Hello, friends! Today is my birthday and I have continued the tradition of writing a self-indulgent piece of fanfiction.

There is this show. It is called Teen Wolf. It it ostensibly a show rebooting the movie from the 80s while making it "edgy" (i.e. they stole the premise to do their own thing, thumbs up, creators). I do not have cable, so I mainlined all 12 episodes with [personal profile] chaosraven over Skype/Netflix during a two day period of perfection, extremely waxed men playing teenaged boys (really, it's Teen Wolf: No Body Hair), and Derek being a complete creeper and also super hot. Then I wrote 23,000 words about boys and their feelings in a week (with no knotting, alas). This show was sold to me with the following argument: it's extremely slashy, Stiles is amazing and also, Derek. It was really good for me and I have no shame. This story will immediately be jossed on the premiere of season two when everyone is inevitably given a heterosexual life partner. Come on, MTV, don't you know that Merriam-Webster added the word "bromance" to their dictionary this year? Get with the program.

Beta'ed by the peerless, comma-smashing [personal profile] chaosraven, who slogged through the mire of this draft heroically in less than a week. Thanks for all the corpses of those run-on sentences you laid at my feet, darling. This is all your fault, as per usual.

Title: Open the Door
Rating: PG-13, for lack of knotting
Summary: (Teen Wolf) Derek gives Stiles his jacket.

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