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The series is set in Beacon Hills in Northern California. The main character is a teenager named Scott McCall, who is in his last year of school. His life changes dramatically in the first episode, when at night in the forest he is bitten by an unknown creature, which turns out to be a werewolf. And that's exactly what Scott becomes. This changes his life both for the better and for the worse. He becomes noticeable to others, he has a girlfriend, and he becomes the leader of the school lacrosse team. But being a werewolf in this series is unsafe both for yourself and for those around you.

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Fictional creatures in the world of Teen Wolf

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These materials are devoted to comparing the mythology of "Teen Wolf" and how it relates to the real one. Here you can find out interesting details about the creatures that are mentioned in the series, various legends and beliefs about werewolves. We will also pay attention to the extent to which Teen Wolf is integrated into the film mythology of werewolves in horror films, since the image of the werewolf in films is very different from its folklore image.

“Teen Wolf,” like the vast majority of all movies about werewolves, is not about the werewolves we meet in legends, folklore and mythology. Werewolves were actually reinvented in the movies as completely different creatures. You can read about this in the “Werewolves in Cinema” section as part of the main article about werewolves. Here we will talk about the film sources of Teen Wolf itself.

Stiles! This is no fit.

Stiles! This is no fit. Author: yenshee Fandom: Teen Wolf Main characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski Pairing or characters: Sterek (Derek/Stiles) Rating: NC-17 Genres: Slash (yaoi), Humor, PWP, Hurt/comfort, ER (Established Relationship) Warnings : Underage Size: Mini, 4 pages Number of parts: 1 Status: finished Author's note: Porn sketch for this https://i055.radikal.ru/1308/23/2850a0a5eae9.jpg picture. Joy. Stiles looks around, barely sure where he is. He drank more alcohol today than he had ever drunk in his entire life. The bass of the club mix hits my ears. Stilinski looks for familiar faces in the blurry flesh-colored ovals around him. Damn, where's Scott? Or anyone. Stiles walks hesitantly towards the stairs leading to the second floor of the house where the party is taking place. He rises carefully, holding tightly to the railing so as not to slide down and break something. He will definitely find someone from above. Hanging from the second floor railing, Stiles scans the crowd. It seems to him that Lydia’s red hair flashed over there, and Isaac’s curls were definitely there. But no, he doesn’t have time to call them, because they disappear too quickly. Completely desperate, Stilinski unsticks himself from the railing and finally wants to go and rest. Then let them look for him themselves. He did everything he could. Actually, it was a stupid idea to go to Dani’s party with the whole pack. But Scott insisted, and everyone loved Scott and respected his opinion at a minimum. Stiles stumbles into the unlocked room and falls onto the bed, arms outstretched. His head is spinning, he licks his dry lips and feels nauseous. Stilinski doesn't know how to arrange himself so that the space around him doesn't sway as if he's on a ship in the middle of a storm. Out of the corner of his ear he hears the door slamming. Stilinski isn't sure he didn't imagine it. Opening one eye, he somehow turns his head towards the sound to check. And he sees a gloomy Derek. Smiles stupidly: “Derek!” You found me, my knight! - Stiles remarks, with sarcasm suddenly cutting through. Hale silently approaches closer, looming over him like a sheer cliff. Stilinski twitches in an attempt to crawl away in order to feel minimally safe. No matter how drunk he was, he remembers what he and Derek discussed the day before. It's been a month since they officially announced their relationship to everyone. But it never came to sex. Stilinski never considered himself gay, and even now he does not consider himself gay. Everyone has exceptions for different things, well, but for Stiles the exception was Derek. Gloomy, but inspiring confidence and reliability with his whole appearance. And the fact that he can break the spine with one movement of his hand is better not to think about it. After all, Stiles is still alive, although he has pissed off the werewolf more than once. In general, they agreed that tonight should be their first night together, so to speak. But Stilinski cowardly agreed to go with a friend to a party and hoped in this way to avoid what scared him so much. Kissing and squeezing is one thing, but another thing is when they try to push something into you... Stiles interrupted his thought because Derek, apparently having had enough of admiring him, began to slowly undress. Apparently, having made some decision. Stilinski sat up abruptly, clutching the bed so that he wouldn't be carried away. Apparently, the party and Stiles' condition were not an obstacle for Hale. “What are you going to do?” — the guy asked nervously, bulging his eyes, because he undoubtedly saw better, and constantly looking at how Hale was naked. “We agreed that today we will have sex,” Derek said briefly. “But we’re not at home and, anyway, look at me,” Stiles began to gesticulate. “Derek, look at me, I’m not capable.” What if I don’t remember anything? I want to get a complete picture of the memories of my first time, not fragmentary episodes. - Stiles chattered, either grabbing and squeezing Hale by the shoulder, or throwing up his hands. “I still don’t hear any reason to stop.” We have agreed to. - Derek said calmly again, already untying the laces on his sneakers. He did everything rather slowly, carefully folding each item, apparently to give Stilinski time to get used to the idea. Stiles rose