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Stiles stares at the ceiling, completely flabbergasted. Derek Hale wants him. For real. This isn’t another Lydia situation, where he needs to pine and slowly try to work his way in from the edges of someone’s life.
Derek likes him already. Derek is nice to him. Derek answers his questions and his texts and buys him magical things.
He presses a hand against the spot Derek bit and shivers. That action had felt kind of wolfy, like Derek forgot to pretend to be a human man. Maybe that’s it, then, for Derek. Stiles is someone he doesn’t have to pretend to be human with. Maybe after summer ends, after Boyd and Erica are safely corralled in Beacon Hills, Derek will go back to fucking women like Tina or whatever that chick’s name was.
Stiles isn’t complaining. He’ll take what he can get.
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In which Derek is a magical werewolf boy and Stiles becomes his emissary.
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- Part 1 of Bruised Like Violets
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27 Jun 2026
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but we were something (don't you think so?) by Melpomene (Aconitehart) for Gia279
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
30 Jan 2024
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"This was a mistake," Derek declares. "Here," he tosses the car keys to Stiles, "go home. I'll take the acorn and plant it."
"Deaton said it had to be us!" Stiles protests. "That's why I'm here, because -"
Derek rolls his eyes. "Deaton told you that so you'd come, because he doesn't trust me." He pushes past Stiles. Once he has the stupid acorn and his phone, he'll just run to the coordinates and be done with it. Maybe after that he'll just keep running.
"Wait, just - let me explain."
"I'd rather you didn't."
"I can't drive stick!" Stiles lies. "If you leave me here then I'll be stranded and I'll starve to death."
Derek gives him an incredulous look. "Your Jeep is a manual."
"Just..." Stiles reaches out for him, fingers hooking around his belt loops. "Stay? Please." Stiles' eyes are big, shining. "I'll be quiet and pick up the gummy bears."
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In which Derek and Stiles need to go on a roadtrip to plant an acorn.
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23 Jun 2026
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After weeks of house hunting, Stiles is convinced that he and Derek have finally found their perfect home. Nestled deep in the woods outside of Beacon Hills, it has plenty of room to grow a family, the perfect spot for an oversized Christmas tree, and a 70s vibe that seems to speak to his soul. But when Derek's increasingly bizarre behaviour takes a turn for the worse, Stiles learns that, what he thought was his dream home, may actually be a nightmare he can't escape.
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23 Jun 2026
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Derek didn't know what to call it, other than fucking. No other way to explain it. It didn’t matter that they hadn’t actually fucked or even touched each other outside of their explicit text messages with very explicit photo attachments. Peter knows what it is. It's sexting. Stiles wants more, but Derek can't give it to him - he's just too damn young.
Derek is a sexy stalker, Stiles is poetically dirty, Peter is a gay fairy godmother, Lydia knows what's up, Boyd is a sweetheart, Erica and Isaac are bitches, Jackson is supposed to be dead, Danny is a gay nightlife ambassador, and Scott doesn't even like guys that way.
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- Part 1 of Stiles And Derek Do The Thing
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22 Jun 2026
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It had sounded a lot more fun in theory. He’d imagined they’d get food, sit in the car, chat for a bit—
Then bam! The supernatural killer of the week would show up, wham, bam, thank you ma’am, and they’d be home in time for some kinky sex.
Okay, so maybe his expectations were more than a little unrealistic—but it always looked so much cooler in movies than in real life.
He exhaled, shifting in his seat for the third time in less than a minute.
“Can’t you sit still?” Derek growled from the driver’s seat.
“Is that a rhetorical question?” Stiles snarked, lifting his feet onto the dash.
Derek’s eyes flashed, and Stiles’ thigh was promptly swatted.
“Feet off the dash.”
Stiles groaned, dropping his feet. He managed to sit still for all of twenty seconds before his leg started bouncing.
Derek’s glare could have peeled paint.
“I can’t help it!” Stiles huffed, slumping back into the leather seat. “This is so boring. Not at all as hot as the movies make it out to be.”
Derek raised an eyebrow. “You thought a stakeout for a murderer would be hot?”
“Well, when you say it like that—”
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- Part 3 of Sweet dream or Beautiful nightmare.
- Part 1 of Requested/Prompted Stories
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21 Jun 2026