Sterek the good stuff
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Halfway through his interaction with Stiles, Derek realized his head was throbbing and he was clenching his jaw so tightly his teeth ached. His fangs threatened to drop, and he was still struggling for control after Stiles had disappeared into the sheriff’s office.
Derek didn’t stop struggling even after Stiles walked past his desk ten minutes later, saluted, and left the building. Not until long after his scent had faded.
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In which Stiles unknowingly triggers a phantom alpha heat in Derek and then offers to help him through it. Against Derek’s better judgment, he accepts.
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- Part 1 of Phantom
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as·sume
/əˈso͞om/
verb
suppose to be the case, without proof.Derek makes assumptions. Unfortunately, he is wrong.
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- Part 16 of AU: FIRST MEETINGS
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Blame it all on a rush of blood to the head by Gorgeousgreymatter for wolfflock, jacyevans
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
06 Jun 2021
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Stiles has recently been practicing an incredibly useful little trick kind of akin to a cloaking spell. When he uses it, not even the wolves with their annoyingly nosy super-senses can find him. So far, his experiments with it have not only been informative but also incredibly entertaining.
Because it was more than a little bit satisfying to pop in out of nowhere and give the pack just a little taste of all the near-heart attacks Stiles has suffered over the years from all their dramatic werewolf spontaneous entrances and exits, disappearances and reappearances.
Plus, Scott totally screams like a girl and now Stiles isn’t the only one who knows (appearing from behind the shower curtain right as Scott was about to climb in had accomplished that).
The only person he could never seem to get the jump on was Derek.
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“Hey, Sourwolf”, the stranger smiled.
His plush bottom lip was pierced and so was one of his ears. The smile itself was easy, confident. His hair was still messy but rather in a ‘just got lucky’ way instead of ‘gone through a research binge and haven’t slept in a while’. There was no graphic tee, no plaid – he wore a simple white t-shirt, pointedly stretched across his shoulders, and his dark jeans were hugging a pair of strong thighs. He was taller. And broader. His scent was different – gone was the sweet and innocent smell of a teenage boy, gone was almost everything Derek had ever smelled on him. Faint traces of the Nogitsune’s darkness and the ozone promise of more than what-meets-the-eye were of the few notes that remained. The rest… was fog and danger, capability and newfound confidence, a bittersweet tang of something like acceptance of what he was and understanding of everything that came with it. -
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“How long do you think I have to live?” Stiles whispered urgently.
“Ten,” Derek’s voice said, his voice lethally composed.
Stiles jumped and turned to see him standing at the top of the spiral staircase. “Ten what?”
“Nine,” Derek replied.
“You should probably run,” Erica advised.
[or: Stiles scratches Derek's Camaro and it leads to an impromptu run for his life through the Preserve - but it ends with him pinned to Derek's mattress, so Stiles calls it a win]
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