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Day 4

Seires Fic Rec part 14

Queer Your Coffee by alisvolatpropiis - (Queer Your Coffee) - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 3,084, sterek)

Derek's just over the city line when he sees a sign for an independent drive-thru place, Full Spectrum Brew. There are three cars in line when he turns in, which annoys him but gives him hope. Not that he really trusts the people of Beacon Hills to have much taste when it comes to coffee (god, he is a snob), but the shop’s popularity does seem to bode well. The line of cars moves way more slowly than he’d like, each customer in front of him seeming to take way too long to order, and then lingering when they get their coffee. He’s irritable from lack of sleep and an even more detrimental lack of caffeine, anxious to get out of the car. Finally it’s his turn and he slowly rolls up to the window, turning the radio down.

For a second, he thinks he must have fallen asleep while he was waiting, because what he sees when he looks in the window surely must be a dream.

Stunning brown eyes like glowing honey and sweet little nose, slightly upturned; a shapely pink mouth, bottom-lip pierced by a thin black hoop that he's worrying with the tip of his tongue as he smiles a gorgeous hello.

He's the most beautiful man Derek's ever seen.

And he’s shirtless.

It's a Beautiful Night by khasael - (Hale and Hearty) - (Rating: T, Words: 2,887, sterek)

Just because they're all almost used to fighting against the Creature of the Week and assorted other Bad Guys, doesn't mean it doesn't get Stiles's heart rate going.

Dream a Little Dream by Yoiko - (A Little Dream of Me ) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 1,101, sterek)

“There’s something I’ve been wanting to do for a long time. And since this is my dream you’re going to let me do it.”

All things share the same breath - the beast, the tree, the man. by devilscut - (There are nights when the wolves are silent and the moon howls.) - (Rating: Mature, Words: 11,687, sterek)

A shell-shocked Stiles regroups with the pack to find his father who has been kidnapped by the Darach. Their search leads them to the Nematon, where their confrontation with the Darach reveals her plans and that there is more to being a True Alpha than they know. Derek and his family's legacy is at the heart of her schemes and when the Darach has him under her control Stiles begins to realise the extent of how much he really cares for the sourwolf. In true Scooby-doo fashion, the villain has told them of her plans but more shockingly to Stiles she also reveals a very important aspect of his and Derek's relationship.

The virtue of patience by nofeartina - (Patience) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 11,827, sterek)

Stiles isn't afraid of admitting his feelings to Derek, but that doesn't mean that Derek wants to hear it. 

Or the one where Stiles knows that all good things come to those who wait.

I Feel Like You Can't Feel the Way I Feel by i_might_be_in_over_my_head - ( Einherjar MC ) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 14,087, sterek)

“Fuckin A, dude! The last time you gave me that look I ended up in the woods in the middle of the night, lost my inhaler, and almost died. Please tell me why you’re always trying to get me killed?” Scott shook his head resigned. He knew Stiles was going in and nothing he could say would change that. “If we wake up dead tomorrow just remember this was your idea.”

Stiles threw his fist in the air enthusiastically, almost punching Scott in the face, and turned to the door. He knew if he didn’t go quick Scott would probably change his mind and he’d have to start all over. “Dude that was sophomore year of high school, let it go! Plus dead body! We had to go. We’ll just have a drink and check it out. It’ll be fun!”

fingertips have memories by thatworldinverted - (let's talk about sex ) - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 1,800, sterek)

Pochemuchka (Russian), noun: a person who asks a lot of questions. 

"I saw the way you watched me, when I was home last month. How long have you been dreaming about getting me on my knees?"

seems to me it's chemistry by HalfFizzbin - (covalent bonds) - (Rating: T, Words: 4,153, sterek)

Awkward Nerd Derek has been crushing on Handsome Jock Stiles since forever—so getting paired with him on a Chemistry project is definitely the best/worst thing that's ever happened to him.

These next two fics go hand in hand. 😇

The One with All the Kids by Itsreallyjustforresearch83 - (Rating: G, Words: 6,527, sterek)

Derek didn't know what he did to deserve to have this again. A house full of people, of family. He's going to be forever grateful to that rouge witch for what she did for him and Stiles, because after all the hurt they went through together, many years later, they're standing in the Pack house, in their house, surrounded by their family.

A New Hale by Itsreallyjustforresearch83 - (Rating: G, Words: 4,543, sterek)

The Pack meets the werewolf cub that Stiles and Derek gets placed with them on Christmas.

