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realityescapee01 · 2 years

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Thanks, But He's Mine

Sterek | Steo | Stiles x Derek | Stiles x Theo

Always check tags. Thank you. No trigger warning, that I can think of.

"Where's Stiles? Who's he with?" Derek asked as he slammed one bad guy down in a warehouse in far off Mexico.

"He's with Theo." Scott answered.

Derek had mixed feelings about that one. "Keep tracking, I'll head back."

It's been a year since Stiles said yes to Derek. Of them being in an exclusive dating relationship. Well, actually, boyfriends. Stiles was a little oblivious at first. Throw a chimera in the mix. A good-looking, cute, hot, sexy chimera -who also likes Stiles. Derek had a full-blown headache at that. He remembered how it was before Stiles said that oh, so sweet, 'yes' to him.

Derek just came back to Beacon Hills and Scott's pack just overcame the Monroe fiasco. The moment Derek saw Stiles, he knew he had to do something. Stiles is his anchor. And is the love of his life. Being away from the boy was tough. Cora had been mentioning he was grumpier than normal. He gets angry and irritated faster.

"You know what, Der? I'm not taking shit anymore. Go back there and claim him already! So your mood gets fixed."

Derek doesn't know how Cora knew. Yeah, during that time he was crushing hard on Stiles. Specially so that time he came back and saw Stiles in that red shirt, and hair grown out; he looked beautiful. Derek spent a lot of nights and showers imagining touching those cheek, kissing those lips, hugging that lithe body, and having those long, thin fingers wrapped around his cock, palming, pumping and squeezing.

He remembered how a fire was lit up his ass when he learned that Theo, was stubbornly pursuing Stiles. Derek decided to stay in Beacon Hills at that. Competing with the chimera for Stiles.

"Dude! The weirdest thing happened today." Stiles flopped down beside Scott in Derek's loft. They were having a pack meeting. "There was a dead rabbit in our backyard. By the door! Agh!"

"What??? Dude, wtf. What did you do with it?"

"I kept it in a box, I was hoping you'd look at it or something. See if it's an enemy thing."

"Alright."

Scott checked it out and immediately knew what it was. "Someone's courting you, Stiles." Scott continued to explain.

While Derek confronted Theo. He parked his Camaro in front of Theo's truck, blocking him in.

"It's you, isn't it?" Derek towered over Theo, in his black jeans, gray shirt and black leather jacket.

"Yeah. What about it?" Theo raised his head, not backing down.

"Stop. Stiles is mine."

"Oh, really? Does he even know?" Theo smirked. "From what I see, you haven't done anything about it."

"Theo Raeken. I'm serious."

"I'm serious too, Derek Hale."

The two stared at each other until they both turned and left. Since then, they've been trying to outdo each other. The next day, Stiles found a rabbit, and a deer in their backyard, for days! The rabbits getting bigger and bigger, and the deer too.

Stiles was losing sleep. He was becoming queasy from all the carcasses and blood. Theo sat down next to him at lunchtime. "Hi, Stiles."

"Hey, Theo." Stiles was slumped on the table, looking sick and about to vomit.

"Sorry about the rabbits. I'll stop it. But I'll replace it with lunch for you." Theo sat a lunchbox infront of Stiles.

"Wait! You're the one leaving the rabbits and the deers?!?" Stiles quipped up.

"Just the rabbits."

"Who leaves the deers?"

"That's-not for me to say. I'm pretty sure he'd show himself soon enough. Anyway. Sorry about that. Let me make it up. Go on, open the box."

Stiles just stared for a while. Theo just out himself that he is the one courting him. Courting. "Ohmygod." Stiles stared at Theo up and down. "Are you serious?!? Is this a prank?"

"I'm serious. I like you, Stiles. A lot. You're smart but you're pretty clueless about werecreature courting ways."

Stiles just shook his head and went and opened the box Theo sat in front of him. "Please, tell me this are not the rabbits."

Theo just laughed, flashing him his most perfect smile. "It's not. Don't worry."

Stiles gulped and saw a meal inside. Normal human meal. Chicken. And some veggies. Looking fresh and mouth-watering. "Did you... cook this?!? Wow. Just wow." Stiles munched on it and he was floored. It was delicious. Stiles closed his eyes, nodded furiously, and made an 'okay' sign with his hands. Theo just smiled and watched him eat.

Schoolday ended and Stiles was picked up by Derek. "So, uhm, Stiles?" Derek asked, the moment Stiles sat in his car. "Are you free to have dinner with me tonight?"

"Oh, sorry. I'm kinda full, Derek. Theo made me lunch. It was superb!" Stiles rubbed his belly.

"Theo. Made. You. Lunch?" Derek said each word firmly.

"Yup! Who would've thought Theo can cook. And he was... well... uhm... he was the one leaving the rabbits on my backyard." Stiles blushed.

"Oh."

"Yup... just the rabbits he said. The deers were not from him. I wonder who they're from."

"They were from me." Derek confessed.

"W-Wait, hold up. Stop." Stiles asked to stop the car by the side of the road. "WHAT?!?" his current blush turned deeper red.

"I'm the one leaving the deers, Stiles."

"You... Derek, you're also-"

"Courting you."

Stiles's jaw dropped. He's mind was racing a million miles a minute. How could that happen? Two guys courting him?!? Two very hot guys! Stiles was in a stupor.

"I guess I should just drive you straight home. Two confessions in a day is too much, huh?"

Stiles just nodded. The next day, the rabbits and the deers stopped. Instead it was replaced by a breakfast meal. It was an ordered meal. Derek tried to cook but Cora was strongly against it, saying the cooking was bad and he'd definitely lose against Theo. So Derek just ordered and swore to take up cooking lessons. Days went on, breakfast from Derek, and lunch from Theo.

And so the competition began. Derek and Theo even engaged in a petty: who beats more enemy than the other. During pack training, the two suitors show off and flex.

Stiles stares at Derek's back then at Theo's abs. Derek's chest then Theo's arms.

Scott wrapped his arm around Stiles's neck. "Hey, who are you gonna choose though?"

"Scotty... let me just enjoy the moment." Stiles pursed his lips.

Scott just laughed and watched his best friend ogle on.

Derek caught Stiles staring at Theo's thighs and made a mental note to double up on his leg days. He shook his head and couldn't believe he's competing with a teenager. Anything for Stiles.

But that was all in the past now. Derek won Stiles over. But Theo's still around. He couldn't get rid of him as he is part of the pack. At first, Derek was unsure to leave Stiles around Theo. But seeing how Stiles handles Theo, and how Stiles assures him with steamy make out sessions, Derek felt secured.

Derek was away when something happened. Some witch magic turned Beacon Hills into a complete deep forest. Stiles and Theo were together when it happened. Scott called up Derek to update him.

"Where's Stiles? Who's he with?" Derek asked as he slammed one bad guy down in a warehouse in a far off Mexican town.

"He's with Theo."

Derek felt weird, he wasn't pleased but he was relieved. He doesn't like Theo being around Stiles, but he knows Theo will not let anything bad happen to his Stiles. He found a little comfort on that. "Alright... Stiles would be okay. I'm heading back. I just have to get this one guy talking." Derek dropped the call and proceeded to interrogate the guy.

"Alright, I will keep tracking them."

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"We can camp in here for the night." Theo led Stiles into a cave. It's nothing much, but it will do in the harsh cold weather outside. And safe from what night creatures could be lurking outside in this magic deep forest.

Stiles rubbed his arms and was shivering a little. Theo took his sweater off and gave it to Stiles. "H-Hey, don't you need it?"

"A shirt will do for me." Theo gesturing to his black t-shirt then began heading out.

"Hey hey! Where are you going?!?" Stiles panicked a little and reached out to Theo.

"Out. To hunt for food. And things to make campfire." Theo explained, liking how Stiles was holding onto his arms when he stopped him from walking out.

"Oh..." Stiles let go of his arms. "Okay. Just... you better not leave me here to die!"

"I'm not leaving you, Stiles. I'll be back."

And as Theo promised, he came back with 2 rabbits, all he could find in this strange forest, some rocks and tree branches and twigs for the fire. He set the things down. Made a chipped rock from the bigger stone. Then made a circle on the ground from the remaining stones. He shredded the tree branches with his claws to make wood tinders to feed the fire he's gonna make. He rubbed the dry sticks together quickly and soon enough, it was smoking. He fed the heat with the tinders to finally make fire.

He set it in the rock circle he made. He then used the chipped stone to cut up the rabbits. He set it on the fire to cook. "Come over, Stiles. Get warm." He called Stiles over, who was watching him in awe the whole time he was doing those. "Did I mesmerize you, babe?" Theo flirted.

Stiles was shaken from his awe-stricken state. "No!" He stood and approached the campfire. "And I told you already, don't call me 'babe', only Derek calls me babe."

Theo just laughed on as he gave the cooked meat to Stiles. Theo bit off of their meal. Stiles did the same but found himself trying hard to really eat it. "I know, can't really do much without proper seasonings. Sorry, Stiles. I tried."

"No, it's okay. I'm just not used to it." Stiles ate again. Finding it easier to swallow this time. Theo then got the bunch of palm leaves that he left by the entrance and started making bedding for Stiles. Patting it warm as he finished. "Here you go, babe. Your bed."

"Theo! Babe! Again!"

"Hahaha! Okay, okay. Sorry. Come on, take a rest." Theo moved to the entrance and started his guard.

Stiles laid on the makeshift bed. Not that comfortable but it's better than the hard, bare, dirt rock floor. He fished his phone out again, hoping he got signal back. But nothing. Stiles sighed and muttered Derek's name. He wished he was to find him and bring him home now.

Theo caught that muttered 'Derek' from Stiles. He sighed. It hurt when Stiles rejected him and answered Derek. He still tried flirting with Stiles but Stiles was very loyal to Derek. Even if the werewolf was away, for months. Theo cursed at how lucky Derek Hale is. Stiles is everything he wanted and more.

Morning broke and the two of them began walking again, hoping to find Scott and the others. They came across an apple tree. Theo picked some, bit one to test, and gave one to Stiles when it was okay to eat. They took a rest a bit, by the river. Theo sniffing around, he swore he caught scent of Scott. "Maybe you should try howling or something?" Stiles suggested. "I can't, we don't know what or who is out there." Fair point, Stiles thought. He was so desperate to get back to his friends and to Derek.

Derek couldn't contact Scott or Stiles anymore. The situation must've worsened. Derek drove faster in the sports car he saw in the warehouse. Stiles is smart but he's not built for the forest. He, begrudgingly, hoped that Theo is taking care of Stiles. Though he knew the chimera definitely would. He hated it, relying on Theo at this moment, but it would be the best for Stiles. Derek drove even faster. "Stiles, just hold on. I'll find you, babe."

Theo and Stiles are on the move again. "Wait!" Theo held out his hand to stop Stiles from walking. They had passed this tree before. He was sure of it. He looked at the ground too. And yes, the forest shifted. "What the fuck? How will we get outta here?" Stiles was mad. "Calm down." Theo shifted into his werewolf form as he felt the ground move.

"Woah!" Stiles almost fell when the ground cracked between him and Theo. "Stiles!" Theo leaped to Stiles and they ran away from the cracking ground. "S-Scott?!?" Stiles looked to the left and saw Scott and Liam running towards the same direction they were heading.

"Stiles! Theo!" Scott hollered from a few meters away. "Over there! Meet up!" Scott pointing at the Nemeton stump. Of course, the Nemeton would be the only constant thing in this chaotic forest. They landed on the Nemeton, catching their breaths. Stiles especially so. He remembered the run coach Finstock made him do one time during lacrosse practice.

Stiles hugged Scott. "Ohgod, please tell me you know how to get us out of here."

"Lydia's on it, Stiles... Oh dude, we were so hungry."

"Here." Stiles offered them the apples.

"You got apples?" Liam grabbed two.

"Yeah. And rabbits cooked over fire. And palm leaves bed."

"You have fire? and bed?" Liam added.

"Y-Yeah? Why?"

"We only got mushrooms and frogs, and some berries." Liam was on the 2nd apple. "You still have those rabbits?"

"Sorry, we finished it." Stiles patted Liam's back and glanced at Theo, realizing he drew the better end of a deal. He understands. Scott and Liam were not born werewolves and they were never in the wild for long. Theo knows a lot about outdoor survival, probably some sick dread doctor training or what not. He didn't wanna ask.

The four of them decided to stay by the Nemeton just in case the forest shifts again. Theo went out and hunted with Scott. Liam guarded Stiles. The hunters came back, Scott was carrying a small deer, Theo was carrying lots of palm leaves and tree branches and twigs. Theo did what he did back in the cave, for 3 people now. Said 3 people was watching him in awe.

"Well. Dinner's ready." Theo smiled proudly.

"Dude! You're so cool." Scott digged in first. Then Liam. Then Stiles. He let them eat as he set up the makeshift beds.

"This tastes better than the rabbits." Stiles said. "I found some wild leeks out there. Added to the taste a little bit." Theo explained.

That night, Theo was able to sleep as Scott and Liam volunteered to stand guard alternately. Stiles was already in his bed and is looking at his phone. Derek's photo in his phone. He sighed and thought how much he misses his sourwolf.

Derek arrived in Beacon Hills. He almost missed it because it was literally just woods right now. If not for Lydia intercepting him. Lydia was halfway through solving the problem. He asked Derek to locate the Nemeton, hoping the boys figured they should stay by it. Derek made his way to the Nemeton as Lydia finishes solving this problem.

The boys were discussing their next move if Lydia hasn't broken the spell yet by this day. Stiles felt the temperature get colder. He hugged himself and stepped closer to the werewolves for body heat.

Then he snapped his head back as he swore he heard Derek. "Derek? Scott, I think I heard Derek." The others started to listen. "There was nothing, Stiles." Scott said. "No! I swear! I heard him. I'm not hallucinating. Derek?!? Derek!!!" Stiles started calling out.

The forest started shifting again. "Stiles! come back here!" Scott held him back. If Stiles takes a step away, he'd fall out of the Nemeton's area, making him shift with the forest. Stiles stumbled back to Scott. "He's out there, Scott!" "Okay okay. But we have to stay here, Stiles." "I fuckin' miss him, Scott." "I know, Stiles. I know." Theo was just listening, indeed, he also heard Derek.

Hours more passed and the forest shifted again, but this time; the trees, and the grass began disappearing. And Derek's calls became clearer and clearer. "Oh shit! Derek!!!" Stiles saw his sourwolf calling out. He ran towards him and jumped, literally jumped, onto Derek -who catches him with ease. "Stiles. Oh, babe." Derek nuzzled Stiles on his neck. He missed that scent. But it's mixed with Theo's. Stiles was still in Theo's sweater.

"Nice. Lydia must've solved it." Scott wrapped his arms around Theo's and Liam's neck.

They all walked up to their cars. Before Stiles steps in Derek's camaro, he noticed Derek looking at his sweater. "Oh! Uhm. Wait, Der." Stiles immediately took the sweater off. "I'll just give it back. It helped me keep warm in there." "I'll give it back." Derek took the sweater from Stiles and approached Theo.

Theo tensed up the moment he felt the born werewolf approach him. "Here." Derek held out his sweater that he loaned to Stiles. "Thanks, but he's mine." Theo took his sweater back. "I know, Derek. I know." Theo wore it and drove off. Derek walked back to Stiles.

Arriving at his loft, he locked Stiles in his embrace. "Wait wait wait. I wanna take a shower." "Let's shower together then."

"Mmmfuck! Shower, huh?" Stiles panted out. He was pushed up against the wall, Derek pounding into him. "Ah!" Derek then sucked on his neck, definitely a hickey tomorrow, no, scrap that. Derek just bit him. "Dammit!" Stiles gripped Derek's hair as they continue grabbing and caressing each other. Letting themselves come and letting the running water wash off their release.

Finishing the shower, Derek hugged Stiles from behind and "Babe, I'm sorry."

