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Derek walks up to the little shop on the corner. It’s far more…cheery than he thought a witch’s apothecary would be. More like a green house. The walls are almost entirely glass—a stark contrast to the brick storefronts lining the street—and give full view of the plants bursting with life inside. The place is so packed with greenery that you can’t actually see anything else in the shop. It even spills out to the sidewalk, with lush ferns and brightly flowering bushes taking up half the space. Even the wooden sign hanging over the doorway has a blossoming clematis vine wrapped around it and covering half the words. The part of it he can read says Godzina in fine purple script. The peculiarity of the name is the only identifier that this is the place Deaton was asking him to go to. Knowing the older witch and how he liked to keep things under wraps, Derek is beginning to understand why he didn’t want to come himself.
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21 Jun 2026
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It was definitely not possible for Scott to have just said those words.
"What?" Stiles asked again, because what else was he supposed to do? It wasn't possible. It just wasn't.
"I said I don't think I can handle your fragile self anymore," Scott repeated. "You complain about everything. Everything hurts you. I don't know what to do anymore. Everything in this world will continue to hurt you. You can't protect yourself, so I'm always down a hand, because someone constantly has to be on 'Stiles duty.' You need to be babysat, and I can't afford to lose someone every time there's a threat in this city, because it happens a lot. And you keep putting yourself at risk. I don't know how to deal with this anymore. It's getting tiring."
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20 Jun 2026
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Ever since it had gotten hot out, Stiles has constantly been sucking on ice cubes, or—even worse—popsicles. Every single time Stiles had his hands on a popsicle, slobbering all over it like he wanted to satisfy it instead of the other way around, Derek wanted to slap it out of his hands and replace it with his cock.
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It's hot outside, Stiles has an oral fixation, and Derek is losing his mind.
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18 Jun 2026
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And now Derek looked suspicious. Which was just—rude. So rude. Stiles was the very picture of innocence! How could he possibly think Stiles was up to something?!
“Like what?” Derek asked.
“Well,” Stiles said, dragging the word out while stretching his arms forward on the table until he could close his hands around both of Derek’s. “My friend Mieka and I have been bonding over the past few months, and she just got a puppy, and she thought it might be fun for the two of us to bring our dogs to the dog park right outside town.”
Derek stared at him exceptionally hard. “You don’t have a dog.”
“I—why are you and dad the same?” Stiles let Derek’s hands go to throw both arms in the air. “Yes, Derek, I am aware I don’t have a dog!”
“So what exactly is this conversation leading to?” Derek asked, crossing his arms over his chest and looking thoroughly unimpressed.
Stiles licked his lips before pressing them together, trying to think of the best way to word this before blurting out, “In my defence, it was entirely dad’s idea! I wanted to steal a dog from the clinic!”
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- Part 7 of Blood's Sterek Insanity
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17 Jun 2026
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Baby It's Cold Outside by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella) for everything-but-the-not-natural (thetalesofmooseandsquirrel)
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
14 Jun 2026
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[Stiles]
I can’t sleep :(He knew staring wasn’t going to make Derek respond any faster—if he was even awake this time—but he kept the message open anyway, waiting. After a solid minute, he was pretty sure Derek was asleep, and was about to put his phone back down when he finally saw the three dots appear, denoting that he was typing.
Waiting, he knew Derek had to be typing and deleting things, because he spent much too long typing for the two words he sent in response over thirty seconds later.
[Derek]
Who cares?“Wha—?” Stiles sputtered aloud, and then began to respond immediately.
[Stiles]
:(
[Stiles]
don’t you care about me now?Series
- Part 4 of Blood's Sterek Insanity
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15 Jun 2026