The amount of fucking fics I need to write now because of these random snippets is so freaking high but I need y’all to listen. This is the most important one, okay?
I need you all to imagine, just imagine… Like I know Derek and his wolf is assumed to be one and the same. Like he’s born wolf so there’s no actual disconnect but I need you to open your mind to the possibility that they don’t share the same conscience.
Instead of Derek’s wolf being a natural part of Derek I need Derek’s wolf to be more of a symbiotie. I need Venom-esque Wolf inside Derek.
I need a sassy, grumpy alpha wolf being the loud and grating voice inside human Derek who is 1000% obsessed with Stiles. I need Derek to struggle to keep this annoying as fuck, blunt and uncaring creature stuffed away. The poor man struggling every time Stiles shows up and his wolf whining pathetically trying to get to him. To please him, to protect him, to take him as his mate.
And Derek is attracted to Stiles okay. He is but he’s also aware Stiles is younger and human and he actually really likes Noah—especially since he works as his deputy now— There’s a laundry list of reasons why dating Stiles is a bad idea but his wolf couldn’t give a flying fuck. He’s constantly complaining to Derek in his head. Fighting for control because “Stupid human! He’s mate. He smells like mate. He looks like mate. Must house and feed and play with mate! Look, he’s sad! Lick him!” And Derek has to physically restrain himself from running over to Stiles and running his tongue over him.
Venom-Wolf Derek picking the most inopportune moments to show up. One minute Derek is chastising Stiles for going out at night alone and the next Wolf Derek is nuzzling into his neck and nipping his ear.
Stiles being the gremlin he is and knowing Wolf Derek is in love with him. 100% pushing human Derek to the limit because he knows wolf Derek will literally praise him for murder.
Wolf Derek making human Derek do the most unhinged things for humans but normal things for wolves. Leaving an entire elk on Stiles doorstep. Making dens out of pillows and blankets and clothing. Roaring at a poor lady who grabbed Stiles arm to ask for directions. Randomly licking Stiles when they’re standing in front of the police squad because he suddenly needs to mark his mate. And “Yes he is mate! Stop telling everyone he isn’t ours!” And Derek appearing to be having arguments with himself every now and again.
Other officers watching in confusion when he suddenly snaps a little too loudly “We are not peeing on his backpack you fucking parasite!”
