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Next Thursday - wldnst (PG)
Fandom: TEEN WOLF
Pairing: Stiles/Danny
Length: 18210 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wldnst
Author Website: AO3
Summary: In which Stiles Stilinski has a werewolf for a best friend, a support group for that, hot chocolate with Lydia Martin and Danny Mahealani every Thursday evening, and an extremely anticlimactic coming out experience.
Why this must be read: Look, it's a non-Stiles/Derek fic! :D But honestly, if I had to pick any other pairing as my favourite, it'd be Stiles/Danny. What's not to love about Danny, amirite?
Wldnst has great character voices, her fics are well-written, contain loads of details and excellent world building and most of all, her fics are funny. I guarantee one or two giggles or chuckles in every one of her fics. (Meaning, yes, you definitely need to check out her other stuff.) I particularly adore her Lydia in this. I love it when Lydia railroads Stiles into being her BFF. :D
Stiles finds a note from Lydia in his locker on Thursday that tells him to be at the coffee shop two towns over at seven under threat of something vague but terrible happening. He gets there late because Scott--well, because of Scott--and when he arrives Danny and Lydia already have their drinks and have claimed the semi-circle of purple armchairs by the shop’s fake fireplace.
“Hey,” Stiles says, plopping down with his hot chocolate. “Sorry I’m late. Scott emergency, but now Isaac’s with him so it’s all good.”
“Stiles,” Danny says, looking at Lydia. “Stilinski was your third? Are you two secretly dating? Because Jackson--”
“What?” Stiles squawks a little. “No dating. It’s one of the ground rules.”
“Good, he knows them,” Lydia says. “Yes, Stiles is our third, Danny.”
“Dating--why would you even--” Stiles continues, in what he thinks is a good imitation of someone who’s been wrongfully accused.
“Because you’ve had a crush on Lydia forever,” Danny says, raising an eyebrow like he’s daring Stiles to disagree. Which Stiles really can’t.
“I didn’t realize it was common knowledge,” Stiles says.
“It was,” Danny replies.
“I guess I should be embarrassed now,” Stiles says. “But, you know--so, Danny, who told you about our furry friends?”
“Jackson,” Lydia says. “But I made him.”
“Does Derek know?” Stiles asks. “Derek’s Miguel.”
“Miguel,” Danny repeats.
“My cousin,” Stiles says. “Not actually my cousin, as it turns out.”
“Yeah, I figured,” Danny says. “Not much in the way of family resemblance.”
“We could be related,” Stiles protests, and Danny just gives Stiles a pointed look that seems to encompass Stiles’ general lack of--Hale. Maybe because Stiles actually has chest hair whereas Derek’s is freakily absent, and there has to be some weird genetic thing happening, there, considering how much hair is on Derek’s face.
Next Thursday
Pairing: Stiles/Danny
Length: 18210 words
Author on LJ:
wldnstAuthor Website: AO3
Summary: In which Stiles Stilinski has a werewolf for a best friend, a support group for that, hot chocolate with Lydia Martin and Danny Mahealani every Thursday evening, and an extremely anticlimactic coming out experience.
Why this must be read: Look, it's a non-Stiles/Derek fic! :D But honestly, if I had to pick any other pairing as my favourite, it'd be Stiles/Danny. What's not to love about Danny, amirite?
Wldnst has great character voices, her fics are well-written, contain loads of details and excellent world building and most of all, her fics are funny. I guarantee one or two giggles or chuckles in every one of her fics. (Meaning, yes, you definitely need to check out her other stuff.) I particularly adore her Lydia in this. I love it when Lydia railroads Stiles into being her BFF. :D
Stiles finds a note from Lydia in his locker on Thursday that tells him to be at the coffee shop two towns over at seven under threat of something vague but terrible happening. He gets there late because Scott--well, because of Scott--and when he arrives Danny and Lydia already have their drinks and have claimed the semi-circle of purple armchairs by the shop’s fake fireplace.
“Hey,” Stiles says, plopping down with his hot chocolate. “Sorry I’m late. Scott emergency, but now Isaac’s with him so it’s all good.”
“Stiles,” Danny says, looking at Lydia. “Stilinski was your third? Are you two secretly dating? Because Jackson--”
“What?” Stiles squawks a little. “No dating. It’s one of the ground rules.”
“Good, he knows them,” Lydia says. “Yes, Stiles is our third, Danny.”
“Dating--why would you even--” Stiles continues, in what he thinks is a good imitation of someone who’s been wrongfully accused.
“Because you’ve had a crush on Lydia forever,” Danny says, raising an eyebrow like he’s daring Stiles to disagree. Which Stiles really can’t.
“I didn’t realize it was common knowledge,” Stiles says.
“It was,” Danny replies.
“I guess I should be embarrassed now,” Stiles says. “But, you know--so, Danny, who told you about our furry friends?”
“Jackson,” Lydia says. “But I made him.”
“Does Derek know?” Stiles asks. “Derek’s Miguel.”
“Miguel,” Danny repeats.
“My cousin,” Stiles says. “Not actually my cousin, as it turns out.”
“Yeah, I figured,” Danny says. “Not much in the way of family resemblance.”
“We could be related,” Stiles protests, and Danny just gives Stiles a pointed look that seems to encompass Stiles’ general lack of--Hale. Maybe because Stiles actually has chest hair whereas Derek’s is freakily absent, and there has to be some weird genetic thing happening, there, considering how much hair is on Derek’s face.
Next Thursday