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Derek Hale Rarepair Week - Day 4 - missing scenes / AU
Dydia Baseball AU:
After Derek left Beacon Hills he starts a new career as a baseball player. When Lydia finds out (and of course she does!) she starts to show up at his games and much to his embarrassment though truth be told he really enjoys it, he would just never admit it to her face cheers for him.
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Healing | hisevolution
“Uncle Peter, it’s Laura. Look, I know you’re probably still recovering and all, but I’m really worried. He’s not even answering my calls anymore. I have no idea how to track him down. You know him better than anyone; all his little codes and names. Find him. Let me know he’s okay? I can’t leave New York right now.”
It was a voicemail Peter Hale couldn’t exactly ignore. Because his beloved niece was right; he knew the man in question better than anyone in the family ever had, but even he hadn’t heard from his nephew in a while. So he was prepared to find anything when he went to find his nephew. Despite still healing from his sixty-fourth skin graft, he was willing to go find the younger man. So he had packed most of his things (which wasn’t a whole lot; the only reason he even had clothes was because the nurses in the burn unit had purchased them - lightweight clothing was surprisingly easy on healing skin) and headed from Sacramento to the mountainous area just out of his hometown of Beacon Hills.
The mountains frame the Eastern side of the town limits like a carefully nestled arm cradling a baby’s head; and a fairly large portion of it was Hale property. Including the little cabin about six miles off the main path. Most didn’t notice it, but Peter found it with ease, driving slowly along the terrain and parking in the large gravel-strewn section that was a kind of parking area. He opened his door and got out, leaning against it for a moment. The chimney was smoking lightly; a fire big enough for just the living room, more than likely. He sighed, moving to close his door and walk up the stairs to the porch, a cane in hand to help balance him because sometimes the pain that would come from his skin healing made him dizzy and he’d lose balance. He walked to the front screen, arching a brow when he found it locked. That was something strange; the wood frame door’s little swinging latch had never been locked before.
"Derek?" He called out, knocking on the screen. "Derek, it's your uncle. Cone let me inside, please."
Single Father | sassycreeperwolf
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Stiles couldn’t help the soft laugh. “Yeah, I guess that was a lame question.” He said, leaning into the touch as Peter washed his hair. “Mmmm, are you sure? I mean, I want to.” God, did he want to. He never wanted to wake up alone. “And I know Claudia does. She loves it here. Loves having you and Malia in her life. Probably not as much as I do, but that’s not the point.” He moved to rinse his hair, letting the soap wash down his form as he closed his eyes to keep shampoo from his face. “Safer is better. After yesterday’s fiasco at the apartment, I doubt I’d feel safe there ever again.”
Peter grinned as he leaned in and kissed the other softly. “ I want you with me as much as I can have you.” He grinned as he grabbed the conditioner. He smoothed some onto his palms and then ran his finger’s through the other’s hair. “ I could move you to in tomorrow if you liked. And then I could have you in my bed every night. ow does that sound to you?”
Stiles felt his body almost sigh into Peter, kissing back contently. "Mmmm, I never want to be far from you. I feel so safe." He murmured, closing his eyes as he let Peter wash him. He shivered, a quiet moan parting his lips. "Yes. I love that idea. If I can move tomorrow, I can help pack while the girls are with my dad." He replied. "We don't have much. Especially after yesterday..." He leaned into Peter, seeking the comfort and warmth of his mate.
Derek sighed. “Malia…I may not understand the pain entirely, but I do get it.” He moved to kneel beside her, reaching to put a hand on her shoulder. “Coyote or not, you’re still family.” He leaned forward, resting his forehead against her head. “I know it’s a lot, but you do have family here to help you.”
“As far as I know, I’m the only one of my kind. I found out I was adopted and that my real parents obviously didn’t want me enough to keep me. And that the only mistake my adopted parents ever made was taking me home. I don’t think anyone understands.” She sniffed, tears escaping as she felt his arm around her. “What if you leave too? Everyone leaves.”
Derek frowned. "Your father wanted you. I don't know why my mom took his memory, but I think having you to take care of would have helped keep him sane. Don't write him out just because everyone else hates him." He explained. "I knew him back before the fire. He wasn't very sociable, but he cares about his family. He just...doesn't show it as conventionally as some others."
Help Me Close My Eyes | hisevolution
Stiles’ heart jumped a little at the thought. Living here, with the man he loved, but said man didn’t know. He knew the logic was right, this was the ninth time in as many days he’d come to the loft. “I wouldn’t mind moving in, but…I’m not sure you understand how much that means to me. Or…what would mean to me.” He replier, unable to keep his fingers from lacing with the wolf’s.
Derek had known for some time how Stiles might feel about him. He had smelt the anxiety and nervousness and sometimes the arousal when he was around him. He made sure he was facing him and then looked down at their hands laced together. “I think I have an idea, I just want you to make sure that you want it, that you do want…this.” Because he knew that this would lead to Derek being more protective of Stiles, that he would find himself in Stiles’ bed more often than not, his body wrapped tight around him so he didn’t have to fear sleep. He would take the risk of ruining what little they had between each other.
Stiles watched the wolf, chewing in the inside of his cheek. "Derek...if I move in, I doubt I could keep from telling you, so..." He took a slow breath and leaned forward to press a soft kiss to the wolf's lips. After a long moment, he pulled back, whiskey eyes watching the older man. "I love you. And I want to move in, to be with you, but not if it makes you uneasy. I know all the hell you've been through." He replied.
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So many drafts….most of them are for @hisevolution
I have a couple for @notborntolead, @wildlingmalia, @iwasmadeforlies, @iliveforhercode and @sassycreeperwolf
If I’m missing any (or if we ask rp and itsemy turn) let me know. Please?
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@crazedmindofmuses don’t I have you???????
I don't think so? I'll inbox mine
@thxrunawaybeta I found the draft for Erica, too. No worries. <3
So many drafts....most of them are for @hisevolution I have a couple for @notborntolead, @wildlingmalia, @iwasmadeforlies, @iliveforhercode and @sassycreeperwolf If I'm missing any (or if we ask rp and itsemy turn) let me know. Please? <3
Steve smirked. “I’m not that naive. I still have it.” He walked over and pulled a little box from his pocket. “It’s perhaps a little more simple than you’re used to, but it is beautiful.” He said, holding it out to her.
Toni blinked at the box and slowly took it from him. “I’m kinda afraid to open this, Mr. Spangles….” She smirked, attempting to alleviate her nerves. “It’s not a bomb, is it?”
Steve gave her a droll look. "And why would I blow up the most beautiful woman alive?"
