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Meet a mysterious, drop-dead gorgeous stranger (that has a peculiar yet endearing infatuation with wolves) have the best sex of your life, and then fall in love with him.
That is what you do on your summer vacation in the idyllic Florida keys… Right?
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There was no physical equivalent to what it felt like they did, so intimate it was. It was seeing each other naked, it was deep make-outs, it was dry-humping, and it was sex, but it was none of it. Perhaps, if someone opened their chest cavities, took their hearts and squished them together, that’s what it would feel like — feeling their valves open and close, the blood pump, the muscles contract, and one heartbeat pulse right into the other.
Derek offered his hand. “Let me show you one more time.”
“Show me what?”
“What would it feel like to have an alpha.”
Warmth burst in Stiles’ tight chest. His stomach swooped. His spark trembled in anticipation, reaching out, striving to taste that power again. Going red under the constant gaze of those hazel eyes, Stiles put his hand in Derek’s. He couldn’t help but give a small inhale at their sparks meeting once more.
Heat. Weight and weightlessness. Tight embrace and high, impenetrable walls. Power. Safety.
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Stiles' gaze fell on the ads and random bits of paper stuck to the street pole. He ripped the offending advertisement off and was about to throw it out when his eyes caught a familiar face.
Closely shorn head. Big, doe eyes, an impish smile, and his mother’s nose.
Stiles stared at himself, black and white and frozen above giant letters, which spelled a bold “MISSING”.
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A self-indulgent AU wherein Stiles returns to Beacon Hills after finishing his master's degree in library science and Derek returns to Beacon Hills with baby Eli. The timeline is...vague, the plot is thin, and the name of the game is love and comfort and family and home.
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- Part 1 of Come On Up to the House
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It’s dark in the basement. The only light source is a tiny window high up on the wall. It’s also freezing, like no warmth has ever touched the air. The energy feels dead, haunting, tainted by violence and blood and despair, like even if a ray of sun managed to sneak in through the window, it would hardly make a difference.
Stiles shivers where he’s curled up in the corner, the furthest place from the stairs. He wraps his red hoodie tighter around himself, but it’s not doing much good anymore, damp from old blood and tattered in too many places. His jeans feel stiff and restrictive on his body.
Beside him, a large black wolf whimpers, the mournful sound leaving his mouth and echoing around the otherwise silent basement. Stiles looks over, his hand already buried in the wolf’s fur, also matted with blood.
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He’s been obsessed with Derek Hale ever since he moved to Beacon Hills. He used to imagine running into him at coffee shops and becoming friends and then boyfriends. No matter that Derek Hale’s reputation as "Derek Hale: sex god" had already started garnering traction by the time Stiles got to high school with him. And plus, you know, there’s the whole straight thing. But Stiles always held out some hope, because Derek wouldn’t have been the first “straight” jock on the lacrosse team to bend him over. He wouldn’t even have been the second. He would have been the third. So, there was always that little inkling of want in the back of Stiles’ mind, but it never came to fruition. Derek Hale went on to sleep with lots and lots and lots of girls and never once did he even spare a glance at Stiles or run into him at a coffee shop.
And Stiles was sure, when he started at Beacon Hills University last year, that the chances were even slimmer, because this was college and there were twenty times as many students here as in high school. So, he quite confidently resigned himself to the fact that a relationship with Derek Hale would forever remain his deepest, darkest fantasy.
But then six days ago, he showed up to Am Lit.
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This Is Hell and We Can't Leave by realpoutydadsurvives (brainwitchletty)
Fandoms: Resident Evil - All Media Types, Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse)
21 Apr 2019
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After surviving the massacre at Arklay Mountain, Chris escapes from hell only to run into its fucking twin when he finds out that the virus has already spread to Raccoon City. Hoping to find his sister, he goes back to the Raccoon Police City Department only for him to run into rookie cop, Leon S. Kennedy. With both dead set on finding Claire and getting the hell out of the city, the two immediately partner up and promise themselves to get through this. Only problem is: This Is Hell and They Can't Leave.
(summary by the lovely Neo_Mitsu)
((RE2make with Chris Redfield inserted into canon))
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- Part 1 of Once More With Chris
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Stiles is back in Beacon Hills a year after he ran away in the middle of the night, leaving behind his father, Derek, Scott, everyone. Life altering secret in tow, Stiles is running from something or someone that is definitely trying to do him harm. Will his friends and family forgive him for leaving? And more importantly, will they be able to keep him safe?
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The only consolation was the wolf’s softness toward him. Alpha Hale could have taken him right on this very table in front of everyone and be in his full right to do so, but instead it was just that — his soothing palm on Stiles’ knee, his thumb stroking back and forth, his breath upon Stiles’ ear.
Would he be gentle?
Stiles glanced at him from the corner of his eyes. A scary thought had taken over his mind. Just one little word.
Perhaps.
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When his dad speaks, it's in a carefully neutral voice. "You saw two wolves tonight."
"One wolf," Stiles corrects. "The other was messed up. It had a wolf face, yes, but it was..." He trails off, not sure how to describe the wrongness of it. The way its muscles moved beneath its skin, rippling and bulging unnaturally. "It wasn't right."
