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Sir Elton John has admitted to having sex with a Russian spy on a hotel roof during a trip to the Soviet Union.

The 66-year-old singer believes that the KGB spy was planted in his entourage by the country's secret police at the height of the Cold War to follow his every move.

He says that after discovering that the man was a mole who worked for the Russian security agency, he slept with him to compromise him.

"I went to Russia in 1979 and I knew we were being watched all the time," John told the Observer.

"I had an interpreter that they'd clearly set up. I ended up having sex with him on the hotel roof."

John became the first Western popstar to perform behind the Iron Curtain when he took to the stage in St Petersburg, formerly Leningrad, in 1979.

In 1985, The Rocket man released Nikita, a song about a westerner who falls for a Berlin border guard. The track, which featured George Michael, was a worldwide hit.

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does anyone else remember when peoples talking point against asexuality being a queer identity was to make up a cisgender heterosexual but aromantic man who wanted to get in to all the lgbt society meetings or was that just an embarrassing thing people i knew did

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Look at me making a Sterek edit again. Unbelievable. 🙇🏻‍♂️

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Sneak peak into a new story I'm writing to post later this week.

Because Derek Hale had survived fire, knives, hunters, and heartbreak. But right now, Stiles Stilinski - the boy who didn’t see his own worth - was the most important fight he’d ever commit to winning.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/69763006

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Last night, Derek talked to some random guy for all of 10 minutes before hooking up with him and subsequently having the best sex of his life. They parted ways early the morning after, with a promise to meet again soon… They meet sooner than expected. Turns out the guy who made Derek see God three times in one night is Stiles Stilinski, his company’s newest hire. Derek is the CEO and Stiles is his employee. Because of course. He can be cool about this – he just needs to feign their ‘first’ meeting and be professional. Derek does not need to think about how less than 12 hours ago Stiles had his legs spread exactly like that but wrapped around his waist instead… Yeah. Maybe he can’t be cool about this.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you,” Derek says, faltering. “Believe me,” Stiles replies. “The pleasure’s all mine.”

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I like how everytime I try to get back into doing art after weeks of being busy. It's always Sterek that will drag me back.

Thought process is Stiles going on to work and saying bye to his mechanic hubby and adorable puppy.

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Hi love, do you have any recommendations on Tribe or Medieval sterek AUs? Plus points if there's courting rituals and matting bites :3

Hello! You can find the medieval au fic rec list here, and historical aus here. I love tribal aus, they got a certain charm to them, but there's not a lot (I have a work cut out for me heh)

When All the Pieces Fit by NARKOTIKA

"Does he even realize? With the cooking and cleaning andandand—now this fucking baby?" Isaac fumes. Said baby waves its fist in the air, and Stiles bends to haul him onto a hip. The baby babbles something and Stiles nods his head with complete seriousness, as if everything out of its mouth is perfectly sensible and coherent. Then the kid starts mouthing at Stiles' nipple through his dress and everyone goes dead silent. "I'm going to wife him so hard," Ethan announces, and they all break out into argument over who has the best chance at mating the boy in the river.

Strong Alpha, Strong Pups by Snare

Omegas are weak. Stiles is an Omega, but Stiles has magic. Stiles is strong. Stiles is strong, so Alpha needs to be stronger. Strong Alpha, strong pups.

A Crooked Way to Fly by andavs

“We can’t just leave him here to die.” “He’s an emissary, Scott.” Derek tried to make his tone empathetic, but Scott’s tendency to fight back on everything always grated on his nerves. “His pack is gone, he won’t survive more than a day or two either way.” “Then we should stay with him.” Derek sighed as he studied the man for a moment; he was too pale against the fur rim of his hood, almost grey from lying out in the snow, and his cloak was stained with dark dried blood around a protruding arrow shaft. It was unlikely he would even last the night. They would probably be able to carry on in the morning with little time lost, if any. It wasn’t a horrible idea, Derek decided reluctantly. They hadn’t been able to set up a real camp for a few weeks in the open foothills, and they were all on edge from sleeping in exposed areas. A defensible place to sleep would be good for them, even if they were surrounded by death. They would be able to give the pack proper burials, at the very least. “Fine. One night,” Derek relented, already moving away to check on Isaac. “He’s your responsibility.”

Guide Me Through The Storm by Nerdy_fangirl_57

Stiles wasn't afraid to say the forest was more of a home to him that the village grounds his tribe lived on. Ever since he was a child he'd always been pulled by the forest and over the years the pull had only become stronger and more insistent. However, it wasn't until he stumbled upon a naked man near a creek that he started to understand what the meaning behind the pull was.

Union by bythemoonlight

On the brink of war, the union between two strong packs is the only solution. The Stilinski pack is left with an omega heir and the Hale pack an alpha without a mate. Brought together as mates but ripped apart by a long war. They have to adjust to being back together after six long years.