"For what?" Stiles was drying his hair.

"I wasn't there with you in that forest."

"Oh, Derek." Stiles kissed him. Over and over. "It's okay. You were on a mission. Which you dropped just to get back here. For me."

Derek has his head down. "It's just... Theo took care of you when it should be me."

Stiles cooed and forced Derek to raise his head. "Oh, Derek... sourwolf... why don't you make it up to me then?" Stiles said suggestively, pursing his lips tight that they become a deeper pink color; he knows Derek loves that. And then he pushed Derek onto the bed.

"W-We could arrange that, babe." Derek settled on the bed and nodded at Stiles. "Now, if you'd just climb on top of me."

"Coming!" Stiles needn't be asked twice.

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tea-and-g2s · 4 years

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Holiday fic recs

(I will be adding to this , my bookmark tagging system is still a wip lol)

The Natural Binding Properties of Pine Sap

(4296 words) by

uraneia

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom:

Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Melissa McCall, Scott McCall, Lydia Martin, Cora Hale, Isaac Lahey, Sheriff Stilinski, Allison Argent

Additional Tags: Christmas fic, Pining, Magical Intervention, First Kiss, Deputy Derek, Mistletoe

Summary:

Derek saves a nymph from being somebody's Christmas decoration. As a reward, the nymph grants him a twig of mistletoe.

If Derek had known the mistletoe would come to life and goad him into kissing people at random, he might have tried to refuse.

I Just Want You For My Own (More Than You Could Ever Know)

(16062 words) by

yodasyoyo

Chapters: 4/4

Fandom:

Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Vernon Boyd/Erica Reyes

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd

Additional Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Barista Stiles Stilinski, Alpha Derek, Mutual Pining, Oblivious Stiles, Oblivious Derek, Scent Marking, gratuitous cuddling, basically all my favorite tropes distilled into one fic, Happy Christmas, schmoopy as fuck, don't expect any kind of plot, it's fluff for fluffs sake, Derek Cooks, Sharing Clothes

Series: Part 1 of

Sterek Christmas Fics

Summary:

“What is with that sweater, dude?”

Derek ducks his head to look at it, abashed. “Uh- Mrs Hernandez knitted it for me. It’s an early Christmas gift.” He smooths it down self-consciously.

Stiles cocks an eyebrow.

“What? She’s my neighbor and sometimes I-” Derek trails off. Stiles’ other eyebrow rises to join the first, and Derek sighs. “Sometimes I help her carry her groceries."

Of course he does. One day maybe Stiles will stop being in love with Derek Hale, but today is not that day.

mistletoe and other holiday propaganda

(54648 words) by

ToAStranger, brawls

Chapters: 9/9

Fandom:

Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington

Characters: Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington, Tommy H. (Stranger Things), Carol (Stranger Things), Nancy Wheeler, Barbara "Barb" Holland, Jonathan Byers, Dustin Henderson

Summary:

Everybody wants something for Christmas.

It just so happens that the only way for everyone to get what they want is for Billy and Steve to pretend to be dating over Christmas break. It's really the only option.

Forget Your Perfect Offering

(10367 words) by

yodasyoyo

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom:

Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Sheriff Stilinski, Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski

Additional Tags: Found Family, 5+1 Things, POV Sheriff Stilinski, brief mention of past alcohol abuse, Getting Together, Mutual Pining, FBI Agent Stiles Stilinski, Deputy Derek Hale, Christmas (sorta briefly near the end)

Series: Part 5 of

Sterek Christmas Fics

Summary:

They’re both so pale under the layers of ash and soot, that’s the first thing John notices, that, and the smell that clings to their hair, their skin, their clothes.

Years later, when he knows Derek better, when he knows the truth, he’ll recall this moment and it’ll make his heart break a little. He’ll remember how the scent was so acrid, so intense, and he’ll wonder: If it was like that for him— a human— then how much worse for them? What else could they smell as they sat on hard plastic chairs beneath the stark strip light in a paint-peeled hallway at the Sheriff’s station?

or:

5 times the Sheriff called Derek 'son', and 1 time Derek called the Sheriff 'dad'.

Real life isn't a movie (life doesn't make narrative sense)

(11586 words) by

dearericbittle

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom:

Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Laura Hale, Cora Hale, Talia Hale, Peter Hale, Original Hale Character(s), Scott McCall (Teen Wolf)

Additional Tags: Spark Stiles Stilinski, FBI Agent Stiles Stilinski, Beta Derek Hale, Alternate Universe - No Hale Fire, Alive Hale Family, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Holidays, Mates Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, POV Stiles Stilinski, Banter, Christmas Fluff

Summary:

Somehow accidentally insulting a hot guy in a coffee shop leads to pretending to be his boyfriend in front of a house full of werewolves. Stiles Stilinski is living his best life and making the most of his Hallmark movie moment.

A Hale for the Holidays

(38095 words) by

rlnerdgirl

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom:

Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Laura Hale, Talia Hale, Sheriff Stilinski, Scott McCall, Kira Yukimura

Additional Tags: Stiles is a homeless doctoral student, Derek is a semi-famous author, Shenanigans, Christmas, New Year's Eve, Alternate Universe - Human, New York City, Beacon Hills, Fake/Pretend Relationship

Summary:

“I sent you a Christmas card that got sent back to me. Did you get a new apartment?” his dad wonders. The question is all suspicion and little anything else.

A flicker of an idea sparks. It’s not nearly formed well enough for him to say, “Yeah, actually,” and when he follows that with, “I moved in with someone,” he wants to punch himself in the face. He’s living with someone?!

“You’re living with someone?” It’s the same voice and tone as the one in Stiles’ head, just thirty years older.

Two things keep Stiles from bashing his face onto the table: there’s a steaming cup of coffee in the way and, more importantly, his dad will definitely hear. Someone passes by in front of him and a semi-familiar book cover catches his eye. “Derek Hale,” he muses, and stops. No. That wasn’t meant to be out loud.

Our Kind of Nuts

(22553 words) by

ericaismeg

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom:

Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Erica Reyes, Lydia Martin, Allison Argent, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Jackson Whittemore, Vernon Boyd, Sheriff Stilinski, Isaac Lahey

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Pack in College, Mama's Bakery, Erica Reyes & Stiles Stilinski Friendship, Lydia Martin & Stiles Stilinski Friendship, Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski Friendship, Stiles Stilinski & Jackson Whittemore Friendship, Slow Build, Slow Build Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Drinking, Drunkenness, Abused Isaac, Fluff, major fluff, Texting, Tutoring, Minor Vernon Boyd/Erica Reyes, Minor Lydia Martin/Jackson Whittemore, Minor Allison Argent/Scott McCall, Minor Allison Argent/Isaac Lahey/Scott McCall, Cheesy, Fox Erica Loves You, Christmas, pride and prejudice - Freeform, Sappy Derek Hale, Romantic Fluff, Romantic Derek, Romantic Stiles Stilinski, Movie Night, Game Night

Series: Part 1 of

Erica Loves You

Summary:

Stiles doesn't know that reaching out to Erica, a girl from his Psych class, is going to change his entire life. All he wanted was a quiet place to study. Suddenly, he's becoming best friends with Erica, getting a tutor from Boyd, going crazy over this guy who is quite passionate about Pride and Prejudice named Derek, being supportive to Lydia, finding some weird peace treaty with Jackson, and inviting Erica's best friend to live with him, Scott, and Jackson for a bit.

He didn't expect things to turn out like this, but hell, he's not complaining one bit.

Dysfunctional Domesticity

(6973 words) by

yodasyoyo

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom:

Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf)

Additional Tags: Mutual Pining, Oblivious Derek, Jealous Derek, Christmas, Matchmaker Lydia, Stiles is hot, Derek doesn’t know how to deal

Series: Part 4 of

Sterek Christmas Fics

Summary:

Derek schools his features into an expression that he hopes looks wise and profound, yet caring, and not like he was recently thinking about dicks.

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Derek has a crush okay? A stupid crush on Stiles, which he will totally get over as long as he can make it through the holiday season without giving himself away.

Fortunately for him, Lydia has other plans.

Double-Booked

(30801 words) by

IndianSummer13

Chapters: 8/8

Fandom:

Riverdale (TV 2017)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones, Betty Cooper & Jughead Jones, Archie Andrews/Veronica Lodge, Archie Andrews & Veronica Lodge

Characters: Betty Cooper, Jughead Jones, Archie Andrews, Veronica Lodge

Additional Tags: Light Angst, Alternate Universe, holiday fluff, Christmas, Smut ahead, First Time

Summary:

“Look, Holden Caulfield,” Veronica says. “It’s not like Betty and I signed up for a vacation with you either. But we’re not leaving now that we’re here, so unless you are, you’re gonna have to share. It’s the fairest way.”

Or, when Betty and Veronica book a stay at a lodge in Vermont over Christmas, the last thing they expect to find is the place already occupied.

to face unafraid (the plans that we made)

(32690 words) by

singsongsung

sylwrites

Chapters: 6/6

Fandom:

Riverdale (TV 2017)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones

Characters: Betty Cooper, Jughead Jones, Veronica Lodge, Archie Andrews, Polly Cooper, Jason Blossom, Alice Cooper (Archie Comics), Hal Cooper, Dilton Doiley

Additional Tags: Fake/Pretend Relationship, Christmas Fluff, Tropes, Tropes Everywhere, the authors do not apologize

Summary:

"You need to show Alice that you’re in charge of your own life. You are the captain of your own soul, Betty Cooper.” Veronica drums her manicured nails against the side of her empty mug in a steady beat, a sure sign that she’s feeling contemplative. “Would you like to know what I would do?”

“Why not," Betty says.

Veronica leans forward. “I’d bring home Alice Cooper’s worst nightmare.” She smirks. “And boy, do I have the perfect candidate in mind.”

AU.

Stay.

(15357 words) by

paradis

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom:

Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Allison Argent/Scott McCall, Isaac Lahey/Lydia Martin, past (brief) Stiles Stilinski/Danny Mahealani

Characters: Erica Reyes, Sheriff Stilinski

Additional Tags: Christmas fic, Stiles Stilinski & Lydia Martin are BFFs, angsty, but it's got a fluffy ending

Summary:

He leaves because the press of Derek’s lips and the sting of his teeth against Stiles’ neck are still burning his skin, and he can’t stop touching them, but then he remembers Derek telling him he’s not pack, he never was, and that he doesn’t belong here.

He leaves because Lydia asks him too, but he doesn’t go back to Beacon Hills because no one asked him to come back.

A Holly Jolly Stiles

(7160 words) by

Triangulum

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom:

Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Peter Hale, Stiles Stilinski, The Pack (Teen Wolf)

Additional Tags: Christmas Fluff, Getting Together, Steter Secret Santa 2018

Summary:

Stiles....goes a bit overboard at Christmas. He knows this. His dad knows this. Scott knows this. The pack...does not.

Stiles is going to give the pack a great Christmas whether they like it or not. And if special attention is paid to Peter, well...

Mother of Dragons

(11985 words) by

Lissadiane

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom:

Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Cora Hale, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Lydia Martin, Allison Argent

Additional Tags: Christmas, Fluff, Hogwarts AU

Series: Part 1 of

Mother of Dragons

Summary:

Since Hogwarts had opened its doors to werewolves, many Hale children had apparently come through, wary and angry, refusing to socialize with the other students. And one by one, they’d been sorted into Slytherin, obviously, with the odd Ravenclaw to mix things up.

And then along came little Derek Hale, who’d barely gotten his ass on the stool before the hat was calling out Gryffindor.

Everyone thought it was funny, even now, when Derek was in his seventh year. Stiles, though, found it fascinating.

It helped, of course, that Derek was two years older and hotter than the sun.

#harry potter #teen wolf #riverdale #stranger things #fic rec #christmas fic

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graciebirdie · 5 years

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Can you believe I wrote sterek again? fake dating snowed in sterek at that

Derek Hale chose to attend Southern Oregon university because it was breathtakingly beautiful and it had a good history department. The fact it was 9 hours away from anyone who knew him was pure coincidence.

He came to Ashland an awkward teenager uncomfortable in his own skin and mistrustful of strangers. Six years, one bachelor’s degree, two relatively well received books, and several guest lectures later Derek was more than happy with himself and his life.

Sometimes he felt a bit lonely and missed his pack, but then one of them would call him and say something to remind him of how judgmental they all were, and he got over it.

It had been hard those first few months, trying to fit in with the pack in Ashland.

The Ashland pack wasn’t made up of only family members like the Beacon Hills pack was. Because Ashland was a college town, werewolves came and went so often Derek didn’t even bother to meet them all.

But he’d somehow managed to make two friends in the pack. Vernon Boyd and Erica Reyes weren’t people Derek would have ever imagined being friends with in high school but the three of them got along surprisingly well.

They had even introduced Derek to his best friend, Stiles Stilinski.

Erica had forced Derek out to a bar with her, claiming he and Boyd would have fun but neglected to mention the country music was the theme of the bar they were going to.

The moment Derek walked in he was fully prepared to walk right back out. He had turned towards the door only to have someone walk right into him.

The fact Stiles and Derek had a meet-cute story delighted Stiles and annoyed Derek to no end.

Erica and Stiles were both criminology students and had met through shared classes. Erica was on her way to becoming a member of the Supernatural Special Forces Division, but wanted a degree under her belt beforehand while Stiles was getting his bachelor of science degree in criminal justice so that he could one day run for his father’s position of sheriff in Stiles’ home town.

Derek should have recognized the name Sheriff Stilinski when Stiles first told him about his father, but he hadn’t, his excuse being that he had been slightly tipsy and suffering from a headache brought on by the incessant twanging the bar’s live band.

Stiles would have recognized the name Cora Hale, if Derek ever referred to his siblings in any other way than ‘Those people I had to share a bathroom with.’

It took Derek almost two months to convince Stiles that he didn’t really hate his family, he just preferred to love them from afar.

Now six months after meeting Stiles for the first time Derek finally realized they grew up in the same town.

Derek had stopped by the library, where Stiles was working, to pick up some books he had ordered. He was there around Stiles’ lunch hour and decided to ask if Stiles wanted to get some food with him.

When he walked into the building he saw Stiles at the checkout counter talking to one of his liberal arts friends Fred, or maybe Frank.

Derek walked up right as Stiles said, “Oh, I’m going home to Beacon Hills for Christmas.”

Derek leaned across the library counter and eyed Stiles. “Beacon Hills?” he asked.

Stiles blinked at him for a moment before his eyes got huge and he gasped. “The Hale pack!”

“Are you seriously just now putting that together?” Derek asked, as if he had known the whole time they were from the same town.

“It’s not like Hale is a unique last name!” Stiles said, flailing his hand out and bumping it against Derek’s face in the process. “Unlike Stilinski ! How many ‘Sheriff Stilinski’s have you heard of?”

Derek shrugged and pointedly didn’t say anything.

Stiles quirked an eyebrow. “I can’t believe we grew up in the same town, but it took us going 550 miles away from it to meet! How crazy is that? We practically grew up together!” Stiles exclaimed in delight.

Derek rolled his eyes. “We didn’t grow up together . I’m six years older than you.”

“Oh, come on Derek! In this age of opened mindedness six years means nothing!”

Since the moment they had met Stiles had been flirting with him. He knew Stiles was only playing, having seen him flirt with both Erica and Boyd on numerous occasions, but strangely Derek found Stiles’ slightly awkward advances almost charming rather than annoying.

“You’re right, our age difference doesn’t matter.” Derek leaned even closer to Stiles. “Because we’re not dating.”

Stiles pouted. “We could be if you’d ever agree to go out on a date with me.”

Stiles had never actually asked Derek out on a date. Derek didn’t point that out to him.

He sighed deeply. “Sorry Stiles, asking me out like that’ll get you nowhere.”

Stiles snorted and raised his eyebrows questioningly, asking Derek without words whether he was being serious or not.

Derek shrugged stiffly. “I’m sorry, Stiles, but I’m just not ready to start dating again. Not after what happened with Jennifer.”