to his feet, still feeling disgustingly drunk, and also scared. Damn, how can I prove that he’s not ready yet? He, in the end, only, one might say, realized his homosexuality, and Derek immediately took it all out and put it away. Why all this rush? You can wait. A couple of months... six months... They have nowhere to rush: they don’t have to go anywhere, there’s no threat of death, and anyway.. Stilinski hastened to dump all these thoughts out to Derek, to which Hale, having already finished with his pants, silently took hold of the elastic band of his panties. Stiles bit his lip, suddenly embarrassed, and muttered that he would go in this case, find contraception, since Derek was so serious, and anyway, you can’t convince him, he hurried to the bathroom. Slamming the door behind him and leaning his back against it, Stilinski closed his eyes, trying to calm his heartbeat. Fucking Derek Hale. Isn't it clear that Stiles isn't ready yet? I would look at him if his ass was in such danger. Derek growled something from the room, apparently Stiles' name. My heart beat even faster, just like a cowardly little bunny. Stiles' eyes widened and he flew to the sink, opening the cabinet and rummaging through all the things he could find there. Jars, bottles. Medicines, teeth whitening products - everything is wrong. It was the turn of the bottom shelf; after rummaging among the small items, Stilinski finally found a package of condoms. Smiling triumphantly, he turned her face over, raising his eyebrows. The packaging said "XXL". Dani doesn't have any size, Stiles thought. Hoping that it would work that way, he also pulled out a tube of lubricant, which undoubtedly came in handy. Stilinski walked back into the room where Derek stood at the front door. He was just taking the key out of the lock, having apparently previously locked the room. Putting the key on the nightstand next to the window, Derek turned to face Stiles without any embarrassment. Stilinski involuntarily lowered his eyes to the future subject of his torture, who was already half-risen from the desire seething inside the werewolf. Well, Stilinski couldn't blame him, the guy held back for a long time. Stiles, despite the fear that formed inside him, felt a heat in his lower abdomen, pleasantly spreading through his pelvis. Swallowing, Stiles tossed the package to Derek. He caught it and grinned. “Are you sure you won’t change your mind?” - Stiles made one last attempt to save his skin. Derek silently shook his head, already starting to tear open the packaging. Stilinski, flushed with shame, sat down on the bed, untying the laces on his sneakers. He tried not to look at Hale’s unit so as not to be even more frightened; he already felt like a virgin schoolgirl and at the same time he was ashamed of himself. Damn, he's a man, and he should go through this with courage. After all, this is Derek. His Derek, whom he loves and who loves him. What bad could happen? - Stiles. “He’s too small for me,” Derek said irritably, fixing the guy with a murderous look. Stilinski froze. His heart completely sank into his heels and at the same time he felt a strong tension in his jeans in the groin. - H..h-how small is it? - Stiles started to stutter. Derek shrugged his shoulder twitchingly and threw the packaging and the unpacked condom away, already more decisively approaching Stilinski. There was plenty of time to come to terms with the fact that Stiles would lose his virginity today. It's time to act. Stiles found himself on his back, pressed against a hot, naked, heavy body. And he squeaked in fear. Derek nudged his chin with his nose and pressed his lips into his neck, grabbing the tender skin and leaving hickeys. Stilinski groaned and seemed to begin to relax and seem to forget what lay ahead of him. Everything was safe and familiar for now: Derek kissed him in his own way, greedily and passionately, Stilinski willingly offered himself up. He always liked it when Derek kissed his neck, it was one of Stiles' erogenous zones. Derek impatiently began to undress Stilinski, who did not have time to do this himself. In the rolling drunken haze, Stiles didn’t even notice how he found himself in only his shorts, and Derek was already kissing his stomach and thigh bones. Stilinski groaned something approvingly and pushed Derek lower, he glared at him with red eyes, but still obediently sank lower, poking his nose into his groin. Stiles was always amazed and turned on by the way Derek was always smelling everything about him. What he was sniffing out there, Stilinski did not know, and he was embarrassed to ask. Derek, meanwhile, pulled off the guy's underwear and, pulling the skin from the head, exposing it completely, licked it sensually, taking it into his mouth. Stiles curled his fingers into Derek's hair from the overwhelming emotions, thrusting his hips towards the hot mouth. Derek pulled Stiles's dick into his mouth and began to suck slowly, pushing his mouth harder and harder on the shaft each time. Stilinski moaned, dizzy from alcohol and pleasure. Derek carefully took the tube of lubricant from his hand, which he had already forgotten about and, without realizing it, was clenching forcefully in his fist. Stiles tensed, but Derek's mouth didn't let him think about the future for long. Hale squeezed lubricant onto his fingers and, throwing Stiles' long legs over his shoulders, lifted his hips, not looking up from the blowjob, carefully rubbing the compressed ring of muscles with a hot finger, carefully watching the blissed out Stilinski. He didn't protest. So far everything was going well. Starting to lick the guy's dick like ice cream, pressing it forcefully against his stomach, Derek pushed his fingers into Stiles, first with one, slowly and carefully, and when there were no signs of pain, he added a second. The second one was a little more difficult, but Derek distracted his man as best he could, again taking his dick into his mouth and swallowing it down to his throat, feeling the