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Stiles is pretty sure his new boyfriend is a werewolf...
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Nobody believes Stiles has a boyfriend. Even more so, nobody believes he has a hot boyfriend!
Why would someone, in their sane mind, date that loser? And there's no way he met and started dating some Instagram famous hot guy over the summer.
The truth is, Derek is very much real, but he lives outside of Beacon Hills with his family. He is indeed famous on instagram and really hot, the only secret is that he is a Werewolf- his entire family is.
Stiles doesn't know about it, yet...
Derek promises him that he'll come to Prom with him, but because of circumstances beyond his control, he can't make it in time.
He finds his Mate crying, having a panic attack, and things escalate from there.
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In this fic, Stiles is 19 and Derek is 23.
Stiles got held back at school because of his learning issues and mental health issues.
Derek is an Alpha, the Hales never lived in Beacon Hills, and Kate Argent/Derek never happened.
Also, they've been dating for the entire summer- Which makes the ending of the first chapter rather unexpected to Stiles, who is a human.
Oh, right, everything supernatural applies, but Stilea doesn't know.Series
- Part 74 of (Maybe) One Shots
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Derek gives me his leather jacket and
And what?
Derek’s face practically touches the screen, heart thudding wildly, fingers twitching, knowing he’s making a mistake. He glances at Stiles, still asleep, barely breathing through parted lips, unaware. Curiosity claws at him, louder than reason.
His hands move before his thoughts catch up. He taps the up arrow once, then again, harder, faster, practically jamming the key in a frantic flurry. Maybe if he goes fast enough, the guilt won't catch him first. His eyes scan the flickering blur of words that scroll upward in jumps and stutters, until the screen settles.
Stiles' Secret Private Kink List (DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT STILES)
What starts as a reckless glance spirals into an obsession Derek can’t escape. Every desire pulls him deeper into a world he’s terrified of—and desperate for.
He’s caught between control and surrender. Between protecting Stiles’ trust and unleashing the hunger that’s lived beneath his skin for years.
If Derek thought his cravings were intense before, he was wrong. Now, the need is all-consuming and staying away is impossible. His control is slipping and there’s no turning back.
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"Five Days in Detention" (A Future Song by Stiles Stilinski) by alisvolatpropiis
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
01 Sep 2016
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It’s still preseason, sure, but he needs to be practicing. He led the team to the State semifinals last year, and he’s determined to not only make it to the finals this year, but to win the title. He should be on the field right now, practicing his play calls and prepping for next week’s season opener against Saint Pius.
And he can’t do that if he’s wasting his time in detention with these losers. There are a couple of burnouts lazing over some seats by the window, one kid with his face on a desk, hood over his head, and a few Goth kids are sitting in the back corner, looking surly and morose. Maybe you wouldn’t be so miserable if you didn’t listen to such shitty music, he thinks, turning towards his usual seat in the back of the room.
He pauses for the briefest of moments when he sees who’s already sitting there, in the second-to-last row, black-clad limbs spread out, acoustic guitar in his lap, long fingers casually plucking at the strings.
Stiles Stilinski.
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Derek Hale doesn’t do routines, but somehow the loud-mouthed, tattooed menace behind the counter at Poké Me Gently quickly becomes a habit he can’t quite shake.
Stiles is nothing but trouble wrapped in sarcasm and sharp-tongued lewdness, all clever wit and easy charm, and Derek can’t help but let him in; into his apartment, his bed, and into his guarded, lonesome life. In the end, it’s not the potential for heartbreak that haunts him at night, no. It's the certainty that, even after ruin, he’ll still want Stiles with a hunger that outlives any betrayal.
Sometimes Derek wonders if his entire bloodline was forged specifically to keep therapists employed for the next hundred years.
Maybe happiness decided to skip him on purpose? Like it looked at the Hale family tree and said: nah, way too fucking flammable.
It would be just his goddamn luck.
Or: Trust is a blade, and Derek keeps handing it to people who smile when they twist it. He doesn’t know if Stiles will end up being one of those people or not, but it wouldn’t exactly surprise him.