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“Sean Cornett,” Stiles looks down at the mess around him. An apartment in disarray, his father is talking- he knows that but it’s hard to focus on anything when Derek is two feet away- eyebrows drawn together and expression thoughtful.
Dear god, those thighs as he crouches- that ass-
“Stiles!” His father snaps and he looks into the stormy eyes of the man that raised him. “This is a murder scene son,” he says darkly and Stiles resists the urge to mock him. It’s Beacon Hills, most crimes are murders. “Stop objectifying my deputy and do your job-“
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07 Sep 2026
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Stiles is severely injured by a rogue chimera whose toxin permanently alters human scent signatures, making him smell like vulnerable, unbonded prey to surrounding predators. Derek’s wolf acts on pure, territorial instinct: before Stiles even wakes up in the loft, Derek has thoroughly scent-marked him by sleeping alongside him, rubbing his jaw line against Stiles' neck, and drenching him in Alpha scent to ward off threats. When Stiles wakes up, he smells entirely of Derek—and every werewolf in Beacon Hills instantly backs off, submitting to a territorial mark they assume is official.
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07 Sep 2026
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He has no idea what you're supposed to say when you find one of your...werewolf acquaintances, completely out of their mind, growling like they're about to see what your insides taste like. There's no handbook for this. Stiles is thinking that if he survives he might write one.
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is this a dream (or is it my lesson?) by Melpomene (Aconitehart)
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
20 Oct 2025
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"I can save you from this," Derek says. As he kneels down in front of Stiles, colour returns to the faded water. It spreads, slowly, up the creek bed and towards the forest. Life returning.
"I don't -"
Derek cups his cheek, and warmth blooms from that simple contact, chasing away the icy cold within him. "All you have to do is say yes."
He opens his mouth to refuse, but Derek leans in suddenly. Their noses brush and Stiles' eyes flutter closed. He can't help but tip his chin up, begging for something he's never had before. "Derek," he whispers, longing burning within him as their lips touch.
"Humans are like moths," Derek murmurs. "Always chasing after the lights in the forest. You want to be hunted, deep down. You want this."
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In which Derek is a forest god determined to make Stiles his.
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05 Sep 2026
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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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