Derek had had only two steady girlfriends in his life. Both had ended up being serial killers. Derek had briefly considered becoming a monk after Jennifer’s arrest but his lack of interest in organized religion had put a damper on that idea.

Stiles, who had been the first to realize something was just a bit off with Jennifer, quickly understood. “That’s okay Derek, I get it. Well I don’t get it get it, I’ve never had the same experience you have, but I get where you’re coming from and-”

“Thanks, Stiles.” Derek quickly cut Stiles off, knowing the other man would just fall into babbling if he wasn’t stopped. “I’m glad someone gets it. My family is convinced it’s something that’s easy to get over…”

In fact, Peter Hale, Derek’s uncle, had just that morning called to ask Derek if he had found a new girlfriend yet. After all, according to Peter, three months was a perfectly acceptable time to get over the trauma dating a serial killer could cause.

“Man, I can’t believe both of our families are pushing us to date. What is this, the 50’s? What happened to the 70’s free love they fought for?”

“They’re still pushing you to date someone?” Derek asked.

“Oh, you know,” Stiles said, waving his hand dismissively, “Once one kid gets married it’s apparently required for the other to get married too.”

Stiles’ stepbrother Scott had recently married his high school sweetheart. Even since, Stiles father and stepmother had become increasingly concerned with Stiles’ love life, or rather, lack thereof.

From Derek’s right Fred said, “Um, Stiles?”

Derek twitched in surprise having forgotten Fred was even there. He turned and crossed his arms over his chest, staring Fred down. Fred took a nervous step away from the counter. Derek smirked.

“Oh, I’m sorry Francis. What were you saying?”

Fred tried to shuffle closer to Stiles, but Derek refused to move. “I was just…Wondering if…you wanted to spend Christmas together?”

“Oh sorry, Francis, but like I said, I’m going home for Christmas to see my family.” Stiles said apologetically.

Fury was rolling off Fred in waves and Derek puffed up threateningly.

“Stiles, how can you be so oblivious?” Fred yelled. Someone shushed him from the stacks, but Fred ignored them. “How can you go around making jokes about asking people out when I’ve been trying to ask you out for months and you haven’t even noticed?”

From the stacks someone else hissed “No yelling in the library.”

“Francis I’m so sorry.” Stiles said, looking genuinely upset. “I didn’t realize you liked me. I thought you just wanted to hang out, like friends do?”

“You thought wrong!” Fred yelled. He turned on his heel and stormed out. Stiles blinked owlishly after him.

“What just happened?” he asked.

“You dodged a bullet.” Derek said, glaring at the front doors.

“Guess so…” Stiles muttered as he leaned under the counter to pull Derek’s books out.

When Stiles straightened back up Derek caught the forlorn expression on his face and tried to lighten the mood, “If it was only so easy for my family to misunderstand, maybe they’d leave me alone.”

Stiles bounced up from his chair and managed to hit himself in the face with his hand in his excitement. “Derek.” He said, trying to sound serious but missing by a mile with his hand cupping his stinging cheek.

Derek’s eyes narrowed in suspicion, both at the abrupt mood swing and tone. Just the week before Stiles had used that tone to convince a very pushy waitress that Derek was not, in fact, a published writer but that he had had his identity stolen.

The waitress had left them angrily bewildered, but she had stopped trying to get Derek’s number, so he hadn’t complained at the time.

“Derek, just hear me out.” Stiles said eagerly, bouncing up and down on his toes in his excitement.

Derek worriedly eyed the rolling chair behind Stiles, hoping that if Stiles tripped over it he wouldn’t crack his head open.

“Whatever harebrained scheme you’re thinking up, stop it right now.” Derek said firmly.

“But Derek it’ll solve all of our problems!” Stiles said, grinning widely in that ridiculously infectious way he had.

“Stiles no.” Derek said.

“Stiles yes !” Stiles yelled.

From the stacks someone screamed “Shut the fuck up!”

Derek facepalmed.

Derek and Stiles had gotten kicked out of the library by the head librarian. Stiles had managed to keep his job only by bribing her with baked good.

They walked down the street to the bakery, both to grab lunch and a bribery bear claws.

They ordered and while they sat waiting Derek glared at Stiles.

Stiles smiled innocently at Derek before saying, “We should tell our families we’re dating.”

Derek sighed deeply in defeat. He’d thought that was what Stiles would say. “Stiles you can’t lie to werewolves, remember?”

Stiles leaned forward across the table and batted his eyelashes teasingly. “Who said anything about lying?” he whispered

Derek was momentarily distracted by how pretty Stiles’ eyes looked and how very long his eyelashes were. He realized suddenly how close their faces were to each other and leaned back a bit. He closed his eyes and rubbed his hands over his face.

“Stiles I just told you-” Derek started tiredly.

“No no !” Stiles said, waving his hand to cut Derek off. “I meant we can temporarily date! You know, until after Christmas!”

Derek rolled his eyes. “Okay we’ll tell them we’re dating and that’ll be the truth, but are you forgetting about everything else we would have to lie about?”

“Derek.” Stiles said seriously. “Don’t you know that the best lie is the truth?”

Derek frowned in confusion. “What do you mean?” he asked suspiciously.

“We tell them that we recently started dating, that we’re not sure how serious it’s going to be, and that we’re taking things slowly.”

“What’s our first date then?” Derek asked slowly, intrigued despite himself.

Stiles waved his hand around dramatically. “Derek! We’re on a date right now!”

Derek opened his mouth to correct him but stopped, realizing that it could be a date. He blinked at Stiles in surprise.

Stiles was smirking smugly at him. He wiggled his eyebrows. “Gotcha.” Stiles said. He pointed finger guns at Derek.

Derek hung his head and muttered “I’m going to regret this.”

Stiles fist pumped and hit the waitress.

Derek buried his face in his hands while Stiles stuttered out apologies to her.

What had he gotten himself into?

Three days before Christmas and Derek wasn’t regretting agreeing to Stiles’ stupid temporary dating idea as much as he had thought he would be.

It was seven in the morning and they were just about to set off on the nine-hour drive to Beacon Hills, so Derek figured he still had plenty of time for the regret to set in.

Stiles had shown up just a few minutes before, sleepy eyed but baring coffee. He pressed one of the cups into Derek’s hand with a smirk. Derek eyed the coffee apprehensively. It had an innocuous knit cozy around it.

Derek glared at him and Stiles smiled sweetly. “Good morning boyfriend of mine.”

Derek’s eyes narrowed as he sniffed his coffee. He had been right to be suspicious. It smelled like some overly sweetened fake peppermint monstrosity.

“Stiles.” Derek said slowly. “Did you buy me coffee from Starbucks ?”

Stiles gasped and pressed a hand to his chest. “ Me ? Buy you a coffee from an overpriced chain coffee store? I would never !”

Derek pulled the cozy off to reveal the logo. He brandished the cup threateningly at Stiles who gasped dramatically.

Derek rolled his eyes and pushed a bag of presents into Stiles’ free hand. “Help me carry these down to my car.”

He picked up two bags to carry himself and closed the door to his apartment. He started down the hallway to the elevator with Stiles right on his heels.

“Your car?” Stiles asked, trying to hold onto the bag and his coffee without tripping over the elevator step. “I thought we were taking my car?”

“Stiles, there is absolutely no way in hell we’re going to take your death trap-waiting-to-happen!” Derek glared at Stiles over the rim of his coffee cup.

“Well there’s no way in hell I would be caught dead in your sensible soccer-mom car!”

Derek rolled his eyes. “Key word being dead.”

“Hey!” Stiles said, offended on his cars’ behalf. “My baby’s perfectly capable of getting us to Beacon Hills in mostly one piece!”

The elevator opened in the lobby and they stepped out.

“I’m convinced the only thing keeping that car together is duct tape and magic.” Derek said, opening and holding the front door for Stiles.

“Are you dissing my magic, Hale?” Stiles asked, glaring threateningly at Derek.

Derek gestured impatiently for Stiles to keep walking. “No Stiles.” He said dutifully.

Stiles smirked at him over his shoulder. As a result, he didn’t see the large patch of ice and would have walked right into it if Derek hadn’t reached out and grabbed the hood of his coat. Stiles gagged and glared as Derek dragged him around the ice and through a patch of snow. “Great. Now my shoes are wet.”

“If you were wearing boots that wouldn’t be a problem.” Derek said, letting go of Stiles hood to lead the way to his car.

“I’m a poor undergrad, Derek. I don’t have money to splurge on boots!”

Derek unlocked the trunk of his very sensible and reliable cruiser and put his bags inside it. He reached out to help Stiles with the one he was holding and smirked. “And yet you can afford stupid overpriced chain coffee. And duct tape.”

Stiles glared. “Okay fine! You win! We’ll take your stupid car. Are you happy now?”

“I’d be happier if we’d already gotten this done and over with.”

“Oh, lighten up Der.” Stiles said as he opened his jeep, which was conveniently parked in the spot next to Derek’s.

“Der?” Derek asked, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise. “Nobody’s ever called me Der before.”

“Seriously?” Stiles asked as he pulled his own bags from his jeep. “It’s right there!”

“Why’d you call me that?”

Stiles gave Derek a pitying look. “We’re dating . I’m contractually obligated to call you stupid pet names.”

Derek rolled his eyes. “If we had a contract I would have stipulated no pet names.”

“What have you got against pet name? Pet names are great!” Stiles carefully arranged his and Derek’s bags before stepping back so Derek could close the trunk.

“They’re stupid.”

Stiles stared. “That’s it? That’s all you’ve got?”

Derek shrugged and led the way back to his apartment to get the rest of his things. “Do I need a better reason?”

“Well…” Stiles said, frowning in thought. “I guess not…”

Derek sidestepped the patch of ice. He absently held his arm out. He hadn’t even realized he’d done it before Stiles shrieked and grabbed onto him. Derek gave a long-suffering sigh and hauled Stiles away from the ice before he could do more than slip.

From where Stiles was pressed up against Derek’s side he smiled and in a saccharine voice said, “I’m going to call you Der-bear.”

Derek growled. “Call me that again and we’ll take your car only for there to be a tragic accident .”

Stiles shifted closer and pressed a kiss against Derek’s cheek.

“You wouldn’t dare...-bear.” He whispered before taking off down the sidewalk, cackling madly.

Derek went completely still, momentarily distracted by how warm Stiles’ lips had felt. Then he shot after Stiles, intent on making sure he paid for his stupid nicknames.

“Stiles, if you don’t hold still I’m putting you in the trunk and letting the presents ride shotgun.” Derek said in exasperation.

Stiles had fallen asleep almost the moment he had gotten into the car, but the peace had only lasted just over an hour and now Stiles was trying to drive Derek insane.

“But I’m bored!” Stiles whined.

Derek flicked the radio on, hoping to drown him out. Christmas music blared from the speakers and Derek scrambled to turn it off.

“Jesus the Christ!” Stiles yelled, his hands over his ears. “I didn’t know you liked Christmas music that much Derek.”

“I hate Christmas music.” Derek said, glaring at the radio. “Erica borrowed the car. She probably thought she was being funny.”

Stiles snorted and pulled out his phone. “I’m sure it would have been hilarious if I hadn’t been collateral damage.”

Derek ignored him.

They drove in silence for a few minutes before Stiles started chuckling. “Apparently Erica does think she’s funny.”

Derek rolled his eyes. Of course, she did. Sometimes Derek didn’t know why he was even friends with her.

“She said she can’t wait for us to get back, so she can take us out for a ‘glad you finally got your shit together’ dinner.”

“I told her it was only temporary.” Derek said, not surprise that she had willfully ignored him.

“Yeah I told her too. She sent a winky emoji, an eggplant, and raindrops. Obviously, she doesn’t believe us.”

“I guess if she thinks we’re dating our families will too.” Derek said with a sigh.

“Wow, Derek!” Stiles said, beaming. “Look at you, looking on the bright side!”

“Don’t get used to it.”

Stiles reached over and turned the radio back on, being careful to turn the volume knob down before any sound could come out. He then carefully twisted it until soft Christmas music filled the car.

Derek grit his teeth together. He reached out and changed the channel, only to find more Christmas music. He spent almost a minute flipping channels before giving up and turning the radio back off.

“Wow.” Stiles said. “You really do hate Christmas music.”

“It’s annoying and repetitive. And it always makes me think of the mall for some reason…” Derek trialed off as he glared at the car driving too slowly in front of them.

“Thatta boy, Derek!” Stiles said gleefully. “Fight the man!”

Derek glanced distractedly at Stiles as he overtook the slower car. “Stiles, you literally work for the man.”

Stiles pouted and sighed deeply. “You’re right, I keep forgetting libraries are government property.”

“And you’re dad’s a sheriff.”

Stiles slumped back into his seat. “Way to ruin my fun, Derek Downer.”

They were both quiet for a few miles before Derek said, “Are you seriously mad I ruined your joke?”

Stiles smirked at him. “Nope. I just wanted to see how long you could go without saying anything.”

Derek glanced incredibly at Stiles. “How long I could go? I can go days without talking to anybody. Want me to prove it?”

“It wasn’t a challenge!” Stiles yelled in a panic.

Derek chuckled.

Stiles glared at him. “Just for that I get to pick the music!”

Stiles pulled out an aux and plugged it in to his phone. He glared at it in concentration before softly say ‘aha!’

Over the speakers a man started to speak softly. For a moment Derek thought they were going to listen to ASMR so Stiles could fall back to sleep but then the man started making jokes.

Derek listened for a minute before asking, “Stiles. What… is this?”

“This,” Stiles said reverently, sweeping his arm out and grinning. “Is pure genius.”

“Are they…?” Derek asked hesitantly.

“Shh Derek.” Stiles said, reaching out to caress the side of Derek’s face. “Don’t speak, just listen.”

Derek resigned himself to listening to someone sing ridiculous songs about dicks for a while.

Four hours later they had made it little over halfway through their drive, listened to all the stupid dick joke music Stiles could find and had had a lively debate over whether any of the songs had a deeper meaning or not.

Stiles craned his neck to look up at the sky. “It looks like it’s going to start snowing again.”

“Hope not. We might have to spend the night somewhere if it gets too bad.”

Stiles winced. “Three days until Christmas, places are going to be booked. You want me to start looking?” Stiles asked, wiggling his phone around.

“Not yet. I don’t want to stop unless we have to.”

Stiles frowned and shifted in his seat. “Does that mean I have to drive?”

“No.” Derek said firmly.

Stiles glanced worriedly at him. “Derek, you can’t drive nine hours straight if it keeps snowing like this.”

“Werewolf.” Derek said smugly.

Stiles huffed. “Werewolf is not an acceptable excuse for reckless driving!”

“I don’t need as much sleep as you and my night vision is better than yours.”

Stiles gasped in outrage. “You do so need as much sleep as me! You being grumpy in the morning is proof!”

“I’m grumpy all the time, you have no proof.”

“Derek Hale, if you don’t pull over somewhere for the night I’m calling your mother.”

Derek gaped at him.

Stiles smirked, knowing he had won the argument.

“That’s right.” He said smugly. “Precious human cargo on board, your mom will totally take my side.”

“I can’t believe you and mom are ganging up on me and you haven’t even met yet.”

Stiles smirked. “Sucks to be you.”

An hour later and snow was really falling hard.

“Damn, it’s really coming down now.” Stiles said, worriedly looking out the window.

“You want me to pull over soon?” Derek asked, glancing over to check on him.

Stiles chewed his lip nervously. “Yeah, that’s probably a good idea.” he pulled out his phone to look for hotels.

He was quiet for a few minutes before whispering “Fuck.”

“What is it?” Derek asked.

“The snow’s messing with the signal.” Stiles glanced out the window. “Or maybe it’s the mountains.”

Derek sighed and decreased his speed. “Sorry Stiles. Guess we’re doing this the old-fashioned way.”

Stiles smiled softly at him. “It’s fine. I’ll keep my eyes peeled.”

