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[christinesficrecs]

Do you know any fics where Derek chooses Stiles over Kate?

Maybe these ones.

You’re Turning Heads When You Walk Through The Door by Sheynora | 7.6K | Explicit | Abandoned

Kate knows the weak link in the Hale Pack.

It’ll be easy; seduce Derek and use his love to destroy the pack. Only… this loud-mouthed, klutz named Stiles keeps getting in the way. Derek can’t notice Kate if he’s too busy noticing Stiles.

Damn Stiles for being so sexy

No Day But Today by  fauvistfly | 9.5K

In which things in Beacon Hills are so bad that Deaton sends Stiles back in time to stop Kate from manipulating Derek and causing the death of the Hale family. The catch: Stiles only has 24 hours to change the course of the future, or he’ll be stuck repeating that same day until he gets it right. What will be enough to keep Derek away from Kate?

“Pretend this is our den, kay?” by Survivah | 16.1K | Mature

In which Stiles is raised by (were)wolves, and he and Derek are childhood sweethearts that never stopped. Also, Kate Argent is a homicidal maniac but a very helpful plot device.

(after all) you’re my wonderwall by alasse | 17.5K | Mature

Stiles Stilinski met Derek Hale when he was 7 years old, after Derek helped him scare a bully away. They became the unlikeliest of friends, and it changed everything.

Anywhere Place by ogeemattyb | 75.7K

What if Stiles was the same age as Derek when he started to fall for Kate. What if Stiles befriended the wolves without knowing what they were. What if Stiles became Laura’s best friend. What if on their way to find each other they fell in love.

Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy by ChildOfTheRevolution | 7.8K

It was Stiles’ turn to look at Scott as if he were crazy. ‘Wow yeah OK I’m just going to do that and ignore the fact that Derek Hale is a) in a relationship with crazy she bitch Kate Argent, b) is straighter then a stripper pole and c) is so far above my league that he’s playing for the Mets and I’m in little league.’

Love At First Drink by  gryvon | 4.9K

Derek wakes up with dozens of comments on an Instagram photo he doesn’t remember taking with a stranger wearing the engagement ring he bought for his girlfriend. Kate is not pleased. Stiles thinks it’s hilarious.

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Lost Fic

Derek is stuck in his wolf form and can't change back. He stays with Stiles. I think his name was Bear. He doesn't remember anything that happened while he was a wolf.

(This is a terrible description but that's all I got)

Please help. Thank you!

Hi anon! @fantasizingmyfantasies says it's this one.

Sure Of You by inhystereks

(1/1 I 4,129 I General I Sterek)

The Sheriff knew Stiles had found his not-so-little surprise when he went completely silent.

“Dad?” he called.

“Yeah, son?” John called back.

“Why is there a werewolf in the living room?”

[witchygirl99]

Hi @fantasizingmyfantasies, I’m your Secret Santa for the @inusecretsanta​! Hope you enjoy :)

Pairing: InuKag

Rated: G

Summary: Professor Naraku, in a fit of rage over Inuyasha’s insolence, has given every House an assignment on a nearly impossible undetectable poison. Two Gryffindors and two Hufflepuffs solve it anyways, with interesting results.

Note Regarding Witchy Banner Below: Shoutout to @neutronstarchild​ for making this for me :) She’s the absolute best. Inspiration for the banner comes from @dangerouspompadour​ and her wonderful creative to let you all know to keep reading ;)

“Are you sure?” Jinenji asked, tugging his long, swirling robes tighter around him as they bustled through the arched hallways of the castle. Students were everywhere, both fleeing into and out of the library. With O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s so close, wizards and witches at Hogwarts had settled into an almost zombie-like state of mania, complete with the muttering of enchantments and funny hand twitches as they fake-casted spells. As a third year, Jinenji was thankful he still didn’t have to worry about those. At least, not yet.

