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They don't know what Stiles is now, but his normal life is officially finished, so he winds up staying with Derek
Can be gen or slash, and I don't really care what the reason for Stiles' not-being-entirely-dead is. Would love to see some complex emotions as they try to cope with what happened, what has to happen now, and Stiles' dad, but I will also be thrilled to get something short, crackalicious and fluffy.
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I might fill this. Considering it pretty strongly actually.
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Before he snuck out of the hospital he didn’t manage to find his clothes or cell, but he did stumble across a shelf of hospital gowns (which Stiles seriously hoped were clean) and promptly put two on to keep his butt from hanging out the back.
Mostly he was just thankful that it was the asscrack of night, even if it was supposed to be freezing, because that meant the chances of someone seeing him stumbling around in a hospital gown (or God, naked) were much, much slimmer. Beacon Hills was one of those towns that shut down at night, no matter how much it tried to be a big city ( ... )
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The woods were just as creepy as ever and the burnt shell of the Hale House just as silent and alone as it was the last time Stiles was there. Surprisingly, Derek didn’t burst out of the front door when Stiles came within ten feet of the house. Still didn’t when Stiles started climbing the steps. It was weird and it made Stiles feel like he was trespassing because he hadn’t been acknowledged. Of course, he’d probably only actually had permission to be on Hale property once, and he’d been on it way more than once. But that didn’t ease his mind any. It just felt different, extra quiet, like it was drowning out the sounds of his heartbeat and exhale with it’s own silence. Taking away his life ( ... )
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I missed a couple things in this chapter, like Stiles not hearing his heartbeat but rationalizing it, and Derek putting something in his pocket.
I'm curious why Derek didn't hear Stiles approaching, if he was just that wrapped up in his thoughts or if there's a more spooky explanation. Also curious about Stiles' voice, though that was from the last section. (I totally make sense. Really.)
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Derek hadn’t shifted from what Stiles could see, even though his claws were out on the hand against his throat, but his eyes were a startling red. Stiles had only seen them a handful of times and every time he knew to fear them.
“Answer me!” he shouted, and Stiles heard the claws dig into the wood behind his neck, threatening.
“God. I-I don’t know what you’re asking, Derek. I’m Stiles. Stiles. Y’know? Scott’s bee-eff-eff forever? Please don’t kill me because I’m pretty sure Scott wouldn’t like that. Y’know Scott, my werewolf best friend that could kick your butt if you’re having a bit of a bad day.” Stiles was babbling, frantic and honestly frightened because he hadn’t had Derek’s anger directed at him like this. Never like this.
“You’re lying.”
“No I’m not. I am honest to God, Stiles. Why can’t I be Stiles, Derek? Because you’re really freaking me out ( ... )
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I like that Derek's brain went to something/one controlling Stiles' body, rather than thinking shapeshifter. It makes sense that Stiles would smell at least mostly like himself.
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“But Stiles, you are dead.”
Stiles stilled. He knew that. He was dead. Stiles wanted to punch something, anything, and scream. He wanted to laugh and cry and hurt someone. He was dead and he never thought he would ever mourn himself ( ... )
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Its really good so far.
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