Derek looked doubtfully out at the tightly packed trees of the pacific highway.

He glanced over at Stiles, taking in his vaguely nervous expression and the way his hands wouldn’t stop squeezing the armrest.

Derek reached over brushed his fingers against the back of Stiles hand. “We’ll be fine Stiles. I’ve got the chains on.”

Stiles nodded absently but he stopped twitching as much.

After what felt like forever Stiles finally pointed out a bright and glowing vacant sign almost hidden in the snow and trees.

Derek sighed deeply in relief. Stiles had been tense and quiet for almost a full half hour and it had put Derek on edge.

He carefully turned into the parking lot of what looked like a motel, but it was hard to tell with the dark clouds and snow.

He parked as carefully as he could before jumping out of the car and hurrying inside the building with Stiles right on his heels.

They were hit with a blast of heat and the scent of wood smoke. Derek realized they were inside a large stylized faux wood cabin. In the middle of the high ceiling lobby was a long check in desk.

“Hello?” Stiles called, looking around in interest.

A crash and cursing came from behind the desk.

Stiles and Derek ran over to make sure the attendant was alright.

Behind the desk and sprawled out on the floor was a man dressed in a rumpled Santa suit, including beard and wild eyes.

He stared up at them for a moment before asking “Do I know you two or did I hit my head?”

“Coach Finstock?” Stiles asked in amazement.

The name rang a bell and Derek realized he was looking at one of his old high school teachers.

“What are you doing here?” Stiles and Finstock asked in unison.

“I own this place!” Finstock yelled, “What are you two doing here? Hill and Bilinski, right?”

“We’re looking for somewhere to spend the night. It’s a blizzard out there.” Derek said.

At the same time Stiles said, “Hale and Stilinski.”

Finstock didn’t seem to hear him. “Why the hell did you come here then?” he asked.

“Your vacancy light was on?” Stiles said in confusion.

“Fucking Greenberg!” Finstock yelled. “I told him to turn that light off hours ago!”

“Greenberg’s here?” Stiles asked, sounding baffled.

“Who’s Greenberg?” Derek whispered to Stiles.

Stiles smirked at him and leaned closer to whisper back “I’ll tell you later.” Stiles whipped around to look at Finstock, who had pulled himself and his chair up, and was brushing off the seat of his pants and readjusting his beard. “Wait! Does that me you don’t have any rooms available?”

Finstock glared at them. “I don’t have rooms at all, I have cabins.”

“Cabins?” Stiles whispered. He turned to Derek in excitement and whispered again “ Cabins .”

Derek sighed. He knew where this was going. “Do you have any available?”

Finstock regarded them through narrowed eyes. “It’s Christmas Eve Eve Eve.” He said sternly. “And we don’t accept walk-ins.”

Stiles face fell.

“ But …” Finstock said.

Stiles lit up and practically vibrated in place. “But?”

“But it is Christmas. And I know both of your parents. If you two hooligans so much as steal a washcloth I will be calling them, you hear me?”

“ Hooligans ?” Derek asked in bewilderment.

“Coach I swear on my honor I’ll keep Derek in line.” Stiles said while placing his hand over his heart and trying to look sincere

“ Me ?” Derek asked, offended.

“See that you do.” Finstock said, narrowing his eyes at Derek.

“What did I do?” Derek asked.

They both ignored him.

“So, Coach, how’d you end up owning cabins ?” Stiles asked, eagerly leaning against the check in desk.

Finstock smiled, “I’ve always wanted to live out in the middle of nowhere in a beautiful little cabin. No angsty smelly teenagers for miles around.” He sighed wistfully before becoming completely serious. “But life out here is fucking expense and I needed something to do with my time, so I built cabins with my own two hands. And then I had too many cabins, so I decided to rent them out.”

Stiles eyed Finstock in concern. “I’m sure…that could happen to anyone?”

“But then!” Finstock continued, seemingly not having heard Stiles “The demand for rentable cabins increased and my need to continue making useful things only grew and I ran out of land to build on and cabins to rent.”

Stiles shuffled closer to Derek as they watched Finstock gesture wildly, his voice rising with every word and fake beard slipping off his chin.

“So, I bought more land! And I built more cabins! But I couldn’t maintain them all on my own, so I put up a help wanted sign! And my realtor saw it and told me she’d give me a discount if I would hire her nephew! So, I did! And she did! And now-” he cut himself off with a sob.

Tears filled his eyes. “Three hours away from Beacon Hills and I still can’t escape him.”

Stiles pressed his face against Derek’s shoulder and started shaking. For a moment Derek thought he was afraid before he heard a muffled snort and realized Stiles was just trying not to laugh.

“I’m glad you found your calling, sir.” Derek said, smiling stiffly.

Finstock looked up at him with haunted eyes. “I hate cabins.” He whispered, absently pushing his Santa hat up his forehead.

“How much for a night?” Derek asked loudly, avoiding eye contact.

Stiles couldn’t hold in his laugher anymore and bend over with it. Derek facepalmed.

Finstock glared at them and through gritted teeth said “Double.”

Derek silently pulled out his credit card.

“Can you believe that?” Stiles asked, stomping his feet to get the snow off them.

Derek shrugged. He was still reeling from meeting Greenberg, who had tried to carry their bags only to trip over his impractical elf shoes and fall head first in the snow. Derek had taken pity on him while Stiles laughed so hard he too had slipped in the snow.

“Poor Coach, I feel so sorry for him.”

“You know, he wasn’t like that at all when I was in high school.” Derek said, pulling his coat off and hanging it up to dry. He held his hand out and took Stiles’ coat too.

Stiles gave him a flirty smile before wandering off to look around the cabin.

It was small and cozy. Exposed wood and two large windows. It was one main room, a bedroom, and a bathroom. Derek liked it. It was beautiful, and Derek privately thought Finstock would have been better off just selling the cabins one by one instead of renting them. He made a mental note to leave that in the suggestion box before they left. Maybe it had just never occurred to the man that he didn’t need to keep them all…

Stiles whistled from the kitchen nook. “It’s fully stock!” he said gleefully.

That was a pleasant surprise. They only had road trip food in the car and there was no way in hell Derek was going back on the road to find a store.

“For the price it’d better be.” Derek grumbled as he went into the bedroom to look around.

Stiles followed him in. “I’ll pay half?” he asked hesitantly.

Derek absently waved him away. “It’s fine. I know you’re a poor librarian with student loans and more on the way.”

Stiles nervously bit his lip. “If you’re sure?”

“Yes Stiles, I’m sure. I should have pulled over sooner.”

Stiles blink at him in surprise. “Did you just admit you were wrong?”

Derek shrugged. “It’s been known to happen, shocking as that might seem.”

Stiles smiled softly at him for a moment before he turned his attention back to the room. He wandered over to the window on the far wall. “Wow, this place is really beautiful Der! Are you trying to woo me?” he asked, spinning around to grin at Derek.

Derek huffed. “We’re dating, I don’t have to woo you.”

Stiles gasped and collapsed onto the bed. “Dating two weeks and the romance is already dead !” he cried dramatically.

Derek laid down next to him. “Too bad for you.”

Stiles bounced up off the bed. “Fine!” he said, hands on his hips. “I’ll just have to be romantic enough for the both of us!” he took off out of the room.

Derek groaned and rolled over, kicking his shoes off and dragging a pillow over his face.

“Look Der-bear!” Stiles called excitedly.

Derek ignored him, too comfortable in the place between almost asleep and almost awake.

“Derek.” Stiles said in annoyance. “I made food.”

“Why didn’t you say so?” Derek asked as he pushed himself into a sitting position.

Stiles was standing in the doorway holding a plate in each hand.

Now that Derek was more aware he realized something smelled amazing.

Stiles came over to the bed and carefully sat down. He held the plates out for Derek to hold so he could pull his feet up and lean against the headboard.

“It smells great.” Derek said, handing one of the plates back and pulling himself up next to Stiles.

“Thanks.” Stiles muttered, blushing. “Everything I needed for it was in the fridge so…” He shrugged awkwardly.

“What…is it?” Derek asked. It looked sort of like an omelet but not quite.

“Omelet sandwich.” Stiles said, happily picking it up off the plate.

Derek looked back down at the food and realized there was bread under the egg.

He carefully picked his own sandwich up and took a bite.

He hummed happily. “This is delicious. Thank you, Stiles.”

Stiles shrugged awkwardly.

They ate in silence for a few minutes before Derek asked, “Do you want me to sleep on the couch?”

Stiles whipped around to glare at him. “Don’t you dare!” he yelled, waving the index finger of his free hand. “We’re adult like people Derek! We can share a bed without making it weird.”

Stiles narrowed his eyes and leaned in threateningly. “At least I can. Can you Derek?” he asked challengingly.

Derek put his hand on Stiles face and pushed him away. “Yes Stiles, I can share a bed.”

“We’ll just see about that won’t we Hale.”

After they had eaten what was technically considered lunch Derek built a fire and Stiles pulled out his laptop.

“I would say Netflix and chill but it’s a cliché and about the opposite of what I want right now.” Stiles said, settling down on the couch in front of the fireplace.

Derek sighed loudly. “I’m making a fire right now Stiles. Stop complaining.”

“I’ll stop complaining once it stops being freezing in here.” Stiles gave an exaggerated shiver as he sprawled himself out on the couch.

Derek rolled his eyes. “Stiles, there’s a heater on and a blanket across the back of the couch. You’re fine.”

“I’ll feel better once I’ve got a werewolf heater. They’re more reliable than the machine kind anyway.” Stiles muttered as he pulled the blanket over himself.

Derek blushed and pointedly kept his attention on the fire.

There were a few minutes of silence while they both concentrated on their very important tasks. And then Derek’s cell phone rang.

Satisfied that the fire was high enough to stick he pulled his cellphone out of his pocket and looked down at caller id. He groaned. It was his mother.

“Who is it? Uncle Peter again?” Stiles asked.

Derek glanced up and saw Stiles bundled up with just his head peeking out of the blanket. Derek fought back a smirk at the sight.

“No. It’s my mom.” He glared down at the phone for a moment, debating if it was worth it to ignore her. He decided it wasn’t. “Hello?” he answered reluctantly.

“Derek, sweetheart, it’s your mother.” Talia Hale answered, sounding just as chipper as she always did when they spoke on the phone.

“Hi, mom.” Derek said with a sigh.

“I was just wondering when you would be getting into town. I hear there’s quite the snowstorm coming in tonight.”

Derek pulled himself up from in front of the fireplace before throwing himself down next to Stiles on the couch. Stiles instantly wiggled closer and Derek absently wrapped his arm around Stiles shoulders.

“Yeah we got caught in it. We definitely won’t be making it home tonight.”

Talia was quite for a few moments. “We?” she asked hesitantly.

Derek went completely still. All week he’d had the strangest feeling he’d forgotten something. The feeling had been so bad he had unwrapped all the presents that he had bought just to make sure he’d gotten a present for every family member and that none of them had been mislabeled. He’d even gone so far as to buy gifts for Stiles’ family too. Nothing had made the feeling go away. Now he knew why.

He’d completely forgotten to tell his family he was dating someone.

“Yeah…” Derek said slowly. “You know. Me and my… boyfriend. Did I forget to mention that?”

Stiles groaned loudly and tipped his head towards the ceiling. ‘Why me?’ he mouthed. Derek fought back the urge to smack him.

“What was that?” Talia asked, sounding horrified.

“Just Stiles being Stiles mom.” Derek said in exasperation.

“What? Stiles? Why is Stiles there?”

“Because we’re dating.” Derek winced. He probably could have found a better way to say that.

Talia was quiet for a few moments before she sighed deeply. “Oh Derek. If you don’t want your family members to ask about your social life just tell us to stop and we will.”

Derek had asked them to stop. Several times in fact. None of them ever had. He grit his teeth in frustration. “You’re the one who insisted I bring someone home for the holidays.”

“Well, that’s true.” Talia said, sounding annoyed. “But I didn’t mean to put so much pressure on you to make you feel like you have to make something up to please me.”

For a moment Derek felt guilty for attempting to deceive his mother. But then she had to go and ruin the feeling by adding “Besides from what you’ve told me about Stiles he sounds like a terrible choice for a pretend boyfriend.”

“Excuse me?” Derek asked. He had to have heard her wrong.

“Well, you know.” Talia said slowly. “With how awkward you’ve said he is.”

Derek blinked. “What does that have to do with anything?”

He felt Stiles start to shift away from him. He carefully pulled Stiles back, his hand slipping under the blanket to press against Stiles chest while Stiles slid into place along Derek’s side.

“He’d probably give the game away, sweetheart.” Talia said with a laugh.

Derek forced himself to loosen his grip on his phone, not wanting to break it in his anger. “There’s no game .”

Talia hummed. “Well the reason I called was to let you know that tomorrow we’re having a little get together with the Smith pack and I wanted you to pick up a present to give to Alisa, Alpha Smith’s daughter. I’m sure the two of you-”

Derek hung up on her. His phone started to ring again almost immediately. He turned it off and carefully sat it on the end table next to him.

He could feel Stiles breathing slow and deep under his hand. Derek shifted sideways on the couch, pressed his back against the armrest, and wrapped his free arm around Stiles’ waist. Stiles wiggled against him for a few seconds, trying to free his own arms, before Derek felt Stiles hand on his own. Stiles slotted their fingers together and Derek pressed his face against the back of Stiles’ neck.

He wanted to pretend his mother had never done anything like that before, but she had, and Derek was done with it. Had been done with it since he was sixteen and she’d tried to make him be ‘friends’ with Allison Argent, who had been ten at the time.

Stiles and Derek sat in silence for a few minutes before Stiles hesitantly asked “Wanna watch stupid werewolf holiday movies from Lifetime?”

“Okay.” Derek muttered against Stiles skin.

Stiles moved around some more poking and prodding Derek until he was completely laid out along the couch with Stiles sprawled out across him, the blanket pulled over them both, with Stiles’ laptop on the coffee table in front of them and the fire roaring pleasantly.

Stiles had set up a movie, but Derek didn’t pay any attention to it. He was far more interested in keeping himself calm. Stiles was being surprisingly helpful with that. All Derek could feel was the soft comfortable couch and Stiles. All he could smell was the fire and Stiles. All he could hear was the soft sound of the movie and Stiles’ heartbeat.

Derek nuzzled into Stiles’ hair and let himself completely relax.

The sound of a phone ringing jerked Derek out of his light doze. Stiles groaned loudly and sat up, managing to smack Derek in the face with his elbow in the process.

Sitting up on Derek’s legs Stiles reached over and picked his phone up from the coffee table. He sighed at it and glanced at Derek. “It’s my dad. Should I answer it, or have we had enough family drama for one day?”

Derek just shrugged. He’d never actually talked to Stiles’ dad before, but he’d heard plenty of stories. He wasn’t particularly worried. “It’s up to you.”

Stiles chewed on his lip for a moment before answering the phone. “Hey dad, what’s up?”

“Why did Talia Hale call me in a panic?” Sheriff Stilinski did not sound at all pleased. Derek and Stiles both winced.

“The reception out here is-” Stiles tried but the sheriff cut him off.

“You sound clear as a bell to me, just cut to the chase Stiles.”

Stiles glanced at Derek, who waved his hand feebly. “She and Derek had a fight, but she obviously didn’t realize it.”

The sheriff was quiet for a moment before he said, “She seems to be under the impression that you and Derek are pretending to date?”

Derek groaned. They hadn’t even gotten to Beacon Hills yet and already they’re plan was falling apart.

“We’re not pretending to date.” Stiles said petulantly.

The sheriff was quite for a moment before slowly saying “Uh-huh.”

“We’re not!” Stiles yelled, flailing his free arm out.

“Sure.” The Sheriff said.

“We’re totally real dating!”

“I believe you.”

“We’re cuddling on the couch right now !”

Derek hid his face against his arm in secondhand embarrassment.

“On which couch? I thought you were coming home for Christmas?”

