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Derek doesn't reply. Instead, he fakes rummaging around in his pants, which are bit tight to comfortably rummage in, but he does the act for his audience of one. Nothing comes out of his pockets when he removes his hands, and Stiles' eyes follow them when Derek brings them both near his lips, blows a kiss onto them.
"Here, my love for you. The power of this addiction will help you through this trial."
It's the silliest thing he's ever done in his life.
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Derek & Stiles are in love with each other, and everyone but they themselves can see it - including Derek's 2 year old Nephew Lyle Lahey-Hale.
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"I'm glad you found me," Derek whispers against his skin, their closeness new but centuries old. Stiles' spit-pink lips glisten under the moonlight, his heart jumps with joy. He strokes Derek's back, the henley warm to the touch, despite the slightly chilly wind.
"When am I ever wrong?"
Another smile, a soft curve up of the lips. He knows how the taste and feel of them, now. "Never." The word is punctuated by a kiss on his nose, followed by a peck on his lips.
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After week three, he’s unable to move from the bed, and none of their research is bringing about any clues. No one knows why this is happening to him, and they have all accepted this.
That he is going to die. There’s no coming back, no cure for this sudden illness that has taken him. None of the books that Deaton provides, that Lydia translates and pours her time into, have a single clue.
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Because the universe is unfair, it gives Derek Hale a kitten. One that is just as black as his wolf fur, and just as scary looking until you manage to get close to her by a painstakingly long process of trust exercises and find that oh, she’s the most adorable thing in the world, too.
(Seriously. Derek Hale + Cats = 'Nuff Said).
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True Mates itself are the rarest of occurrences, but something tells him this is more than that. The earthquake, and this sudden rain, in April of all things, simply cannot be coincidence. There must be a reason, one that Peter must uncover.
In the coming years, he dedicates his time to the quest, to his vow to himself to discover the truth, and finds that, oh, this is something unique indeed.
Unique to the point of legend.
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A couple minutes pass by, the world on the screen the only noise, but then Stiles turns around again. He doesn’t say anything, but Derek understands anyways and feeds Stiles. It makes him satisfied in a way he’s both thrilled and concerned about, which basically sums up his life. But in this moment he focuses on Stiles, and the intimacy of their trust, the way Stiles allows him to provide for him. The way Stiles trusts him with these small things, and when it matters, with the big things. Like Stiles’ life.
This time, a murmur kick starts between the betas. Mainly Isaac and Erica, who are trying to tamp down their curiosity but are unable to do so. Boyd isn’t into the gossip, but Derek sees him watching them a couple of times.
On the other hand, he can smell Scott silently fuming, and Allison’s gentle scraping along his scalp, his arms. Trying to control him. Anchoring him. Derek smirks, unable to help the way his chest expands with possessive pride.
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It’s clear they were both thinking the same thing: That Maggie thought Stiles is young, sure, but in his early 20’s. On the other hand, Derek’s fully grown beard makes him look like he’s in his early to late 40’s, and it doesn’t help that he has a few grey hairs in his beard.
Maggie takes the cards and her eyebrows touches her hairline. She says, suddenly animatedly sorry now, “You’re 20, and he’s older but he’s only 26. I’m so sorry.”
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- Part 3 of Sterek Bingo '23 - '24
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He turns his hand—
It’s not bare, anymore. His wrist — it has a name.
His soulmate’s name.
He stares. And stares and stares because what the hell. This has to be a joke, right?
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- Part 2 of Sterek Bingo '23 - '24
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“And they just kept coming, and we were losing. But then he came. Derek. Fangs bared. Eyes red.”
Laura stops breathing. “Red?”
“Alpha, my Alpha,” Stiles chants, reverence in his tone, and like he’s been called by it, Derek emerges from the forest, his white t-shirt riddled with bullet holes and arrow-tip grazes, the rest of him drenched in blood that makes Laura’s run cold.
Her baby brother looks straight at her when he says, “It’s not mine. Mostly. I’ll heal.” He says it off-handedly, like it’s no matter. Like him fighting, and winning, and burning a human being alive is just a Thing he does.
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Stiles licks his lips, and he must imagine Derek’s eyes tracking the movement.
“I can’t ask you what’s bothering you, and now I can’t text you either?”
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His cheeks color with embarrassment. “Alright! We are both idiots. Got it.”
“Truly made for each other.” Derek again uses Stiles’ hand to pull him forward, right until Stiles sits on Derek’s lap. Again.
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“Who said I’m fucking you?”
Stiles’ open mouth made no sound as he processed the words.
Derek continued, “You’re a champ at swallowing my cock up like a good little slut, your greedy hole always ready to milk me, but I’m craving something different today.”
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And then, after that, there’s the first dance. There’s the open dance floor and little kids asking Derek sweetly if he’ll dance with them. He’s their favorite, and it’s adorable, and Stiles takes a thousand pictures.
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Inspired by "Apocalypse" by Cigarettes After Sex.
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“Stiles, kiss me if I’m wrong, but Dinosaurs still exist, right?”
Stiles’ hand spasms on top of the keyboard.
He waits for the punchline to come.
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“You’re such a brat.” Derek means it, more than means it, eyes still red, and oh, here it comes. His right hand wraps around Stiles’ neck, left hand on the other side of Stiles’ head, and they’re a breath apart, so close. “Do you know what happens to brats, Stiles?”
He has an idea. But he says, “No.”
Derek grins, feral. “I’m going to teach you, then.”
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John decides there and then — on their wedding, he’ll be telling this story.
(and he does)
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- Part 1 of Sterek Bingo '23 - '24
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The genie smiles, teeth and all. She has vampiric teeth, except all her teeth are long-fanged. “You are each other’s.”
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“Oh, before I forget,” the man says, and Stiles opens his eyes to see the man bend down, pick something up, and stand straight again. It takes a moment for him to realize what the man picked up. Long enough that the man explains, “A tomato. You dropped this one too.”
“That was your fault, by the way.”
“Yours too. You weren’t looking where you were going.” Stiles can’t deny that… though it begs the question…
“And what were you doing?”
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A fic where Stiles loves tomatoes, hates NY (not really tho), hates the snow, and loves and the stranger (Derek) who makes him drop his groceries and backpack.
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Reviewed as: Drunk Stiles, humour, a touch of angst and a happy ending? *Chef’s kiss* perfection!
(this is a birthday fic for a friend! <3)