“Have some faith in me,” his best friend, Kagome, argued. Her dark brown eyes looked up at him, somehow glimmering off the yellow inner lining of her robe, peeking out while they hurried to their destination. Jinenji had met Kagome back when they were both first years, both assigned by the Sorting Hat to Hufflepuff. They had become fast friends and for the most part, the two of them managed to partner on most important projects. “Miroku already finished the assignment. Apparently, his guardian was always going on about different poisons, especially those that could be hidden in a drink.”

Jinenji hummed, believing her. He had never talked to Miroku before but Kagome was a good judge of character. If she trusted the Ravenclaw, then he did, too. “I’m surprised we were given this assignment at all. Aren’t we supposed to discuss undetectable poisons, not create them for homework?”

“Well, we have Gryffindor to thank for that.” His best friend pushed through the grand wooden door of Hogwarts’s library, a hush befalling them, like the outside noise of the castle was cast away. Immediately, they could feel eyes on them, though no one visible stood behind a desk. That was likely because the library was ruled with an iron fist by Mister Myoga, the head librarian and also a flea demon. He used his virtually non-existent height to sneak around and ensure students were treating the books with care or remaining quiet. “I heard,” Kagome whispered now, “that Professor Naraku was so angry that he kicked some Gryffindor out of the classroom and then proceeded to make three Slytherins who cheered cry.”

“You’d think he’d have enjoyed that,” Jinenji mumbled back, trying his best to keep quiet. “Professor Naraku is kind to the Slytherins.” His friend hummed at him, leading them further and further back into the library. Jinenji trusted her to know where they were going, and exactly what they were looking for. “Seems unnecessary that this is our assignment, too. Gryffindor and Slytherin had class yesterday. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw today. Why give it to us, too?”

“It’s Professor Naraku, who knows?”

That, at least, was a fair point that Jinenji couldn’t argue with. Not that he was one to argue much at all.

“Come on,” Kagome whispered, hand tugging on his robe. “There’s a potions book – almost like an encyclopedia – by the greatest potioneer ever, Mukotsu Inada. Terrible wizard. I’m pretty sure he’s been in Azkaban for the last ten years. But!” She waved a hand at Jinenji’s look of horror. “The greatest potioneer ever. If there’s no details on this undetectable itching poison in there, then it’s nowhere.”

Jinenji hid his expression, knowing Kagome was right. At this point in the library, he was completely lost, but his friend had no such issues. They turned a corner at one stack of books before zagging in the other direction, muffled voices coming from not too far away. He watched as Kagome frowned, dragging him still, and when they came to what was clearly supposed to be the right spot, he spotted two other students scouring the shelves: Gryffindors.

“You!” Kagome exclaimed, surprised.

Jinenji blinked, surprised by the outburst, and then finally took a good look at the wizard and witch before them.

It was Inuyasha and Shiori. The Troublesome Twosome of Gryffindor.

Oh no.

X+X+X

Inuyasha Taisho was already in a sulking mood, not that he would ever admit as such to Shiori. “Are you sure it’s here?”

“Where else would it be?” Shiori snapped at him, violet eyes a little crazy. She’d been looking that way ever since Inuyasha and Professor Naraku had it out in yesterday’s Potions class, and Shiori had been saddled with taking down the notes for their joint assignment on undetectable poisons without him. Potions was already the bane of Shiori’s existence; she was far more about actions and spell work, leading the Defense Against the Dark Arts grades. Inuyasha’s snarling outburst at Professor Naraku’s stupidity, followed by his dismissal only twenty minutes into class made Shiori have to do double the work. He owed her.

Still. “And you swear you heard the name correctly? You’re not just making shit up?”

“For the love of Merlin, Inuyasha, shush,” Shiori hissed. He was lucky her wand wasn’t out, or he was sure she’d have cast something on him by now. A silencing spell, if nothing else. “I overheard your Hufflepuff girl in the hall. I’m sure it’s correct.”

Inuyasha couldn’t help himself. He turned unimpressed golden eyes at her. “She’s not my Hufflepuff girl!” Ever since their first year, the two of them had been having this argument. Inuyasha didn’t understand why Shiori couldn’t let this go. So what if he thought the Hufflepuff girl was cute? That was normal. She was quick to smile and friendly and basically the opposite of Inuyasha’s entire existence. But it wasn’t like they had spoken or anything, which meant that there was no way Kagome Higurashi, Hufflepuff darling, could be considered in any way ‘his.’