Stiles winced. “Sorry I forgot to call. It’s a blizzard so Derek and I pulled over for the night.”

“I’m glad you guys decided not to drive in a blizzard. And please tell me you took his car and not yours?” the Sheriff asked pleadingly.

“E tu, father?” Stiles wailed.

The Sheriff chuckled. “I’ll take that as a yes.” He paused a moment before adding “Just keep me up to date and drive very carefully, Derek.”

Stiles pulled his phone away from his ear to blink at it. He turned and blinked at Derek. “Did I just get replaced by my own boyfriend?” Stiles asked, sounding baffled.

Derek sat up before he reached over and took the phone from Stiles. “I promise to get him home safely Sheriff Stilinski.”

“See that you do.” The Sheriff said firmly. “And I’ll call you mother back. Her worry over my son being a bad influence on you is obviously misplaced.”

Derek winced while Stiles went still against him. “Sorry about that sir, she’s a touch-”

“Controlling!” Stiles interrupted, pressing up against Derek’s chest to yell into the phone.

Derek glared at him while Stiles smiled innocently at him.

“Well, just have a pleasant evening. And text me your location so I know where to start looking in case you lose my son, Derek.” The Sheriff sounded nice enough, but Derek knew a treat when he heard one.

“Bye dad!” Stiles yelled as he took his phone out of Derek’s slack fingers.

Stiles made a noise of surprise before saying “Oh wow it’s getting late.” He glanced at Derek before asking “Dinner and then bed?”

Derek nodded and gently slid Stiles over so he could pull his legs free.

He checked the fire and saw that Stiles had obviously gotten up at some point to put more wood on it. Derek was quite surprised he hadn’t noticed Stiles getting up. He must have been more tired than he’d realized.

Satisfied the fire wouldn’t be going out any time soon Derek made his way over to the kitchen and started rummaging through the cupboards, looking for something to make them for dinner.

Stiles was leaning against the small kitchen island that separated the kitchen area and the living room while he glared at his phone. He seemed to be furiously texting. Derek eyed him for a moment, debating if he really wanted to know or not. Stiles caught him looking before he could ask.

Stiles smirked and held up the phone “Say cheese!” he said brightly.

Derek glared more out of habit than because he really minded if Stiles took his picture. Stiles looked at the picture and sighed deeply. “You could at least try to look like you don’t mind being around me…” he muttered.

Derek was surprised that Stiles sounded a little hurt. That wouldn’t do at all.

Derek took two long steps over to him and carefully took his phone. He flipped the camera to front facing and then pressed his mouth against Stiles cheek. He held the phone up and absently pressed his thumb to the shutter button. He pulled a bit away to see Stiles reaction, but Stiles was staring at him, mouth open and eyes wide in surprise.

“What?” Derek asked. “You’re allowed to kiss me, but I’m not allowed to kiss you?”

Stiles blinked several times before taking his phone out of Derek’s hand and placing it on the counter.

Stiles carefully and slowly raised his hands and cupped Derek’s face.

Derek’s heart felt like it was about to burst out of his chest it was beating so hard. He realized there was only a few inches separating them and he could be kissing Stiles if he only tilted his head forward a little.

“Derek,” Stiles murmured, his eyes questioning. “Can I?”

Derek thought about how upset the both of them would be if they ruined their friendship. So far, they hadn’t done anything new. Other than two kisses on the cheek. If their relationship went farther than friends would they really be able to make it work? And then Derek realized they’d been dating for two weeks and they hadn’t even kissed yet. They’d done everything a couple would do; go out together, stay in together, cuddle just because they were in the same room together. And that wasn’t even counting that day. They’d done all of that earlier in the week. They’d even gone so far as to go Christmas shopping together for their mutual friends.

Fuck it , Derek thought. Stiles was right, they were adult like people. If this didn’t work out they could still be friends. Derek hoped it would work out.

Derek pressed forward, and his lips met Stiles’.

He felt Stiles relax against him as they kissed, just a gentle press of heat.

After a moment Derek pulled back to check Stiles’ reaction. His pupils were blown wide and his breathing had speed up. He looked up at Derek with his mouth hanging open temptingly.

“Question.” Stiles said, sounding a little breathless. “Can we please start dating now?”

Derek smirked at him. “I thought we were dating.” he said before grabbing Stiles’ ass and lifting him up to carry him into the bedroom.

Stiles squealed in surprise before wrapping his legs around Derek’s waist and his arms around Derek’s neck.

“Is that a yes?” Stiles asked through a laugh.

Derek gently dropped Stiles onto the bed and settled over him, hands on either side of his head and his knees cradling Stiles’ hips. “Yes Stiles, we can date. Now that you’ve finally asked me.”

The snow was falling heavily outside their little bubble of warmth and Derek suspected they were going to be a little late in showing up for Christmas. But Derek didn’t mind, he’d gotten a very interesting present he couldn’t wait to unwrap.

#sterek #my fics #my shit #it's almost christmas and i could not care less

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Sterek Fic Rec

What I Did On My Summer Vacation - by Grimm

There's something weird about Beacon Hills that Stiles can't quite put his finger on. The way everyone in town knows his name the day he arrives. The way they insist the melancholic howling that echoes through the forest every night is just a dog. The way his dad denies getting a dog, even though Stiles comes home to find one sprawled across his bed, some big black thing whose eyes gleam red in the right light. The way that massive oak tree out in the woods vibrates under his touch, pulsing with sickly life.

There's something weird going on in this town, and Stiles is determined to get to the bottom of it.

118k 4/4 Chapters

Full werewolf shift!Derek, Magic!Stiles

Get Back Up - by Hepzheba

After taking the blame for his so-called friend Jackson and his stupid pot, Stiles is forced to work for the Hales at their horse ranch the summer before his last year in high school. At first he absolutely hates it but he comes to realize that there is actually is something fun about this ranch thing and that horses are more likable and complicated than he’d previously thought. He also comes to realize that it’s not only the horses that are interesting; there’s also Derek Hale.

32k 4/4 Chapters

Alternative Univers - Human, Lotta horses, Jerk!Stiles,

Worlds Apart - by Siny

Derek Hale, Heir Prince of Betonia and Italy, meets Stiles Stilinski, college boy.

92k 16/16 Chapters

Alternative Univers - Royalty (Modern Royalty), Prince!Derek,

A Strong Heart and a Nerve of Steel - by lupinus, ureaneia

Stiles and Derek wake up married in Vegas. Well, they would have if it was legal.In which Stiles is the president's son, Derek is his bodyguard, and Papa President orders them to pretend to be in love for the sake of gay rights.Or in which uraniea and lupinus combine meeting the Hales, President Papa, waking up married, fake/pretend relationship, First Boy Stiles, and bodyguard Derek into one fic.

21k 1/1 Chapters

Alternative Universe - Bodyguard AU, Fake/Pretend Relationship/ Fake Marriage President!Sherif Stilinski

One Life Stand - by Vendelin

Stiles is used to selling himself to make ends meet. But it's getting harder to keep those ends meeting, and there's only so much of Stiles to go around. Until a too-fancy car shows up in his neighborhood, and he meets Derek Hale.

All Derek wants is Stiles's time, someone to stay on his arm for events and smile for the cameras. It's the easiest job Stiles has ever had, the best-paying one he's ever had, and he's more than happy to sign up.

Derek is everything and nothing Stiles expects him to be, with his tailored suits, sharp mind and his quiet way of caring. But it's just a job and Stiles never meant to fall in love.

84k 6/6 Chapters

Prostitute!Stiles, Buisnessman!Derek

Gravity’s Got nothing on You - by zosofi

“Three weeks,” Derek says.

“Still don’t want to,” Stiles says.

“I’ll pay you,” Derek says, and that… that has Stiles interested. Alf’s Antique’s may be a great job, but it’s not a high-paying job, and half of Stiles’s tuition is coming from financial aid, so…

“How much,” Stiles asks, “are we talking here? Because I know your family, dude. And it’ll be kind of awkward after.“

“My family thinks you’re some sort of fucking gift to the world,” Derek seethes, like he’s jealous, “they’ll probably be pissed at me when we break it off, so don’t worry about that. Five hundred bucks.”

“A thousand,” Stiles says, because screw ethics. Also, the Hale family is loaded. Derek can deal.

83k 1/1 Chapters

Fake/Pretend Relationship

Captain’s Log: I am Sly as a Fox - by isthatbloodonhisshirt

Derek wandered into the store with him, some of the cashiers cooing at Stiles because, yes, yes, he was very cute, thank you. He was getting more attention as a fox than he’d ever gotten as a human.

Figures.

He just pouted while being carried through the store, one of the girls helping Derek with what he needed and bringing it all to the cash register for him since he seemed reluctant to loosen his grip on Stiles. He probably didn’t want him wiggling free and wreaking havoc across the store.

He was pretty destructive, he’d admit that.

42k 1/1 Chapters

Magical Mishap, Fox!Stiles Stilinski, Both Derek and Stiles come back to Beacon Hills, Mutal Pining, Oblivious Stiles, Lonely Derek, Getting together, Friends to Lovers

The Darkness Inside - by isthatbloodonhisshirt

The sheriff watched him for a moment, then he sighed and turned slightly. He reached out to open a cabinet door beside him, and pulled out a shelf. It was on a track, so it rolled out of the cabinet fairly easily, and held a small CCTV. Derek frowned and inched his chair to the side a little bit so he could get a better angle.

He was looking at a teenager, or someone at least young enough to be the same age as Scott. He was sitting on a bed in what looked to be a larger room, the area he was in surrounded by four glass walls, with his legs crossed and head tilted.

He was also staring directly into the camera, as if he knew someone was watching. A creepy smile slowly slid onto the teen’s face, and he held up one hand, wiggling his fingers in a slow, eery wave.

Derek felt his mouth run dry. He didn’t know who this kid was, but he didn’t like him.

“Who is that?” he asked quietly.

“That,” said the sheriff, ��is my son.”

51k 1/1 Chapters

Nogitsune!Stiles, Pining Derek, Pining Stiles, Magic

Waiting - by isthatbloodonhisshirt

Not wanting to think on it took much, Stiles took a step forward and passed his hand between the bars, moving the bleeding side closer to Derek’s mouth.

“Not too close, he bites.”

Stiles snatched his hand away just as Derek had been about to lick at it. The snarl he got in response was not comforting.

“He what?” Stiles asked nervously, turning to Deaton.

The man looked a little amused. “Don’t worry, only if he doesn’t like you.”

“Well, he probably hates me, now!” Stiles insisted, turning back to Derek.

He looked extremely displeased.

81k 2/2 Chapters

Feral!Derek, Possessive!Derek, Werewolf Mates, Magic!Derek

Hallowed Grounds - by damndancyscotch

Everything in Beacon Hills is the same when Stiles comes home from college.

Well, except for the fact that he's a published author now, Scott is halfway across the world with a travelling circus, Erica's epilepsy has been cured, her boss offers him a job too, and there's this weird black dog that seems to be following him around just to judge him.

Oh, and the murders, of course.

But other than that stuff... totally the same old BH.

109k 16/16 Chapters

Full Shift Werewolves, Writer Stiles, Hale Pack, Emissary in training Stiles Stilinski

Maggie May - by Spikedluv

When Laura Hale died, she left behind a daughter, Maggie. Stiles (and his dad) have been caring for Maggie since the night Laura disappeared. Unbeknownst to Stiles, however, Maggie’s a werewolf, and she’s bonded with Stiles. Which means he feels extra protective when Peter Hale appears on the scene. (He may have also developed a little crush on Maggie’s uncle, the silent and brooding Derek Hale. Who said Stiles’ life was boring?)

24k 1/1 chapters

Kid Fic

Fireman Derek’s Crazy Pie [Cheeseburger Baby] - by owlpostagain

“He can't blame me for the fact that I live in a building full of people united in the singular effort to ogle Hot Fireman as often as humanly possible."

Laura laughs, loud and echoing in the empty restaurant.

"Hot firemen can make a girl do crazy things," she agrees, nodding towards her brother's name on the menu. "Derek won't let me date anyone from his company, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the eye candy."

17k 1/1 Chapters

Alternative Universe - Human, Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Fireman Derek, College student Stiles

A Desperate Arrangement - by mikkimouse

"I'm sorry, I believe there's something wrong with my hearing," Stiles said. "Because I could have sworn you just told me you set up a betrothal agreement with the Hales. A betrothal agreement involving me. Me."

Scott smiled his easygoing smile and nodded, which told Stiles no, he hadn't misheard a damn thing.

After seven years of lengthy negotiations, the treaty between the Hales and the Argents has fallen apart and the two countries fell into war.

Months later, there's an uneasy truce, thanks to the intervention of King Scott McCall, but it won't last. In a desperate attempt to maintain the peace, the Hales sign a treaty with the McCalls to marry Prince Derek to Prince Stiles Stilinski, King Scott's brother.

In the history of the world, there have been many better ideas.

115k 29/29 Chapters

Alternative Universe - Historical, Arranged Marriage, Werewolves are known, Prince!Stiles, Prince!Derek, Alternative Universe - Royalty, Magic!Stiles

Suspicious Minds - by HaleHole

“Don’t feed Balto your pizza,” Stiles mildly warns his daughter.

“Derek.”

Stiles pauses, mouth open and cheese sliding off the pizza as he parrots, “Derek? Who’s Derek?”

His daughter rolls her eyes, like Stiles has just asked her the dumbest question ever. “The wolf, Daddy!”

“You changed his name?” Stiles asks in surprise. Usually she’s pretty set about naming things. Her doll’s name was decided two seconds after receiving it, the car has been Alonzo for three years now, and the toaster ‘Pop’ for the last six months.

Meg nods, prodding the sliding cheese back on top of her slice. “Yeah. He told me his name is Derek. And that he doesn’t really like Balto.”

“Is that right?” he asks, eyeing the wolf who seems far too interested in watching a pair of animated moose arguing. It’s official. This wolf is weird. This whole situation is weird.

-- Separated from Laura after being cornered by some hunters, an injured Derek finds himself being rescued by Stiles and his young daughter. In more than one way.

40k 1/1 Chapters

Single Parent Stiles, Full Shift!Derek, Werewolf reveal

Thanks for Thumper, But I Prefer Cheeseburgers - by isthatbloodonmyshirt

The wolf’s head whipped around so fast, Stiles felt like he was watching The Exorcist.

Stiles wondered if he could just stand still enough to make the wolf think he was a tree. A very bright red and jean-clad tree. He doubted it, but one could hope.

He knew it was a lost cause when the wolf turned fully, lips pulled back from its sharp teeth—so very sharp, good fucking Lord!—and began walking towards Stiles.

“I didn’t see anything!” Stiles shouted, both hands out in front of himself and sweat instantly breaking out across his skin. “I swear to you! I didn’t see anything! I didn’t see anything! I won’t tell anyone! I won’t! I’ll keep this to myself, until the day I die! I promise! I promise!”

58k 1/1 Chapters

Fullshift Werewolf! Derek, Werewolf Courting, Oblivious Stiles, Werewolf Mates

I Have Faith In Nights - by DaintyBoots

Derek had always thought his ability to pick up strays was a bit of a hindrance. But then he met Stiles.

35k 8/8 Chapters

Alternative Universe - Human, Cop!Derek, Drug Use, Street Punk (Sorta prostitue) Stiles, Panic Attacks

After The Storm - by matildajone

Derek's mind flits to Stiles’ face. It’s a hard face to forget and for some reason Stiles is one of the only things Derek can think about without feeling like he’s lost something.

Erica grins. “When are you going to see him next?”

“He’s a cop,” Derek says gruffly.

“So?”

Derek remembers being at the station, he remembers all those fucking people who thought he had killed his own sister. Laura. He hates all of them, and says as much aloud.

Erica hums. “Sounded like you didn’t hate him.”