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The Pot Of Gold At The End Of The Rainbow by TheyDraggedMeInNowIAintLeaving - (Rating: T, Words: 8,881, sterek)

Stiles meets his first Hale when he's seven, and the most important Stilinski-Hale twenty years later.

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In which Derek's family meets the love of his life years before he does, but Derek still gets the better end of the bargain.

As You Lay Dying by FelOllie - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 9,360, sterek)

Seven excruciatingly long days since Mexico: Take Two, and Stiles still couldn't get the sound of Derek's breath rattling wetly in his lungs out of his head. He heard it in his sleep, over the the pounding rain and the sound of Malia breathing softly beside him. He heard it when he was wide awake, over the din of crowded hallways and classrooms, cutting through the noise of the last lacrosse game of the season and the bustle of the locker room.

One hundred and sixty-eight hours, give or take, and Stiles had yet to wipe the sight of a bloodied and dying Derek from behind his eyelids. He saw it with every blink and sometimes even when his eyes were open and each time it made his chest feel like it was caving in.

Soulsick by theroguesgambit - (Rating: T, Words: 3,476, sterek)

Derek loathes this idiot of a soulmate, whoever they are. For not coming to Stiles’ call, for being too useless do just to this one simple thing, for failing Stiles, proving how utterly unworthy they are before they’ve ever met him. -- Stiles is cursed with a disease that will eventually destroy his soul unless his soulmate helps strengthen it. The pack performs a ritual to call his soulmate to his side. But days pass and no one appears... 

Maybe they're already here?

Making love is how we'll pray by lanalua - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 2,742, sterek)

Stiles and Derek perform a ritual in the woods.

In a Moment of Vulnerability by cloudsarefluffy - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 87,097, sterek)

While in New York City to visit his aspiring and success-hungry friend Scott, who left for an internship he fought for over several years ago, Stiles runs into an alpha with a devilish reputation and a dark, tantalizing look that precedes him. Couple that with horny loneliness and failed suppressants, and you’ve got the perfect recipe for a one-night stand that will set the bar forever.

But what if forever isn’t something that the one person you’ve given yourself to wants? What if a forever is somehow growing inside of you after a few months pass and a planned heat is missed? What if you don’t know what to do and there’s only so much chocolate that can soothe an aching heart before you feel like you've got morning sickness all over again?

This is a story about how Stiles loses his virginity alongside himself, and somehow, he manages to find something he never thought he’d ever have along the way.

Looking forward by Smowkie - (Rating: T, Words: 6,953, sterek)

Derek’s cabin was small. Tiny, even. He liked it, sometimes he missed having a big house, like the one he had grown up in, but the cabin was good, comfortable, and he, well, it was somewhere to hide, somewhere no one would find him. Somewhere no one would bother him.

He was happy, though, sort of. Happier than in a long time, he had a comfortable little home, lots of land he could run on—and he did, shifted to his full wolf form and ran for hours, it was wonderful—and his life wasn’t bad at all.

Then one day, the 21st of December on his second year living there, Stiles came to visit.

Written for the prompt cuddles in a power outage.

I Want You to be Happy by lvmehtme - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 13,851, sterek)

Stiles' dad has finally founds someone and the way he looks at her like she hung the moon and the joy in his every smile after all these years is worth everything that she does to him in the dead of night when no one's looking.

I'm giving everyone a fair warning right now, there's statutory rape and psychological trauma in this fic. It ends happy, but it does get graphic. Please proceed with care.

loyalty. courage. integrity. by redhoodedwolf - (Rating: G, Words: 707, sterek)

“Derek what the fuck!”

“Hard first day?” Derek guessed. He pushed himself forward and extended a hand towards Stiles. “You can vent, I have time to listen.”

Little Kid Crush by orphan_account - (Rating: T, Words: 5,052, sterek)

“What’s your name?” Derek asks, wiping the last of the tears off the kid’s face with his sleeve.

“’tiles,” the kid mumbles, and Derek frowns, wondering if he heard correctly.

“Tiles?” Derek repeats.

“Stiles,” the kid repeats, pouting at Derek slightly, defiant even though his eyes are still puffy and red and his cheeks tear-stained.

Witches Wrath by alikatastic - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 2,063, sterek)

Derek is cursed by witches giving him a hard problem. Nothing works, not cold showers, not his hand. He goes to Stiles for help, and the great friend he is Stiles won't turn him away.