“Whatever,” Shiori replied, kicking him lightly in the leg. “I guess your forlorn staring at her in the Great Hall every evening at dinner means nothing. Fine. Help me find this book!”

Inuyasha sighed. Best friend or not, Shiori was quick to call him out on anything deemed bullshit.

“You!”

Immediately, Inuyasha glared at the intruders to their little library stack, hating being surprised. It was only then that he realized, like some kind of nightmare, that the exact person they were talking about was standing before them. Kagome stared at them in shock, Hufflepuff robes fluttering around her, with another hulking Hufflepuff wizard right behind her looking rather uncomfortable. “What?” he asked, the question coming out far ruder than he meant to.

“Oh, just—” Kagome frowned a little, brow furrowing as she looked between both him and Shiori. Her dark gaze landed on his friend, curiosity taking over her features. “You were listening in earlier!”

“No,” Shiori argued immediately, shaking her head. It didn’t help that the book she was shielding herself with was, in fact, the Great Book of Potions by Mukotsu Inada.

“Just because we’re not in Ravenclaw doesn’t mean we’re stupid,” Inuyasha barked, crossing his arms defensively. “We go to the library for research, too.” He knew that he had a reputation at Hogwarts, and that by association, Shiori did too. Very few witches and wizards ever dared to challenge them at anything. This was almost refreshing.

The Hufflepuff wizard stepped forward then, looking between them and his friend before trying for a smile. He was so tall, his head was the same height as the top of the stacks. If he wasn’t in Hufflepuff and known around Hogwarts as a gentle giant, Inuyasha probably would have been worried about a fight. “We don’t think that at all,” the wizard said quietly, voice shockingly small. “It’s good that you found it. I’m Jinenji and this is Kagome. You’re looking for the itching poison too, right?”

Inuyasha couldn’t help but look at Kagome, swallowing down the words that he already knew her name a long time ago. She smiled back at him despite his unwavering scowl. Inuyasha was begrudgingly endeared even more than before. Shiori could never find out.

“We have Potions class tomorrow and if we don’t complete the assignment tonight, Professor Naraku will have our heads,” Shiori said then. “Specifically Inuyasha’s.”

“Hey!”

“Where’s the lie?”

Inuyasha scowled and looked away. “Whatever. We need the book more. We can give you back the book when we’re done.”

“No way,” Kagome argued, smile slipping. “We have far too many other assignments and this is hard enough that doing it last minute would be terrible.”

“Well then you can copy the book right now.”

Kagome plastered on a smile. “Since I was the one that led you here, you should copy the book.”

Inuyasha eyed Jinenji, the giant Hufflepuff, watching him deflate. “No,” he retorted, just to see what Kagome could do. How far could a Hufflepuff go in friendliness? “We got here first.”

“I have an idea,” Kagome interjected, still friendly but oddly firm. “Since we all want to do the same assignment tonight, why don’t we do it together? That way, we get all the information we need, we all complete the assignment on time and everyone is happy.” Inuyasha opened his mouth but she shot him a sharp look, smile gaining an edge and quelling his argument. “This is the best plan.”

“That’s fine for me,” Jinenji replied quietly. Inuyasha noticed that despite his size, he almost shifted behind Kagome, as if hiding from the confrontation. “Where will we do it? We can’t practice in one of the classrooms at this hour or we’ll be caught for sure.”

“The girls’ Gryffindor bathroom,” Shiori said suddenly, finally speaking up. “No one goes in there, not even the prefects.”

“That’s perfect,” Kagome encouraged, nodding. “Great idea.”

Too nice. She was far too fucking nice. At least she wasn’t smiling anymore, menacingly or sweetly.

Jinenji hummed. “Should we go now, then? Meet up in ten minutes so we can get our scrolls?”

“Works for me,” Shiori answered, her elbow digging into Inuyasha’s side.

He huffed. “Yeah, whatever.”

