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At first, all of six years ago, it was because Stiles was seventeen. But then he was eighteen, and then nineteen, and then twenty when his jaw turned sharper, his eyes a little less bright-eyed, and he looked so handsome in his adulthood that Derek aches every time they meet for breakfast.
He should have said something then.
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From New York, with love by circa (stealthturtle) for princecharmingwinks
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
03 Dec 2020
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It's been eighteen months since they moved to Brooklyn and three months since they've moved out of it, and Manhattan hasn't been treating them any better.
The price tag on their new apartment had a disgusting amount of zeros in it, but Stiles had loved the sun room, and said the kitchen was "bitching" , and, really Derek would have gotten him the moon if he had asked him to.Or: A year in review, through the letters for the life they left behind, as told by Derek Hale
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The Final Cry in Bethlehem by circa (stealthturtle) for princecharmingwinks, Galaxy_Collector, Gorgeousgreymatter, KyraDragon, CallMeCurious, WhenAngelsFall
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
13 Sep 2020
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"Derek," Stiles spits out his name like it's blasphemous, tells him, "If you for a second think I won't follow you out there, then you don't fucking deserve this pack."
His breath rattles in his chest. "Maybe I don't."
"And that's where you're wrong," Stiles responds immediately, coiled tension shaking the vowels his mouth forms. "I'd take a bullet for you, I'd go into fire for you. I'd cut off your arm if it meant keeping you alive because you're my Alpha and you'd die for me even if it was some two-bit demon who asked you to."
"Without question."
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The five times they risk it all for each other out of loyalty, and the one time it was out of love.
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Catching Your Breath (in seven simple steps) by circa (stealthturtle)
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
26 Jul 2020
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It's the way Stiles slips out from the loft like a cheap fuck leaving before sunrise could damn him; the way they avoid each other's eyes at pack meetings and the constant thrice fold-showering before he could rub the smell of Derek out of his skin. But sometimes he feels like this is all he'll ever want to know: the thrill of being shoved in-between places like he's a well-kept secret, the constant precariousness of the line they're treading. He likes to think his heart was an acrobat, his sanity the balancing act.
And there is Derek, holding the other end of the tightrope that's keeping him afloat.
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Breathe out so I can breathe you in by circa (stealthturtle), Gorgeousgreymatter
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
05 Jul 2020
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There’s barely enough dry weed to make a particularly fat blunt fit for one werewolf and one kid with ADD. Stiles looks dumbly at his rolling paper in consideration of his predicament.
“Ever tried shotgunning?” Derek asks.
Stiles feels his throat constrict.
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A young Hermione Granger is sorted into Slytherin House alongside the King's nephew, Draco Malfoy.
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“Oh,” Stiles said, his voice coming out low and breathy, “fuck me.”
“I don’t think that’s on the syllabus, but we can check to see if there’s a spot open in any of his classes,” Scott said, grinning.
“This isn’t an actual professor, though,” Stiles insisted, unable to resist brushing his thumb over the sharp line of the man’s bearded jaw. He was laughing at something off-camera, the shot taken in three-quarters view, his coat collar casually rumpled and opened to reveal a sliver of a simple grey t-shirt. The whole thing was deliberately calculated to lend him a more accessible feel, and god help him, Stiles was falling for it.
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When Stiles signed up for Dr. Hale’s intro to history class, he had two goals: knock out the credits his advisor was bugging him to complete before he graduated, and spend a few hours a week daydreaming about his sexy professor’s salt and pepper beard.
Derek, a few months away from turning forty and not sure when his life had started feeling so damn lonely, had never encountered someone like Stiles before. Bright-eyed, sharp-tongued, determined to throw Derek’s carefully cultivated world into disarray…and absolutely the last person Derek should be falling in love with.