The sheriff nods. "And you magically threw this deformed wolf across the store?"
"I didn't say it was magic."
"A beam of light shoots out of your hands," the sheriff says dryly, "and tosses a wolf several feet away. You don't consider that magic?"
Stiles fiddles with his IV. It's pumping fluids into him, but not morphine, unfortunately. He could use some unconscious euphoria right now.
"I don't know what it was," Stiles says finally. "It's just what happened."
His dad sighs. "Do you know that all wolves in this state are tracked? They have electronic collars on. Every wolf in California is a dot on a map somewhere."
Stiles bites the inside of his mouth.
"There are no wolves around Beacon Hills," the sheriff says definitively.
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Stiles could not be in love with him. It was just lust, wasn’t it? Stupid, teenage—
Derek growled, clenching his eyes shut.
Lust wouldn’t survive years. Not even with someone as stubborn and hyperfixated as Stiles. So what if he was in love? The very thought of it sparked elation inside Derek’s chest. He stifled it in an instant. His throat closed up, his chest burned.
Even if Stiles was in love… he would never need Derek the way Derek needed him.
Derek’s love was a scary, monstrous thing. It loomed over him, a beast of its own mind, heavy and thick. He couldn’t let it hit Stiles. It would flatten that human into nothing.
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Bloody Teeth, Bruised Bone by adoctoraday for RiotFalling, iam93percentstardust, Aconitehart
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
13 Mar 2024
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Stiles has had blood in his teeth and bruising fists on his bones tonight, but the last thing he expected was for Derek to show up and offer to take his pain.
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The Sheriff searches for Stiles during his kidnapping at the hands of Gerard.
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On a visit home to Beacon Hills, Derek runs afoul of magic that strips him of everything that defines him: his memories, his wolf, even his words…
Some years later, a bored Stiles who has never met a werewolf – or a Hale – tinkers with dangerous rituals. He wakes up on a lush tropical island, and has to face survival alone…
Or does he?
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Copperhead by fahrenheit7
Fandoms: Compilation of Final Fantasy VII, Final Fantasy VII Remake and Rebirth (Video Games 2020-2024), Final Fantasy VII (Video Game 1997)
10 May 2026
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“Lookin’ sharp,” Reno purrs as he slinks up to Rude's side. “You want a dance?”
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Reno tries to make ends meet dancing at one of Wall Market's most exclusive clubs, but outrunning his debts (and his past) proves harder than he'd like. But life's not all bad—at least the new bouncer Tseng hired is tall, hot, and lives just around the corner.
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“They are wolves, Derek, wolves!”
“I know.”
“They—” Stiles choked and focused his gaze on the alpha. “W-what?”
Amidst the rubble, the groaning building, the wailing, and the scent of burning metal, Derek looked calm. The alpha ascended one step, closer to Stiles. “My love, listen to me—”
“What is going on?” Stiles’ throat dried.
“I said, listen.”
The omega’s mouth clamped shut, his lips trembling. The muscles in Derek’s jaw bulged as if he struggled to stay still.
“I am taking you hostage.”
Stiles’ chest stilled. His lips parted. He went completely stiff, watching Derek’s lips move, but the words made no sense.
“Derek…” he murmured hoarsely, shaking his head. “What…”
“I am not going to hurt you.” Derek’s voice went hard as steel. He spread his arms as if showing the lack of armor. “But you are coming with me. It is an order. Do you understand me?”
Stiles shifted his gaze from his mouth to his eyes and flinched back.
They were red. Burgundy, like the blood splatters marring his face.
And just like that, everything became clear.
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“You have your mother’s eyes,” Peter suddenly commented, his tone light in his observation.
Stiles stiffened at the mention of his mother.
“Honest eyes,” Peter added as an afterthought. “Sunlit like the golden embers of coal burning in a forge.”
Stiles turned a soured expression on Peter. “Have you a point?” He asked.
“Many men have struggled to have those eyes even spare them a glance,” Peter simply stated. “An honest but naive treasure that managed to fool a dragon.” He placed the crown on Stiles’ head, amused when the boy immediately pushed away from him once the ornament was in place. “Hopefully those eyes can fool the Seven Kingdoms into thinking you could love a wolf.”
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Lieutenant Stiles Stilinski of the Nemetan rifle regiment can't find it in his heart to celebrate the end of the long and bloody war against the darachs. Perhaps it’s the faces that swim behind his eyelids, lost to time, dark magic and musket balls, or perhaps it’s the doubt he harbours that he can truly be good at anything except being a soldier.
Regardless, as he huddles at one end of the bar, nursing an ale barely worthy of the name, he listens as the locals sing their songs and toast to the fallen. He doesn't think about the men he has lost, and he definitely doesn't think about alpha Lord Hale, leader of the Triskellan battle-pack, who was last seen leaping into the heart of the fighting with typical reckless heroism.
Even if Hale had survived the battle, nothing could or would ever happen between them. Shifters were too different from humans - too wild, too strange. It didn't matter that Stiles felt like the only person who could see past the teeth and claws to the heart of the man beneath them. They were from two different worlds.
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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