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    Stiles starts bringing drumsticks to Pack gatherings, sitting himself on the edge of the group to tap out maddening rhythms on his knees as the werewolves train. The first time he’d pulled them out, spinning one stick in a showy twirl between his fingers, Derek had actually staggered a little, missed a basic move, and ended up on his back blinking up at fucking Jackson, of all people.

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    27 Jun 2017

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    The kissing. That’s important, very important. Not that the homicidal lycanthrope dragging him through dirt and fallen leaves isn’t important, but the kiss that follows? The path to this monumental push of lips on lips began even before this ill-fated venture to the Hale house.

    The douchebag manhandling him through the forest, hand clamped tight around Stiles’s throat to keep him from screaming, is just a bonus.

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    26 Jun 2017

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    Stiles is no guardian angel. In fact, as an incubus, he's pretty far from it. But still, it seems he's always there at the right place and the right time to be the protector that Derek didn't even know he needed.

    (An alternate timeline where Stiles prevents the Hale fire, and returns to Beacon Hills years later when someone's performing three-fold ritualistic killings.)

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    22 Jun 2017

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    It's all very simple really; Derek wasn't supposed to be home. See, when Stiles promised his best friend, his brother, his literal best man, that he would bake 72 cupcakes for Anna Victoria's fourth birthday he fucking meant it. He meant it because his alternate plan was to spend Thursday in a funk over Derek being away and surrounded by born wolves with communal living spaces and no sense of the need to use clothing.

    And then those plans changed.

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    Kitchen sex is a joy.

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    30 May 2017

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    One of Stiles' favorite things about life is Derek Hale's food blog. He never expects to meet the man in person.

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    “Derek,” he says again, and the name feels very strange on his tongue. “You don’t mean Derek Hale.”

    His professor’s eyebrows reach up, eyes widening. “You read his blog?”

    "Uh. Worship. Would be a better more descriptive word. That is Derek Hale?"

    Jimmy chuckles. "Good-looking guy, huh?"

    "You mean to tell me the Food Network hasn't snatched him up to dethrone everyone else from daytime TV."

    Jimmy smiles a small private smile. "I don't think TV is his medium."

    Stiles raises an eyebrow. "Shy?"

    The man laughs heartily at that. "No, I wouldn't say that. He just has particular forms of expression, like eyebrows and chili powder."

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