beacon_hills > teen wolf > 9 square bingo
my entry for beacon_hills challenge 13. i challenged myself by doing one of each of the fanwork options available for each square on my bingo card. so, under the cut you will find: sig tags, icons, a drabble, a picspam, gifs, a tumblr graphic, a wallpaper, a header, and a mini fanmix.
brotp (sigtags)
favorite character (icons)
family (drabble)
Scott and Stiles meet in the first ten minutes of the first day of their first year of school. They are both five years old, smaller than the other kids, and gripping tight to their mother's hands. They also have matching Pokémon backpacks and when Stiles notices, he tugs on his mom's hand and loudly whispers about the other boy. He doesn't notice when Scott turns around and stares at him, glaring slightly at his rudeness. His mother had always told him that it wasn't polite to talk about people behind their backs. But then Stiles catches his eye and grins wide and open, bright brown eyes sparkling with mischief. And Scott finds himself slowly grinning back.
He slowly directs his mother toward the other side of the room, closer to the boy with the matching backpack and plops down into a chair at the nearest table. The teacher, Mrs. Johnson, wanders over and starts talking to his mom, so Stiles takes the opportunity to slip away and sit next to the boy with the matching backpack. Their hello's are shy for only a moment and then Stiles is grabbing the colors in the middle of the table and passing Scott a piece of paper.
Those matching backpacks, quick grins, and shared colors start the beginning of a friendship that lasts decades. When Scott's father leaves in the middle of the night, Scott calls Stiles and stays on the phone with him until both of them fall asleep. When Stiles' mother dies, Scott sneaks out in the middle of the night and into Stiles' bed, curled around his best friend as he sobbed into his pillow.
Neither of them have any doubts that they will be still be friends in the coming years. After werewolves and alphas and nogitsunes and Peter Hale, the boys - the young men - are more than friends. They're family.
minor character (picspam)
werewolf (gifs)
crackship (tumblr graphic)
i read a derek x stiles fic a while back where one of the side ships was laura hale x chris argent and now a part of me kind of wants it. (it was either this or laura x coach)
female (wallpaper)
couldn't pick a favorite lady (but lbr it's probably malia) | larger
otp (header)
rip (minimix)
c'est la mort the civil wars || c'est la vie, c'est la mort
born to die lana del rey || lost but now i am found
i will follow you into the dark jayme dee || the time for sleep is now
brotp (sigtags)
favorite character (icons)
family (drabble)
Scott and Stiles meet in the first ten minutes of the first day of their first year of school. They are both five years old, smaller than the other kids, and gripping tight to their mother's hands. They also have matching Pokémon backpacks and when Stiles notices, he tugs on his mom's hand and loudly whispers about the other boy. He doesn't notice when Scott turns around and stares at him, glaring slightly at his rudeness. His mother had always told him that it wasn't polite to talk about people behind their backs. But then Stiles catches his eye and grins wide and open, bright brown eyes sparkling with mischief. And Scott finds himself slowly grinning back.
He slowly directs his mother toward the other side of the room, closer to the boy with the matching backpack and plops down into a chair at the nearest table. The teacher, Mrs. Johnson, wanders over and starts talking to his mom, so Stiles takes the opportunity to slip away and sit next to the boy with the matching backpack. Their hello's are shy for only a moment and then Stiles is grabbing the colors in the middle of the table and passing Scott a piece of paper.
Those matching backpacks, quick grins, and shared colors start the beginning of a friendship that lasts decades. When Scott's father leaves in the middle of the night, Scott calls Stiles and stays on the phone with him until both of them fall asleep. When Stiles' mother dies, Scott sneaks out in the middle of the night and into Stiles' bed, curled around his best friend as he sobbed into his pillow.
Neither of them have any doubts that they will be still be friends in the coming years. After werewolves and alphas and nogitsunes and Peter Hale, the boys - the young men - are more than friends. They're family.
minor character (picspam)
werewolf (gifs)
crackship (tumblr graphic)
i read a derek x stiles fic a while back where one of the side ships was laura hale x chris argent and now a part of me kind of wants it. (it was either this or laura x coach)
female (wallpaper)
couldn't pick a favorite lady (but lbr it's probably malia) | larger
otp (header)
rip (minimix)
c'est la mort the civil wars || c'est la vie, c'est la mort
born to die lana del rey || lost but now i am found
i will follow you into the dark jayme dee || the time for sleep is now