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let me explain by jilliancares
Fandoms: Deadpool - All Media Types, Spider-Man - All Media Types
12 Jan 2022
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Wade scoffs, shaking his head and elbowing Peter in the side. “Sure,” he says, sarcastic. “That’s why your spidey-sense doesn’t see me.”
Peter’s on the verge of laughing, wanting to join Wade in his amusement, but he freezes. His entire body goes still. He finds himself staring at a roof three buildings over, not even looking at anything. Two blocks away, a car alarm finally shuts off.
“I never told you that,” Peter says, the realization startling him.
Or: Peter's starting to realize just how much Wade knows about him.
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When Stiles first saw the man sitting on the dock fishing with his bare hands, he would've never known that he'd end up dying for him.
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The story of how a curious serpentine who lived in a lake and a killer werewolf with blood-stained hands fell in love.
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There’s a tall figure standing just inside the doorway, covered head to toe in melting snow.
They are layered up so heavily that Derek wants to laugh for a second. Just for a second though, he wouldn’t want to encourage too much frivolity, save anyone not take him seriously enough.
He’s a pillar of the community, he has a reputation to uphold. He settles for one faintly amused raised eyebrow.
Deep, intelligent, golden brown eyes peek out from a tiny gap remaining in the person’s general facial area, from where a bright red scarf is wrapped up so high it’s covering their nose, and a garish yellow Pikachu bobble hat is pulled down right over their eyebrows.
They look completely and utterly ridiculous.
Also, deep, intelligent, golden brown eyes is an absolutely unnecessarily detailed way to describe a stranger’s features. Derek checks himself. He shakes his head. The exhaustion is making him delirious, clearly.
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La prima cosa che Stiles pensa quando apre la porta è che non è il suo compleanno, ma qualcuno gli ha mandato una specie di spogliarellista poliziotto.
Questa è soltanto una traduzione tutti i diritti vanno a: https://archiveofourown.org/users/thehoyden/profile
Link storia originale: https://archiveofourown.org/works/399194 -
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He hadn’t meant to. Hadn’t wanted this. Not in front of him.
The brush rustled. Heavy paws padded closer, steady and sure.
His wolf was coming.
Stiles’ whole body locked, frozen with terror.
The brush rustled. Heavy paws crunched the undergrowth, and then wolf padded into view.
Stiles’ whole body locked, muscles seizing like a cornered rabbit. His breath came sharp and shallow.
"Oh God. Oh no. He’s going to see. He’s going to see, and this is it—"...Or
What if Stiles was a werefox? And what if he runs into a fully shifted Derek Hale in the middle of the woods under a full moon?
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There’s not many reasons a teenage boy would find himself running around in the middle of a forest (preserve, whatever) looking for half a dead body. Probably, maybe. But either way, Stiles is lost now and he’s pretty sure he’s been hearing twigs snapping every few minutes. Not a very good sign.
Fortunately (or unfortunately. Depending on how this works out for him in the end) he DOESNT find a dead body in the woods.
That doesn’t mean he doesn’t find something else though.
(Or season 1 rewrite after I binge read a bunch of magic!Stiles fics)
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- Part 1 of White fox
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The darkness of a ship’s hold is not an absence of light — it is a substance. Thick, viscous, like black oil seeping through rotting planks and settling into lungs and bones. Derek Hale lies chained in that darkness, his body weakened by wolfsbane, his senses flayed raw by the relentless presence of the sea — an element forbidden to werewolves, invasive and maddening.
The hunters who captured him bring a new prize aboard.
Something pale and wrong.
Something with rubies set into its eyes and a cold that reeks of the abyss.They call it a trophy.
They call it a thing.For Derek, it becomes a reason to survive.
In a filthy cell, between injections of poison and the distorted roar of the ocean pressing in from all sides, a desperate pact is forged between a land-bound alpha and a creature born of the depths. A fragile, wordless alliance shaped by pain, proximity, and the shared instinct to endure.
Because the true danger is not the captivity.
It is not the hunters.It is what they begin to become when survival demands trust.
And it is the impossible secret the ocean has dragged to the surface — wrapped in rags, breathing softly, and destined to change everything. -
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The Sheriff slams a gun on the dining table, “What are your intentions with my son?”
Stiles violently spits his water out, coughing instantly from the sheer disbelief.OR
The one where a reluctant Stiles Stilinski goes to a very intimidating delinquent Derek Hale for help when he’s finally fed up with being picked on by Jackson’s shitty gang of wannabe jocks.
Naturally, as things tend to go for Stiles, he doesn’t have much of a fun time.
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Stiles has settled into a quiet life at the Seattle FBI field office, where he spends some of his days giving talks and mentoring students.
One of those students, Eli, is curious, clever, and strangely familiar - though Stiles can't figure out why
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It was a short twenty-minute ride, and then Stiles was stepping out onto the driveway of his childhood home.
“You got a new roof,” Stiles said, eyebrows rising as he took in the fresh shingles.
“Yeah,” his father grunted, wrenching Stiles’ luggage out of the trunk. “Tree landed on the house last year. I thought I told you?”
Stiles hurried over, reaching for his bags—only for his hand to get smacked away.
“I got it,” his father said firmly, like the idea of Stiles carrying his own luggage was some kind of insult.
Stiles rolled his eyes and shoved his hands into his pockets.
“Yeah, I think I remember now. Scott helped you fix it, didn’t he?”
Noah’s face brightened. “He did. Boy’s really made a good company for himself. Had to fight him to let me pay.”
Stiles’ smile slipped, memories settling heavy in his stomach.
They walked up the driveway. Stiles’ gaze drifted toward the garage, a thought sparking.