Resistance 

How dare the wolf taste those lips, hold him, panting and soft, trembling and eager, so close to his chest? How dare he? Jordan could not move, even if he wanted to. The slick sounds of their kiss, of tongues sliding softly against one another, bitten-off moans, and muffled mewls interspersed with crackling fire — it was hell for him. Stiles was everything Jordan dreamed he would be in a moment like this — he moved just right, arched so beautifully, bared his throat, and grabbed the hand that pressed to his stomach, keeping it there. His smell seeped across the tent, sweeter than ever before and deadly because of it. Jordan’s eyes stung, his fists clenching the cold sheets. Yet, he could not even take a proper breath, for everything smelled of him. For three years, Jordan told himself to resist. Three years of catching Stiles only for the omega to seep from his fingers. Years without ever holding his waist like Jordan wanted to. A month was all it took for Stiles to give it to the wolf.

Then Us - Pt 1 by skyler_press

In a primal age, a pack of werewolves threatens Chief Stilinski's tribe. Desperate for help, he calls upon an old ally pack, the Hales. The Alpha, Derek Hale, is willing to help protect the Stilinski tribe in exchange for integrating pack and tribe. Chief Stilinski concedes, but at a high cost - his only son and heir.

Homo Erectus by ferretbaby

Based vaguely off the manga ‘Wild Rock’. Caveman fic (or early tribesmen if you want to be technical). Where Stiles from the Argent tribe is out one night hunting and is captured by the rival Hale tribe’s Hunter Derek, who decides to relieve Stiles of his burdensome virginity. Stiles is okay with this.

My Wolf by Dexterous_Sinistrous

“If he wants to mate Stiles, why not let him?” Jackson asked, ready to part with Stiles if need be. “Because if I did that, I’d be demoting Lydia,” Alpha Stilinski replied. “We don’t even know how good of a Beta he is,” Lydia countered, bristling some that her status was being challenged. “That’s because he’s not a Beta,” Alpha Stilinski stated. “He’s an Alpha.”

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whump Stiles my beloved. i always end up here.

abo historical AU where Stiles is married off young to a ruthless wealthy Alpha who basically treats him like shit and for a few years. Stiles lives a very harsh life until his husband dies suddenly.

Stiles not knowing much about what his Alpha husband did for a living and wasn’t really allowed to ask questions (his natural curious personality pretty much being beaten out of him either psychologically or physically or probably both 😭) but turns out his husband was involved in some shady shit and got himself killed (good riddance).

Stiles is left alone with nothing and his entire sense of self destroyed. His late husband leaves him with nothing because in his will it says Stiles should get nothing in case of death if an heir hasn’t been produced.

That’s another big blow because despite everything, Stiles had done everything to become pregnant. He endured his husband’s attentions and took his marital duties seriously even if it was mostly rooted in a sense of desperation and fear of his husband but he never once got pregnant not even after spending his heats with his husband and getting knotted which is believed infallible.

So he’s left destitute and feeling like he’s worthless.

The man who took care of his late husband’s affairs finds him a new Alpha to marry him off to.

Obviously it’s Derek.

Derek has his own stuff going on and would rather not have to take an Omega but he doesn’t really have a choice. He needs to secure his bloodline and stabilize the pack so after making some inquiries Stiles is found.

He thinks it’s a good thing that Stiles is a widow because that means he will know about married life and what it all entails but nope. Wrong answer forehead, Stiles is an absolute mess.

They get married the day they meet for the first time. Stiles is numb almost to the core but there’s undeniable fear starting to build inside of him. Derek is an impressive Alpha and to Stiles who’s been brutalized, he’s scary.

But almost immediately, Derek breaks Stiles’ preconceptions much to Stiles’ utter confusion. He’s gentle when he takes and holds his hand for the wedding ceremony. Their first kiss, after Derek places his ring on Stiles’ delicate finger, is soft and chaste.

It’s all so confusing to him that it almost overshadows the terror he feels about the wedding night.

He tells himself at least he isn’t a virgin this time around and has some knowledge of what will happen. He just needs to bear it. It’s easier to just stay still and let the Alpha do what he wants to do but despite telling himself that, the idea of his new husband taking him by force stays on his mind almost obsessively. He just doesn’t want it to hurt, he can stay still, his new husband doesn’t have to make it hurt.

By the time that he’s taken to his new rooms, bathed in gently scented oils and dressed in the softest of night gowns, he’s nearly catatonic with fear and anticipation. The maids leave him in bed and he just lays there wide awake and alert to any sound.

Eventually, a small knock at the door resounds and it makes him flinch hard.

Derek doesn’t wait for an answer to go in but he’s taken aback when the suffocating smell of terror hits him when he opens the door.

Derek is definitely in way over his head with this. He wishes he could give Stiles more time to adjust but Derek needs to claim him properly or his wolf won’t settle and the pack won’t feel right. Having a stranger in the inner estate is already hard enough.

Stiles is sure his new husband is going to get rough with him. Stiles needs to say something maybe if he tries to explain how he’ll stay still and be good, he won’t feel the need to be too rough.

Stiles feels his new husband slide into bed behind him and it’s getting harder to breath. An arm brushes his waist and then he’s being gently pulled back into a strong chest by a huge hand to his stomach. His entire body locks together and he’s so stiff it hurts but his new husband simply holds him.