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Day 2

Leave Before You Love Me by Sam_Haine - (Rating: Mature, Words: 1,935, sterek)

Derek gets a dose of reality the morning after he and Stiles do the devil's tango and tries to leave before he wakes up.

Mistaken Connections by abrasive91 - (Rating: Mature, Words: 7,062, sterek)

Everybody in Beacon Hills knows the tragedy of Derek Hale and his dead soulmate, Paige Krasikeva. 

Which is why Stiles is extremely confused by the letter from the Department of Soul Connections and Maintenance telling him that Derek is his soulmate.

The Jeep by CelestialVoid  - (Rating: G, Words: 1,140, sterek)

Eli’s sixteen and Stiles wants to give him the Jeep, Derek might need some persuading.

It's Been A Long Time by voidnogitsune - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 3,524, sterek)

It’s just after his eighteenth birthday when Stiles comes to him, hot and hard and practically begging. His hands are white-knuckled, gripping the steering wheel too tight and Derek doesn’t have to be a werewolf to know what this is about.

Stiles stumbles out of the jeep, wiping his palms on his jeans and catching Derek’s eye in the moonlight. He flails backwards, like he hadn’t known Derek would be there the entire drive up, and Derek just smirks back at him, watches the way his pale skin catches in the light, watches the way he bites his lips until they are dark-pink.

“D-Derek. Fancy seeing you out here tonight.”

Your Burning Sun by elisera - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 2,904, sterek)

“We gotta stop meeting like this,” Stiles says, wrapping his arms around Derek’s shoulders and tipping his hips up and forward until they meet Derek’s. A pleased sound escapes Derek; they’re both already half-hard, the scent of Stiles’ arousal filling the night air, thankfully drowning out the smell of the dumpster next to them.

it was always you (can't believe I could not see it all this time) by EvanesDust, S3anchaidh - (Rating: T, Words: 2,569, sterek)

ob·liv·i·ous /əˈblivēəs/ adjective

lacking active conscious knowledge or awareness.

…or the one where the pack helps Derek realize that he’s in love with Stiles.

Derek Didn't Know What To Do But Maybe Stiles Did by tiedtogetherwithadagger - (Rating: T, Words: 13,027, sterek)

He let his head fall onto Stiles’ shoulder with a sigh of relief. He wasn't losing his pack, at least not tonight. Erica would be okay.

“Thank you,” Derek exhaled into Stiles’ hoodie.

“Always,” Stiles said.

A Little Sugar by exclamation - (Rating: Mature, Words: 4,987, sterek)

The first time they had sex, it was after Derek paid Stiles' rent. The second time was after Derek bought Stiles' groceries. It wasn't hard to work out the pattern. Derek hates himself for taking advantage of Stiles and tries to convince him that any form of payment is unnecessary, but he can't seem to break the cycle.

Settle Down by wearing_tearing, whatthehale - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 153,180, sterek)

Stiles is a struggling author barely making ends meet.

Derek is a successful architect whose biological clock is ticking.

Enter a surrogacy agency, two packs, and a particularly sticky and toe curling heat week and you get a match made in heaven.

Not just a house, but a home by alikatastic - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 2,178, sterek)

The alpha pack was gone, Erica and Boyd were safe, and Isaac was no longer enthralled with Scott. They had needed a place to stay, especially with Peter and Cora sticking around. So, they rebuilt the Hale house, and it was beautiful. Stiles needed it to feel like home, so Stiles made it his goal to make sure the house felt like a place that could be home, so the pack would stay. 

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Day 1

Happy Passover! there will be a rec for everyday of passover so keep an eye out! Enjoy guys!😘

I could be anyone but your friend by devilscut - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 25,663, sterek)

The aftermath of the nogitsune's possession of Stiles has ended up in a very strange and almost unlikely relationship forming between Stiles and Derek Hale. After saving Stiles and regaining his alpha-hood while doing it, Stiles has come to only feel safe when around the werewolf. Sometimes when the memories and the panic attacks are too much they both need more than simple companionship or hugs. Stiles sometimes needs to let go of his control and Derek sometimes needs to take it into his keeping.

For better, for worse by Vendelin - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 13,336, sterek)

Derek and Stiles have been married for six years. Derek loves his job as a successful lawyer, loves his financial security and his large house. It isn’t until Stiles gets shot while working that he starts to understand that maybe Stiles isn’t loving their life as much as Derek is.