Dealing with the death of his sister, Derek spends most of his time helping out his family. He meets Stiles and as soon as Derek's willing to admit his attraction towards him, he discovers that Stiles is dealing with his own problems at work. He needs help - help that Derek's all too willing to give. There's something about Derek with his strange, glowing eyes and quick ability to heal that makes Stiles trust him when maybe he shouldn't.

41k 4/4 Chapters

Kid Fic, Werewolf Reveal, Cop!Stiles

#Sterek Fic Rec #sterek #sterek fanfiction #sterek fics #sterek fandom #sterek fluff #stiles stilinski #stiles x derek #void stiles #derek hale #derek

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voidwaren · 5 years

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Teen Wolf prompt anon again~ If you're up for a challenge shuffle your music and write a drabble to the first song that comes up! I would love more Sterek but you can pick the pairing

I wrote more for this prompt than I have all month for Camp NaNo…

so the song I got when I shuffled was Who Do You Love by Chainsmokers & 5SOS, but you all know me. I don’t do established relationships, so this went in an entirely different direction from the song. I had a hell of a lot of fun with it though, so thank you so much for it! also sorry it took me a hot sec to get it out!

it’s very lightly Sterek. I can’t not have a little, okay.

“Where the hell does he go at night?” Stiles mumbles to himself as he shuffles through the most recent stack of blurry, useless photos courtesy of the security camera stationed outside of the temporary Hale apartment complex. Sure, he didn’t technically have clearance to even touch the footage, but what his dad didn’t know wouldn’t kill him. Probably.

“Why do you care, Stiles?” Scott replies, his werewolf hearing apparently having picked up Stiles’ speculation. He’s draped over the back of the couch like a three-year-old, though, so Stiles doesn’t think his opinion matters right now. “He’s an adult,” Scott continues when Stiles only huffs in annoyance. “He can go wherever he wants.”

“Maybe he’s patrolling,” Isaac offers, throwing himself onto couch until he’s taking up all the room Stiles hadn’t, and then some. Stiles pushes him, but he doesn’t budge.

“Alone?” Stiles asks dubiously. “He has his dumb moments, yeah, but he also has you guys now. Why wouldn’t he take one of you?”

“I think he takes Erica, actually,” Isaac says helpfully. Stiles glares at him.

“And you didn’t think to tell me this before I started all of this research?”

Scott wrinkles his nose. Isaac mouths “creepy”, which Stiles totally sees. “You’ve only been doing it for like an hour,” Scott points out.

“An hour I’ll never get back!”

The collective eye roll he gets in return tells him he’s getting nothing useful out of the two, so he decidedly gathers up his photos and stuffs them into his backpack.

“Where are you going?” Scott finally asks, only once Stiles has started cramming his feet into his sneakers.

“I’m going to ask Erica what she does with Derek at night.”

Isaac makes a gagging noise. It’s downright poetic in its execution. “Gross, Stiles,” he whines.

Stiles throws a pen at him, which he doesn’t even remotely manage to deflect. Werewolf reflexes, his ass. “She’s dating Boyd, stupid.”

“So? It’s Erica.”

“She’s not like that,” Stiles asserts as he clambers out the door, ignoring the small voice in the back of his head asking him if he ever really knew her in the first place. He’s not even securely in his Jeep before Isaac and Scott come blundering in, seating themselves firmly in the car seats before Stiles even manages to think of a reasonable reason why they can’t come along.

Guess backup couldn’t hurt.

“Uh, no. I don’t go anywhere with Derek at night.”

Stiles stares at Erica. Then, he turns and stares at Isaac. When Isaac looks confused, Stiles gestures violently at Erica. Twice after Isaac throws up his hands in a gesture meant to convey innocence.

“She’s not usually home when I wake up to pee!” Isaac exclaims. Stiles narrows his eyes, and behind Isaac Scott rolls his in exasperation.

“That doesn’t mean I’m creeping around with Derek, Isaac,” Erica says drily. Stiles opens his mouth to ask what she does do, but she holds up a finger before he can. “Not answering that,” she says, leaving absolutely no room to argue, even for him. Stiles deflates.

“Then where do you go?” Isaac pushes.

A fleeting look of embarrassment crosses Erica’s face. It’s gone so fast, Stiles isn’t totally sure it was there in the first place by the time it’s replaced with one of annoyance. “None of your business,” she bites.

“Actually, it is,” Isaac points out. “We’re pack. I’m supposed to know where you are.”

Erica gives him a wicked grin. “And you think that’ll make me break?”

Isaac doesn’t answer her, and that tells everyone in the room his answer.

“Alright, okay,” Stiles starts so they can move on with the conversation before it got ugly. “So if Erica isn’t the one ditching with Derek, then how the hell are we going to figure out what he does when he vanishes into the night?”

“We could track him?” Scott offers. Stiles shakes his head.

“Nope. No. Not a single one of us is stealthy enough to get away with that. Next.”

Scott pouts in his direction, but Stiles ignores it. Erica looks thoughtful, her head tilted towards the ceiling.

“Do you think he’s meeting up with someone?” Isaac offers.

Stiles strokes his chin a la BBC Sherlock. “Maybe. That would explain why he’s gone so long throughout the night. Maybe he’s doing things with them.”

“You think he’s sleeping with an enemy?” Erica asks, throwing Stiles through a total loop.

Stiles gives her a startled look. “What?”

“You don’t think that?”

“Well NOW I do!” Stiles exclaims.

“I thought that’s what you were implying.” Erica shrugs likes she’s sloughing off any potential guilt she might have for planting that idea in his head. “What did you think before?”

“That he was just fraternizing,” Stiles says helplessly.

Isaac frowns. “I thought you said you just thought he was being weird and stuff.”

Scott nods. “Yeah, who said anything about enemies?”

“Erica.” Stiles gestures at her for good measure. She grins, evidently pleased with her chaotic evil nature. “She literally just said that. Now I’m thinking it.”

Isaac looks unconvinced. “That fast?”

“My brain works very fast,” says Stiles, offended. “It’s the ADHD.”

“Okay, you know what?” Erica says, placing a hand on Stiles’ arm. It’d be charming if she wasn’t so rough about it. “How about we just ask Derek?”

“Do you know where he is?” Scott asks.

“With Boyd at the apartment.”

That’s all Stiles needs—he’s shrugged off Erica and made a beeline for the door before anyone else has moved, and Scott says something he doesn’t quite catch. Stiles was on a mission and, dammit, he was going to get to the bottom of his.

“I knew it!” Stiles exclaims loudly the moment he bursts into the room, Scott, Erica, and Isaac clamoring in behind him like the graceless supernatural beings they were. Derek and Boyd look up at them in confusion, and Stiles belatedly realizes they’re bent over a map spread out on a table. Stiles points at it aggressively. “You’re planning something!”

“… What?” Boyd asks after a beat.

“With the enemy,” Isaac tacks on gravely, still very accusing. Boyd looks at Derek in bewilderment, but he’s still looking at Stiles like he’s debating if keeping him alive was really worth staying out of jail for. Boyd turns his confused look back on Stiles and the others behind him again.

“What,” Derek starts, slowly, and with a large amount of pure, unadulterated annoyance, “are you talking about?”

“Stiles is under the impression you’re fraternizing with the enemy,” Scott offers. Stiles turns to glare at him, but it’s too late now that he’s made it look like Stiles was the only one thinking this.

“Thanks, Scott,” he says drily.

“Actually, he thought you were sleeping with them,” Isaac corrects.

“Thanks, Isaac!”

“More than one,” Erica adds on.

“Erica. Seriously?”

“What?” she asks in faux innocence, turning those damn big eyes on him. “I’m not wrong.”

“That was your input into the collective query, okay! You!”

Erica shrugs. “I’m still not wrong. You thought it after I suggested it.”

Stiles opens his mouth to continue arguing the matter, but he’s stopped by the relative force of Derek’s hand coming out and smacking him in the chest. It’s not a hard blow, exactly, but it does startle Stiles enough to stop him from talking, which he thinks was the point.

“Can you all shut the hell up for a second?” Derek begs, his tone gruff and very obviously annoyed. Probably yet again with the fact he got involved with a bunch of teengers. Stiles knows he’d be pulling his hair out by the roots if he were in Derek’s position.

They all quiet, waiting patiently as Derek visibly processes the information he’d just been given. When he finally opens his mouth again, Stiles can’t help but tense up, which is kind of embarrassing considering Derek hadn’t removed his hand yet.

“You thought I was sleeping around with—” Derek stops, his face wrinkling up like he was trying to recall what it was exactly they were accusing him of. “—multiple enemies?” Erica snickers, and Derek turns his glare on her. She quiets, but the smirk doesn’t drop from her lips.

“It was a reasonable conclusion,” Stiles says weakly. Derek turns to look at him. His expression is so close to incredulous that Stiles is starting to feel bad he even thought anything like that in the first place. “Fine,” Stiles mutters, “not that reasonable.”

After a moment where no one says anything, Derek pinches the bridge of his nose. He looks like he’s in pain when he says, “All right. This is ridiculous. At night?” He drops his hand and Stiles is not-so-vaguely reminded of the time he accused his dad of intentionally foiling any attempts Stiles had made at getting him a date. Much like now, he’d been very, very wrong in his deduction. (Turns out, Stiles just hadn’t been a very good matchmaker, and his inconsistent oblivious nature was genetic.) “I’m conferring with Druids to make sure nothing weird can sneak up on us. Apparently, none of you idiots realize they do most of their work under the moonlight.” He gives Stiles a pointed look at this. Stiles lowers his gaze, because he did know that from all the research he’d done when Scott had first gotten turned. And Derek knew he knew that.

“Why didn’t you just tell us that, then?” Scott asks.

Derek only turns and looks at him. “I wasn’t asked.”

Scott looks at Isaac helplessly, who looks at Boyd, who looks at Erica. If she in turn looks at Stiles, he doesn’t see it, because he’s looking at Derek again and feeling like the biggest of dickholes.

“Well, we fucked up,” Isaac announces after they’ve all had a moment to settle on this collective conclusion.

“Shocker,” Erica mutters.

“Now that we’ve figured out that none of you know how to ask the source before jumping to asinine conclusions,” Derek starts, arms crossed, “I’d appreciate if you all would leave.”

“We live here though,” Isaac tries weakly, but lowers his head dejectedly when Derek only glares at him.

“Didn’t want to be here anyway,” Erica grumbles.

They all slump out of the apartment, leaving Boyd behind, and Stiles starts the drive back to everyone’s respective places he’d found them at in the first place. Scott tries to broach the subject only once during the drive, but Stiles decidedly ignores his attempt and loudly declares a need for greasy food before his father got home instead. That gets everyone hungry, and they stop at an In-N-Out on the way. Erica steals more of his fries than Stiles is entirely comfortable with, but she doesn’t even try to talk about what just happened, so Stiles lets her without too much protest.

When Stiles finally gets back to his own place, sans Isaac and Scott (who both were dropped at Scott’s place), it’s nearly dark and his Jeep smells strongly of grease and American fast food goodness. His dad isn’t home yet, so Stiles knows that means he’s in charge of dinner for the night. He’s barely turned his engine off when Derek appears out of nowhere and sticks his head through Stiles’ open window.

“You want to tell me why you’ve been logging video information on me?” Derek asks, scaring the absolute shit out of Stiles, leaning in the window of the Jeep and looking entirely too Abercrombie & Fitch Model while doing it for Stiles’ liking. Stiles determinedly glares at his steering wheel once he’s finished flailing and generally acting like a spazz. “Which, correct me if I’m wrong,” Derek continues where Stiles doesn’t answer him, “is illegal to do? I could report you and get a restraining order.”

“You won’t,” Stiles says immediately. Derek raises both his eyebrows. “You need me,” Stiles asserts. He’s looking at Derek fully now, and Derek meets his gaze.

“I don’t need anyone,” he replies in that gruff, annoyingly sour way of his.

“Keep telling yourself that.” If Stiles rips his keys from the ignition, he thinks he has a fair reason to be doing it. “And don’t tell my dad.”

“I don’t talk to your dad if I can help it.”

“Well,” Stiles says, “good.”

Silence falls. Stiles can’t get out of the car with Derek blocking it, but he debates launching himself across the seat to get out the other side if only so he doesn’t have to sit here being awkward, yet again, with Derek Hale. Didn’t this guy know anything about tact?

(Okay, maybe Stiles himself wasn’t exactly the best judge of that. Still. Derek made everything awkward, and Stiles wanted nothing more to get out of the conversation—if it could be called that.)

Derek ruins Stiles’ potential attempt at jumping across his car by speaking and messing up his thought process. “You didn’t answer my question.”

Stiles glares at him. “Duh. I don’t have to.”

“You’re stalking me, Stiles.”

“It’s not stalking!” Stiles protests, twisting around in his seat until he’s almost face-to-face with Derek again. “It’s precautionary surveillance.”

Derek just gives him a look. “You’re getting footage illegally from my apartment complex’s security cameras because, why exactly?”

Stiles doesn’t answer right away. He knew exactly why he was doing it and he doesn’t have to ask how Derek knew exactly what Stiles was doing. Derek knows how to break into houses undetected. “I don’t trust you,” Stiles finally says, and, to his credit, he kind of mumbles it to his steering wheel guiltily. He might not have been Derek’s biggest fan, but telling him he didn’t trust him as far as he could throw him to his face wasn’t exactly something Stiles wanted to do. At least, not right now. Under different circumstances, maybe.

Derek doesn’t answer. Stiles dares a look at him. He looks pissed, but Derek had a habit of looking pissed at most times of the day. Stiles is pretty sure he just had RBF. “I need to change that,” he says, sounding more like he was talking to himself than to Stiles.

Stiles blinks at him in surprise. “What?”

“If our packs are going to be working together in harmony, you need to trust me.”

Stiles has no idea what to say to that. He’s faintly sure someone just abducted Derek and replaced him with a faulty copy that only looked exactly like Derek. “I’m not exactly an important figurehead in Scott’s pack,” he finally says.

Derek shakes his head. “Scott’s a total idiot. He looks to you more than you must realize.”

“I don’t know about that,” Stiles answers honestly. “Is it really that important? I’m not a trusting person by nature, you’re in for the long haul if you’re going to try winning my trust.”

Derek pauses, and an expression Stiles can’t quite name passes over his features briefly. “Yes,” he says, strangely earnest. Then, completely out of character, he says, “I need you to trust me.”

Stiles stares at him. Swallows. And then, like the absolute idiot he is, opens his mouth and says, “Well, big guy, maybe you should take me out to dinner first before you go about trying to woo me like that.”

That does it. Derek looks at Stiles like it’s physically paining him to have to listen to anything coming out of his mouth, and Stiles is pretty sure it really is. Then, Derek shakes his head and finally moves out of Stiles’ window. “Come to the pack meeting on Sunday,” is all he says, and then he turns and stalks off into the night.

“What pack meeting on Sunday?” Stiles calls, but Derek doesn’t answer. “Well, fine,” he says to himself, slumping back into his seat. Guess he was going to a pack meeting on Sunday, and Derek was now going to try his darndest to win Stiles’ trust.

When exactly is his life going to stop getting so weird?

#Teen Wolf #Sterek #drabbles #asks #god that was a blast #thank you!!!

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omopuff2 · 6 years

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FicRec: Are you in the mood for some Sterek

Edit: New fics are added with a date mark

I don't usually rec fandoms or ships outside of kpop but Sterek just found a way to get under my skin so here i am with my recommendation of the Sterek fics that you should absolutely read.

Play It Again (63206 words) by metisket

Chapters: 3/3

Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski & Laura Hale, Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Scott McCall, Laura Hale, Sheriff Stilinski, Peter Hale, Allison Argent, Lydia Martin, Danny Mahealani, Erica Reyes, Isaac Lahey, Vernon Boyd, Talia Hale, Chris Argent, The Hale Family - Character, The Argent Family - Character, Alan Deaton

Additional Tags: Pre-Slash, Magical Stiles Stilinski, derek's mad planning skillz, magical objects and their insufficient warning labels, laura's in charge, making the most of your afterlife, oh look here's a lower place, Alternate Universe, Dimension Travel

Series: Part 1 of play it again

Summary:

In which Stiles goes along with one of Derek’s plans and ends up in an alternate universe as a result. He should’ve known better. He did know better, actually, and that means he has no one to blame but himself.