“Wonderful,” Kagome concluded.

Inuyasha watched her and the giant Hufflepuff walk away, mouthing the word wonderful incredulously. Who even said things like that?

X+X+X

The Gryffindor bathroom was haunted. This was very likely why no one came in it, Kagome thought, staring up at the ghost floating in front of her.

“You must be the Hufflepuffs,” the ghost whispered, eyeing her and Jinenji in turn. He was a squat little thing, a toad demon with massive eyes and a permanent frown. While non-corporeal and clearly transparent, the ghost still took off the hat on his head and scratched, assessing them. “You shouldn’t be here,” the ghost warned.

“Leave them be, Jaken! You’re never supposed to be in here anyways, and yet.” It sounded like the Gryffindor girl Kagome had caught hanging around her in the hall earlier that day, right after the disastrous Potions class with Professor Naraku. Kagome wasn’t the suspicious kind, but she had noticed the way the girl had stopped and fiddled with her bag for an overly long time, those violet eyes looking up every once and a while like Kagome wouldn’t notice.

Well, she had. Kagome didn’t mind that she was being listened to, but wouldn’t it have been so much easier if the Gryffindor had just…come to her outright and asked?

Suddenly, Shiori poked her head around the corner and flashed them a smile. “This way! There’s enough room by the stalls for us all to sit.” She eyed Jinenji as she said it, only a brief glance, but Kagome was grateful that the two of them had at least considered her friend’s bulk. Jinenji was too kind-hearted to ever complain and it drove Kagome nuts every once and a while.

A cauldron sat in the middle with numerous jars and bags surrounding it. Seated on the far side was Inuyasha, glowering at it. Kagome tried for a smile, sitting down beside him. “Don’t worry, we’ll figure it out so Professor Naraku can’t pick on you.”

Inuyasha blinked at her, looking confused for all of a moment before his nose scrunched up. “Pretty sure we could get perfect on this and he would still pick on me.”

“He is, after all, the reason we were even assigned this horrible homework,” Shiori grumbled, sitting across from Kagome. She elbowed Inuyasha and shot him a sympathetic glance. “In fairness, Naraku was being a huge jerk.”

“Whatever,” Inuyasha grumbled, and Kagome watched as he peeked at her quickly before returning his glower to the cauldron. “Let’s just get this over with. If we miss curfew and I get caught again, I’m fucked.”

“We wouldn’t want that,” Kagome agreed.

“I can read out the ingredients,” Shiori offered then, holding the book. “Inuyasha can do the cutting—”

“Actually,” Kagome interjected, smiling to soften the blow of her interruption. “Jinenji is the best with preparing the ingredients. He’s saved so many of our potions I can’t even keep count.”

Inuyasha shrugged, looking like he didn’t particularly care. Jinenji, as expected, turned red at the praise, big hands fidgeting with each other. Kagome knew this would make him the most comfortable though, and pushed over the various ingredients already collected. “That’s fine with me.”

“We can work on the potion itself,” she said, reaching out to get Inuyasha’s attention back. He startled again and Kagome felt helpless but to do anything other than smile reassuringly. “What’s first?”

Shiori gave Jinenji the proper instructions for the ingredients. Some things were quite simple, like pouring in a certain amount of the powdered porcupine quills, but other ingredients required some finessing. Kagome was pleased when Inuyasha and Shiori watched, entranced, as Jinenji deftly prepared the aconite flowers, big hands somehow managing to cut up the petals while only touching the safe stems. He gave Kagome the tiny board he had brought filled with the sliced petals, prepared as always, and Kagome carefully held it over the cauldron while Inuyasha transferred them into the mixture.

They let it heat for a minute, the four of them quietly watching the ingredients mix together. Jinenji, smart as always, started to crush a few of the remaining herbs using a pestle.

Inuyasha tapped on the floor of the bathroom, golden eyes seeking Kagome’s the moment time was up. “Now what?”