Keep the Demon At Bay by EvanesDust, idratherwrite - (Rating: T, Words: 7,485, sterek)

Stiles wakes up with four years of his life missing(fail). He also has a really hot boyfriend(win) and is friends with Jackson(undecided). He hasn't lost his memory for no reason, however, and the one responsible has plans.

Last Year's Predictions Didn't Come Out Quite As Expected by stilinskisparkles - (Rating: Mature, Words: 8,526, sterek)

A year ago if someone had told Stiles he'd be going to prom with Erica Reyes and that Derek Hale would be lounging on his bed watching him dither over outfits, gaze ranging from amusement to lust filled every other minute Stiles would have punched them in the face. Or maybe tossed holy water on them.

Big Days by crazyassmurdererwall (smartalli) - (Rating: T, Words: 9,692, sterek)

It’s an impulse really, inviting Derek to spend Thanksgiving with him and his dad. The Sheriff. Who once arrested him. It’ll be fine. Stiles is sure it’ll be fine.

Stay with me by Beautiful_noise - (Rating: T, Words: 2,740, sterek)

Derek gets a glimpse of the future in which Stiles has two biological daughters and that's how he knows he and Stiles are going to break up.

Baby You Got A Bright Future Behind You by werewolvesandarrows (nerdy_farm_girl) - (Rating: T, Words: 3,056, sterek)

Stiles loves going to the dentist. Loves it. He gets that it’s kind of strange, he does. Scott hates going to the dentist, hates it even more now that he and Kira have the twins and it costs like a million bucks or something every trip (or well, maybe not a million bucks but Stiles generally zones out once Scott starts to rant about money. He definitely doesn’t love talking about money). But Stiles is blessed to have a job with good dental coverage, and a visit to the dentist doesn’t usually come with a big bill. It does however come with hygienists and a dentist that are smokin’ hot.

What the Hell is a Stiles? by TheRealDanniX - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 4,901, sterek)

A witch takes Stiles' memory while he's on the job and Derek gets stuck babysitting. Not that he really minds. In fact, it may be just what he needs.

One Door Closes by KouriArashi - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 27,794, sterek)

Derek knows that Stiles is too young for him, but Stiles doesn't agree. Eight years after Derek rejects him due to the age gap, they meet again where Derek has settled in Wyoming as a ranch hand, and Stiles is the new deputy, and still pissed as hell about the way Derek turned him down. Things don't go as either of them planned. (I'm sure a million fics have been written about older Stiles and Derek, but this one has cowboy Derek, does that help?)

This Entire Time by Itsreallyjustforresearch83- (Rating: T, Words: 1,982, sterek)

Lydia and Jackson were minding their own business when they stumbled across their Alpha and their Emissary acting very...couple-y. But when they brought it up to still-somehow-not-dead Peter, he just laughed and said it's not his place to share. 

OR

Lydia and Jackson think they discover something new and exciting, AKA the two idiots they've been watching dance around each other for the last four years FINALLY getting somewhere. Turns out, it's not that new of a thing and only Peter seemed to know about it.

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With all the talk of ships that were lost in the war of queerbaiting (destiel, merthur, johnlock) after 9-1-1 WON the war (half way, we're still getting there) I'd like to pour one out for the oft forgotten but maybe worst queerbait of them all (imo at least)

McDanno

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April Fic Rec

Hello everyone! happy spring! I just want to say thank you to everyone who enjoys my recs. I was thinking of taking a break from posting the last two months but then I thought 'fuck it'. the response that I got from you guys showed me how much my recs are enjoyed! so to everyone that reblog and likes the recs - I see you! I see your names pop up every months and it brings me such joy! and to all the new follower - it makes me happy that new people are finding my recs and are enjoying these amazing stories written by these amazing authors!

please don't forget to kudos and comment for our authors and ill see you soon😘

Knot My Favorite Smell by KnottheWolf - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 2,470, sterek)

Day 1-Scent Marking: Derek just missed his mate, Stiles, so he decides to visit Stiles at college. Only to grow upset when his mate’s room doesn’t smell like him anymore.

Just Stopped Working For Me by dedougal - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 11,447, sterek)

Stiles never expected to meet Derek Hale. He definitely never expected the movie star to slide into his cab and ask for his help.

Clueless by IgnorantofTime - (Rating: G, Words: 1,775, sterek)

Scott comes to the realisation that his best friend is in love with Derek Hale. Now he just needs to make them realise it.

an awful curse by blinkiesays - (Rating: T, Words: 6,253, sterek)

Isaac is asleep in a chair. The angle of his neck makes Derek wince in sympathy.

