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Prompt - Derek and Stiles are out on a date and Derek accidentally refers to Stiles as his hooker, instead of boyfriend.

There are SO MANY DIFFERENT WAYS this could play out, though. Off the top of my head:

I.

“You,” Stiles hisses, prodding Derek in the stomach viciously enough to make him double over in pain, “are so going to suck my cock six thousand fucking ways from Sunday to make up for this.”

II.

“Derek?” Stiles calls out. “That dude left. You can come out from under the table now.”

“I’m sorry,” comes Derek’s muffled reply. “I’m so sorry, I have no idea what— I didn’t mean to—”

III.

Derek turns an exceptional shade of beet red after his slip of the tongue, but: “Yup, he, like, totally picked me up from a street corner and everything,” Stiles says without even batting an eye, “and then we just kind of fell in love. It was all very Pretty Woman. Any other questions?”

IV.

“Boyfriend, I meant boyfriend, okay?” Derek says frantically. “I meant to say boyfriend, I didn’t—”

Stiles is still staring at him.

“Please say something,” Derek says.

“I’m trying to process the fact that you just called me your boyfriend for the first time,” Stiles says slowly. “Like, twenty times. In rapid succession.”

Derek stares at him.

V.

The woman laughs disbelievingly. “Surely you’re—”

Champagne sloshes over the rim of Stiles’ glass when he sets it down, hard. “Excuse me?” he says in a sharp voice. “Wait, no, seriously, come again? Are you trying to imply that this mouth doesn’t look like it was made for sucking cock? Because—”

“Oh my God,” Derek says, and pulls Stiles away from the table.

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THE DOMESTICS AU:

Of course we will

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Sterek - Opening Credits

  If Teen Wolf was a show that revolved primarily around Stiles and Derek’s supernatural romance, these would be the opening credits.

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Holy shit, this is awesome!

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Yes.

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your fave fics!!

I asked you guys what your favorite sterek fics are!! Thank you for sending them in!! I know it’s difficult to choose haha. I was interested to see how varied the fics are, and if they are mostly popular fics or not! We didn’t get too many double ups!! There are almost 80 fics in this list. I didn’t realize it was so many!!

The fics are organized by least kudos to most (so the less popular FAVE fics can get some more love), with fics with small reviews near the end of the list!! Enjoy!!

(btw you can keep on sending them and if I get enough I’ll make another list!)

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The Moon’s Gonna Follow Me Home by turningterrific | E | 82k wc | 3k kudos | canon divergence, derek gets therapy, library au, healing, hurt/comfort | recommended by @matildajones aka me and anon

I loved this fic. It is my current fave and inspired this whole list. I almost cried but I felt happy and ahhh this is the perfect ending for sterek in canon. I love how all of the terrible things that happened to Derek and Stiles is addressed, and they work through it.

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Wise men say by ElisAttack | E | 4k wc | < 500 kudos | christmas au, barista!derek, established relationship | recommended by @foreverblue-navy​

Nothin’ but Blue Skies by zjofierose | M | 22k wc | < 500 kudos | historical au, ww2, fighter pilots, photographer!derek | recommended by @foreverblue-navy​

Glasses, Coins and Golden Rings by nubianamy | 24k wc | < 500 kudos | historical au, civil war | recommended by @foreverblue-navy​

Hunter and Hale Series by  captaintinymite (augopher)  | 25k wc | < 500 kudos | human au, doctor!stiles, detective!derek | recommended by @foreverblue-navy​

Your Heart for My White Fences by zgdtx | M | 29k wc | < 1k kudos | college au, marriage, adultery | recommended by @foreverblue-navy​

Bite The Bullet (Not Me) by thinksleep | G | 6k wc | < 1k kudos | fluff and angst, spark!stiles | recommended by @nothingheretoseejustmovealong

A W A K E N I N G by qhuinn (tekla) | E | 14k wc | 701 kudos | science fiction au, dystopia au, bamf!stiles | recommended by @foreverblue-navy​

Never Let Go by orphan_account, Winchesterek | E | 84k wc | < 1k kudos | apocalypse au, zombie au, established relationship | recommended by @foreverblue-navy​

