03_RunningWithWolves
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“To finding someone who makes you more yourself, not less. To choosing, not because it’s expected, but because it’s what you want.”
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They grew up clinging to each other in a house that promised nothing. Years later, Stiles dances in a cage and Derek’s about to get married.
Some stories don’t start with love. Some start when everything else has already fallen apart.
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04 Nov 2025
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Born into a world of the supernatural and forced to segregate himself and his human peers from the supernatural creatures that inhabit Beacon Hills, Stiles grew up with the belief that integration was the key to a better life, thanks to his mother’s social work. Of course, that belief is only furthered by the mate mark he bears of his mate’s first words to him, something only supernatural creatures and their occasional human mates are supposed to have. Desperate to find his mate and carry on his mother’s work after her death, Stiles does everything in his power to unite his town, even if that means enduring dinners with Derek Hale, who hates him and refuses to speak to him. After a terse interaction, Derek finally speaks and the two realize they’re mates. Well, surely Stiles can still get his happy ending. Right?
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30 Oct 2025
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The nymph was the best prey Derek had ever had — evading him at every turn, yet teasing within reach. Here, in the middle of the lake, between crumbling ruins of the naiad’s temple, with Stiles pressed against him, Derek could taste the life again. He was as close to peace as it got. If only he could satisfy the heat in his lower parts, to turn his head and seal his lips against Stiles’ smile, to sink into him and make love, long and sweet, all night ‘till morning… If he could wake each day to Stiles lying next to him, maybe, then his soul would settle.
But now, even while breathing the same air, Derek did not have him at all.
Still, he kept coming. Fixing things, bringing things, pulling Stiles close until he stopped resisting. All creatures yearned for warmth, and Stiles, with his transparent clothes clinging to his slender, wet body was not an exception.
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25 Oct 2025
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The snow under them both was soaked with Derek’s blood.
His whole life was bleeding out on his father’s lawn with every faint beat of Derek’s heart.
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Or, the Mafia AU where Derek suffers from amnesia and forgets being married to StilesBookmarked by 03_RunningWithWolves
10 Oct 2025
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“Stiles,” Scott says, but Stiles shushes him, and presses play.
Immediately, voices blare out of the tinny little speakers. The image is blurry at first, like the camera was being waved around, and then it clears up. Filling most of the frame is a table with about a hundred kids around it, all crowding a scrawny boy with jet black hair and a ten thousand watt smile.
Derek, Stiles thinks, although he’s barely recognizable. How could that be Derek Hale?
Or, Stiles finds a box of home videos in the burnt down Hale house. Things get complicated.
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07 Oct 2025