"Isaac," Derek says.

Isaac snaps awake immediately.

"You're-"

"Where's Stiles?"

"Stiles?" Isaac asks.

Jesus. It's not like they know more than one.

"That’s fate." by EvanesDust - (Rating: G, Words: 2,256, sterek)

…the one where Stiles meets his future husband.

That I Miss You by Noname109 - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 1,741, sterek)

The pounding of the water against the tenseness of his muscles makes Stiles let out a long, drawn out groan of pain and pleasure. After a hard day’s work, the proof of it is shown in the coil and rigidity of his shoulders, torso, and legs. 

And it’s not like he doesn’t love interning under his dad and getting to help out solving crimes and chasing down the bad guys, but at the end of his shift it leaves him gone to the world unless it involves a shower.

He’s so relaxed five minutes into it that he doesn’t even jump when two arms snake around his waist. Stiles just hums contentedly and lets his body go slack.

Things We Know, Unsaid by uraneia - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 6,036, sterek)

Inspired by this Tumblr post, and written for lupinus's birthday.

Stiles accidentally finds a trunk full of Derek's professional dom gear from when he lived in New York. They don't talk about it. Then Stiles turns eighteen, and they do.

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If he thought Derek would be angry or embarrassed at Stiles finding a trunk full of quality BDSM gear in his closet, he’d have been wrong. “I used to do it professionally, in New York,” Derek says easily, and Stiles—Stiles doesn’t know how to process that. Because he’s seventeen and has eyes and an unfortunately vivid imagination, and if he lets it go there he’s not going to get any use out of any body part except his dick for several hours.

Cravings, Pack and Angry Sex by Jumping_Jess - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 1,953, sterek)

It's a Pavlov response okay?! Pregnant Stiles + Angry Stiles = Horny Derek

Little Red Prince by SterlingAg - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 48,974, sterek)

Running from a group of bandits, Stiles finds himself injured and on the land of none other than the Shifter Derek Hale. But what is a Shifter? Is this Derek a friend or foe? What about the secret Stiles himself is keeping? What will become of the odd pair in this tale set in a fantasy world?

Basketball Shorts and Highlighters by sffan - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 1,720, sterek)

The UST between Derek and Stiles finally reaches a tipping point.

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Buck: You lying, cheating, piece of shit!

Eddie: Oh yeah? You’re the idiot who thinks you can get away with everything you do. WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD!

Buck: I’m leaving you, and I’M TAKING CHRISTOPHER WITH ME!

Tommy, picking up the monopoly board: I think we’re gonna stop playing now.

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Made a comic based on this prompt:

https://tumblr.com/salemsvlog/730271411995918336/this-is-how-i-pictured-coach-meeting-eli-whe-he?source=share…

thanks so much @salemsvlog

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Beautiful!!!

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All the Dumb Things - Sterek fic

based on this beautiful headcanon by betp

contains emotions and love making

fluffy buttsex if you will

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He really is their kid😍😍😍

#when you know your kids so well

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“Please.”

Stiles stands there, chewing on his pretty crimson lips, pleading.

Derek isn't fully clued in yet, but honestly, the kid is kind of vaguely breaking his heart.

“Please, Derek, I'm really sorry about this, but please just—just don't say anything, okay? And just—let me?”

Stiles had texted Derek earlier, at 3.17am, presumably just before he’d set off from his house to drive his jeep to the loft.

His messages had read:

> dude, i rlly need to come over. that ok?

And:

> ill let myself in if thats cool?

And, after a few moments, in quick succession one after the other, and before Derek had a chance to respond:

> and i rlly need u to just like. not get out of bed. presuming yr already in bed

> all shall be revealed

> lol i don't know why i put that

> and obvs tell me if any of this is not ok. ok?

> as if you wouldn't lol

> #sourwolf

> and yeah i know im being a weirdo but thats why you like me

And then, a few seconds later:

> right?

Derek stared at the flurry of messages for a minute or so, then texted back:

Okay, weirdo <

About ten minutes later, Stiles had let himself into the building. Derek had listened to the kid muttering away to himself as he rode the old service elevator—except it wasn't really himself he was talking to.

