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*whistles lowly* *pulls out magnifying glass* So… requested by @dylinski

Stiles at 3am, out of ideas of how to get rid of the monster of the week that’s trying to kill ‘em all

Yeah, Stiles is definitely one of those people who would create a powerpoint presentation just to tell Derek how fucked they are. He invites him over, coincidentally when the Sheriff isn't home and he makes Derek sit on his bed, while he adjusts the screen of his computer, starting the presentation. He sits next to it to helpfully point at the sentences from time to time. The Slides go like this:

- I found nothing to help us

- We are fucked

- FUCKED

- Did you read it? We're fucked

- I will repeat myself: we r fcked

- F.U.C.K.E.D.

- To say it like Yoda "Fucked we are"

- *somewhere on the corner almost too small to read* fuck, I don't wanna die

- We are totally fucked

And Derek's just sitting there, staring at it until the screen goes black again. Stiles would turn to him and try to assess his reaction. "So, what do you think?"

Derek would heave an annoyed sigh and turn his attention to Stiles. "I think I read the word fuck so much, we might as well just do it now. We'll probably die anyway."

And Stiles would be shocked for a moment and then all up on Derek, because yeah, they might die, but he's not going to die before he rode Dereks dick into the sunset. Or Derek rode his, he's not choosy.

After, Stiles bed broken and a few clawmarks at the wall (how the fuck that happened he had no clue), both sweaty and breathless and happy, Stiles had an epiphany on how to kill the monster.

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Me, reading fanfics at 4am: Wow. Just wow. So beautiful and wholesome. This makes me want to believe in love. Fluffy and oh so sweet. Nothing is better than this.

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