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Derek Hale: certified heating pad | Derek Hale x fem!reader - Teen Wolf
Summary: you are on your period and so far, it's been awful, but luckily your boyfriend is a werewolf with pain relieving powers.
A/N: English isn't my first language.
Warning: nothing.
Words: ~800.
MASTERLIST
"Are you okay?"
Derek's low voice made you open your eyes. The loft door closed behind him with its characteristic sound. Like the door in a horror movie. You groaned softly while lying on your side, wrapped in a nest of blankets. Also, you were wearing one of Derek's oversized sweatshirts. Well, oversized only when you wore them.
"No. I'm dying, but in a fancy way. Thanks for asking though."
Derek dropped the keys in the cute bowl you had placed next to the front door a few months ago, despite him saying it was useless many times, and walked to the sofa. He had a special way of moving, as if he were ready to ambush prey or take a nap, you never knew. When he reached you he stared at your body with his brows furrowed, almost evaluating the damage.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm on my period," you muttered bitterly, burying your face into the pillow. "Everything hurts. My soul is crying and my organs are having a rave inside of me."
He remained silent. You were upset, like every time you had your period but look at the bright side, at least you weren't expecting a tiny human. Or a tiny werewolf.
You kind of were expecting an uncomfortable 'oh', some paternalistic comment about being a woman and ovulating like one of your ex boyfriends told you once, or even for him to simply stay quiet.
Instead, Derek got closer and knelt next to you. He caressed your forehead tenderly, with a softness he rarely showed.
"You're a bit warm, and paler than Stiles when someone mentions he has responsibilities."
"Thank you, I feel beautiful," you replied with all the sarcasm you could gather in your current situation. "And I'm not sick, just menstruating, you know?"
Derek shook his head and sighed as if he were facing an unstoppable mystic force. Somehow, he was.
"Does it hurt that much?"
"As if my uterus wanted a divorce from the rest of my body and burn my house down in the process. Yes. A lot."
Derek seemed to think about it for a few seconds. Then, he got up from the floor with a swift movement and sat next to you on the sofa. Carefully, he moved away the blanket to introduce one of his hands inside of the sweatshirt, placing it over your belly. It felt nice and warm. But also, the gesture was so delicate that almost felt strange coming from him.
You were shocked.
"What are you...?"
"I'm a werewolf," he simply said.
You glanced at him with a raised eyebrow. "I know."
"I can absorb physical pain if I touch it" he explained. "Not all, but enough of it."
"Is that real or are you making up new abilities just to impress me?"
He turned his head to the side. "Do you want to feel better or not?"
You nodded slowly, feeling his hand against your skin, firm and warm. It was weird but not in a bad way. A soft warmth started to spread through your belly like a magic hot bag but better. It was as if the pain were starting to dissolve.
Now your muscles, tense for hours, started to loosen too.
"Oh...." you murmured, surprised. "That helps. How do you do it? Are you a human heater? Derek Hale: premium edition" you made a gesture in the air with your hands while speaking.
Derek snorted, only half amused. "Shut up," he added, but he wasn't mad or anything. Just happy to make you feel a bit less miserable although he wouldn't say it out loud.
"No! Why did you never tell me you could do this?! You could have saved lives in high school, such a great business. Think about it."
"I didn't know you were this dramatic on your period."
You huffed.
"I'm a tragic poem with legs, Derek!"
For the first time since he arrived, Derek smiled. A real one. A soft, real one.
"You're being silly" he said very quietly, if he hadn't been sitting next to you, you would have had trouble hearing.
"I know, but now I feel less like a zombie. Thank you."
After exchanging a glance, silence came back but this time, it was comfortable. Derek didn't take his hand away and you didn't ask him to. He remained there with you, giving you warmth as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Then, on the verge of falling asleep, you muttered something.
"Hey, Derek."
"Hm?"
"If one day I have to choose between you and ibuprofen, I'd probably choose you."
"Just probably?"
"Well, ibuprofen doesn't grunt when I complain too much."
He was just as cautious around new people as Stiles was. How he had told Derek he didn’t trust Peter? How much he hated the twins.
My man would have taken one look at Stiles glaring at Theo while Scott patted this weird smelling (Not quite wolf but definitely not human) dude on the back and joined ranks with the human.
Stiles and Isaac duo of stalking Theo into the woods. Watching him warily. Trying to persuade Scott to see what was happening. Stiles is loosing his bestie but Isaac is loosing his alpha/situationship that he had shared with Allison and the both of them try to comfort one another as Scott slips further and further away.
Isaac and Stiles have always had this weird, brotherly “Only I can fuck with him” mentality about one another so when Isaac sees Theo taunting Stiles he sees red. The sass both of them have against the new guy whose breaking apart the pack. Theo’s presence inadvertently solidifies the bond between Stiles and Isaac.
When the Sheriff is lying in bed and Stiles is breaking apart Isaac finally sucks it up and calls Derek. He’s not expecting him to answer but it only has to ring once before he hears the older man on the phone.
