When Derek declared his intentions to renovate the Hale house, no one was more enthusiastic and willing to help than Stiles. Derek knew right away that Stiles on a construction site could only end in a disaster…and probably a trip to the hospital.
He wasn’t exactly wrong, although there is less blood and mayhem that he would have thought in the end.
For HairyBean who wanted a fic with some wet!Stiles
“Need I remind you of Jennifer? Kate?” Stiles says. “Or Matt. I totally saw the evilness in Matt, like I see the evilness in Emma now.”
“She’s a kindergarten teacher. She works with toddlers. Evil people don’t willingly choose to work with babies.”
“Unless they’re trying to raise them to their full evil potential. Or eat them.”
“Derek’s girlfriend is not eating babies, Stiles,” Scott reprimands.
Hunter!Stiles accidentally hits a wolf with his car and can't bear to leave him in the road to die. It's not till he gets the wolf home that he sees its eyes glow red...
Even everyday roadkill is upsetting, but this thing… Moments ago it was probably a majestic beast, and now it’s a mangled pile of soon-to-be rotting flesh. He presses a shaking hand to the only part of its chest left intact, not even thinking about whether it'll give him rabies or some other awful disease.
He’s about to pull back when something even crazier happens.
He realizes the wolf is breathing.
Stiles leaves Beacon Hills at the end of Sophomore year. He's been abandoned by the pack, scarred by the hunters, and carries the equivalent of a volcano of magic inside him. Needless to say, his life sucks. But when Stiles comes back to Beacon Hills, over a year later and with a new persona, he isn't the same powerless human the pack remembers. And when demons threaten Beacon Hills, he proves to everyone that sarcasm isn't his only defence.
*Currently under Construction- I'm editing the earlier chapters bit by bit, though the overall content will not change. Thanks for checking out this story!*
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19 Nov 2017
Derek is too big, and strong, and a werewolf. He knows perfectly well what men are and aren’t allowed to be.
Stiles would beg to differ.
In which there are pretty boys, flowers, panties, glitter, and Stiles gives a heartfelt fuck you to the concept of toxic masculinity.
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10 Nov 2017