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worst superheroes ever.

Halloween Batman & Robin Costume Mishap AU!

worst superheroes ever. by jadore_hale (WIP| 1/5 | 8,408 | Mature)

“Well, that was a total fail,” Stiles laughed, brushing the dirt off his bruised knees as he caught his breath. “Yeah, it was,” Batman admitted while panting, inhaling deep lungfuls of air. “This just proves that the power of young love can never be outrun,” Stiles laughed, then looked over at Batman. “So, wanna have sex?” Batman shrugged. “Yeah, sure. I guess.” Who knew having a one-night stand with a stranger at a Halloween party disguised in costumes would turn out to be such a disaster?

Happy Halloween. This is a super duper old Sterek drawer fic!

The heart wants what it wants. There’s no logic to these things. You meet someone and you fall in love and that’s that.

Okay, this is in Russian, but I hope you can read it with a translator. it will be better than I translate incorrectly, and so you will be able to understand the essence through several meanings of the original words.

У Стайлза рак. И это его пять стадий принятия.

Торг.

С момента начала лечения уже проходит достаточно времени для смирения.

Так Дерек думает, проводя со Стайлзом время почти каждый день. А если его нет рядом — обязательно есть Шериф, поэтому Стайлз никогда не остаётся один. Полезно ли это? Кто знает.

Всё чаще Стайлз отказывается есть из-за тошноты и головных болей, а вспышки мигрени заставляют его истошно стонать.

— Дерек. — М? — Стайлз выдыхает ему прямо в лицо, когда тот сонно мычит в ответ. Они лежат в обнимку, а Стилински уже некоторое время пялится на Дерека, разглядывая каждую морщинку. — Не можешь уснуть? — Ты ведь… Поддержишь меня, если я попрошу Скотта укусить меня? — Стайлз ловит чужой серьезный взгляд, когда Хейл открывает глаза. Судя по тому, что он в них видит, видимо, нет, не поддержит. И ответ не заставляет себя ждать. — Это плохая идея, — голос Дерека ломается в конце. — Почему?

Стайлз сжимает его футболку в кулаке, прищуривается и скрипит челюстью. И Дерек снова в его понимании предатель — Хейл привык к этим перепадам за эти месяца, позволяя Стайлзу всё, лишь бы больно было поменьше, ведь в таком состоянии Стилински нестабилен, как никогда.

— Хочешь, чтобы я умер? — Задаёт наконец-то ещё один вопрос Сти, не расслабляя ладони. — Чтобы перестал спать от этой штуки, что разрывает мою голову? Или от будущей химии, которая даже не ясно, поможет ли? — Не хочу. И ты это знаешь, — поцелуем в уголок губ отвечает Дерек. Его сердце щемит от собственной беспомощности. — Ты просто-напросто умрёшь от укуса в таком состоянии. Ты нестабилен как физически, так и психически. Этот укус убьёт тебя с бОльшей вероятностью, чем химия.

Дерек не прекращает шептать даже тогда, когда Стайлз отворачивается от него, но не от обиды вовсе, а чтобы скрыть слёзы. И он искренне благодарен Хейлу за то, что тот ничего не говорит по этому поводу. Оборотень согревает его ослабевшее тело, гладит живот и плечи, целуя в затылок, и делает так до тех пор, пока Стайлз, после долгих всхлипов, не засыпает.

wonderful and huge, painful and small

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Derek Hale

Summary:

Admittedly, Stiles had been driving too fast. The adrenaline running through him had made his foot heavier on the gas pedal than usual, Derek’s desperate face still fresh in his mind as he’d thrown Eli at him and begged him to run.

The first of my belated Febuwump 2024 prompt fills.

Read it on AO3

DEVOURED | 5,2k | Explicit | sterek | ao3

Tags: Derek is the Deity of Sex, Stiles is the Virgin Sacrifice, Top Derek Hale/Bottom Stiles Stilinski, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Consensual Somnophilia, Public Sex, Free Use, everybody’s consenting to everything, and Derek doesn’t share, Possessive Derek

Summary:

Breathless, Stiles shifted his gaze up and went red from the knowing smirk on the deific face. The man’s red eyes sparkled in the moonlight, glowing like two fires on the tips of the candles. One of his thick eyebrows was lifted in amusement.

