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Archive Warnings: Graphic Depiction of Violence, Rape/Non-Con
Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski
“So this is what Stiles does. He lies in Scott’s bed and waits for Melissa to say she’s found someone to get it out of him, to cure him of the wrongness and the bad, and he dreams.
God, he dreams.
He dreams of fire and swollen bellies and that scene in Alien, of giving birth to jackals through his urethra, the whole horrific nine yards. His head is a terrible place to be, he can’t imagine his stomach is much better, why anyone would want to put a thing inside of it.”
In the last five years a lot has changed for Stiles. He graduated from highschool, he doesn’t have a buzzcut anymore, he’s 24, almost 25, he’s got over Lydia, but they’re still friends. He just got married with Derek and they’re in love. He’s happy, he’s so happy.
Problem is… he doesn’t remember any of it.