Soft nuzzling at the hairline at the back of his neck makes him shiver and he’s not sure if that’s good or not.

Gently and softly, Derek coaxes Stiles to relax little by little.

It’s only when the Omega shifts to give Derek better access to his neck for nuzzling and inadvertently feels Derek’s hardness at his backside that he tenses back up again and starts babbling almost incoherently.

The acrid scent of fear fills Derek’s nose, replacing the pleasant aroma of hesitant arousal from just a moment ago.

Stiles ends up begging Derek not to hurt him (to which Derek had no intention of ever doing) and tells him he’ll be good and he’ll stay still etc etc and it breaks Derek’s heart. It also confirms some of his forming suspicions. His Omega had been mistreated.

He’s so shaken by that truth, he doesn’t have the capacity to be angry. Not yet anyway, the rage will come later he’s certain if it.

He immediately reassures his Omega that he won’t hurt him, that nothing he could ever do would make Derek hurt him. That he just wants to make him feel good and that he needs to claim him properly but that he won’t let it hurt.

Stiles doesn’t really believe him but Derek stays gentle and soft and Stiles responds to it like he’s starved for it (which he is).

In the end, Derek claims him and nothing hurt and Derek wasn’t rough (only a little when he gave him the mating bite but Stiles hadn’t been scared by then) and Stiles even comes on Derek’s dick, something he’s never done outside of his heats before.

Stiles is left stunned, confused and so sated he feels like he’s floating. He’s also exhausted and sluggish and the last thing he’s aware of is Derek wiping him down before pulling him into his chest again.

After that night, Derek leaves him alone. He doesn’t join his bed at night and Stiles rarely sees him.

Derek is determined to let Stiles adjust and settle before taking him again. It’s hard tho, Derek’s instinct to breed Stiles is in overdrive but the instinct to nurture their new bond is almost as strong but he forces himself to give his new Omega some space.

Stiles doesn’t know what to make of Derek’s absence. Was he displeased with him? Stiles had thought his new husband had taken pleasure in him that night but maybe he hadn’t? and what did that entail for Stiles in that case?

All manners of scenarios and catastrophes plague him as he tries to make sense of his new husband’s motives for his behaviour.

It doesn’t help how Stiles never leaves his rooms. Derek never told him he could leave them and Stiles prefers not to assume anything. It wasn’t unusual for Stiles to be confined to his rooms by his late husband therefore he was used to it but it made it easy for him to get lost in thought and then for his thoughts to spiral out of control.

When Derek is made aware of it, he’s distraught. He had somehow underestimated just how mistreated his Omega had been.

He asks his inner circle of betas for advice (Boyd, Erica and Isaac). He ends up getting Stiles a puppy and delivers it to him, himself.

At first, Stiles refuses the gift. Derek is crestfallen because gosh is it such a bad gift? But Stiles’ eyes are wet with tears as he looks at the puppy in Derek’s arms, struggling to be put down.

Derek decides to insist a little and tells Stiles that the puppy is his and he can name it whatever he likes and do whatever he likes with it and adds that the gardens are a perfect place to take the puppy for walks and that Stiles is welcome to do so any time he likes.

He puts down the fluff ball and watches it run on tiny legs to Stiles and jump up and up on his ankles, begging to be picked up by him but Stiles simply looks down at it with eyes still full of tears. He smells so intensely of longing it’s almost overwhelming.

Derek wracks his brain for an answer as to why Stiles would refuse something he so obviously wanted and suddenly it hits him. Stiles is scared to accept the gift for fear Derek eventually decide to take it away from him.

He has to swallow compulsively a few times when a lump of emotion forms in his throat.

Softly, he tells Stiles that he won’t take it from him, he can accept the gift without fear. He doubts Stiles will believe him but he wants to give Stiles a chance to see he’s an Alpha of his word.

Stiles looks at him for a long moment, appraising, then looks down to the puppy still jumping up and down for his attention before again looking up at Derek. He gives Stiles a reassuring smile and Stiles’ demeanour seem to crack open.

In the next moment, he’s kneeling down, cooing and picking up the puppy into his arms before bringing it up to his face to kiss it as tears fall freely down his cheeks.

The puppy is tiny, fluffy and as white as a cloud. It licks at Stiles’ face excitedly, effectively wiping his tears and snuggles into him when Stiles hugs it to his chest with a shaky wet laugh.

Derek’s chest tightens at the sight of Stiles finally showing genuine joy. He vows to himself, to the moon and stars, that he will devote himself entirely to Stiles’ happiness. No more staying away.

Unbeknown to either of them, Stiles is already pregnant with their first pup, Eli.

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I got bored.

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Can he actually share it? Is this just a collective agreement on how infinity works?

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Darling It Is No Joke by thehoyden

Summary:

The first thing Stiles thinks when he opens the door is that it’s not his birthday, but someone has sent him some kind of cop stripper.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/399194

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“Better?”

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so Bobby has a shirt of the girls but consider the girls having a Bobby shirt ✨

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