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Derek didn't believe in much.
He didn't believe in luck or miracles. The only thing that he even considered to be luck or something of a miracle, was coincidence and even then, that was a stretch.
Things that he did believe in however, were far and between but were cherished wholeheartedly by him; his sister Laura, his friends and his boyfriend, Stiles.
But right now, at this very second, he also believed he was going to die.
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How could two random girls move into Beacon Hills and change everything so drastically?
Keep him distracted.
Bekkah smiled up at his tall figure as Andrea’s unspoken words echoed in her head and in a blink had out her claws and fangs. Derek crouched waiting for the attack. Bekkah started to stalk him, her body was low to the ground, and her ears were pointed, waiting for any sudden sounds. Her ear flicked and Derek was attacked from behind, claws digging into his back.
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Стайлз оказывается у дверей больницы утром после ночи полной луны, окровавленный и с глубоким порезом на левом боку. У него сильная потеря крови, он с трудом находится в сознании и отказывается рассказывать, что произошло. Ни назначенному больницей психологу, ни отцу. Ни даже своей стае.
Круг подозреваемых крайне узок. Только семь человек было в лесу со Стайлзом той ночью: Дерек, Скотт, Бойд, Эрика, Айзек, Джексон и Эллисон. И у всех них собственный взгляд на произошедшие события. -
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Выполнено по заявке на дайрях:
Дерек/Стайлз. AU продолжение исполнения http://teen-wolf-fest.diary.ru/p178986660.htm
Через год после описанных действий Стайлз воскресает (кто еще, как, зачем и почему на усмотрение автора). Для жителей Бейкон-хиллс Стайлз не умирал. Только оборотни, охотники и шериф помнят, что произошло. -
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Stiles never thought fairies would be his down fall. Now Stiles is kind of forced to "haunt" his friends who can't see or hear him. It would be touching to know they missed him so much if he didn't have to watch them mourn. He's still hoping he isn't actually dead. No body no crime, right? Or something like that. It was a good sign if Stiles was quoting Psych. But while everyone slowly comes to accept Stiles is gone, Derek refuses to give up on him. It would be endearing if it wasn't so sad.
"Wait, Scott, no. I don't care if I'm dead or invisible or whatever I will not have your paws on my baby."
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On Friday, Derek kicked him out of the Pack.
On Saturday, he realized he was alone.
On Sunday, he was numb.
On Monday, he got angry. On Monday, he found magic.
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After being kicked out of the Pack, Stiles finds a strange magic shop that sells wishes. Feeling alone and weak, Stiles makes a wish to become stronger, so that no one will have to save him again. He gets magic but as payment he must go through the trails of collecting 53 magic Cards before they destroy the town. -
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― Co teraz? ― spytał tylko.
― Gorącą czekoladę ― odparł Stiles.
Dolna warga barmana zadrgała, ale sięgnął po kubek i składniki. Chwilę później ekspres wypluł z siebie błotnisty napój.
― Nie robisz z mlekiem? ― zawiódł się Stiles, ale i tak odebrał od niego kubek.
― Masz zaskakujący gust dotyczący napojów ― skomentował tylko Derek.
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Allison and Lydia have a sleepover. Allison can't stop over thinking things.
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It’s been six years since Stiles has been back in Beacon Hills for longer than a few weeks at a time. That doesn’t mean there wasn’t plenty of time for all the Beacon Hills bullshit to surface when he was home, it’s just been awhile since it’s been permanent.
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"You know, aftermath is the one kind of math I'm not well equipped to deal with."
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- Part 1 of 30 Day OTP Challenge
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It had been eight years since the pack grieved Stiles’ loss and split apart.
Now, a stranger arrives in Beacon Hills. A person that will change everything.
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"Dude. Is your Camaro humping my Jeep?"
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- Part 1 of Car Porn
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“And this is it?” he points at the first girl. “I saw you in first period, you barely bothered to catch any of the balls you were tossed. I’m pretty sure you spent more time on your cell.”
The girl rolls her eyes, and looks completely unashamed of the fact she had her phone out in class. Derek knows Finstock would have stepped on it.
“And you,” he points at the second girl, taller and with eyes that meet Derek’s coolly. “You can’t throw anything worth half a damn. And what are you,” he points at the boy, trying not to look him in the eye, and failing. “A hundred and fifty pounds wet?”
The boy smirks at him, and Derek looks resolutely away. He’s now desperately trying not to picture him wet.
"I can't work with this."
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Stiles figured his first year of college would involve lots of studying, friends, and warming the bench on the ball field. He never figured he would be thrown behind the plate to catch the legendary ace pitcher Derek Hale. Now Stiles is just trying to survive the season and figure out what Derek is hiding.
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- Part 1 of It All Comes Down To Us
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Prompt: “I want arrogant!Stiles and Derek shutting him down while they bake cookies.”
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Lydia just really needs a distraction, that's all.
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Revenge Loves Company; Death Loves A Shining Mark by Alannaa
Teen Wolf (TV), Johannes Cabal - Jonathan L. Howard
17 Jun 2013
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Stiles is a necromancer, a powerful one. He claims to prefer the company of the deceased, if only to protect himself from the suspicions and scorn of the public. Naturally, few know of his “talents,” but all can pick him out as the florist on the edge of town whom smells faintly of embalming fluid and chitters away vapidly to any who will listen.
Derek is a freshly-vested alpha werewolf with a young, upstart pack, and more baggage than most of the ghosts Stiles has met combined. He’s also got a strong interest in Stiles’ abilities; for dead men tell no tales, and Derek would rather have truths. About a lot of things.
They’re both rough-hided and barreling towards a collision. The question is what shape they’ll emerge in. -
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"I got you a job!" she squeaks, Derek can almost hear her smile. "You'll be babysitting for a friend of mine. He starts work at eight and his old babysitter quit yesterday. You're gonna move your lazy ass and drive to his house." she commands.