head rubbing against his palate and slipping into his throat. Stiles was already moaning loudly - Derek had found his prostate, which he was now actively stroking with his fingers. Stiles was already on the edge - Derek could hear it in his heartbeat, in his breathing and low moans. A teenager, what to take from him. Stiles felt the heat in his lower abdomen give way to an explosion, a wave of pleasure rolling down his spine, making him throw his hips up and at the same time try to push himself harder onto the fingers fucking him. The guy squeezed the sheet with his fingers and came in Derek's mouth, biting his lip from the emotions that rolled through him. The werewolf swallowed Stiles' cum and licked his lips. Rising higher to Stilinski's face, he grabbed him under the knees with his hands, and, folding the guy almost in half, kissed him softly on the lips, pushing his tongue into the pliable mouth and licking the taste of blood. And he immediately pushed his third finger into the relaxed body, Stiles jumped up and whined quietly into his lips, tensing up again. Derek obediently froze, spreading his fingers slightly apart from Stilinski, whispering tenderness on his lips, kissing them alternately, and licked his neck and shoulders. And only after feeling how the clenched Stilinski relaxed, the werewolf continued to stretch him under himself. His own penis was throbbing with desire and was already leaking lubricant onto the sheet. Derek clenched his teeth and endured, he knew that the first time would be difficult anyway, and with his size, tightness, and Stilinski’s fears, everything could turn out not at all rosy. The guy began to move his hips slightly, getting used to the three fingers. His member gradually began to fill with desire again. Oh, this youth. Stilinski felt how his entrance stretched under Derek's fingers, how the muscles pulled with pain and at the same time how pleasant it was when Hale touched him with his lips like that in all places, and how pleasure rolled in in unexpected waves when he rubbed his prostate inside. Stiles reached out to Derek to bring his lips back to his, getting more turned on by the kiss, feeling his own dick get hard again. Derek massaged the spot under his balls with his thumb, making Stiles whine in pleasure, completely melting him like ice cream in the sun. Finally, Derek pulled his fingers out of him and began to adjust himself, not leaving Stilinski's lips, biting them and sucking hotly, and not giving the guy a chance to recover. Stiles wrapped his arms around Hale's neck, wrapped his legs around his waist, and the werewolf pressed his head against Stilinski's developed entrance, pressing with his hips, forcing the muscles to spread under the pressure of his cock. Stilinski closed his eyes and groaned in pain through his teeth. Still, he was right, damn it, in his fears. The feeling was not pleasant, as if they were putting a pig on a spit, by God. Out of emotion, Stiles bit Hale's shoulder with force, he growled, pushing his hands between the bed and Stiles's back, squeezing his shoulders with his fingers and pressing him to him with all his strength, almost lifting him above the bed, merging with him, pushing his hips harder, in one fell swoop he found himself in it's down to the base and hardening. Stilinski continued to whine and whisper that he was in pain, but wisely did not twitch. Derek felt the guy's erection subsiding, he began to breathe heavily, holding back, placing one hand on Stiles' lower back, drawing out the pain. Stilinski somehow suddenly relaxed, no longer feeling that piercing pain, slowly released his fingers squeezing Derek’s back, licked his lips and gently ran his lips over the werewolf’s cheekbone. And he began to move, still ready at any second to relieve Stilinski of pain again. Stiles' cock began to rise again with each soft thrust inside Derek. Stiles threw his head back on the pillows and closed his eyes, falling into new, strange, and at the same time pleasant sensations. With each new push, pleasure hit the brain harder and harder, leaving white circles under closed eyelids. Derek lowered Stilinski onto the bed, squeezing his thigh with his hand, the other resting on his elbow and hanging over, began to move harder and harder, pounding into the supple body more and more sharply, growling with pleasure and holding himself just on the edge so as not to turn. However, his claws still branched, piercing Stilinski's skin in several places that both of them did not notice, absorbed in passion. With each new thrust, Stilinski moaned louder and louder, squeezing Derek's fingers, the sheets, the headboard, everything he could get his hands on with emotion. With each new thrust, Hale rubbed his stomach against Stiles's dick, bringing even more pleasure. Blowing the roof off. No longer able to restrain himself, Stilinski screamed at the top of his lungs, pushing himself onto Derek’s dick, pushing his heels against his ass, causing the werewolf to speed up each time. He moved at the limit, breathing hard and constantly looking at Stilinski, who was rushing under him and looked simply awesome. Sharply grabbing Stiles's playful hands by the wrists, Derek brought them over his head and pressing them and his whole body into the bed, slammed his hips even harder, driving, pushing, fucking Stilinski hard into the bed. He wasn’t even yelling anymore, but was wheezing in a broken voice. Hale growled, pounding a couple more times into the supple, hot body, feeling Stiles's sperm spreading between them, and came inside him, driving his dick to the base. After a while, Stiles, having come to his senses, slightly pushed Derek away, feeling the full weight of his body on himself. He reluctantly rolled onto the bed, lying on his back next to him and looking at the ceiling. Stilinski, dumbfounded, looked in the same direction. “Well, it wasn’t that scary?” “Derek asked Stiles with obvious sarcasm after a while. “Shut up,” Stiles whispered quietly, closing his eyes.