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Just Another Day At Wayford by Sarahwhit11
Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005), Starship - Team StarKid, Original Work
23 Sep 2020
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This is a story that I wrote when I was in high school. It's mostly inside jokes, dreams I had, or just general insanity, but I'm weirdly proud of it. I hope you all like it, but if you don't, that's fine too. Let me know if you catch any errors! I don't own any of the characters from Doctor Who and all references to that and to Starkid belong to them.
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Stiles is turned into a werewolf against his will and runs away, runs to the safety of the Hale Pack. He has to get used to being a werewolf and to being an omega now and his instincts tell him to go where it's safe.
The Hale Pack left and moved one town over, where the preserve and the Hale territory stretched to, Peter conceding the territory to Scott solely for Stiles' sake, to avoid a fight with Scott.
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29 Dec 2025
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Lust is such a vast word, it can designate so many things at once, so why would he be held responsible for how people interpret it?
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Bookmarked by Sarahwhit11
29 Dec 2025
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The shift was brutal, a chaotic rush of agony and ecstasy that left Stiles reeling. Gone was the familiar, muted world he knew; now, every sound was a hammer blow, every ray of light a blinding assault, and the air itself was a thick soup of clashing smells. Just as he thought he might shatter under the onslaught, a scent, deep and rich as dark soil and tinged with something feral and sweet, pierced through the overwhelming chaos, singling itself out with an almost predatory intensity.
So, when that distinctive scent first reached Stiles – spicy and with a subtle, bitter edge, making his mouth water and his cock stir before he even registered who it was coming from – he knew something significant had shifted. Unlike the others, who seemed oblivious, probably because they weren’t alpha wolves, as his mind helpfully supplied, Stiles immediately noticed the change. He watched as Derek idly shifted on the sofa, his movements subtle yet charged, and observed the way his cheeks slowly began to flush with color when he finally lifted his eyes to meet Stiles’s gaze. The intensity of the scent and Derek’s reaction were undeniable, a silent and powerful acknowledgment of a shift in their dynamic.
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29 Dec 2025
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“Stiles!” Derek shouted, his voice cracking as it ripped through the night. The name felt raw in his throat, desperate and pleading. He didn’t care if it made him sound weak—he just needed to hear Stiles’s voice, heart, anything, he needed to know he was okay.
But when Derek finally burst into the clearing, his heart damn near stopped. Stiles was sprawled on the ground, completely still, buried under the massive, lifeless body of the Alpha werewolf. The beast wasn’t moving, but Derek didn’t give a damn about it. All he saw was Stiles, pale and motionless, and for a split second, the world seemed to tilt on its axis.
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29 Dec 2025
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“When I said ‘kiss my ass,’” Derek manages to choke out, his voice all strangled and tight, “I didn’t mean it—ahh—literally!” He’s trying to whine, to protest, but all he gets in response is another harsh, wet lick, right on his sensitive ring. His entire body clenches, a writhing mess of tension, as he desperately tries to bite back the moan that’s clawing up his throat. He refuses to give Stiles that satisfaction, not while they’re mid-argument, and definitely not when the pleasure is this intense.
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29 Dec 2025

