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    Stiles has learned two things in his short but decidedly adventurous life. One, being a teenager sucks ass if you can't even jerk off. Two, being Bruce Wayne is not nearly as cool as it sounds if your appointed Alfred refuses to do what you tell him to. Somehow, though, he still manages to get off in the end.

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    28 Jun 2026

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    "I'm a virgin," Stiles says because he has to. It must be known.

    Derek lifts himself up, braced on his forearms in a sort of plank, so he can look down at Stiles. His face is still human and his eyes are the colour of pond-water. Stiles collects these details for later. When this is over, he can figure out the spell's intent. For now, all he knows is that the more they touch, the more human Derek remains.

    "I know," Derek says, and it's not soft or kind. Just matter-of-fact. "I… I can't let you go."

    "I know," Stiles echoes. "Um. Can you be…" he trails off when Derek looks away, eyes filled with shame. His first time won't be with someone he loves or gentle. Okay.

    "I'm sorry," Derek says, still looking away. "The instinct is too strong. To chase you down, to bite." His hips grind down, punctuating his words. "If I don't - if we don't do this, then I'll - "

    Fuck or die. Those are Stiles' options. Well then. What's that video game motto? Hesitation is defeat.

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    18 Jun 2026

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    “I probably shouldn’t tell you this,” Scott says, eyeing Stiles’ fries. “But Derek Hale is back in town. I saw him at the gas station the other day.”

    This piques Stiles’ interest. Oh yes it does. Like any good true crime aficionado, Stiles has his favourite case. His pet cold case. His hometown murder. The thing he brings up when he’s tired of small talk and just wants to get real.

    The Hale Family Fire and the suicide of Katherine Argent.

    Stiles knows this case inside and out. He’s racked up thousands of karma points on reddit for his thoughtful analysis, his pictures of the crime scene, and of his reporting of local gossip. Beacon Hills is a small town, small enough that Stiles is the only one on the Unresolved Mysteries subreddit to have actually seen the burnt out shell in person.

    He’ll tell anyone who listens what he finds fascinating about the case. Absolutely no shame. He’s read all of the articles, he’s pestered his father’s deputies for more information, and he’s read every cold case compilation book that so much as mentions it.

    No one knows this case like Stiles does.

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    In which Derek Hale is a man with a dark past, and Stiles is completely obsessed with him.

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    17 Jun 2026

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    "I'm not wearing a muzzle," Derek snaps.

    "Look, if you wear this then we're golden! There's no way you can bite through this, Deaton said so."

    "Oh well, if Deaton says," Derek says snidely. It's a silly argument. Sure, Deaton is shady and enjoys bending the truth on occasion, but unless it's a complex assassination plan he wouldn't lie about this. Something that Stiles knows that Derek is aware of.

    "There's really no reason for him to lie," Stiles points out. "What's your real problem with it?"

    "It's demeaning," Derek says through gritted teeth.

    "What? No! Lots of werewolves have to wear one of these," Stiles says, waving the muzzle around. The leather and clasps jingle.

    Derek sneers at him. "Wolves who can't control themselves."

    "Pot and kettle, buddy. Wait, wait," Stiles says hurriedly when Derek turns to leave, "let's just... let's try it, okay? Come on, have I steered us wrong before?"

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    In which Derek can't control himself while having sex with Stiles and needs to be muzzled.

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    16 Jun 2026

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    When his dad speaks, it's in a carefully neutral voice. "You saw two wolves tonight."

    "One wolf," Stiles corrects. "The other was messed up. It had a wolf face, yes, but it was..." He trails off, not sure how to describe the wrongness of it. The way its muscles moved beneath its skin, rippling and bulging unnaturally. "It wasn't right."

    The sheriff nods. "And you magically threw this deformed wolf across the store?"

    "I didn't say it was magic."

    "A beam of light shoots out of your hands," the sheriff says dryly, "and tosses a wolf several feet away. You don't consider that magic?"

    Stiles fiddles with his IV. It's pumping fluids into him, but not morphine, unfortunately. He could use some unconscious euphoria right now.

    "I don't know what it was," Stiles says finally. "It's just what happened."

    His dad sighs. "Do you know that all wolves in this state are tracked? They have electronic collars on. Every wolf in California is a dot on a map somewhere."

    Stiles bites the inside of his mouth.

    "There are no wolves around Beacon Hills," the sheriff says definitively.

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