i was rereading all your jackie and hyde fics on ao3 and i needed to thank you properly for those beautiful works and also ask if you'd ever write more of them, i truly find your work incredible!! sending you lots of love! & happy new year
bro. you are literally the sweetest person ever and I really hope your week is good! I’m so glad you liked my fics and I’ll never say no to returning to a well-loved fandom <3
Stiles pushes into the apartment, hair sticking out in tuffs and eyes wild. The door bangs back against the wall, and Erica rolls her eyes at the dramatics of it but otherwise doesn’t turn away from her homework. The way she figures, Lydia can deal with him.
Sure enough, Lydia’s bedroom door opens and she storms out, mud mask and scowl in place. “What have I told you,” she starts, “about throwing the door open! If you damage the drywall and we don’t get our deposit back-.”
Completely ignoring her rant, Stiles turns and slams the door shut. “I’ve had enough!”
It is a painful truth that actually none of my fics are abandoned, no, not even the ones that haven’t updated in five years. I still know exactly what happens next, and after that, and so on. They’re not abandoned; they’re right here, haunting me, characters climbing up my pants like kittens nagging for dinner.
This is a werecoyote, Scott. Who knows if it’ll even work if you can find someone who can teach you. That’s why you called Derek, first. Yeah, I could try it on my own. But right now, I’m too scared to even change into just a werewolf.
