Teen Wolf prompts I'll never write.

Fan of Teen Wolf. In love with Tyler Hoechlin. Also in love with Tyler Posey's bottom. Mostly Sterek, Scerek, and some other minor ships.

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Sometimes self-care is going to the "Derek Hale has a big dick" tag.

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Stiles: How do you say harder in Spanish?

Derek: Más duro.

Stiles: How do you say faster?

Derek: Más rápido.

Stiles: And how do you say deeper?

Derek (grunting): Okay, I get it! You want it rough.

Stiles: Yes, plea-AH! AH!

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Read the room, Derek, some things are obvious.

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Stiles: You're the love of my life.

Derek: Stiles, stop talking to my ass.

Stiles: What? Afraid your dick would get jealous?

Stiles: I'll get to him in a moment.

Derek: I'll add eating ass to the list of things that won't make you shut up.

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Scott: Danny, you are gay, right?

Danny: Yes... I've been out and proud for years.

Scott: Do you know what bottom shaming is?

Danny: It's when people judge bottoms as being less masculine or inferior.

Scott: I understand.

Scott (yelling): Stiles! You were right, I was using the term wrong. I deserved to be cancelled!

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Sheriff Stilinski just wants a headcount for dinner. Instead, he gets front-row seats to Stiles threatening Derek, Derek denying soulmates exist, and perhaps the most gloriously awkward proposal in history.

Read HERE

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Erica: God! Just cause we're hot doesn't mean we have to have sex.

Stiles: We were talking about homework. I feel like you are having a completely different conversation on your own.

Scott: I was talking about homework, you were wondering what the most efficient way to cut an arm is.

Lydia: So, can we go back to the original topic? See how we are going to escape this haunted house.

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Stiles (clinking his glass): I want to make a toast for my dad.

Stiles: Who told me I couldn't be gay dressed like I usually do.

Stiles: Now I'm married to an alpha werewolf with abs for days.

Everyone: *clapping awkwardly*

Stiles: Where's Danny? Danny, remember how I kept asking you if I was attractive to gay guys.

Stiles: Well... Seems like I am attractive to guys with biceps bigger than my head.

Isaac (whispering to Derek): Is this how you imagined your wedding?

Derek: Word for word.

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Should I write the continuation of this one?

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Scott: We are all alone now.

Allison: It seems like we are.

Stiles: I'm right here.

Scott: Completely by ourselves.

Stiles: You can say that you want me to leave.

Allison: Oh! You can take a hint?

Stiles (packing his things): Assholes!

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Derek (jerking awake): I think I'm in love with Stiles!

Erica (from another room): Can you have your epiphanies in the morning? Some people are trying to masturbate over here.

Isaac (from a different room): Don't you mean 'sleep'?

Derek: What are you doing in my house?

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Stiles: I'm not afraid of Derek. He's the one who is afraid of me.

Scott: That doesn't sound right!

*earlier*

Derek: I'm afraid one day you'll do something so incredibly stupid you'll get us all killed.

Stiles: God! Get over it! I didn't know it wasn't turned off.

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Stiles: Scott, I need your help. I did something stupid.

DeAged!Derek (suggestively): And I did Stiles.

Scott: Derek, it isn't the time to make jokes. What did you do, Stiles?

Stiles: ...

DeAged!Derek: ...

Stiles: You don't notice anything out of the ordinary?

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Derek: Why did you insist on having a mirror behind me while we were doing it?

Stiles: From my angle I can't see it bounce.

Derek: See what bounce?

Stiles: Do you know why I always stay behind when we go running.

Derek: Because you can't keep up.

Stiles: Yes, but also because I like to see it bounce.

Derek: SEE WHAT BOUNCE!?

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Stiles: You're insufferable! No one can be this perfect. You must have a weakness.

Derek: I focus too much on the details.

Stiles: What do you think you're doing? This isn't a job interview! We are arguing!

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Stiles (clinking his glass): I want to make a toast for my dad.

Stiles: Who told me I couldn't be gay dressed like I usually do.

Stiles: Now I'm married to an alpha werewolf with abs for days.

Everyone: *clapping awkwardly*

Stiles: Where's Danny? Danny, remember how I kept asking you if I was attractive to gay guys.

Stiles: Well... Seems like I am attractive to guys with biceps bigger than my head.

Isaac (whispering to Derek): Is this how you imagined your wedding?

Derek: Word for word.

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Scott: NO! It's my turn.

Stiles: No, it's MY turn.

Lydia: What's all this fuss about?

Scott: We're deciding whose turn is to bottom.

Stiles: And it's my turn!

Lydia: Oh, my god! Can't you guys switch?

Stiles: If you aren't going to take this seriously maybe don't get involved.

Lydia: Gladly!

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Sheriff (over the phone): I need you to tell me if you're bringing anyone so I can make the reservation.

Stiles: Sure, just give me a moment.

Stiles (turning towards Derek): You know how we are soulmates.

Derek: Soulmates don't exist.

Stiles: Okay, then, since I'm the love of your life...

Derek: I've never claimed that.

Stiles (threateningly): Derek, if you don't propose to me in the next five minutes I'll cut your balls off!

Derek: Stiles, would you do me the honor of being my lovely wife?

Stiles: Of course, I'll be your HUSBAND, you asshole.

Stiles (to the phone): Yes, dad. I'm bringing my fiance.