lavvyan

lavvyan



Recent works

Recent series

  1. Words:
    4,249
    Works:
    1
    Bookmarks:
    13
  2. Words:
    3,099
    Works:
    1
    Bookmarks:
    97
  3. Words:
    3,297
    Works:
    2
    Bookmarks:
    46
  4. Words:
    3,471
    Works:
    1
    Bookmarks:
    19
  5. Words:
    14,685
    Works:
    2
    Bookmarks:
    127

Recent bookmarks

  1. Public Bookmark *

    Tags
    Summary

    After the defeat of the kanima, Stiles is left alone by the rest of the pack.

    Peter finds him.

    --

    "Peter," Stiles murmured, eyes closed.

    "Yes, darling?" Peter asked, because the term of endearment made Stiles blush, and Peter liked scenting his blood so close to the surface.

    "I know you're not this nice. I know you want something. And like, that's cool, I'm down for being manipulated, 'cause this feels really good. But if you try to use me to fuck with Scott or my dad, I will gut you like a fucking fish."

    His heart didn't miss a beat.

    "I believe you'd try," Peter said.

    Stiles' eyes opened, and they were suddenly, startlingly, clear. "Believe I'd succeed," he said.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    28,407
    Chapters:
    3/3
    Collections:
    1
    Comments:
    66
    Kudos:
    1,371
    Bookmarks:
    326
    Hits:
    11,790

    11 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 54

    Tags
    Summary

    “I don’t know if you’ve noticed,” Peter had said three months ago, “but I can’t seem to die.”

    “This sounds like the opposite of a problem for you,” Stiles had said back with no small amount of bitterness. “It’s exactly what you wanted, isn’t it?”

    Peter had pursed his lips and sat on Stiles’ bed like he owned it. “I don’t like when things happen to me that I can’t explain. So—” He’d smiled sharply. “—explain it to me.”

    For the briefest of moments, Stiles had considered telling him to go fuck himself just on principle but, ultimately, figuring out what the fuck was going on and how to reverse it was in everyone’s best interests. If Peter wanted to be cooperative in Stiles’ efforts to figure out how to kill him again, then who was Stiles to argue?

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    2,373
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Collections:
    1
    Comments:
    29
    Kudos:
    673
    Bookmarks:
    54
    Hits:
    2,924

    10 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 59

    Tags
    Summary

    Peter Hale was probably going to be her alpha. Her owner. The one who'd fuck her through every heat while some version of herself that wasn't quite her anymore begged for it.

    And she did it to herself.

    Stiles quickly buried that thought, pushed off the wall, and forced herself to walk. One foot, then the other. When she finally sank onto her bed, door closed behind her, she pressed both palms against her eyes and tried to remember what it felt like to be in control of her own choices

    OR where Stiles presents as omega and everything goes to shit.
    fem!Stiles, slow burn

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    24,283
    Chapters:
    14/14
    Comments:
    96
    Kudos:
    307
    Bookmarks:
    59
    Hits:
    6,356

    07 Jul 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 32

    Words:
    25,528
    Works:
    2
    Bookmarks:
    32

    07 Jul 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 68

    Tags
    Summary

    Despite half of the pack being reluctantly civil with Peter at best, the entire room seemed to hold a collective breath as Deaton poured the liquid over the deep gashes in his chest and abdomen—where they had literally had to hold his organs in his body as they sped to the clinic in Theo’s truck. Finally, slowly, Peter’s wounds began to stitch themselves back together—and Stiles saw his vision blur with unshed tears before he even registered the urge to cry.

    It felt like far too long, but eventually, Peter’s eyes snapped open with strangled gasp—and the pack sagged in relief. If Peter was conscious, he’d be okay. He was a survivor, after all.

    “Gods, I hate Mondays,” Peter said hoarsely.

    “You bastard,” Stiles chuckled, or maybe sobbed—it was hard to tell.

    [or: peter almost dies, stiles is sick of waiting for the right moment, and they share their first kiss in front of the (disgusted) pack]
    --
    prompt | a kiss of relief

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    1,140
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    40
    Kudos:
    709
    Bookmarks:
    68
    Hits:
    3,725

    28 Jun 2026