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"Hold still." Allison examined the wound that wasn't healing on Derek's arm. The bullet was posioned with wolfsbane. The Argents had a number of different wolfsbane. Derek coming to them was a smart choice. They might have the exact wolfsbane to cure him. She needed to extract it to look at the bullet. The darkened veins were starting to trail up his arm. "I might have to burn the posion out of you. If we can't find the right wolfsbane."
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for @packleaderscottā continued from here
Derek was currently on the other side of the wall, his eyes shut tight as a gag was lodged into his mouth and a collar around his throat coated in wolfsbane to keep him submissive and weak as a kitten. Hands cuffed and chained above his head and legs spread wide and high for anyone who wanted a go at him, made to used and abused in this dark, underground club that perhaps served as quite the little sex dungeon and auction house that Scott had stumbled himself into. Groans muffled, struggles weak as Derek felt his thick, toned ass getting fucked within an inch of his life.
āHaving fun I see?ā A man remarked to Scott, walking over - rather nicely dressed and a chuckle passing his lips.Ā āGlad youāre enjoying my establishment, you know if you like...our toys are up for renting or even purchasing or for trading if you find yourself enjoying themā He smirked at Scott, shamelessly watching the Alpha fuck Derek stupid.
@alphadelameutedelycanā gets a starter cause reasons.
āHey, youāre the one who picked me to be your Beta. Now sit still so I can stitch this up so it heals faster.ā Izzy said as she held Derekās leg still with one hand, while using the other to stitch the wound together. It was a fairly deep gash from Kali, who had paid them a visit not that long ago.Ā
Mickey and Derek. Smash or pass?
āSmash. Thank fuck! Unless Derek ends up being Declanās third uncle twice removed as well. Get it Mickey.ā
Del & Derek pt.1
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āThis is getting off to a great start... Sergent Kill Joy doing his job once againā Del thought to herself, bottle of whiskey in hand.Ā āHe never said anything about not drinking here though,ā traipsing into the living room where he-who-never-has-fun was camped out.Ā āIf youāre not going to enjoy yourself - or let me - while weāre here, I might as well get used to this ...ā Delphine pouted, grabbing a book from in front of Derek. Dramatically sitting on the floor in her pajamas, the agent started leafing through a detailed history of Lyons. She wasnāt sure why the Director made them partners on this case. They were the pair to keep separated at all costs. A swig from her bottle and a page turned, the brunette looked up at her captor and fake paramour. God, she really couldnāt stand him.
āYou know, everyone back at the agency wouldnāt think you had such a stick up your ass if you werenāt so high and mighty.ā, the woman grumbled, sipping once again. Flip. Swig. Sassy side eye.Ā āI know this isnāt ideal, but I donāt want to be here anymore than you do. The least we can do is try to not kill each other. I need alcohol to deal with you and these weird backwoods stoners.ā Standing up, Del went into their far too perfect kitchen and grabbed a shot glass.Ā
āYou donāt have to drink it, hell, you can take your scowl and your stick and tell me where to shove it. But...Iām putting this here because you actually can have fun. I donāt need to be a part of your fun. But for fuckās sake Chadwick, loosen up the tie.āĀ She placed it on the table next to him and made her way to the terrace.
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doctor-derekshepherd:
I knew it!Ā
You did!? I sure didnāt haha! A girl, itās crazy, hopefully she takes after her dad or Iāll be getting a run for my money.
I am searching for a wonderful fic in which Stiles and Derek live happily to be grandparents, with a large family. Derek dies of old age before Stiles and leaves for him in the attic a dresser stuffed with love letters. It is overwhelmingly poignant. [I wish there were a tag for Stiles and Derek as happy grandparents, dealing with their children's adventures!]
This sounds an awful lot likeĀ
āJust to See You Againā by MellytheHunĀ (loserchildhotpants)
(E| 9/9| 14,950| Complete)
A sterek college!AU where writing student Stiles specializes in love letters, runs a blog about it and can be commissioned to write love letters on behalf of lovers who are at a loss for words.
He makes some cash, heās good at what he does (especially when he gets to be a little more explicit in his letters), it pays for his textbooks and thatās all heās really looking for and life is fine. That is, until someone anonymously commissions him to write a love letter to mathematics student, Derek Hale.
@custosluporum liked for a starter
Allison stood behind the Hale werewolf from a distance. She took the shot striking Derek's opponent that was adamant on killing him. The lone werewolf fell to the ground injured. She lowered her bow. Gripping her Chinese ring daggers laced with wolfsbane. "What are we going to do with him?"
