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He's sixteen and in the woods on the wrong side of the town-line and he's so fucking fucked.
He knows he's not supposed to run, they teach that to you in preschool (don't run from a Were, back away slowly and walk with care), but they never told you how it would feel, standing alone in the dark with your heart beating in your throat as those glowing eyes tracked you from the shadows.
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Everyone knows when you go back in time, you shouldn't step on an ant, just in case you accidentally kill your own grandparent or something. But what happens when you go back in time and, uh, accidentally interrupt the one event that apparently made the Grumpiest Alpha in Town into a ball of mindless manpain?
Well, if Marty McFly can do it, so can Stiles Stilinski. All he has to do is get Derek and Paige to fall in love before he gets pulled back to his own time. And before he makes anything worse. That's easy as pie, right? Right?
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Actions Speak Louder than Words by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
22 Jan 2020
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“I apologize.” The cop finally looked back up at his face, seeming thrilled. “It’s just—it’s been so long. And we finally have you.”
That was a bad word. Not found.
Have.
Stiles wrenched his hand free and took a step back, but before he could even think up a gameplan, he felt a prick in his neck and jerked away, reaching up to slap one hand against it and twisting in the same moment.
One of the others had come up behind him while he hadn’t been paying attention, and his vision began to swim even as his eyes caught sight of the half-empty syringe the guy was holding.
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Little seven-year-old Cora is next in line, peering up at Stiles from where she stands clutching at her big brother's hand.
“Where’s your crown?” she asks in that blunt manner most children seem to possess.
“Cora,” Derek chides, his voice smoothed with fondness.
“I just want to know if he has a pretty crown!”
Stiles crouches down. “I bet it’s not as pretty as yours, Your Highness,” he says, taking her hand and kissing it.
Cora flushes with pride and beams. She tugs on her brother's hand, looking up at him as she extends her other to point at Stiles, finger an inch away from his face. “I want you to marry him."
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Whilst attending the wedding of his best friend, Prince Stiles comes face to face with Prince Derek, a member of the Hale delegation from the north. His father considers Prince Derek a worthy match, but tales of the man's reputation as a bore - not to mention his suspected involvement in an assassination attempt on his own family - feeds Stiles' distrust before they've ever even met.
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- Part 17 of Prompts
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“Is—Is he my—” The word dies in his throat.
“How did you not know?” Laura screeches and Derek feels his hackles rise, defensive.
“Wha—Bu—But he smells good to everyone!”
“Not that good,” Cora scoffs.
“Yeah, not good enough to hump him over it.”
“I didn’t hump—”
“You kinda did,” Stiles agrees, scratching at the back of his head. “Though I can’t say I minded.”
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A new tea shop has opened in Beacon Hills, and Laura drags Derek along so he can try the incredible, memory-evoking drinks for himself. He’s soon going back for more, but is it because of the tea, or the owner?
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- Part 19 of Prompts