“Laura wants to lure the kid in with food and kindness and make a pet of him, like a feral cat. Derek wants to have him arrested for stalking. They’re at an impasse. (And the rest of the family is staying emphatically out of it in a way that suggests bets have been placed.)”

Now this is incredible, i came across this story because everyone was raving about it on Goodreads and wow they were right

Play it Again tells us how Stiles ended up on a different dimension, the Hales are alive, Scott is not a wolf and everyone is basically happy and not twisted inside he has to learn to accept his new reality and live a new life because there's no way to come back to what he was before, the process is hard on him but also liberating and the story is really sweet and angsty at moments but so worth it.

Crash Landers (31173 words) by gyzym

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Allison Argent/Scott McCall, Vernon Boyd/Lydia Martin, Allison Argent/Lydia Martin/Vernon Boyd/Scott McCall, Isaac Lahey/Erica Reyes, [past Danny Mahealani/Stiles Stilinski]

Additional Tags: Epistolary, Allusions to sexual trauma, Stalking

Summary:

In which Stiles learns to Stalk That Stalk. (Or, how to accidentally woo your unfriendly neighborhood alpha in roughly five hundred handwritten steps.)

This one is weird, basically Stiles and Derek have a thing for each other and instead of coming clean with their feelings they start a game of stalking and post it notes and you know Stiles and Derek style. I have to admit that it does get a little too much sometimes but overall is sweet in a way that only Stiles stalking can be sweet, the relationship as usual is just right between this characters.

Point Made (2438 words) by Bellakitse

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd

Additional Tags: Oblivious Stiles, Oblivious Derek, Angst and Humor, Romance

Series: Part 30 of 30 days of Sterek

Summary:

Stiles is jealous, Isaac is awesome, Derek get's his point.

When on a mission Derek has to do something that hurts Stiles, so Isaac decides to fix the situation after some angst, this is short and fast paced and of course makes you get the feels.

Scent Marking For Dummies (8824 words) by Hatteress

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd, Jackson Whittemore, Isaac Lahey, Lydia Martin, Danny Mahealani, Bobby Finstock

Additional Tags: TWCP, BAMF!Stiles, Sharing Clothes, Scent Marking, Scent Kink, Pack Dynamics, The Alpha Pack, Sharing a Bed, Sterek Campaign, Charity Auctions, Canon Typical Violence

Summary:

Stiles is almost used to being chased around the school by werewolves at this point. Having to share a bed with Derek freaking Hale, on the other hand, is just needlessly complicating his life.

Do you know that feeling when a character says something that makes you giggle and freak out?

Well in this fic the work is STAY and damn if that little word did not make me happy i'm even thinking of re reading this one so you should totally give it a chance.

Important Things (71466 words) by suzvoy

Chapters: 21/21

Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Allison Argent/Scott McCall, Lydia Martin/Jackson Whittemore

Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Allison Argent, Lydia Martin, Jackson Whittemore, Danny Mahealani, Sheriff Stilinski, Bobby Finstock, Chris Argent, Isaac Lahey, Victoria Argent

Additional Tags: Humor, Drama, Alternate Universe - Canon

Summary:

Stiles learns that even with werewolves, giant lizards and psychopathic hunters on the loose, life can still find other ways to screw with you. Case in point: everyone keeps assuming he and Derek are a couple. What the hell?

This is like a slow burn but when they get it on they get it ON, there's angst and Stiles has to accept the reality of his feelings and how they affect his life, is a nice intake on the relationship sense touches the not so romantic aspect of it.

Ain't Nothing so Good as the Cake and Eating it (51001 words) by sofonisba_found

Chapters: 15/15

Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Allison Argent/Scott McCall

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Sheriff Stilinski, Laura Hale, Mama Hale, Papa Hale, Allison Argent, Danny Mahealani, Erica Reyes, Scott McCall, Jackson Whittemore

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Mates, Pining, Wooing, Oblivious, Derek is a dorkstar, POV Multiple, kink meme fill, Courtship, Emotional Constipation, deputy!Derek, Romance, Fluff, Miscommunication, Happy Ending, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - No Hale Fire, POV Derek Hale, POV Stiles, POV Sheriff Stilinski

Summary:

Derek thinks he's doing alright in life, with his family at his side and a job he loves. Despite his family's concerns he remains adamant that he doesn't need a mate, afraid to take the risk of letting anyone close enough to try to hurt his family again. That is until he realizes that his true mate has been right under his nose for years, and that now through his inaction he may lose him.

i think that this is my least favorite so far, it starts so good but i don't know somewhere in the middle it just became a little dull, overall is nice and shows you some growing up and working on a relationship type situations but it still felt as if something was missing.

Puff :*

#Sterek #derek #derek hale #stiles #stiles stilinski #stiles and derek #derek and stiles #teen wolf #fanfic #fanfiction #ficrec #teen wolf fic

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tails89 · 6 years

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My world revolves around you

This was on my sideblog, which I have since deleted, so I’m posting this here.

Sterek :)

It starts off innocently enough.

“If you were a chicken, you’d be impeccable.” Stiles snorts at his own joke. “Get it?”

Scott rolls his eyes and groans. “That’s just awful dude, you’re not actually using these on other people, are you?”

It’s like Scott’s words spark an idea in Stiles’ brain. Everyone’s a target. No one is safe.

“Hey Lyds!”

The red head glances up from her notebook.

“The world revolves around the sun-”

Her brows are already drawing together in a scowl.

“-but my world revolves around you.”

Lydia stares down Stiles, but his goofy grin never falters, so she huffs and goes back to her homework.

“Aw, come on. Nothing? That was my best one!” Stiles moans.

Lydia doesn’t even look up. “You’re going to be single for a long time then.”

“Oh, how about this one,” Stiles is pushing aside his books, homework forgotten. “Do you like heavy metal? Because I could teach you-“

“Finish that sentence, Stilinski, and the only reason I’ll be screaming is because you are dead.”

Stiles sighs and reaches for his textbook. Banshees have no sense of humour.

It’s Kira who notices that Derek never seems to be on the receiving end of Stiles’ terrible pick-up lines.

They’re all sitting around in the loft, waiting for Derek to pay the delivery driver and return with pizza.

Stiles tries shrugging it off. “Despite what you guys think, I value my limbs, I’d rather not have Derek tear one of them off because I’ve offended hid delicate sensibilities. I do have some sense of self-preservation.”

Lydia scoffs from her seat.

Stiles twists to glare at her. “I do.”

“Self-preservation? I don’t need to be a werewolf to know that’s a lie.” Lydia uncrosses her legs and leans forward. “You won’t use your childish pick-up lines on Derek, because you actually like Derek.” She raises one perfectly sculpted eyebrow as Stiles’ mouth drops open.

“No, I don’t!” He splutters.

“Wait, what?” God bless Scott and his obliviousness.

Stiles is glaring daggers at Lydia. A silent plea for her to stop. Derek could be back at any moment!

“Getting brushed off by the rest of us is no big deal,” Lydia goes on, ignoring Stiles’ stare. “But you actually have feelings for Derek and you can’t bear the thought of him turning you down.”

“No.” Stiles scrambles, glancing from Scott to Kira. Kira looks just as smug as Lydia. Damn her for bringing it up. Scott looks thoughtful, like the gears are slowly turning in his mind. Making connections, damning connections. “I don’t- It’s not like that!”

“Prove it.” Lydia challenged, reclining gracefully. She’d look right at home stroking a fluffy white cat, like one of those classic movie villains.

“I don’t need to prove anything,” Stiles crosses him arms in front of his chest. “There’s nothing to prove.”

Kira initiates the chant. “Prove it!” She cries.

“Prove it!” Malia is quick to join in.

Liam says nothing from his position on the floor, but his expression is smug.

Stiles turns to each of them, “Yeah, fun. Let’s all gang up on Stiles,” he complains. “Scott, help a brother out.”

Scott shrugs like, what can you do, but damn it his face is positively gleeful.

“Scotty! Scott. My first friend. My best friend. Scotty-boy.”

“We’ve had to put up with it for weeks.” Scott’s tone is almost sympathetic, but it falls short when he smirks and says, “paybacks a bitch.”

“You-” Stiles’ mouth flops open, searching for his wittiest retort. “…suck!

Lydia rolls her eyes. “Real powerful comeback.”

Scott’s jabbing a finger at his best friend. “Stiles, I dare you- “

Stiles feels his eyes roll, out of his head, out of this plane of existence. “How old are you? Six?”

Scott shushes him, ignoring the eyeroll of the century. “I dare you to tell Derek your absolute worst, cringy-est pick-up line.”

“Or what?”

“Or… “ He falters.

Stiles knows Scott doesn’t have the balls.

Strawberry blond hair tickles the back his neck and the banshee whispers, “Or we’ll tell Derek how you really feel.” And just… Lydia Fucking Martin everybody.

Derek chooses that moment to return to the loft, pizza boxes piled high in his grip. There’s yelling and laughter and Stiles prays for the sweet release of death.

All he gets, though, is a nudge and a sharp look from Lydia, so Stiles swallows his mouthful of pizza and takes a breath and…

“Hey Derek?”

Derek turns, hand lowering pizza back onto his plate.

“So, we’re learning about important dates in History at the moment… want to be one of them?”

Silence.

Thick eyebrows draw together in a scowl. But then Scott and Kira are snorting over their shared plate and… and it’s over. Stiles didn’t combust and Derek didn’t look disgusted or tell him to leave and Stiles was probably just imagining the way Derek’s ears flushed red.

It’s later, halfway through the movie, when Stiles feels his phone vibrate in his pocket.

If you were a transformer, you’d be a HOT-obot, and your name would be Optimus Fine.

He gapes at his phone, then sneaks a sideways glance. Everyone around him is caught up in the action onscreen, attention glued to the glowing box. Derek’s no exception, but Stiles can see the light glinting off the mobile he’s fiddling with absentmindedly. And if his cheeks are rosy, it’s probably only because the onscreen explosions are casting a fiery glow over the room.

Still this… this is amazing. Because none of his friends had ever played along with Stiles’ stupid game. And suddenly it’s on.

Stiles texts back. Is your name google? Because you’re the answer to everything I’ve been searching for.

He waits and watches out of the corner of his eye as Derek glances down at the screen that’s lit up in his hands.

Are you the square root of -1 because you can’t be real.

Stiles bites his lip to keep from smiling and turns back to the television. As the credits start to roll he realises he has no idea what they’d been watching.

After that, it becomes this thing that just completely snowballs out of control.

Stiles turns up at the loft, greeting Derek with “is your face McDonalds? Because I’m loving it” and gets to work pulling out his latest packet of research on whatever big bad they’re facing that week.

One time he’s sitting on the couch, easing his laptop off his legs and shooting Derek an offhand comment. “Are you religious? Because you’re the answer to all my prayers.” And chuckling to himself at the look of Derek’s face.

He knows he needs to reign it in before he gets too caught up but he just. can’t. help it. Because Stiles would do anything to watch Derek’s cheeks and ears flush red. To watch the way he tries to retaliate but more often than not, gets completely derailed, mouth moving but words catching in his throat and god damn it, it’s adorable.

“Aside from being sexy, what do you do for a living?”

“I know you’re busy today, but can you add me to your to-do list?”

“Stiles.”

“Hmm?”

They’re alone at the loft. Stiles turned up early to clarify some research he’s been going over about forest nymphs. His laptop is open on the couch, pages strewn across every bit of available space.

“Stiles. I think we need to stop.”

“Uh,” Stiles puts down the sheet of paper he’d been holding. “Okay, I figured we’d wait ‘til the others get here but yeah, a break sounds good.” He shuts his laptop and reaches his arms up into a stretch. “Hey, Derek,” Stiles grins. “You’re hotter than the bottom of my laptop.”

“Yeah, you need to stop that.” Derek’s arms are crossed and he has his brooding face on.

Stiles laughs. “What? That wasn’t even the worst one.”

Derek shakes his head and gives him a pointed look. “Stiles. I know.”

Stiles just stares, eyebrows raised, waiting for the conversation to make sense.

“You don’t have to play this game anymore.” Derek says after a moment. “I know.”

Did Derek know how Stiles felt about him? How did he find out? His heart was racing. Was that- had his stupid racing heart given him away? “You know?” He draws the words out slowly. “And?”

Derek scowled. “And it’s childish and stupid.”

“Oh…” Stiles face fell. There it was then. Derek Hale thought Stiles’ crush was ‘childish and stupid’. Greatest day ever. Not. Still, he needed to know. “Is it- is it the age difference?”

The question seemed to throw Derek for moment. “You and Scott are the same age.”

And now Stiles is thrown too, so he asks. “What are we talking about right now?”

“I’m talking about that stupid dare.”

Which really doesn’t help, and Derek is looking more and more resigned with each question Stiles asks.

“What dare? I’m so confused right now.” Perhaps Derek doesn’t know about Stiles’ feelings after all. Maybe Stiles can still pretend that even has a chance with Derek.

“Pack night. I heard Scott dare you to- “

Oh. That dare. Never mind. Derek had known all along. The illusion is shattered.

“That was ages ago!” Stiles splutters, rising from his spot on the couch. “Why didn’t you say anything?” His hands are in his hair anxiously running through the locks. “God, I feel like such an idiot. This whole time you knew. And what,” he turns on Derek, “you were just humouring me?”

“What?”

Stiles is pacing. “Jesus, you must have been so uncomfortable!“

Derek catches Stiles’ shoulders in an attempt to get his attention. “Stiles, stop- “

“This whole time you knew I liked you and you just let me make a complete fool of myself!”

Stiles jerks free and they stand there in the middle of the living room. He turns to start pacing again, but Derek has a hand around his wrist.

“You like me?”

Stiles tries to tug his hand loose. “Dude, just stop. You just told me you heard the whole thing. You don’t need to play along anymore.”

Derek let him go. “I heard Scott dare you to use the pick-up lines.”

“Yeah…” Stiles clutches his hand to his chest.

“That’s all I heard.” Derek tells him. They both stand there awkwardly for a moment, before Derek breaks the silence. “You like me?

“You- you didn’t know?” Derek shakes his head. “But that’s how this whole thing started. Lydia- Lydia said….” Stiles glances up at Derek and takes a deep breath. “Yes, I like you. Jesus Christ, I like you so much!” The words come out in a rush, like if he doesn’t speak now and speak fast it’ll never happen.

“Lydia was teasing me, so Scott dared me to use my worst pick-up line on you and the whole thing escalated and god, this is embarrassing and you- Jesus, Derek, I couldn’t help it, you just looked… and then you joined in and like, man, they were so bad and I guess there was always a part of me that knew this was going to happen, that you were going to get tired of it and- will you please stop looking at me like that- here it is and I’m sorry okay? Please say something before I make this worse, like this whole verbal word vomit is just digging me deeper and your eyebrows are getting judgier and I-

Warm lips are pressed against his mouth, silencing his outburst.

“Breathe Stiles.” Derek pulls away, watching Stiles face carefully.

“I uh-“ Stiles swallows. “You just…” he trails off.

Derek is still so close. Stiles imagines he can feel the body heat radiating from the werewolf. “If you’d taken a second to breathe, I could have gotten a word in and told you it was okay.”

Stiles takes a step back. “’It’s okay’? Those words don’t fill me with confidence Derek.”

“Okay that you like me.” Derek steps forward.

“Yep, still not feeling it.” But Stiles is smiling now and Derek is back in his personal space and when their lips meet again Stiles is moving eagerly against Derek, tongue darting out to taste what he’s been dreaming of for oh so long.

