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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Sheriff Stilinski, Lydia Martin Additional Tags: Temporary Amnesia, Alternate Universe - Tattoo Parlor, Librarian Stiles Stilinski, Alternate Universe - Human, Some discussion of parent death, so the usual stilinski-hale sadness, canon-typical Kate Argent sexual trauma warning, the fic school of traumatic brain injuries and amnesia, some beautiful gay Walt Whitman poetry, Falling In Love, Explicit Sexual Content Summary:

“So, uh,” Stiles said, peeling the crust away from his toast. It was barely darkened, smeared thickly with butter and orange marmalade, just like he always liked it. “I have tattoos, which is weird, because I’m like, clinically terrified of needles. Swooning, fainting, the whole nine yards.”

  That made the corner of Derek’s mouth lift into something like a small smile before it quickly smoothed out flat and neutral again. “I know,” Derek said, lifting up his fork. Stiles looked at the back of Derek’s hand and saw it was dark with ink—an elaborate full moon, stark on Derek’s skin. “I did them.”

…

Jaskier slowly opened his eyes.  From his vantage point on the floor, he was first greeted by a pair of worn black leather boots. He moved his gaze upwards, taking in tight black trousers and a broad expanse of bare abdomen that looked like it’d been sculpted by the gods. Jaskier wanted to lick each and every well-defined muscle. Two straps crossing over the demon’s chest held two swords, which Jaskier was not expecting to see, but he did love people who could hurt him. He forced his gaze to continue upwards, and took in a handsome face and silver-white hair that looked as soft as silk. Jutting out of the silver-white hair were two 15 centimetre red horns that Yennefer had already warned him about, so he wasn’t surprised, he was just horny.

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Summary:  Jaskier’s bored with his sex life. He’s already slept with everyone hot in the Northern Kingdoms. So, when he hears about the possibility of summoning an incubus, he jumps at the chance. There’s only one small problem—he doesn’t actually summon an incubus.

Rating: M

Tags: Demon AU, Demon Geralt, Misunderstandings, Mistaken Identity, Emotionally Constipated, Pining, Monsters, Leshens, Light Angst, Slow Burn, Canon-typical discrimination, Happy Ending

Notes: A huge thank you to the inimitable @ravenclawkwardly for the beta work, plus the brilliant cover art! This fic would not be what it is without your help, and you even surprised me with art for my story, which is all that I’ve ever wanted. So thank you thank for making a girl’s fanfic wishes come true :) Thank you also to @aceysaid10persquent for making sure that everything was in tip-top shape before posting. 

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