very least stops him from getting too close. In general, his no-fucks-given mindset is strangely calming. If he only were the tiniest bit less aggravating, things would be peachy. 

“You’re bold for someone who can be put into timeout with a bit of powder,” Tracy says.

Brett smiles in a way that’s more threatening than a snarl. “You wanna get some mountain ash? Try it. See what happens.” His thumb taps against the nape of Stiles’ neck, and somehow that only emphasizes the casual threat. “I recommend you behave yourself. Wouldn’t want to be exiled, would you?" 

Nobody wants to exile her. Stiles wants her to be- and it’s best he’s not going to dwell on that thought for far too long. It’s enough if she’s put in her place by someone. Preferably Theo, but Brett would suffice.  

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Stiles is Allison’s half-brother, on their Father’s side. Stiles was brought up by his Mother and Step-Father, until his Mum died and Noah supported him, Allison was brought up by the Argent family, away from Stiles. Even miles apart, they were inseparable and when reunited, it only got madder. (For @celestallison)

no place for promises

chapter 26: a devil crept in

Warnings: / (heed tags for further information) You can read it on AO3

“Fantastic, now that we’ve caught up on all the reasons I should’ve stayed in London, tell me something good,” Jackson says, plucking a few chips out of the bag Danny offers him. “How’s the lacrosse team doing?” Yes, of course. The only good news coming out of Beacon Hills would be them succeeding at lacrosse. He’s going to have a rude awakening.

Brett snorts out a laugh. But it seems like karma has it out for all of them at the moment. The laugh turns into a violent cough when he chokes on his very own spit. His cheeks flush, hopefully with both embarrassment as well as from the coughing, and he leans forward. Worrying about him potentially choking to death isn’t exactly high on anyone’s agenda after he flicks Isaac off, who, to be fair, doesn’t do anything to hide his own amusement. 

With a smile, Stiles pats Brett’s head. “Karma’s a bitch.” 

Promptly Brett flips him the bird as well. 

Lydia chuckles, Jackson snorts, and Theo shifts in front of the couch. His shoulder bumps against Stiles’ leg, and he frowns, scrolling through his phone for what seems like nothing in particular. He’s been disconcertingly quiet since he was allowed to re-enter and subsequently stay inside the flat. Stiles doubts it has anything to do with Jordan asking for peace and quiet so he can get some sleep before his night shift. Instead, it feels as if he’s observing from his spot in front of the couch next to Stiles’ legs, assessing what Danny and Jackson’s return might mean for his plans.

“Is he saying you’re getting your ass kicked?” Danny stares at them. “You have two werewolves and a kitsune on your team.”

“How do you suck so bad?” Jackson adds in disbelief. 

“It’s a talent,” Brett says between coughing and trying to catch his breath. 

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I’ve got a lover 

And I’m unforgiven

I’m such a fool to pay this price

It’s coming down, down, coming down

This is so cool!

Teen Wolf 1x01 AU: What if Theo didn’t left? What if Tara was alive and Scott, Stiles and Theo were like the three musketeers?

“Theo! Theo!” Stiles shouted running upstairs towards his friend’s bedroom. Stiles opened the door and looked at Theo while leaning on the doorframe.

“How did you even get inside?” Theo asked. He was on is bed reading some comic books.

“Your nanny doesn’t even try to stop me anymore, she just let’s me in” Stiles said between breaths.

“What is it?” Theo asked his bestfriend

“They found a body on the woods?” Stiles responded excited.

Theo rolled his eyes in a fond way, he knew where this was going.

“Are we going to get in trouble?” The Raeken boy questioned his hiperactive friend.

“Only if we get caught” Stiles smiled.

Theo huffed a laugh. Stiles could always count on his partner in crime.

Both Stiles and Theo went to pick up Scott who also didn’t put up any resistance to join their little adventure.

When they got separated when they heard the police, Scott was bitten by the Alpha and Theo was discovered by the police, and Stiles by his father.

“So you always listen to my calls?” The sheriff said to his son.

“No, not the boring ones” Stiles responded.

“Who came with you?” The Sheriff questioned.

“No one, it’s just me...” Stiles answered. “Sheriff we found Raeken on the woods.” The police radio said while Stiles was speaking.

The sheriff looked at his son with exhaperated eyes.

“Only me and Theo, I meant to say.” Stiles said knowing he lost.

“Take Theo home, we’ll talk about this later” The sheriff said.

The next day at School Scott was dealing with the effects of the bite and he met Allison.

“What are you guys doing?” Theo asked his friends.

“Scott is being creepy because a girl smiled at him” Stiles answered.

“Shut up there was something special, and you own me for last night” Scott said.

“You kinda own me too, the police attacked me with spray Stiles” Theo said with fond annoyance.

“Well Scott says he was attacked by a wolf so.. he wins” Stiles said to his friend.

“A wolf!? There are no wolves here!” Theo laughed at his friend’s stupidity.

“Something bit me on the woods last night, and I lost my inhaler too” Scott claimed.

“We’ll go look for it after school” Stiles assured.

“Maybe we’ll find the wolf too” Theo teased.

“I would be worried about turning into a werewolf” Stiles joked smiling at his brother.

Theo laughed out loud walking towards the classroom.

Little did they know the adventures they will have on the future.

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