dataripomdy
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- Teen Wolf (TV) (1)
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Eight years ago, Gerard Argent hit Paige with his car and abandoned her in the pavement.
Eight years ago, Paige stayed quadriplegic after the accident, and begged his boyfriend to have mercy on her and put her out of her misery, because she didn´t want to live like that.
Eight years ago, Derek Hale went to jail for killing his girlfriend.Now, it´s time for the revenge he´s been planning for the last eight years.
He has thought about every single detail.Except Stiles.
Stiles was not in his plans.
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Found this tumblr prompt "Person A trying to log into Person B’s computer (can be any reason). After trying multiple passwords, Person A finally takes a crazy chance and types in their own name. It works." and went with it
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14 Aug 2018
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There was no way. No fucking way!
He motioned the door with one hand, pointing at it almost hesitantly. “You live here?”
“Yeah.” Stiles smiled up at him, but it faded at the look he saw on Derek’s face. Derek didn’t even know what his face looked like, but he was sure it was horrible.
“Right here?” he asked, wanting confirmation. “In this unit? Are you sure?”
Stiles gave him a weird look. “Yeah, I’m sure, why are you oh my God!” he blurted out, eyes widening while he gaped up at Derek. “Oh my God, you’re my roommate! We’re roommates! You’re the person I’m living with! It’s you!”
(SNYE - January 15th - Roommates)
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- Part 15 of Sterek New Year's Extravaganza
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13 Aug 2018
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Okay, so it was the kind of idea he would’ve vetoed had he not been three shots into their night on cheap tequila. It was still a plan, and one that he hoped Stiles’ dick would thank him for.
“What if I hook you up with a friend of mine? He’s a dude, but like, women aren’t seeming to do it for you and I guarantee he knows what he’s doing.”
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13 Aug 2018
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“It’s not your job to monitor my dating life. I will tell Laura. I will.”
“She’d agree that someone’s got to look out for you,” Derek huffs, like he’s doing Stiles a favour. A goddamn favour.
“The days of you controlling my dating life are over.” Stiles is seething.
“We’ll see about that.” Derek’s got that infuriatingly hot smirk on his face, Stiles can hear it.
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12 Aug 2018
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Stiles slumps further down on the sofa. A documentary plays out in front of him - enough bullying on the subject and Derek finally joined the twenty-first century and subscribed to Netflix - but he's not paying it much attention.
"Feet." It's accompanied by a whack across his shins, and he groans, throws one hand over his eyes and reluctantly pulls his legs up. A weight settles at the other end of the sofa, picks his feet up, and straightens his legs again.
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12 Aug 2018