nah don’t worry

Stefica unlike Werewolves, Does not Exist by AlexTheShipper (2/2 | 3,825 | G)

Stiles has always been afraid that his fated will be angry that he isn't the girl the universe promised him. Maybe he should have considered the fact that mythical creatures don't really care about people's biological gender. Then again who would guess that their intended is a werewolf?

Raised by Wolves and Other Beasts by TroubleIWant (1/1 | 21,236 | R)

Stiles is 26, single, and unencumbered with any responsibilities. Until his past starts catching up to him, anyways.

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Derek is standing at Jason’s reception desk, looking the same as he does in Stiles’ dreams except that he’s breathtakingly real, from the two-day stubble to the jewel-bright eyes to the little cow-licks in his hair he always tries to gel into submission. Stiles sees the exact moment he realizes that he can’t get a scent, because his eyebrows flick up in surprise and hurt. In the supernatural community, scent blocking is rude to the point of hostility. It means you’re hiding something.

Stiles has no idea what his own face is doing, but after the slip, Derek schools his into something so tightly composed it seems like an admission in itself. It hardly feels like years can have passed since they saw each other last, except that propped on Derek’s hip, chubby hand curled at her mouth...

Emily. She’s grown into that distinctive Hale coloring; pale skin and dark hair. She has Derek’s hazel green eyes, too. Two tidy pigtails curl above each of her ears, held with red bubble ties.

“Oh,” Stiles says faintly. He’d braced himself for Derek, but only him. “Her hair’s longer.”

This Really Happened (save for Werewolf Hero) by Ookamisan (1/1 | 2,266 | PG13)