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until we become something new by Spikedluv (Explicit, NC-17)
Fandom: TEEN WOLF (TV)
Pairing: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski; minor pairings implied (Scott/Isaac, Peter/Chris Argent)
Length: ~ 73,500 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
spikedluv
Author Website: writing on AO3; on Dreamwidth
Why this must be read: I'm not sure where it started, but the inclination to make Stiles a were-beast, but not of the wolf variety, is strong in this fandom, and for some reason, more often than not, Stiles becomes a were-fox. This is one of the animal transformation stories that I absolutely adore. It seems to capture both the frustration that comes with such a drastic change in one's life, and the feeling of freedom and delight at suddenly having access to new senses and experiences. Stiles has to learn to control his shifts and new instincts, while the pack is trying to sort out the intention behind the bite. It's not an accident Stiles is bitten, and the underlying plot to take Stiles away from the pack is what really drives the first part of the story. Even after that particular plot is resolved, the story continues exploring the pack's lives, as well as Stiles and Derek's growing closeness. Throughout, Derek as Alpha is the one Stiles turns to for protection, understanding, comfort, and then he wants more.
The relationship build in this is so slow as to be almost glacial, but it's beautifully done. Both Stiles and Derek are so careful with one another, and every step forward in the relationship feels exquisitely earned. It's intense and romantic. If you need something to get caught up in for hours, you won't be disappointed with this story.
“It bit me!” Stiles said in shock as the others raced back and circled them in confusion, their faces raised as if they were scenting the air, low growls issuing from their throats. Stiles touched a hand to his hip, grunted in pain at the contact, and then pulled away his bloodied hand.
“What happened?” Scott growled around his fangs, yellow eyes staring at Stiles’ hand. Stiles slowly placed it back onto his wounded hip.
“It bit me!” Stiles repeated. Because it bore repeating. What if it had rabies or something? “Oh my god, what if it has rabies or something?”
The fox let out a yippy growl in response, as if it understood the slur, which was cut off when Derek exerted more pressure on the fox with his paw. Derek placed his muzzle against the fox and sniffed. A growl rumbled low in his throat.
“Don’t kill it!” Stiles said frantically. Even though the thing had just bitten him, Stiles wouldn’t enjoy the sight of it being torn apart. Besides, “Don’t they need it alive to test it for rabies?”
The fox made another sound that Derek cut off with a low growl. Wolf!Derek reared up on his hind legs and then wolf!Derek was gone and human (if completely wolfed out) Derek stood in its place.
“Holy mother of god,” Stiles breathed. Because Derek was naked. Completely and gloriously naked. The fox whined and drew Stiles’ gaze away from Derek. Which was another thing to hold against it.
“Change,” Derek growled at the fox.
A moment later a naked man lay on the leaves where the fox had been. Almost like a scene from one of Stile’s fantasies. If the man wasn’t a werefox that had just bitten him!
“Oh my god,” Stiles said. “Oh my god.” He’d been bitten by a werefox. “I’ve been bitten by a werefox.”
“I’m sorry . . . ,” the werefox began, cutting off whatever else he’d been going to say when Derek snarled at him.
“Why did nobody tell me that werefoxes are a thing? And how did he get here? Hey! Why didn’t you know he was here? I thought you guys were all territorial, especially on a full moon!”
On AO3: until we become something new
If you enjoy the story, remember to feedback the author!
Pairing: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski; minor pairings implied (Scott/Isaac, Peter/Chris Argent)
Length: ~ 73,500 words
Author on LJ:
spikedluvAuthor Website: writing on AO3; on Dreamwidth
Why this must be read: I'm not sure where it started, but the inclination to make Stiles a were-beast, but not of the wolf variety, is strong in this fandom, and for some reason, more often than not, Stiles becomes a were-fox. This is one of the animal transformation stories that I absolutely adore. It seems to capture both the frustration that comes with such a drastic change in one's life, and the feeling of freedom and delight at suddenly having access to new senses and experiences. Stiles has to learn to control his shifts and new instincts, while the pack is trying to sort out the intention behind the bite. It's not an accident Stiles is bitten, and the underlying plot to take Stiles away from the pack is what really drives the first part of the story. Even after that particular plot is resolved, the story continues exploring the pack's lives, as well as Stiles and Derek's growing closeness. Throughout, Derek as Alpha is the one Stiles turns to for protection, understanding, comfort, and then he wants more.
The relationship build in this is so slow as to be almost glacial, but it's beautifully done. Both Stiles and Derek are so careful with one another, and every step forward in the relationship feels exquisitely earned. It's intense and romantic. If you need something to get caught up in for hours, you won't be disappointed with this story.
“It bit me!” Stiles said in shock as the others raced back and circled them in confusion, their faces raised as if they were scenting the air, low growls issuing from their throats. Stiles touched a hand to his hip, grunted in pain at the contact, and then pulled away his bloodied hand.
“What happened?” Scott growled around his fangs, yellow eyes staring at Stiles’ hand. Stiles slowly placed it back onto his wounded hip.
“It bit me!” Stiles repeated. Because it bore repeating. What if it had rabies or something? “Oh my god, what if it has rabies or something?”
The fox let out a yippy growl in response, as if it understood the slur, which was cut off when Derek exerted more pressure on the fox with his paw. Derek placed his muzzle against the fox and sniffed. A growl rumbled low in his throat.
“Don’t kill it!” Stiles said frantically. Even though the thing had just bitten him, Stiles wouldn’t enjoy the sight of it being torn apart. Besides, “Don’t they need it alive to test it for rabies?”
The fox made another sound that Derek cut off with a low growl. Wolf!Derek reared up on his hind legs and then wolf!Derek was gone and human (if completely wolfed out) Derek stood in its place.
“Holy mother of god,” Stiles breathed. Because Derek was naked. Completely and gloriously naked. The fox whined and drew Stiles’ gaze away from Derek. Which was another thing to hold against it.
“Change,” Derek growled at the fox.
A moment later a naked man lay on the leaves where the fox had been. Almost like a scene from one of Stile’s fantasies. If the man wasn’t a werefox that had just bitten him!
“Oh my god,” Stiles said. “Oh my god.” He’d been bitten by a werefox. “I’ve been bitten by a werefox.”
“I’m sorry . . . ,” the werefox began, cutting off whatever else he’d been going to say when Derek snarled at him.
“Why did nobody tell me that werefoxes are a thing? And how did he get here? Hey! Why didn’t you know he was here? I thought you guys were all territorial, especially on a full moon!”
On AO3: until we become something new
If you enjoy the story, remember to feedback the author!