“Hey, Dad,” he said, scanning the driveway. “Where’s my baby Roscoe?”
Noah’s expression pinched. Uncomfortable. Guilty.
“About that…"
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Derek and Stiles learn more about each other and Stiles finds out first hand how Derek reacts when someone threatens what's his.
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- Part 2 of Mafia AU - Collateral Hearts
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Derek prowled through the pack’s territory, his movements slow and methodical as he marked the trees lining the border. The scent of his claim lingered in the crisp night air, a silent warning to any who dared trespass. The neighboring packs knew better than to encroach on Hale land, so his patrols were usually uneventful—save for the occasional lone wolf foolish enough to test their luck.
Nose to the ground, Derek inhaled deeply, the damp earth and crushed grass filling his lungs. He swept forward, the tickle of blades against his snout barely registering—until something new curled into his senses.
Sweet.
His ears flicked forward, body going still as he took another deep pull of air. The scent was intoxicating, a cloying heat laced with something sharp and distinctly fox. An omega in heat.
Derek’s mouth parted slightly, his tongue running over his lips as he tracked the scent. He’d never been drawn to a fox before—usually, their scent barely registered. But this one? This one called to him. Urged him forward like a force of nature.
He followed the twisting, erratic trail, weaving through the underbrush with effortless grace. The omega was either playing or completely lost.
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it's not a bad thing (to fall in love) by EvanesDust for flemoncake
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
06 Sep 2021
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After his mom died, Stiles watched as the grief tore his father apart. From that moment on, he vowed to never fall in love. When his high school girlfriend started talking about marriage, Stiles freaked out and tried to break up with her. She refused to accept that they were over until Stiles finally blurted out that he was gay. Years later, his little white lie bites him in the ass when she invites him and his boyfriend to her wedding.
Enter Derek, who reluctantly agrees to pretend to date him and ends up giving Stiles a hell of a lot more than he bargained for.
This is a human AU where the Hale fire never happened, Stiles and Laura are best friends, and Stiles and Derek go from fake boyfriends to friends-with-benefits who fall in love all because #therewasonlyonebed.
This fic is an adaptation of Fake Out by Eden Finley.
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- Part 15 of AU: FIRST MEETINGS
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Beta (unpresented) Prince Stiles, is sent to Beacon, as he betrothed to Princess Cora of Beacon, believing himself to be an Beta. He meets Prince Derek and presents as an Omega, shifting everything before him.
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'Who I am doesn't matter.
There will be no further explanation.
I am everywhere'The Spak Movement had taken New York City over by storm. And it was Stiles' best kept secret. Call him crazy, but Stiles loved riding the subway. He could enjoy his favorite podcasts and get started on his... special projects. Stiles had never felt the need to reveal himself to the world. The thrill of nearly getting caught was what made the Movement so much fun.
But what if he could let someone in on the secret? The cute guy with the most gorgeous cheekbones Stiles had ever had the pleasure of sketching seemed like the perfect candidate.
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Things aren’t exactly going Stiles’ way. With all the bad things that have happened in BH, Stiles seeks refuge with the only person Stiles truly trusts. Derek.
Stiles left everything behind, finding shelter in Derek’s home in a small town away from everyone. In a mix of bottled up feelings, lust and traumatizing pasts, they find peace in each other.Set after season 5A - My take on their 'Sterek' happy ending
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But, even if Derek grew some balls and finally made a move, and him and Stiles actually got together, Derek wouldn't be fucking Stiles up the ass.
He means he could if Stiles really wanted him to, but Derek doubts it would be all that pleasurable for him.
Because Stiles might be a boy from the torso up.
But downwards he's female.
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Also known as the friends to lovers high school au that features Stiles magically having female reproductive organs due to Spark Magic, yet still being a guy
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Stiles' bedroom tells the whole story: scattered chip bags, empty cans of soda, the muted starting menu for a video game. Next to Stiles is an xbox controller.
Derek grits his teeth. Fucking brat. "Stiles," he barks out, taking a step forward. Stiles snorts in his sleep, but otherwise doesn't respond. Derek crosses the room and grabs Stiles' shoulder. He shakes the bratty fucker, and says, "Wake up, Stilinski."
Stiles' eyes snap open. "What the -" he starts, staring up at Derek with clear alarm. "Mr. Hale?"
"You're late," Derek growls out.
"So you break into my house?" Stiles scoots up the bed. He's the picture of teenage petulance, all pursed lips and narrowed eyes. "That's fucked up."
It is fucked up. Derek sidesteps that particular detail and says, "Get dressed. You're going to school."
"Pass," Stiles sneers. "I'm sick, can't you see?" He coughs into his hand a few times. "So feel free to let yourself out."
"You have no doctor's excuse, and you look fine. This is your third tardy this week. Get up, now."
Stiles lifts his chin defiantly. "Make me."
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In which Derek is an attendance officer at Beacon Hills High School and out of patience for Stiles' truancy.
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Scott held up his hands in defense. "Okay, okay! Chill. The pack's just... concerned."
“Concerned,” Derek repeated, voice flat and deeply unimpressed.
Scott winced, his smile cracking. “Yeah. Uh. You kinda made Isaac cry yesterday. Over sparring techniques. And Lydia said she’s not coming back until you get laid.”
Derek froze. His entire body went stiff like someone had poured cement down his spine.
“We’re just wondering,” Scott said, painfully casual, “when the last time was that you had some fun. And if, like… you needed help finding someone?”
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There wasn’t a single moment when they weren’t touching. They didn’t notice anyone — obsessed with each other, they were blind to all jealousy. The circle of one another’s arms encapsulated their world.
Close, tight, inseparable. They didn’t care if someone watched them, both lost in each other, entrapped.
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- Part 3 of Prompts