Couchsloth
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Derek’s alone but he hasn’t always been and won't always be
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Derek and Stiles have a daughter and they have monthly family dates. This time Stiles is not there and Derek muses about life.
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This is the story of how Harry and Louis became friends and how everything went to shit after that!
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A peaceful moment in Stiles' day
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John has some baggage and Sherlock helps him... but also the other way around :)
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does it count as a midnight tryst if it’s only nine thirty? by thePurebloodPrat for Renmackree
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
20 May 2026
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"The pack meeting itself is pretty lackluster. Mostly, everyone is reconnecting, sharing some anecdotes about their time at school or what they’ve been doing at work. Even Derek manages to socialize a little. Stiles can’t help but notice how much more settled he looks. Gone are the skittish, wary glances and deep frown, forced nonchalance.
Now he snarks with the best of them.
Stiles almost feels bad reaching into his pocket to check his notifications."
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Fellas is it gay to clock your sort of friend, sort of acquaintance, sort of homoerotic saving-each-other's-lives-but-never-really-talking-about-it situationship as being horny on grindr?
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"Nervous? Why would I be nervous to spend twelve weeks in a foreign country riding around in an old piece of junk car with a dull-as-fuck mechanic who thinks he's a model and smiles too much just to impress our mother?" Harry glares at the side of his sister's head as she backs out of the driveway. "Do you know he winked at her? He fucking winked Violet!"
"Oh, so Louis thinks he's a model, does he?"
Harry ignores her smirk. "Betrayed. Pissed off. Abused! Those are more fitting words that describe my state of mind."
One week ago, Harry's mother introduced him to a complete stranger, and assigned them the stupidest project he's ever heard of. Now, he's on his way to America to shoot videos of the newest investment properties she's acquired, and turn the footage into a travel vlog.
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Harry and Louis can’t stand each other and the houses they have to film turn out to be haunted. Worst. Roadtrip. Ever.
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“Oh my gosh oh my gosh!! I loved this!! Loved their dynamic- the banter was incredible and ah the pining!! Such a great story!!”
"Did hit the heart after ever chapter?? You bet your bippy I did!! Incredible!! I couldn't put this book down!!"
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In all honesty, Harry was long forgotten, cast aside by a dimpled stranger and too much champagne. He was almost glad, now, that Harry hadn’t come, because he wouldn’t have met this stranger, this tall man who could make his heart flutter with a single glance.
Victorian!AU where Louis is a wealthy lord throwing a masquerade ball for his birthday and Harry is a toymaker who's only confident when he's wearing a mask.
Written for karukara's contest.
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Five unrelated fics, each set in a different decade, from the 1950s through the 1990s, and inspired by a different unreleased HS1 song. Written for round 7 of Wordplay.
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Stiles blinks hard. He can’t argue that he’s not quite all there, a little woozier than he would like, but he’s done more difficult things a lot worse off. The wolf didn’t know shit and Stiles sure as hell didn’t need him. He huffs out a little laugh into his own chest, leaning back against the armrest and chin dropped to his sternum, head lolling slightly. His eyelids are heavier than they were a minute ago. “What makes you think I wouldn’t use the opportunity to gut you? I hunt werewolves for sport, and so does everyone I have left.”
A careful claw tilts his chin up and it takes Stiles’ eyes a second to bring the face in front of him into stark relief. “You can barely keep your eyes open,” the wolf says softly, “I don’t think you have the upper hand now, human.”