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Actions Speak Louder than Words by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
21 Jan 2020
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“I apologize.” The cop finally looked back up at his face, seeming thrilled. “It’s just—it’s been so long. And we finally have you.”
That was a bad word. Not found.
Have.
Stiles wrenched his hand free and took a step back, but before he could even think up a gameplan, he felt a prick in his neck and jerked away, reaching up to slap one hand against it and twisting in the same moment.
One of the others had come up behind him while he hadn’t been paying attention, and his vision began to swim even as his eyes caught sight of the half-empty syringe the guy was holding.
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29 Oct 2025
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“Stiles,” Deaton’s soft voice said, much closer than he’d been anticipating. It made him jump. “I’m going to put something on you, all right?”
“Can you scratch my nose first? Seriously, you guys are torturing me, here. This is legitimate torture. Do you know how long you left me here alone like this with nothing to do? I can’t be left alone with nothing to do, my brain goes crazy, and I start thinking dangerous things, like setting my jeep on fire for the insurance to buy a new car—which, by the way, I would never do because I love my jeep—and also what it would be like to take a shot off Derek’s extremely sculpted abdomen.”
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- Part 3 of Sterek A-Z Challenge
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24 Oct 2025
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“Stiles?” Derek asked, sounding concerned.
“We need to call the pack,” Stiles said quietly.
“Why?”
“Because dad was wrong.” Stiles clenched his hand more tightly around his phone. “Dad was wrong about this not being Supernatural.”
And Stiles knew he was wrong, because he was staring down at a picture of Alyssa Campbell, with her long dark hair, her almond-shaped eyes, her high cheekbones, and that one little beauty mark down by the right side of her lower lip.
He was staring at the same person he’d been dreaming about for days.
And that dream had started before he even knew anyone was missing.
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24 Oct 2025
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Derek often showed up in his room—at least he used the fucking door now that he knew where the spare key was hidden—and he couldn’t escape people in general in the Jeep since they could see him through the window. His dad was home, and when he wasn’t, there was always the risk of other people showing up.
His bathroom, on the other hand? No, his bathroom was a small room with no window in the middle of the house with a lockable door and no judgement. He could sit in the bathroom for hours, and no one would question it. Was he watching porn on his phone and jerking off? Was he taking a massive dump? Did he have constipation? Was he stitching up the millionth injury of the month in private? Who knew? No one but Stiles!
The locked door at his back felt like a safety net for him sometimes. In the bathroom, he didn’t have to pretend. He didn’t have to smile and wave people’s words off, insist he was fine, laugh and act like everything was okay. In the bathroom, he was allowed to sit on the floor, his expression tight, and his body falling apart on him.
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23 Oct 2025
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Stiles buys Derek a set of cooking spoons. Derek retaliates with lunch.
The war begins.
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13 Oct 2025