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Teen wolf rewrite but the only change is that Stiles uses a backwards cap every single day and as a result he is deemed the hottest student in Beacon Hills High School

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I'm so glad you like it I was fucking nervous 😭

Can we take a moment to imagine Predators from Derek's POV? Because I wanna read the scene where he got back to the flat after Stiles left and just absolutely LOSE IT

This is me professing my love to Hedwig again

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The sterek fic with creepy stalker Derek told from Scott's pov that I'm writing about to go crazy I am so excited

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I couldn't stop thinking about it

I'm sorry please don't kill me

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Derek turned his car off and just sat there for a moment. Stiles had been acting weird all week and it had him on edge. He could tell the other man knew that something was wrong. He had no idea how Stiles would react to the whole werewolf thing. But he hoped it would help clear up some of his mates anxiety.

But when he made his way up to his apartment he was filled with an intense unease. Like something was very very wrong.

He opened the door and started gagging at the overpowering smell of bleach. It burned his nostrils and made his eyes water. He covered his mouth and nose with his hand to try and ease the invasion of his senses. Something was definitely wrong. He called out a muffled "Stiles?"

He was met with silence.

He closed the door as he walked further into the apartment and started to wander towards the bedroom. The bed was perfectly made and the surrounding area was suspiciously clean,almost unlived in. This made Derek's stomach seem to drop as Stiles always managed to be a little messy no matter how hard he tried. He pulled his hand away from his face and called out for his mate again and got no response.

He threw open the bathroom door was met with another empty room. He set his jaw and ground his teeth as he had a spike of anxiety. Something was wrong. Stiles could have gone back to his old place but that still didn't explain the harsh bleach smell permeating around him. Derek took out his phone and dialed Stiles' number

"I'm sorry, but the number you have dialed is unavailable, goodbye."

He tried two more times but got the same error message before he was hung up on. Derek growled in frustration as he started to pace his living room.

Me:

Baby answer the phone

My love:

Free Msg: Unable to send message - Message blocking is active

Derek's world fucking stopped.

His blood went cold and he stopped breathing. Stiles had to be playing some kind of sick joke on him. But then he was filled with the absolute horror that Stiles might have found out about the baby.

Me:

This isn’t fucking funny, answer the phone

My love:

Free Msg: Unable to send message - Message blocking is active

With a roar he threw his phone against the wall and it shattered and fell onto the desk where Derek saw Stiles' diamond earring and engagement ring sitting on top of his laptop and proceeded to lose his fucking mind.

He tore his way back into the bedroom and ripped his dresser open to find something his mate left behind to track his scent. The drawer Stiles usually occupied had some of Derek's shirts folded neatly inside. Derek grabbed at everything violently and smashed them into his face to get a scent. He flung everything around haphazardly as it all smelled of entirely of him. Almost as if Stiles hadn't worn half these shirts.

He was in a rage as he started pulling things from shelves looking for something, anything.

Every drawer, every cabinet, was thrown open and everything pulled from inside. His claws were tearing everything he touched to pieces. When he continued to find no sign of his mate anywhere in their den he flew more into an animal rage. He saw red eyes out of the corner of his eye and put his fist through a mirror. He howled in despair and started violently shaking when the door to his apartment flew open.

"What's wrong!?"

"Derek!?"

"Oh my God whats with the bleach?"

The only thing stopping his from killing the intruders was the familiar smell of his betas. When he turned to look at them they all started to wolf out seemingly unconscious.

"Someone took Stiles."

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Anyway go read the original because its my favorite thing in the world and give Hedwig some love

Can we take a moment to imagine Predators from Derek's POV? Because I wanna read the scene where he got back to the flat after Stiles left and just absolutely LOSE IT

This is me professing my love to Hedwig again

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bedtime

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Can we take a moment to imagine Predators from Derek's POV? Because I wanna read the scene where he got back to the flat after Stiles left and just absolutely LOSE IT

This is me professing my love to Hedwig again

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I wrote this thinking about that one scene in Predators, you know the one

Derek begging and pleading Stiles to let him fuck him is just

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Derek begging and pleading Stiles to let him fuck him is just

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Thinking about ⭐️Them⭐️

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ATTENTION STEREK'S

Meet my newest little one:

Roscoe

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break my hole not my heart

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I have a couple of commissions for My Hero Academia that I have to post before I can really dive into any of my Teen Wolf WIPs but as SOON AS I DO IT IS ON YALL

Any fellow Kacchakos out here lmao?

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Stiles: At what age do you just accept that your life is a piece of rotten garbage and always will be?

Derek: 22.

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I somehow stumbled into and got trapped in video after video after video of Sterek hate y'all I just returned from WAR

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SALTY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! 💗❣🔥💖💜💫✨💗✨🎉🎊💫💗

Let your life be sweet 💗

THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!!