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    “You smell like me,” the guy says, scowling as he crowds in and Stiles staggers back between the coats and finally hits the wall. “Why do you smell like me?”

    He barely lets out a garbled sound as the blood rushes to his cheeks. “No reason,” Stiles yelps, struggling to get his footing and grasping at a whirlwind of puffy fur.

     

    Or the one where Stiles goes thrift shopping and steals an alpha's shirt. And gets a lot more than he bargains for.

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    13 Aug 2018

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    Alone and away from his pack on an international business trip, Derek finds company in a local omega. He didn't realize that Stiles' desperation--and the outdated laws of his country--would turn their one night stand into so much more.

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    12 Aug 2018

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    Stiles makes the mistake of taking Derek’s sword and now the grumpy werewolf seems determined to stop him from stealing and landing himself in jail.

    Stiles is not pleased. He’s also starving.

    (Or the one in which Derek has good intentions, but little understanding of how Dragon biology works. He just wants the cute mole-speckled kid to be safe).
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    “Five meals, Scott. Derek Hale has stopped me from eating five meals. I can’t believe he’s really trying to kill me over stealing his sword. That’s so petty of him. It isn’t like I meant to steal it,” Stiles complains.

    “You kind of did mean to, dude,” Scott adds unhelpfully.

    “But you don’t understand, Scott. It-”

    “Just smelled so good? I know, you’ve said that like fifty times over the past two weeks,” Scott says.

    “This is the equivalent of him stealing my lunch money, right? Thanks to him, I didn’t have a meal this week. Or last week! He’s a bully, is what he is. A nice smelling, douchebag of a bully.”

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    11 Aug 2018

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    “Derek,” Stiles whispers, licking his lips and trying again when Derek doesn’t react. A little louder this time, he mumbles, “Derek.”

    Derek’s head whips up from where he sits on his horse in the corner, waiting for the green knight to complete the new obstacle course. Derek’s eyes squint as he searches the red stands, stopping once they find him.

    “Hey, Big Guy, I’m in a bit of trouble,” Stiles says softly, eyeing the roaming hunters warily, “three men just snuck in. They chased me the entire way here and…uh, they’re dragon hunters.”

    (Or, Stiles just wants to see his boyfriend perform in the Medieval Times show and not die before he’s reached old age, but hunters have another idea).

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    Stiles hasn’t seen Derek Hale this close up for over a decade. He looks almost exactly the same, except somehow he seems even bigger and broodier—criminally handsome, with soft-looking dark scruff, heavy brows, light hazel eyes. His gaze zeros in on Stiles almost immediately, and his scowl lightens minutely in what looks like surprise.

    Stiles is acutely aware that he has melted butter and cinnamon all over his face, and tries to surreptitiously wipe it with the ends of his sweater-sleeve.

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    The a/b/o bakery au with feelings

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    10 Aug 2018