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"Hale & Daughters Funeral Home," Derek says dully.
"Oh ho! And which daughter are you?"
Derek casts his eyes up to the ceiling. It's going to be one of those calls.
(In which Derek is a bored secretary, Stiles is a baker who may or may not have ulterior motives, and there are entirely too many macaroons.)
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16 Feb 2025
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Something is seriously up with the captain of the lacrosse team. There's just no way Derek Hale is human.
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“I was wondering if you're even human. You move so quickly. I mean, it's ridiculously fast. No human should be able to move that fast, y'know? It's unfair for us. I mean, it's obvious you work out, and I don't, so that could be why, but like...I was just wondering if you were human, that's all.”“Stop talking, Stilinski, or I'll—”
“Put me on the bench all season?” Stiles asks knowing full well that Derek Hale can't threaten him with shit.
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06 Dec 2023
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And Derek was there, as if it was a simple twist of fate.
There were so many ways Stiles wanted to forgive Derek, but then he came to his senses.
He wouldn’t risk Charlotte’s safety for that hope–never again.
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26 Sep 2023
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“D clasped his fingers around the back of Stiles’s neck to steady himself and toy with the curls at the nape of his neck. Stiles was saying a little “Thank you” to the universe for his good fortune, revelling in the hot body grinding against him, when D’s husky voice took up the chorus:
“I don’t see nobody else.
‘Scuse me while I feel myself.
‘Scuse me while I feel myself.”D punctuated the chorus line by running his hand down the front of his own chest, over his stomach, and then grinding the heel of his hand against the fly of his jeans, letting out an almost inaudible gasp each time he literally touched himself.”
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29 Jan 2023