“God, I hope I'm not wrong about this. Like, I think we're good enough friends now for it not to be weird. I mean, at least I hope so. I'm just so fucking tired, man. I have got to get some sleep. Anyways, just—don't get up, okay? Or, like, can you get into bed if you're not already in bed? Sorry, I know I texted you this already. I just need you to trust me. You do know you can trust me… Right, big guy?”

When the steel door slid open, Derek had smelled fresh, mostly unscented shower gel over the base notes of Stiles's own cinnamon scent, mixed with the very definite chemo-signals that indicated fear, restlessness, apprehension… and also, the strongest of them all, hope.

Let me.

Here, now, Derek still doesn't know what the kid needs.

Let him what?

Derek doesn't have any more time to wonder, though, because Stiles is taking off his pants and is slowly, very slowly, climbing into the bed next to him.

Stiles is now in Derek's loft, in Derek's bed, fully under Derek's covers, with Derek wearing only a grey tank and black boxer-briefs and a probably terrified look on his face.

He silently thanks the universe for the cover of night.

“Like, you should obviously say something if this is completely heinous or whatever, but otherwise just—let me do this?”

And all Derek can think is shit, he's freezing, at the same time he goes into a some sort of dumb shock because Stiles is now wrapping his entire sinewy, beautiful body around the entirety of Derek's.

“This okay?” Stiles asks, the air around them spiking with the smell of his anxiety as he Big-Spoons Derek like some human-shaped octopus, skinny but strong limbs absolutely everywhere.

And he sounds so unsure, and so small, that Derek can't bear it.

Not allowing himself any opportunity to talk the stoic part of his brain out of doing this, Derek takes ahold of Stiles's wrist from where the kid had draped one of his long arms around Derek's midriff, and hangs on, as firmly but gently as he can, manoeuvring them both around in the bed so that Stiles is now the little spoon.

“This okay?” he asks, gingerly, mirroring Stiles because his own words are failing him.

Stiles says, “Yeah. Even better,” and his anxiety is melting away into something much more pleasing, similar to relief.

Derek answers, “Good,” and feels a little dizzy and a lot amazed, and kind of like his heart is beating wildly in his throat.

The only reason he knows that it isn't, is because Stiles says, “I can feel your heart thumping away in your chest, man. But, uh, I don't have wolfy senses, so… I can't tell if it's good thumping or bad thumping.”

Then he promptly stops breathing.

Derek resists the desperate learnt urge to run away from this. He mentally shakes himself and figures: After so many years together fighting monsters, maybe he and Stiles can fight this one together, too?

He gives himself a moment to ride out the panic, then screws his eyes shut and, praying to nobody in particular, whispers, “Good thumping,” into Stiles's ear.

Stiles shivers and breathes again, but doesn't say anything else. For once, he doesn't need to. He just needs to sleep.

As the kid settles into Derek's bed and Derek's embrace and, hopefully, Derek's life, he smells like a mix of serene and promise and contentment—and, wonderfully, of Derek, now.

Derek is a strange combination of relaxed and freaking-the-fuck-out, because that's just the way he's made. His brain won't stop whirring a million miles an hour, worrying about everything and nothing at all, and before he can bite into his lip to stop himself, he blurts out, “Cora says I sometimes dream-talk about Cajun Gumbo recipes.”

Stiles's only sighs, then hums quietly, his breathing already evened out almost to the point of sleep.

Just when Derek thinks he's not going to get any sort of real answer, Stiles mumbles, “Okay, weirdo,” on an exhale, and then he's drifting off into unconsciousness.

Derek settles, then, and smiles into the nighttime, thinking that maybe, finally, he might get a good night's sleep, too.

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for @shealynn88, the bestest of friends. i love you and miss you always... <3 (unedited btw—forgive me!)

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Have a happy inbox present

Happy, horny little present! Thank you, my gorgeous lovely!

Imagine Derek and Stiles are enemies. Every one knows they hate each other. They fight and bicker, and play dirty pranks on each other to one up the other and feel victorious. They've been rivals since they were kids, when Derek walked into on the first day of fifth grade and Stiles was so startled he flung apple juice all over Derek's face and uniform.

People started pitting them against each other because it made sense to them. A cute, charming kid would never be friends with a fidgety chatterbox with no brain to mouth filter. They would instigate arguments for the two of them, and at first, Derek tried to defend Stiles. He tried to make people stop but Stiles told him to get over himself. That he didn't need Derek to defend him or fight his battles.

So the fighting and the arguing continued.