“What’s wrong?” Derek asks worriedly.
“…It’s the sheriff. Things have been bad. Stiles is… Scott… I don’t know what to do.”
“I’m leaving now. I’ll be there in a few hours.” It’s all that is said between them but Isaac can feel the pressure of the pack bonds realign as Derek slowly gets closer to them. Dereks status once more feeling like the alpha spark as the pack is reformed and Isaac is also aware there are 3 tethers in the Hale pack. Derek, himself and Stiles and he understands now why he had never felt the human’s bond within Scott’s group. He had originally thought it was because humans didn’t form pack bonds like wolves did but he realizes it’s because Stiles had always been a Hale.
So, we know that Christian Harper’s competitive rival company in Cyber Security is named Sentinel.
But, what my fellow Twisted series readers of the desi diaspora may have missed is that in the film- “The Gentleman”, featuring Sidharth Malhotra in one of his finest roles, the lead also works in a Cyber Security company called Sentinel.
So you mean to tell my deluded desi ass that in some universe, Christian Harper and Gaurav/ Rishi (Siddharth Malhotra) from The Gentleman are actually business rivals and in that universe, it is possible that Christian Harper comes to know about the truth regarding Gaurav/ Rishi and tries to hire him and persuades him to leave Sentinel??????
If you’ve stayed till the end, you a real one. Now go watch a Sidharth Malhotra movie and drool over him.
i believe poets and philosophers should've held public shows like people do now, like kapil sharma show and anything else, there should've been "rumi ke saath vicharo ki ghumi ghumi", but i guess these genius ideas only occur to me.
house is insane. He calls remy 13 as if shes still just a number to him but also treats her like his kid half the time. He was the only one not to write kutner an obituary but his death hit him so hard he ended up in the psych ward. He faked DNA evidence in court to save a guy he actively dislikes half the time. Hes the most selfish man alive and he blames himself for everything. Hes constantly meddling in his fellows and friends lives because he doesnt know how to actually be involved with people in any way other than Scheming and Plotting. And every time he tries to get better he gets beaten back into being a miserable old man
chase is so interestingly fucked up. he fatshamed a 10 year old girl, he kissed a 9 year old terminally ill girl bc he felt bad, he tried to dom a patient into taking his pills, he killed a dictator, and then went to a priest for absolution. what a guy.
Straight guy looksmaxxing is so fucking funny dude they'll be measuring facial ratios and shit meanwhile the truth is that if you're medium ugly and have a good sense of humor you're guaranteed to bag at least one bisexual woman. They do not know this because they do not recognize women as members of the same species
THANKS FOR ASKING here is a messy grab bag of three of my personal headcanons:
1. A legitimate theory that can be backed up with facts
Stiles was semi-possessed by the Nogitsune in Eichen House when he hooked up with Malia.
The Nogitsune orchestrated this so that no one could 'change the body of the host' afterwards by taking Stiles' virginity once he was properly possessed.
Virgins are canonically an accepted entity linked to the Supernatural: the Nemeton and the Darach using Virgin blood as a conductor implies the Virgin vs Non-Virgin are two separate entities beyond a social construct.
Nogi is in Stiles' head - it would have known this information in general if hadn't known it already, and known that Stiles was a virgin.
In Chaos Rising, Stiles is about to hookup with Heather but derails it because he doesn't have any condoms. When he's checked into Eichen House, he hands over everything in his pockets (or everything in his possession ba dum tiss) so even if he had started carrying condoms around, he wouldn't have had any and neither would any of the Eichen residents.
You lookame in the eye and say that Malia went on birth control in her time from being a coyote to being checked into Eichen. Didn't happen, and Stiles wouldn't have had unprotected basement sex.
Verdict: Fly possession coyote virgin basement sex.
2. It came to me in a dream and I feel it in my heart
This one is my red string crazy eyes headcanon: The Nemeton wasn't cut down, it was struck by lightning via Dread Doctor electricity storm the first time they came to Beacon Hills.
This was when Dr. Valack first encountered them and also when his trepanation research stopped, as the beacon providing him with so many experiments was suddenly turned off, leading him to spiral into a new obsession.
This was the lightning storm that Lorraine predicted that also led to Maddy's death - it wasn't her first and only prediction (besides the dead pool a la Meredith) just because it was her wife - she was also predicting the death of the Nemeton which woke up her Banshee powers, which Peter has implied do not just naturally surface without outside interference.
Additionally, a Nogitsune likes irony; it would be pretty ironic that the only thing that could bring back the Nogi buried by Noshiko beneath the Nemeton would be a coup de foudre.
3. I just think it's neat!
The vast majority the characters aren’t only children by coincidence - they’re just the ones left after the Dread Doctor’s last trip through Beacon Hills trying to resurrect the Beast. When Theo was taken, so were all the siblings, and no one remembers them.