He pulls back, wondering when his fingers became tangled in Derek’s hair. “But I think I’m beginning to understand,” he says, voice low. “You like me too?” Stubble scrapes against his jaw. “I’m going to take that as a yes.”

“Stiles?” Derek’s breath his hot against Stiles’ neck.

“Yeah?”

“Shut up.”

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Sterek New Year’s Extravaganza Schedule

Welcome to the Sterek New Year’s Extravaganza! The SNYE is a month long event created for the relationship between Stiles Stilinski and Derek Hale (Sterek). During the months festivities, we would have hoped to have helped in producing a wide range of new content to kick off the new year!

We will provide a months worth of prompts, and all you have to do is write a fic or draw a pic related to whichever prompts you decide. You can choose to do one, two, or even all of them if you’re feeling up for the challenge! The event will start on January 1st and end the 31st.

Posting on AO3: To have your work appear in our collection you’ll have to follow these simple steps. First, you’ll need to long into your AO3 and go to our collection page (here). In the top right corner you will see the words ‘Post to Collection’.

Once you click this button, AO3 will direct you to the Post New Work page. There is where you will post the work you have been working on. All you have to do before you finally post is make sure that you are posting the work to our collection. You can check that you are by simply verifying that our name is present in the Associations box. MORE INFO HERE

Also, here is the link to the TAGS for each day.

SCHEDULE

Monday January 1st— New Year’s: To start off our festivities, we believe that the inclusion of a New Year's theme is called for. You’ll get to explore the many possibilities of what New Year's means for Stiles and Derek. Whether it be: a kiss at midnight, a pack new year's get together, meeting at a new year’s party, or even helping the other keep their resolutions. It could be as fluffy or as angsty as you desire!

Tuesday January 2nd— Time Travel: From a blast to the past to a leap into the future, your imagination can run wild. Will Stiles or Derek get caught between a spell that transports them to a different time period? Will time traveling be a common thing in their society? Will Stiles or Derek make a scientific breakthrough in manipulation of time and space? Whatever it is, don't hold back as you let your imagination take the reins.

Wednesday January 3rd— Humans: You know how this goes guys, any and all things human are embraced! From high school aus to tattoo artists anything goes as long as its human. Youtuber Stiles introducing his followers to his grumpy boyfriend, photographer Derek trying to focus on his model and not the talkative intern, or maybe just our amazing boys taking a relaxing stroll through the park. Anything goes!

Thursday January 4th— Historical AU: This is your chance to create that Pride & Prejudice AU you’ve always been planning to write. Or maybe your take on a Hamilton AU setting? Maybe take us on a journey to 17th century France! Whatever it is, live it up to the fullest as you write our favorite boys making their mark in the history books.

Friday January 5th— Crossovers: Whether you write Stiles being best friends with Jughead Jones, or Derek being roommates with Lance from the Voltron universe, you have the choice to write those interactions as you please. Will Harry Potter and Hermione Granger be the two that finally get Stiles and Derek on a Date? Or will Stiles and Derek find a way to weasel their way into becoming members of Alias Private Investigations, with Jessica Jones? Regardless of the situation, draw or write it as best as you can and have fun.

Saturday January 6th— Pining: Ahhh the sweet slow burn of pining. Having Stiles admiring Derek from afar as Erica relentlessly teases him about it. Or Derek losing his focus every time Stiles attends one of his basketball games. Wherever you decide to take this prompt you are guaranteed fluff in all of its forms. You can decide if it’s a case of obliviousness or if they are both just too emotionally constipated to realize that the other has fallen for them. Whatever you end up choosing to do just make sure it has a LOT of pining in it.

Sunday January 7th— Childhood Friends: Who doesn't love the childhood friend trope? Especially if it’s Sterek! This prompt could be either supernatural or human au setting. You could create it as them starting young and growing up, or you could have them had grown up together as the bestest of friends who are now testing the waters on starting a new relationship. All that matters is that the bond of childhood friendship changes to something romantic. Simba-and-Nala-fy that ish!

Monday January 8th— Enemies to Friends to Lovers: The classic ‘I hate you to I love you’ romance. Where they both have conflicting agendas or ideas that causes a rivalry against one another. For example: Stiles and Derek being rivals in a sports competition, them going against one another for class president, or simply Stiles not liking Derek because of his jock façade and Derek not tolerating Stiles because of his ‘know-it-all’ complex. Whatever the case may be, have it all lead up to them settling their issues and realizing that instead of hating one another, they are actually in love.

Tuesday January 9th— Fake/Pretend: The possibilities are endless with this theme. Whether it be Stiles pretending to be Derek’s mate for a werewolf convention, or Derek needing to help Stiles fool his family on a family vacation. Have it as fluffy or angsty as you deem necessary, just remember, make it make believe for the majority of the work.

Wednesday January 10th— Long Distance: This theme is a contender for being possibly one of my favorite days. With having the possibilities of Stiles being away at college or Derek moving away to New York for a well deserved mental retreat. You could have one of them get sick (probably Stiles. Seeing as his diet is just curly fries + coffee. That is not good nutrition Stiles!) and does a terrible job of pretending that they are fine over the phone so the other doesn’t get upset. Or them constantly visiting/calling/skyping one another because they can’t last more than a week apart. No matter the reason for the distance, just have it them being/wanting to be together while being apart.

Thursday January 11th— Neighbors: One of the things the fandom seems to love most is Neighbors Au’s. This can be when Stiles and Derek borrow sugar and flour from one another, or they find themselves in the middle of a ‘thin wall’ trope. Regardless of if Stiles annoys Derek by blasting his obnoxiously loud “study” music, or if Derek’s alarm clock is legit the reason why Stiles begins to hate existence, you have the power to let your headcanons go wild.

Friday January 12th— Friends With Benefits: The phrase “let's keep it casual” starts this type of relationship, which always leads to one or both getting noticeably attached. Yes ladies and gents, this is the lovely FWB relationship! They could start their agreement on a drunken night, or when one of them just needs a good rebound. They could both just gotten out of a long-term relationship, and in a moment of clouded emotional judgement fall into bed with one another. This prompt could be super angsty or really painfully fluff/annoying due to their obvious obliviousness to the fact that they are basically already in a relationship.

Saturday January 13th— Mates: Soulmates and werewolf mates are definitely nothing new to this fandom. In fact, it’s probably the most common trope we have on this this. Nonetheless, whoever says there is such a thing as too much of a good thing, is dead wrong. Write about how Derek knowing that Stiles is his mate, but not acting on it. Ooh, or the one where your soulmate's first words to you appear on your arm. Whatever you decide, just make sure it revolves around them having a sort of mating bond drawing them to one another.

Sunday January 14th— Getting Married: Whether it be them planning their wedding, crashing a wedding, showing up at the other’s wedding, or walking down the aisle. Wedding fics will always poke at least one or two feels in your heart. Have them picking out their cake together and Derek shutting down Stiles’ idea to have a Star Wars themed cake. Heck, you could even have them being in the middle of an arranged marriage! Be sure to be romantic and maybe a little bit overly dramatic as you create your perfect wedding scene.

Monday January 15th— Roommates: This theme is, again, a contender on being one of my favorite days. Mainly because of all the possibilities! You could have Sterek rooming together in college, or Stiles needing a roommate for rent money, and the Craig’s List Gods produced a grumpy Derek Hale. Or, you could create it as them being jealous that one of their friends get roomed with the other instead, because, “Derek sleeps NAKED?! Fuck that’s ho— ahh—horrible! I can’t believe you get to— I mean have to, yeah, cause gross— live with that, Scotty.”

Tuesday January 16th— Secret Relationship: Oh the painful world of secret relationships is guaranteed to make you shed a few tears. Maybe Derek and Stiles don't want to tell the pack just yet? Maybe Derek isn't ready to come out of the closet? Maybe Stiles has a homophobic grandmother that he can't seem to break the news to? Or, maybe they just want to keep it secret because the pack is already going through enough as it is? Whatever the case may be this theme is the perfect recipe for inner turmoil and angst.

Wednesday January 17th— Magic Mishaps: Now this theme right here is a sure fire way to get yourself thinking outside the box! Anything from witches blasting curses and hitting a member of the pack to Stiles messing around with an ancient spell, this theme is a wildcard for all things magic related. Maybe the pack switch bodies with each other? Maybe Derek gets hit with a spell that makes him saying everything he's thinking? Maybe they all start speaking different language and can't communicate with each other? Anything that has to do with magic not going exactly as the pack planned is what we're looking for with this theme, so don't be afraid to play around with it!

Thursday January 18th— Werebabies: Ahh the fluffy fluffy trope of werebabies has arrived! This fandom is very well versed on the concept of werebabies, and here is where you guys get the chance to show us your expertise in the wonderful world of baby weres. This can be: the pack's babies shifting for the first time, Stiles and Derek adopting an orphan werepup, a random werebaby being brought to Stiles and Derek's door step, or even one of the pack members turning into a werebaby! As long as there's a werebaby in there for us to coo at then it's exactly what we're looking for.

Friday January 19th— Royalty AU: Time to make our two favorite boys into the princes and kings they were born to be. This is where Derek Prince of Spain gets into an arranged marriage with Stiles the heir to the Polish throne. This is where King Stiles refuses to marry because he is in love with his royal guard. This is where Derek, the new pharaoh, defies all the laws and marries his overly talkative servant. This is where Stiles goes against his father, the Roman Caesar, to have a relationship with Derek, one of their fiercest gladiators. Modern or ancient this theme is a celebration of all things royalty, starring Stiles and Derek, so don't miss out!

Saturday January 20th— No Hale Fire: Here is the theme where we all get to erase the Hale Fire from our memories and let Derek with his family and pack. This theme can be anything you want it to be as long as it features the Hale Pack in all of it's glory. I'm talking Laura teasing the hell out of Derek, Talia being the best goddamn alpha ever, Cora not taking anyone's shit, Derek wrestling with his younger cousins, and so much more! Anything goes in this theme as long as we get to see the Hale family being together.

Sunday January 21st— Harry Potter AU: In this theme you'll be able to put Stiles, Derek, and the rest of the pack in the wonderful magical world of Harry Potter. They can be students attending Hogwarts together, professors teaching at Hogwarts, aurors in training to take down he who shall not be named, or even writers for the daily prophet going crazy over the return of the boy who lived. However you choose to interpret it this theme is where Harry Potter lovers get to put Stiles and Derek in on the action.

Monday January 22nd— Road Trips: Ever since Stiles and Derek arrived at Beacon Hills together in season 6 the fandom has gotten a thirst for these two out in the open road together, and this theme is here to quench it. Will the entire pack take a much needed vacation away from Beacon Hills to see the beautiful sights scattered throughout the U.S? Will Stiles and Derek be fighting over what music they'll listen to as they drive the Jeep all the way back to Beacon Hills to save everyone's asses yet again? Anything that has our two boys driving around for miles to get to their destination is completely acceptable, so put on your shades and jam out to Life is a Highway as you take on this prompt!

Tuesday January 23rd— Alpha & Emissary: It’s a common theme, and the best part about it is that it works well for both canon AND AU! The only rule to this theme is that it has to heavily feature an Alpha and an Emissary. You could make the Alpha/Emissary pair someone else and make them an enemy for Stiles and Derek, A new pack to join, Or of course have Stiles and Derek being they all powerful dynamic duo that they are. Maybe even it’s their kids that take on the coveted leadership roles. It doesn’t matter who they are, how they work in the story, or what universe it’s in, as long as they’re present and you keep it Sterek, it fits!

Wednesday January 24th— Moving In Together: Here you guys get to have our boys moving in together! It can be Stiles moving into Derek's loft after they've been dating a while. Them buying their first house together, or Derek rebuilding the Hale house for him and Stiles. It could even be them getting a place together when they're freshly out of college —because being an adult is expensive and at least they'll be living with a ‘friend.’ Let yourself have some fun with this one!

Thursday January 25th— Getting Back Together: Now, this trope is sure to tug at a few heartstrings. Getting back together is always going to play with your emotions. You angst lovers are sure to have a field day with this one, and it's not hard to see how. In this theme, you get to dive into a world where Stiles and Derek have already broken up and were pushed together yet again. It could be because it's Erica and Boyd’s wedding, and they wanted both Stiles and Derek to be there. Or maybe they just bump into each other again at a club after not speaking to each other for months. Whatever the reasoning for their reunion, they're forced to see each other face to face again, and they decide to give what they had one more shot! I'll need to remember to buy tissues for this day.

Friday January 26th— Fraternity: College aus are definitely not a rarity in this fandom, but fraternity aus specifically aren't very common, and they have so much potential! Just think of Stiles and Derek in rival frats and pranking the hell out of each other! Or Derek taking a freshly pledged doe-eyed Stiles under his wing, or a very drunk frat boy Stiles trying to get into Derek's pants at a party and Derek not knowing what to do about it. So many fantastic fun and amazing content to be created with this trope so don't hold back!

Saturday January 27th— Bodyguards: This is a trope that I personally enjoy very much and would love to see more of in this fandom. It can be anything from a celebrity!Stiles flirting with his grumpy bodyguard, to the first son!Derek not understanding why the hell his bodyguard never shuts up, to maybe even a mobster au where Stiles is the ruler of the underground world with Derek who makes sure nobody double crosses him. The only limit is your imagination so don't hesitate to let your thoughts take control.

Sunday January 28th— Scene Stealer: Similar to our crossover theme, however, with the scene stealer theme you get to take Stiles, Derek, and the rest of the pack into the universes of your favorite movies, books, or shows, only this time they get to steal the spotlight and make the moment theirs. Whether it be Stiles and Derek doing the dirty dancing lift or them saying the oh so known words of Alec ‘I don't want the world I want you’ Lightwood, this theme is sure to portray your favorite scenes in a beautiful Sterek-y light. If you’ve ever thought “Hey this scene would have been SO much better as Sterek..” then this is the theme for you!

Monday January 29th— Partners In Crime: You can never go wrong with this beloved trope as you depict Stiles and Derek as the unstoppable duo we all know they are. You can make it as intense as Stiles and Derek being hitmen that are constantly 3 steps ahead of the feds, or as lighthearted as kid!Sterek helping each other steal cookies from under their parent's noses. Which ever route you choose to take as long as these two boys have each other's back it's fair game.

Tuesday January 30th— Meet-Cute: Ahhhh meet-cute, the theme where everyone's inner hopeless romantic comes to the surface. This is the theme where you go full out on all things fluffy! I'm talking coffee shops, bookstores, dogs, doing that cliche thing where they bump into each other and everything falls on the floor and their hands touch and they look into each other's eyes! Basically, if it’s cheesy enough to be part of a hallmark movie then you're on the right track.

Wednesday January 31st— Mythological Creatures: Our last day of festivities is my personal favorite, mythological creatures! From demons to pixies this theme has endless possibilities! The teen wolf fandom is so stranger to playing around with mythical creatures and we're not planning on stopping any time soon. Mermaids, faes, nymphs, angels, vampires, demons, were-creatures, you name it! They're all welcome. What better way to get creative with your favorite myths and legends than with our two favorite boys?

We’d like to make sure word of this event spreads like wild fire so that we can start off 2018 with a bunch of new Sterek content so we’d greatly appreciate it if well known blogs help us spread the word, such as: @pale-silver-comb @homemadesterekpie @dontgobrienmyheart @halekingsourwolf @sterekhalelinski @thesparkandtheking @acollectionofsterek @benaya-trash @andavs @stiles-and-the-sourwolf @nogitsunelichen @haletostilinski @always-the-little-spoon @ajeepandleather @bleep0bleep @hysteric-for-sterek @imagine-sterek @nerdderek @nerdysterek @nothingbutsterek @strictly-chaotic @hashtag-hale @ask-haleinski @derek-and-stiles @annoyinglycute @ryvetted4 @wheredidhiseyebrowsgo @stileswithderek @stilesandderek @redhoodedwolf @scruffysterek and so many others in this wonderful fandom.

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We can’t wait to see what you lovelies create for this event, now have fun and create to your heart’s content!

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