Right Kind of Wrong by Inell | T | 4k wc | < 1k kudos | misunderstandings, deputy!stiles, drunk!derek, mutual pining | recommended by @nothingtoseeherejustmovealong

Bruises and Hickies, Stitches and Scars by ElisAttack | E | 89k wc | 1k kudos | bdsm au, fae au, lawyer!derek | recommended by @foreverblue-navy​

Lonely Talents by derekstilinski | Not Rated | 17k wc | 1k kudos | human au, pianist!derek | recommended by @foreverblue-navy​

Part Of My Melody by hayesgeneration | M | human au, musician!derek, christmas au | recommended by @foreverblue-navy​ 

Among the Famous Living Dead by standinginanicedress | E | 103k wc | 1k kudos | magic!stiles, alpha!derek, resurrection | recommended by @foreverblue-navy​

Start Small, Like Oak Trees by SmallBirds | M | 24k wc | 1k kudos | post nogitsune, gardening au | recommended by @dontgobrienmyheart​

Hagalaz Series by TheHatterTheory | M/E | 346k wc | 1k kudos | magic!stiles | recommended by @dontgobrienmyheart​

Broken Sundown by Anonymous | E | 19k wc | 1k kudos | boy band au | recommended by @foreverblue-navy​ | << need to be logged in to view

If Prayer Were the Answer I’d Fall on My Knees by IAmAVeronica | E | 70k wc | 1k kudos | human au, boarding school au, friends to lovers, secret relationship | recommended by @foreverblue-navy​

The Dew of Little Things by HugeAlienPie | E | 90k wc | 1k kudos | teacher!stiles, alive hale family, genderfluid character, spark!stiles, dad!stiles | recommended by @larchwood​

King of the Road by Stoney | E | 30k wc | 1k kudos | road trip au, drifter!derek, hobo!stiles | recommended by @foreverblue-navy​ | << need to be logged in to view

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Notion：Near future SF AU!Sterek.

Lieutenant Stiles！（who serves in Bureau of Beast-survillance，as the BC*[battle command]of Derek.）& Beast！Derek （who also serves in Bureau of Beast-survillance，in the charge of Stiles directly ）

Author: Morita Sensei(ID:马脸华夫饼）

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The fact that the question “Is that him? Is that Derek?” Was directed at Stiles was amazing. What’s even more spectacular is his answer: “Sort of.”

That means Stiles knew what teenage Derek looked like. He didn’t answer “I don’t know.” Or “I think so.” It was “Sort of.” Which means he knew it was Derek but a younger version. The fact that Derek de-aged is what confused Stiles not if the person in front of him was Derek or not.

Which is the closest to confirmation we’ll ever get that Stiles was at the station the night of the fire. How else would a 16 year old and 11-13 year old boy cross paths?

In the first episode Scott didn’t know who Derek was Stiles did. Why? Because if you see a teenager who just lost everything sitting at your father’s work, broken, you don’t forget it.

If you see a boy who face looks identical to yours in the mirror when you think of losing your mom, you don’t forget that.

That’s why Stiles knew who Derek was. That day in the forest and years later in Mexico. Stiles never forgot Derek Hale and never will.

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URL gifset giveaway - for darkesthale

“Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.” - Mark Twain

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We rise again from ashes,  from the good we’ve failed to do.

We rise again from ashes,  to create ourselves anew.

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“I’m sorry.”

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Stiles protecting Derek throughout the seasons. [Derek’s version]

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“Oh please don’t go- I’ll eat you up- I love you so!”

Finally done with this Where the Wild Things are AU pic!

Stiles is eight and his mother is dead and his father works shift after shift so he doesn’t have to sit at home and see the face of the woman he loved reflected in his son day after day. Stiles is eight and doesn’t understand this; all he knows is that he misses his mom and needs his dad. He is eight, standing on the couch cushions and screaming until he’s blue in the face because his babysitter wants him to take off the wolf pajamas his mom made when he was six. They’re too small and they have holes in the knees and half the whiskers have fallen out but when he wears them he can feel his mom’s arms around him, tight and secure.

