The Balance Event
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It was as he scanned the treetops of his designated post that he spotted a small plume of smoke a few dozen yards away. He didn’t hesitate to investigate. Hesitation was trained out of him years ago.
What he found when he got to the area was not at all what he expected. Though he was glad for it, he didn’t know what he would do if the smoke had been some kind of fire. On the ground in a relatively small clearing lay a fully shifted Dragon around the size of a house -meaning the Dragon was on the younger side, maybe around his own age- sleeping.
Just sleeping as smoke billowed out of his nose.
Or; a Sterek Royalty/Fantasy/Dragon AU with a whole heaping tablespoon of angst and awful home situations.
(Part of the SYR Balance event for the main part of the event.)
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- Part 1 of The Night & the Light
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Hunters interrupt Stiles and Derek's date. This is just the aftermath.
(Part of the SYR Balance event for the Prattle category.)
Series
- Part 4 of Pete the Dragon
- Part 35 of One-shots to cure my writers block
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Derek Hale looked terrifying. With his broad frame and muscles, with his wild black hair and thick beard, with his eyes the color of blood and fangs of a killer. Despite his kindness and his apparent attraction to Stiles, he was still a stranger, a predator, a wolf.
The thing is, Stiles would deal, but others might not. People found Lord Hale horrid, monstrous and unapproachable.
If Stiles stood behind him, no one would touch him.
He’d be safe with the wolf. If not from him, then definitely from everyone else. And that was enough.
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Derek and Stiles grow up together, and knew they loved each other before they understood what romantic love was. But what happens when Derek is caught in the fire, and the trajectory of their relationship is forever changed.
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Stiles could be meek, sure. In Derek’s arms, softened under the touch, pinned under his weight. He allowed himself to relax only in Derek’s sole presence.
Stiles could also look meek. Small, scared. Let the enemies think he was hiding in his mate’s shadow. After all, no one would stop to think that the shadow could ever be dangerous.