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Then You Think Again by leah k (blinkiesays) - Mature (R)
Fandom: TEEN WOLF (TV)
Pairing: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski
Length: ~ 22552 words
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blinkiesays
Author Website: writing on AO3
Why this must be read: Because any story that starts out with Stiles and Derek running through the forest, injured and desperately looking for a refuge, is promising, in my books. Yes, it's a "forced to get wolf-married" story, but rather than a bout of sex, Derek marks Stiles with a handprint. (Supernatural fans, you know how a profound bond can be established by a handprint!)
The handprint gives them the ability to sense the other person and his emotions. It also means that Derek's instincts kick into high gear, including needing to be near Stiles to protect him, which causes some tension with Stiles' dad when Derek basically moves in. Of course, nothing's going on between the boys, but all those linked emotions, living together, and the continuous threats to their lives have to have some effect on them.
I love a story with a slow build, with great (hilarious) dialogue, with little turns of plot (Stiles, do you really want to go on a date with someone else?), and the whole backwards married-then-dating way of getting together that ends with a romantic gut-punch when the characters have to make a choice about the relationship they accidentally wound up in. This story has pretty much everything I love, and as a bonus it's really funny. Stiles' inner monologue is a joy to behold, and Derek's dry sarcasm is perfect.
"Holy crap!" Scott says, too loud. And then he whispers, "Holy crap! Do you know what that means? You mated with Derek!" Scott looks betrayed. "You didn't tell me you guys were together!"
"We're not! We weren't! We still aren't!"
Scott gapes at him. It's not his best look.
"It was, like, a platonic claim! Or the hags would have let the hunters kill us!"
Scott gapes more. "The who? What? Tell me everything," he says.
So Stiles gives him the highlights. Scott stares, silent, for a long time.
"This is like," Stiles says, "I've become one of those backwards Kentucky people who all get married at fourteen. We had a shotgun wedding! There were shotguns involved! Actual shotguns!" Stiles sighs and puts his head in his hands.
Scott shakes his head. "I have cousins from Kentucky. They're nice people. Lay off Kentucky."
Stiles stares and stares and stares at him, in awe.
"How is that what you have to say to that," Stiles says, just amazed.
"Stiles," Scott says, serious. "If I actually let myself think about it, my brain's gonna explode."
Fair enough.
"I'm not old enough to even have this legally," Stiles says, morose, and tugs his shirt back down over the massive Derek-shaped handprint magically inked between his shoulder blades.
Stiles asks, "Are you gonna be cool with this?"
"Probably not," Scott says. At least he's honest. "You don't even want to know what you smell like now."
Stiles' dad yells again, inviting them down to breakfast.
Stiles lets his head fall against his desk with a dull thud. "What am I going to tell my dad?"
On AO3: Then You Think Again
If you enjoy the story, remember to feedback the author!
Pairing: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski
Length: ~ 22552 words
Author on LJ:
blinkiesaysAuthor Website: writing on AO3
Why this must be read: Because any story that starts out with Stiles and Derek running through the forest, injured and desperately looking for a refuge, is promising, in my books. Yes, it's a "forced to get wolf-married" story, but rather than a bout of sex, Derek marks Stiles with a handprint. (Supernatural fans, you know how a profound bond can be established by a handprint!)
The handprint gives them the ability to sense the other person and his emotions. It also means that Derek's instincts kick into high gear, including needing to be near Stiles to protect him, which causes some tension with Stiles' dad when Derek basically moves in. Of course, nothing's going on between the boys, but all those linked emotions, living together, and the continuous threats to their lives have to have some effect on them.
I love a story with a slow build, with great (hilarious) dialogue, with little turns of plot (Stiles, do you really want to go on a date with someone else?), and the whole backwards married-then-dating way of getting together that ends with a romantic gut-punch when the characters have to make a choice about the relationship they accidentally wound up in. This story has pretty much everything I love, and as a bonus it's really funny. Stiles' inner monologue is a joy to behold, and Derek's dry sarcasm is perfect.
"Holy crap!" Scott says, too loud. And then he whispers, "Holy crap! Do you know what that means? You mated with Derek!" Scott looks betrayed. "You didn't tell me you guys were together!"
"We're not! We weren't! We still aren't!"
Scott gapes at him. It's not his best look.
"It was, like, a platonic claim! Or the hags would have let the hunters kill us!"
Scott gapes more. "The who? What? Tell me everything," he says.
So Stiles gives him the highlights. Scott stares, silent, for a long time.
"This is like," Stiles says, "I've become one of those backwards Kentucky people who all get married at fourteen. We had a shotgun wedding! There were shotguns involved! Actual shotguns!" Stiles sighs and puts his head in his hands.
Scott shakes his head. "I have cousins from Kentucky. They're nice people. Lay off Kentucky."
Stiles stares and stares and stares at him, in awe.
"How is that what you have to say to that," Stiles says, just amazed.
"Stiles," Scott says, serious. "If I actually let myself think about it, my brain's gonna explode."
Fair enough.
"I'm not old enough to even have this legally," Stiles says, morose, and tugs his shirt back down over the massive Derek-shaped handprint magically inked between his shoulder blades.
Stiles asks, "Are you gonna be cool with this?"
"Probably not," Scott says. At least he's honest. "You don't even want to know what you smell like now."
Stiles' dad yells again, inviting them down to breakfast.
Stiles lets his head fall against his desk with a dull thud. "What am I going to tell my dad?"
On AO3: Then You Think Again
If you enjoy the story, remember to feedback the author!