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you were there and so was i - entanglednow (PG)
This is my last rec! Sadface. :( It's been an absolute blast reccing you all my favourite stories (so much so that I may or may not be off to sign up for another round), and I hope y'all got something out of it too. :) I'm leaving you with one of my absolute favourite favourite fics, I must have read it a dozen times by now, it would be a little embarrassing if I still had any shame left. See you around! :)
Fandom: TEEN WOLF
Pairing: Allison & Stiles bromance (with Stiles/Derek and Allison/Scott in the backgroud)
Length: 8683 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
magneticwave
Author Website: AO3
Summary: For their tenth birthday, Stiles had gotten Allison a mug from a kiosk at the mall with AREN’T YOU GLAD WE EVOLVED OUT OF NEIGHBORING CELLS on one side and a picture from their school trip to the zoo, the one where Allison was hitting a goat trying to eat Stiles’ shirt, on the other. It’s such a metaphor for their entire existence that Allison puts it on the mantle of every subsequent house that they live in, next to their parents’ wedding portrait.
Why this must be read: I love pairingfic, it's great, it's awesome. But sometimes you just want to read something that doesn't have all those clichéd romantic story happenings, you know? At least, I do. This story has Stiles and Allison as canonical twins, which is highly impossible but works so. fucking. well.
I love their relationship, typical sibling bickering and fierce protectiveness. I love that there's some relationship stuff in the background but it's not the main part of the story, I love the fact that there's backstory (explained in author's notes) that makes everthing make sense and most of all I just really love Stiles and Allison and their crazy sibling relationship. Did I mention that already? ♥
Really, the only thing not to love about this story is that there isn't more of it. :( Go forth and enjoy!
“Are you seriously suggesting we just not tell Dad that we saw Mrs. Hale at the grocery store?” Allison demands. “Are you?”
“Well,” Stiles says slowly, extending the syllable until it pops, “no. But I suggest we heavily focus on the not-terrifying aspects and completely ignore anything that might convince Dad that the Hales are interested in consuming our entrails.”
“She was buying organic macaroni and cheese, Stiles,” Allison says, wresting control of the cart away from him with a well-placed kick to the shin. “There’s no way any of the Hales are desperate enough to consider eating us.”
Stiles makes an offended face. “We qualify as organic! We’re grown with neither pesticides nor fertilizers! All of our meat is local and we eat enough yogurt to balance the digestive system of a cow.”
“I cannot believe we’re talking about being eaten by our neighbors,” Allison tells the nearest ceiling tile. “Stiles, shut up and find the grocery and gas credit card, okay?”
“Well, I can’t believe you’re neglecting to view this as a possibility, considering that our neighbors in Wichita totally wanted to eat us,” Stiles says snippily, palming his wallet and digging through its contents for the Visa they use for household purchases.
“Our neighbors in Wichita were evolving into wendigo,” Allison reminds him. “I don’t think there’s any connection between werewolves and wendigo. Like, not even a little bit.”
“Whatever, Scully,” Stiles says dismissively. “The truth is out there.”
you were there and so was i
Fandom: TEEN WOLF
Pairing: Allison & Stiles bromance (with Stiles/Derek and Allison/Scott in the backgroud)
Length: 8683 words
Author on LJ:
magneticwaveAuthor Website: AO3
Summary: For their tenth birthday, Stiles had gotten Allison a mug from a kiosk at the mall with AREN’T YOU GLAD WE EVOLVED OUT OF NEIGHBORING CELLS on one side and a picture from their school trip to the zoo, the one where Allison was hitting a goat trying to eat Stiles’ shirt, on the other. It’s such a metaphor for their entire existence that Allison puts it on the mantle of every subsequent house that they live in, next to their parents’ wedding portrait.
Why this must be read: I love pairingfic, it's great, it's awesome. But sometimes you just want to read something that doesn't have all those clichéd romantic story happenings, you know? At least, I do. This story has Stiles and Allison as canonical twins, which is highly impossible but works so. fucking. well.
I love their relationship, typical sibling bickering and fierce protectiveness. I love that there's some relationship stuff in the background but it's not the main part of the story, I love the fact that there's backstory (explained in author's notes) that makes everthing make sense and most of all I just really love Stiles and Allison and their crazy sibling relationship. Did I mention that already? ♥
Really, the only thing not to love about this story is that there isn't more of it. :( Go forth and enjoy!
“Are you seriously suggesting we just not tell Dad that we saw Mrs. Hale at the grocery store?” Allison demands. “Are you?”
“Well,” Stiles says slowly, extending the syllable until it pops, “no. But I suggest we heavily focus on the not-terrifying aspects and completely ignore anything that might convince Dad that the Hales are interested in consuming our entrails.”
“She was buying organic macaroni and cheese, Stiles,” Allison says, wresting control of the cart away from him with a well-placed kick to the shin. “There’s no way any of the Hales are desperate enough to consider eating us.”
Stiles makes an offended face. “We qualify as organic! We’re grown with neither pesticides nor fertilizers! All of our meat is local and we eat enough yogurt to balance the digestive system of a cow.”
“I cannot believe we’re talking about being eaten by our neighbors,” Allison tells the nearest ceiling tile. “Stiles, shut up and find the grocery and gas credit card, okay?”
“Well, I can’t believe you’re neglecting to view this as a possibility, considering that our neighbors in Wichita totally wanted to eat us,” Stiles says snippily, palming his wallet and digging through its contents for the Visa they use for household purchases.
“Our neighbors in Wichita were evolving into wendigo,” Allison reminds him. “I don’t think there’s any connection between werewolves and wendigo. Like, not even a little bit.”
“Whatever, Scully,” Stiles says dismissively. “The truth is out there.”
you were there and so was i
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It was so much fun, seriously, and the 12 fic maximum limit made it agonizingly hard to choose stories. On my first run through of my bookmarks, I made of folder of "must absolutely rec, cannot leave out", and it already contained 25 fics. /o\ So I'm glad that the ones I did end up choosing were good. :) (I'm doing bandom next month, CAN'T WAIT. :D)
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