Shiori, leading them all, was the one to answer. “The effectiveness of the poison is determined by the length of brew. Great Potions tells us what the consistency is supposed to be, so I think as long as we record it on our scrolls, we’ll just have to hope that by tomorrow morning we’ll have the right result. I can bottle it up first thing, one for each of us to deliver in class.”

“Here’s the last of it,” Jinenji interrupted softly, offering what was in the pestle.

Kagome took it and just like their usual routine, Inuyasha made sure it carefully was put in. She nudged gently at his knee, gesturing towards her own wand. “You do the honours and then I’ll stir?”

The Gryffindor blinked at her for a moment before shrugging, grabbing his wand. Inuyasha waved it above the cauldron, and the deep purple mixture bubbled into a dark blue.

“That’s it,” Shiori exclaimed, excited. “Matches the book exactly.”

“Thank god,” Inuyasha groaned, making Kagome laugh. She double-checked with Shiori before putting in the long spoon and stirring seven times exactly, watching the blue liquid swirl around. It was bubbling quite rapidly, despite the low heat, and when she removed the spoon there was a tiny burst of it, popping out of the cauldron and landing right on the chest of Inuyasha’s clothes.

For a long moment, the four of them were silent, staring in disbelief.

“The itching poison—” Jinenji started, but was cut off immediately by Inuyasha’s heavy sigh.

“Why does this always happen to me?” he grumbled, undoing the tie of his outer robe. The problem was that the blue liquid could clearly be seen on the shirt underneath, closest to his skin. The itching poison was supposed to be quite horrible and she really didn’t want to have to take them down to St. Mungo’s.

“Hurry,” Kagome insisted, getting worried. If Jinenji had started to bring up the itching poison, it could only mean that things would go bad quickly.

The Gryffindor scowled at her. “I am hurrying!”

“No, not—” And then Kagome was forcing her way in front of him, pushing at his robe before grabbing onto the buttons of his shirt underneath. “If this touches your skin, you’ll be itching for a month, at least, and you’ll never be able to make it through class tomorrow—”

“I have it!” Inuyasha argued, even as Shiori tugged the robe from behind him. “It’s fine, it won’t—” But then he got somehow impossibly tangled. Shiori wasn’t letting go, pulling even harder, and Inuyasha flailed backwards.

“Oof!” Kagome, her hands on his shirt still, was dragged down with him. It was an ungainly sprawl with Kagome embarrassingly ending up straddled above his prone form, lying on the ground.

She stared at him for a second, horrified, while Inuyasha looked at her with something akin to fear.

And then she saw the blue liquid on the collar, having moved from the fall, and it was so close to his skin. “Off!” she yelled, tugging furiously.

“You’re not undressing me!” Inuyasha shouted back, even though he, too, was trying to avoid the poison.

“You have to!”

“No!”

“Inuyasha!”

“Kagome!”

“Inuyasha!”

X+X+X

Behind them, Shiori crawled over until she was side-by-side with Jinenji. She stared up at him with big violet eyes, trying and failing to suppress her smile. “Should we tell them?”

Jinenji sighed but he looked just as amused as she was. “That the effectiveness of the itching poison doesn’t begin until at least an hour of brewing?”

“Yeah.” Shiori nodded and then stared at Inuyasha and Kagome, yelling at each other and somehow both trying to accomplish the same task. “That.”

“I already tried.” Jinenji shrugged. “It’s not like they can actually get hurt.”

But just as he had spoken, Kagome had finally managed to successfully tug at Inuyasha’s shirt, hauling him up into a sitting position and whipping off the material from the side. They both twisted, and Shiori could only watch, like a train about to crash, as Inuyasha’s and Kagome’s faces collided.

To call it a kiss would have been excessive. Both turned extremely red anyways.

“What are you doing?” Inuyasha yelled.

“Me? What about you? Why would you lean so far forward?!”

“It was that or you were going to dislocate my shoulder!”

“No, I wouldn’t have,” Kagome argued.

Shiori nudged Jinenji, even though her elbow barely made it past his huge legs. “If you and I are going to have to watch this play out for the next four years, we better get an Outstanding on this stupid assignment.”

The giant Hufflepuff smiled down at her. “I’m sure we will.”