The babysitter stands with her arms crossed over her chest, waiting until he has to take a breath or pass out and she says, “You’re too old for tantrums, little man,” and plucks him off the couch. She carries him upstairs and sets him on his bed. “Time out. Don’t let me catch you out of this bed.”

Stiles turns his back on her and burrows under the covers, the sound of his breathing filling the space between the sheets until it sounds like the sloughing of the sea. His bed rocks under him gently and when he pushes back the covers he finds himself on a little boat in the middle of a vast dark sea. Overhead the stars and moon are bright and clear and Stiles giggles, delighted. He drifts for days on end and lands on an island where the trees grow thick and close.

Bright golden eyes peer out of the darkness of the forest at him and Stiles stares back boldly, lifting his chin when a voice rumbles, “What tiny beast is this?”

“I’m Stiles!” he calls. “What are you?”

A great tall monster steps out of the trees to crouch in front of him. It is huge and terrible, with dark horns twisting from its head and legs rough with scales, but its voice is gentle when it asks, “What is a Stiles?”

“That’s me!” Stiles insists, waving his arms. “I’m Stiles!”

“Stiles,” the monster repeats gravely, climbing to its clawed feet. It holds a hand full of talons out to Stiles. “Will you howl with us, little beast?”

Stiles takes the monster’s paw and they run through the wood, howling and calling. They are joined by other strange creatures who warble and whoop. The horned beast, Derek, lifts Stiles onto his furry shoulders and they dance around a huge bonfire until they can dance no more and the wild things collapse into a warm pile of limbs and fur with Stiles nestled in their midst.

He spends his days romping through the woods and shore, learning about the beasts and everything they love. Lydia and Jackson live in a treehouse high above the forest floor and he helps them collect dried leaves to carpet their home. He builds sandcastles on the beach with quiet Isaac, and Erica and Boyd swing him by his hands and feet and toss him into the ocean. He plays hide and seek with Scott, giggling until he’s breathless when Scott finds him and tickles him mercilessly.

He likes Derek most of all. He clings to Derek’s hand while they walk through the darkest part of the forest and Derek shows him that there’s nothing in the shadows to be frightened of. Derek holds him at night, finds him the best food, laughs the loudest when Stiles tells knock-knock jokes. They sit on a cliff with the ocean battering the rocks below and howl at the full moon and Stiles couldn’t be happier.

He forgets about his mom and why he’s so sad, but he feels like he’s missing something. One day he can hear his father calling his name and he says, “I have to go home.”

Derek cries, pulling Stiles into his arms, arms folded tight around him. “Oh please,” he says, and his tears are warm on Stiles’ cheek. “Oh please don’t go - I’ll eat you up - I love you so!”

But Stiles is eight and he needs his dad so he struggles out of Derek’s grasp and climbs into his little boat. All the wild things stand on the shore and wail their misery. Stiles howls back but when the sea starts getting rough he puts his head under the blanket and when he reemerges he’s back in his bedroom. His dad is sitting on the edge of his bed and Stiles crawls into his lap and cries until no more tears come.

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Stiles is sixteen and just as lonely as he was when he was eight. He wanders the woods of the preserve and one day a boy a few years older than him steps out of the trees and says to him, “You can’t be out here. This is private property.”

Stiles looks at his face and says, “Derek?” because you never really forget your first friend.

Derek blinks, a slow, wondering expression coming over his face and then he says, “Will you come howl with me?”

Stiles laughs until he cries.

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people-who-ruined-my-life suggested I do a little fic for this amazing piece of fanart, so I did.

What do you call a fanart of a fanfic of a fanart? Fanart-ception?

Anyways, super thanks to grimm-times for the fanfic, and sorry for drawing this without any permission! And another apology if this isn’t what you had in mind.

it’s 2:30 am over here, so GOOD NIGHT

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In the midst of all this drama, let us never forget that Stiles was the one who went out of his way to learn about Derek’s past.  Not Scott, not Isaac, Stiles.  Let us never forget that.