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"So, just tell me what type you are," Lydia said.
The girl had always been nosy.
Derek didn’t want to answer. But if he didn’t, he’d lose the little peace he had.
Hale’s eyes scanned the court as he pretended to think.
"An outgoing person. Kind of a nerdy freckled type. Not easily intimidated… our year. And… bright eyes." Derek saw the sunlight hitting the court. "Yeah… bright eyes."
He was hoping that would get Lydia off his back.
Then she let out a deep sigh.
"You totally have a thing for Paige."Or five times someone got it wrong about who Derek had a crush on, and one more that proved they were completely mistaken.
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06 Feb 2026
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When Stiles is kidnapped by witches, the pack is able to find the dead witches but no Stiles. The pack want to grieve and move on but Derek and John can’t stop looking until Stiles is found.
All their search yields in a small fox. A fox who Derek can’t help bonding with, that only helps bring him and John closer. But the Stiles shape hole still haunts them both.- Language:
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05 Feb 2026
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That Saturday he was particularly tense for a variety of reasons, mostly to do with his final semester at college, but the woman leaving Derek's loft when he arrived put him in a terrible mood. Her jasmine perfume still lingered in the living room, even Stiles could smell it.
"She was pretty," Stiles said, trying not to scrunch his nose at the smell of the woman's perfume.
"Do you want her number?"
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[Or: Stiles gets high with Derek and they finally realize the level of stupid they have been for years.]
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05 Feb 2026
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Derek couldn't talk about the fire. Even just thinking about it made him feel like his skin was getting peeled off. He buried his head into his knees, squeezing his eyes shut. He felt sick.
Someone sat down beside him. He assumed it was Laura, or maybe a deputy coming out to bring him inside. It was possible he had been out here for a while.
When he lifted his head, he was making eye contact with a child.
"Um." Derek said, lowering his feet back to the ground. "Who are you."
"I'm Mischief."
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05 Feb 2026
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“Anyway, one of the girls said Mia’s not in a hurry to get down the aisle and it’s got Danny feeling ten types of insecure. So he’s been coming to all of her shows lately, keeping a closer eye on her. And on all the hands in the bar.” They glance pointedly at Derek’s hands as they set his drink down in front of him.
“Don’t say that as if I’m a threat,” Derek says.
“Please,” Xay laughs, “you know you are. You know every guy in here who came to watch their partner on stage is trembling in fear that you’ll snatch up their queen with your stupidly hot cheekbones and your magic dick.”
Derek frowns slightly. “I don’t hit on people in relationships. I’m not an asshole.”
“No, you’re not. But sometimes you wish you were.”
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Derek has a thing for drag queens. And one queen in particular.
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31 Jan 2026