[jilliancares]

Hey, would you rec me some fanfictions that resemble 'I'll tell no lies"?

yes! i’m assuming you mean the spideypool fic, so here we go! (although firstly, “i’ll tell no lies” is the first of a series, so you’ve got two completed fics ahead of you if you’re into that! the author notes that they’re still working on the next fic in the series in their end notes on the third fic)

off the record - 138k - crookedswingset - okay so this fic i feel is similar to ‘i’ll tell no lies’ in the way that it has an AWESOME plot. it’s super involved and it’s one of those fanfics that makes you realize that you’re not just there for your ship, but the story itself. also like “i’ll tell no lies,” this fic has a secret identity reveal! peter and deadpool have been hooking up but deadpool doesn’t know that peter is spiderman. but that’s like the BARE BONES of it all seriously go check it out it BLOWS MY MIND

(also once you’ve done that pls go read its similarly amazing sequel, behind closed doors)

allostasis - 42k - ruralfishingcat - i’m horrible at remembering the plots of fics after i read them but, thankfully, i left this helpful note in my bookmark: “SO GOOD what the FUCK my heart.” this fic also has an identity reveal!

i think i missed a step (’cause i’m falling for you) - 41k - mokuyoubi - i hope your fav part of ‘i’ll tell no lies’ was the identity reveal part bc i don’t think i know of any other fics where peter is undercover and investigating. but in THIS fic, peter thinks wade already knows his identity and starts hanging out with wade out of costume, and wade is beyond confused

half your age (plus seven) - 80k - fancastical - i can’t remember if this fic has an identity reveal bc it’s not in the tags but it’s long and the plot is amazing and it’s one of those fics i think about often !!! hopefully it’s reminiscent of ‘i’ll tell no lies’ in some way, but even if it isn’t, you should still check it out!!!

the only one - 70k - Schmuzz - actually i think this one might have similar vibes to what you’re looking for. tony tasks deadpool with investigating his employee, peter parker, and wade naturally tells spider-man all about it

finite state - 30k - Scarlet_Ribbons - more identity porn omg. wade tracks down peter parker, who’s taken pictures of spider-man, thinking that spidey’s in danger and that peter can help

hope you enjoy!!! also feel free to check out my own spideypool fics here if you want to ;)

[avenueofesc]

Unzipped

Written for the @drarrymicrofic prompt: Sunrise/Sunset

Harry Apparated into the alley with a pop.

Draco was already waiting for him, leaning gracefully against a brick wall. The shadows of the alleyway sharpened his pale features, the last lingering light from the setting sun shimmering from his platinum hair. The contrast emphasized the dramatic way Draco rolled his eyes before pushing himself from his post with an exasperated huff.

“You’re late.”

“No, I’m not. We have plenty of time to get to the stake out point.”

They were heading to a muggle pub, where a black market potions ring appeared to be headquartered, and had both forgone their Auror robes for muggle clothes.

Harry paused and let his gaze linger over Draco’s fit body.

He was wearing a black t-shirt that clung to his sinewy body, accentuating the musculature he had built while on the force. Harry’s mouth dried as he eyed ripped jeans molded tightly around long legs, leading down to pristine black leather oxfords.

He drank in the sultry lines of Draco’s body, pausing as he focused on a rather impressive bulge. Harry inhaled quickly and bit at his lips before raising his eyes to Draco’s.

Draco stared back at him, a smug smirk playing at his lips, “Well, what do you think, Potter? Do I pass for a muggle?”

“Mm,” Harry hummed, nodding slowly, “You do...but your fly is open.”

The smirk quickly fell from Draco’s lips, replaced by an offended frown, “I beg your pardon? I have no flies, Potter. I will have you know that I have exemplary hygiene!”

Harry raised one eyebrow, narrowing his eyes as he stared at his partner. Sighing softly, he stepped forward and strode towards the man.

Draco’s eyes widened, pink lips parting as Harry stopped in front of him, so close that they could feel each other’s breath. Draco didn’t move, his pupils dilating until there was only a sliver of stormy gray surrounding black.

