I usually avoid rule 63/genderswap/always a girl fics, not because of any hatred for the concept, but because I get grossed out by ladies hating on ladies AKA the author’s opinions leaking through. SO, if I was gonna write Stiles and Lydia bodyswap, Stiles would LOVE it and IDC.
Ethan fishes Stiles out of a frozen lake.
in your eyes I see St. Peter wave (4255 words) by peardita
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Underage, Dubious Consent, Ableist Language, Canon-Typical Violence
Relationships: Adrian Harris/Stiles Stilinski
“Finally,” a voice behind him says. “I was beginning to think you wouldn’t wake up. And while it would be no great loss for the world, I wouldn’t relish being handcuffed to your lifeless corpse.”
It’s an empty gesture, but still Stiles twists, glaring over his shoulder into the dark. He regrets the pull on his abused muscles almost instantly. “Yeah, well—” He coughs again, trying to get the scraped charcoal feeling out of his throat. “I was hoping you were some kind of hallucination. A waking nightmare, or something. So, the mutual hatred is still very mutual.”