He was the most beautiful being Stiles had ever seen. As was probably expected, considering he was the god of sexual desire.

AU, where Stiles, losing his team in the expedition, is captured by a tribe of pagans, where he is going to be sacrificed to the deity. But the chief's son, Derek, realizes that he is falling in love with the prisoner.

Rewrite The Stars (63,625 words) by Winchesterek (@sterekbros) Art by @kelestialart For @sterekbigbang 2023-2024, Round 6 Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin/Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin & Stiles Stilinski, Allison Argent/Lydia Martin, Danny Māhealani/Jackson Whittemore, Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Allison Argent & Stiles Stilinski Are Siblings, Roman Stiles Stilinski, Werewolf Derek Hale, Mates Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Gladiator Derek Hale, Slavery, Arranged Marriage, Top Derek Hale/Bottom Stiles Stilinski, Barebacking, Blow Jobs, Anal Sex, Anal Fisting, People As Property, Alternate Universe - Werewolves Are Known, Holy Roman Empire, Knotting, Good Pack Alpha Derek Hale, Full Shift Werewolf Derek Hale, Semi-Public Sex, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Adoption, Breeding Kink, Surprise Knotting, Mating Bites, Birth, compulsory hetero sex, Sex Toys, Gay Sex, Slave Derek Hale, POV Derek Hale, POV Stiles Stilinski

Summary: When Stiles receives his first gladiators as a gift from his father and becomes a Lanista, there is one who captures his attention above the others…one whose eyes gleam with hate, pride, and desire. Sold into slavery to avenge his family, Derek can barely conceal his contempt toward his new Dominus. Derek has a plan: kill Stiles and end the lineage of the Roman family that burned his family. For his plan to succeed, he must make a show of respect and obedience—even when called on to service his master’s desires. Derek is shocked to learn that in the confines of his quarters, Stiles doesn’t want to dominate his slave but to be taken by him. Even when Stiles learns of Derek’s plans for revenge, he knows he can’t live without him.

So, I might have lost my mind and decided that being in four teams for this year's @sterekreversechallenges Reverse Bang was a good idea. I wasn't planning on writing two fics, but I saw the art and immediately knew that me and @sugareey-makes-stuff had to work together and the rest, as they say, was history! We pushed it to the wire with the last chance deadline (sorry, and thank you mods!), but somehow (despite a lot of interference from life) managed to get this done, and I'm really proud of what we achieved. We definitely worked for it!

So, here's my final offering for the Sterek Reverse Bang 2023. I hope you all enjoy it <3.

Molten (27896 words) by sugareey, Wolfspurr Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Sterek Reverse Bang 2023, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Friends to Lovers, Getting Together, Fluff and Angst, Mutual Pining, Kidnapping, Magical Accidents, Accidental Bonding, Spark Stiles Stilinski, College Student Stiles Stilinski, Pack Beta Derek Hale, Idiots in Love, Some Humor, Stiles Stilinski is a Mess, Derek Hale Takes Care of Stiles Stilinski, Sharing a Bed, Meddling, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Sexual Frustration, Hand Jobs, Shower Sex, Anal Sex, Coming Untouched, Creampie, Awkward Conversations, Kissing, Feelings Realization, POV Stiles Stilinski, Digital Art, Illustrations

Summary: "Stiles, is that you?" He recognizes that voice. He doesn’t know why he’s hearing it here though, in whatever cold, dark cave he’s found himself in. The owner of that voice is supposed to be miles away, back home in Beacon Hills. Unless Stiles is the one that’s ended up further from home than he could possibly have predicted. "Derek?!"

Read it Here

I was off the radar for a long time, but decided to come back with content. Why not (my English is still bad)

I'm not loving you, the way I wanted to

What I had to do, had to run from you

I'm in love with you but the vibe is wrong

And that haunted me, all the way home