Not letting his gaze waver from Draco’s, Harry reached forward, fingers brushing against denim before grasping the metal zipper of Draco’s fly and lazily pulling up.

Draco’s breath stuttered, huffing lightly against Harry’s skin.

For a moment, neither of them moved. Harry licked his lips and Draco’s gaze flickered. With a teasing smile, Harry stepped back, fingers gently stroking the denim covering Draco as he pulled away.

“I meant the fly of your jeans, Malfoy.” His voice was low, huskier than normal.

The last of the sun’s rays highlighted the blush that painted Draco’s pale cheek, molten silver eyes staring heatedly at Harry as he swallowed.

“Ah, right.” Draco coughed. “Right...of course.”

Harry grinned as he watched Draco attempt to gather himself. They had been dancing around one another for months, but Draco had never responded quite so beautifully.

“Of course,” Harry agreed, nodding towards the front of the alley. “Should we head out, then? You know...potions ring to stake out and all.”

Draco briefly clenched his fists and straightened, as if remembering why they were standing in an alley in the first place. He scoffed before striding purposefully past Harry, “I was only waiting for you, Potter. Wasting time as you always do. Come on, then.”

Harry chuckled and watched Draco saunter out of the alleyway, dark jeans perfectly fitted to a pert arse. Oh yes...this stake out would certainly be better than most.

AO3 | Written for and inspired by @fantasizingmyfantasies and her meme prompt on the Drarry Discord (shown below)

[varioussmaus]

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Chapter 6

[isys777]

fantasizingmyfantasies replied to your post “this scene with Joe hacking up a body while Love cooks meat? one of...”

Oh, God! Please watch Hannibal!

ngl I don’t do all that well with gore. love horror movies but not ones with lots of gore, like Saw, those movies never appealed to me you know

[itsyourturndreaming]

fantasizingmyfantasies I truly raccomend Forgetting You, altough it's a bit long and full of angst... But it's really well written and it's getting into the real plot. It's a little addicting xD give it a try and let me know! :)

[christinesficrecs]

HI, do you know a fic where it's a pack night and they are watching a movie, and Stiles and Derek are sharing a popcorn bowl and one of them misses the bowl and grabs the other's dick accidentally?

Sorry, I don't think I do.

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Hi! I’m looking for a fic where werewolves are in charge of society and humans are like lower class. There’s like a kind of hunting ground where werewolves can hunt humans? And Derek and Stiles are a couple

HI anon! @dear-massacre says it could be this one.

The Calming Grounds by tugela54

(3/3 I 15,106 I Explicit I Sterek)

Derek loves him - his smart, beautiful, fragile little human. And if he treats him as an equal, that’s no one’s business but his own.

Even if he can't escape his own nature...

AND

@fantasizingmyfantasies suggested this one!

Enemy Lines by qhuinn (tekla)

(17/17 I 149,179 I Explicit I Sterek)

This is the story of werewolf Derek Hale and human Stiles Stilinski: two people who grew up in the same town but completely different worlds, their realities split by the war between men and wolves.

Years later when Derek returns to Beacon Hills, he does it as Alpha of a military pack on a mission to capture those responsible for the region’s resistance. With his main objective, Sheriff Stilinski, out of sight, he settles for the next best thing: his son, Stiles.

Neither of them suspects they’ll need to trust each other if they want to make it out this alive.

[anana-rama]

It's hard to pick just a thing... Ok. I can do it. What is favorite lullaby?

Not a lullaby but a nursery rhyme I grew up with. This is going to sound really nerdy but my family had this really obscure nursery rhyme book and in there was a rhyme my parents and siblings would tell me that went:

"Once there was a monster named Clark,

Who scared me each day at the park.

But the park was alright,

I could play there at night,

Because Clark was afraid of the dark."

[varioussmaus]

Soccer Boy Chapter 9: The Plan

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[merildae]

You like to drink ice cream with coke.

(SEND ME ASKS MAKING ASSUMPTIONS ABOUT ME)

ive never actually tried that before, so nope

(although it does sound nice)