At least in public. In front of the school population, they were on opposite spectrums of popularity and their alleged rivalry had been going on for so long, it was just part of their life.

In private though, Stiles was Derek's best friend. At least until they were teenagers. Their friendship turned to more and Derek realized his love for Stiles became a need and a desire to possess, to love in the basic and passionate way.

He doesn't remember who kissed who first, but he knows neither one of them backed away. The kiss is clumsy and unpracticed, but everything Derek dreamed of and more. He tells Stiles he likes him-likes him. It's more than that, but Derek starts small.

Stiles smiles at him, an impish little grin on his beautiful face and tells Derek he feels the same way.

It gets harder to keep up with the image of their rivalry after that. What the masses read as hateful glares are actually lust filled stares that make Stiles blush.

It only gets worse after they start having sex. People start commenting about the lack of arguments and fights. Some even asking Stiles if he's somehow tamed the beast that is Hale.

Stiles blushes then, knowing he tamed a beast, sort of speak. Derek let Stiles fuck him and it was fucking awesome.

When he gets home, Derek is already waiting in Stiles' bed, reading a book. Stiles tells them they have to stage a fight after lacrosse practice. Derek rolls his eyes and just asks Stiles to give up on the facade. That they can just announce to the world that they went from enemies to lovers, like in some of Stiles and Derek's favorite romance novels.

Stiles laughs but shakes his head. He doesn't want to give this up. He doesn't want to share Derek's love for him to the world, least of all BHHS. Those fuckers can kick rocks, or rather fall off a cliff.

Derek follows Stiles' lead and picks a fight in the locker room.

Everyone is watching, and Scott offers to stay later so that Stiles isn't alone with Derek but Stiles shakes his head. He makes Scott and everyone leave the locker room, leaving them alone together.

He backs away slowly, Derek stalking his every move, until he feels the cold of the tiles at his back. Derek pounces then, his big hands on Stiles' small waist. Stiles' long fingers in Derek's hair.

Their kiss is long and passionate, and robs them both of breathe. Neither one of them lets up. They're consumed with each other.

Derek lifts Stiles, and Stiles wraps his legs around Derek's waist. Tightening them when Derek pushes in, just the tip at first.

Their moans echo, and get louder the deeper Derek goes.

The erotic sounds of skin against skin are mixed with Derek's groans and Stiles' mewling, and it all pushes them both over the edge.

They stay that way, Stiles against the wall, Derek sustaining his weight, as they kiss and whisper words of love and want.

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derek who always has a hand underneath stiles’ shirt resting on his chest/nipples or sweatpants restjng on his ass like i know he’s always doing that. pervert

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“Your hair smells so good!” Stiles hummed, rubbing his nose in the short hair on Derek’s neck. ⁠ ⁠ The alpha huffed out a laugh and shook his head in amusement, unable to supress the smile tugging on the edges of his lips.⁠ ⁠ “You’re drunk, Stiles,” he muttered, watching Stiles pull a face over his shoulder. ⁠ ⁠ “’m not!” Stiles mumbled. “just a bit tup..tipsy!” He jerked as if to stress his words and ended up laughing when his head rolled back with the motion, almost making him fall off Derek’s back.⁠ ⁠ Derek tightened his grip on Stiles with his one hand, the other one grabbing Stiles’ hand and pulling it over his shoulder and tight against his chest. “Hold on properly or I’ll drop your ass!“⁠ ⁠ Stiles just giggled, his breath brushing against Derek’s ear as he nuzzled in closely. "If anyone’s allowed to drop my ass it’s you,” he grinned. “Though I know a few other things you could do to my ass that would be a lot more fun…"⁠ ⁠ Derek grinned widely, unable to hold back the affection swelling in his chest for this stupid, drunken idiot. ⁠ ⁠ "Let’s first get you home and I’ll show you all the things I can do to your ass once you’ve sobered up,” Derek mused, playfully biting Stiles’ hand.⁠ ⁠ He could feel Stiles’ breath hitch and when he stole a glance over his shoulder, Stiles’ lips were parted and his eyes dark with heated anticipation. ⁠ ⁠ “Promise?” Stiles breathed and Derek hid his arousal at the sight under a huffed laugh.⁠ ⁠ “Promise."⁠

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Oh my god, this is so sexy. This artist is amazing!

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I think one of the absolute craziest parts of this episode was eddie wondering out loud where chris got his player tendencies from and then immediately answering his own question by pointing out that that's how buck used to be