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gynnnicsworld · 1 year

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For you, what is the season in which you knew that sterek were a real thing? For me it was throughout S3A. Or at least there was something really important going on between them...

I mean, I've been a shipper of them since the first meeting but where I definitely took sterek as my banner was during S3A.

I really love the theme of parallels between Stiles and Jennifer because it basically confirms sterek for us. And there's so much to explore there, I really don't understand why 3A doesn't get enough recognition.

3B is probably everyone's favorite season, I'm pretty sure of that, or a favorite, but 3A needs to be thoroughly analyzed 👁️

The thing is that in 3A there are so many themes that we can explore, like the absurdly obvious parallels between Jennifer and Stiles😩.I'll never really be able to get over the fact that they used the whole Stiles/Derek dynamic with Jennifer/Derek, and that Jennifer seemed to fear Stiles?

Because it's really interesting how Jennifer avoided being around Stiles or prevented Stiles and Derek from being in the same place when she was there.I think there were only two times when Stiles and Derek were in the same room when she was there, the first during Boyd's death and she stayed away, while Stiles went to give his support to Derek and Jennifer was just "shocked"... And the other time was when Derek chose to believe Stiles over her.

I have to organize my thoughts but I really want to talk about this, because I have the energy right now. So sorry if this is a bit messy 😔

Okay, it's pretty much a fact that Jennifer was using this nervous, clumsy demeanor, and she was actually imitating Stiles' entire personality with Derek. But why? Because Jennifer's goal was to bewitch Derek, to have him somehow at her mercy and control, and to do that she had to get under Derek's skin.

And let's get something straight, even if Derek didn't know it and wasn't yet aware of the fact that Stiles is his anchor, Stiles was already under Derek's skin (for whatever reason). So Jennifer had to follow this line, Stiles was already something important to Derek and if she wants to get closer to Derek the best way to do it is to give him something that he is familiar with and something he's already comfortable with and somehow has his guard down.

And what is that? (In case it's not clear; Stiles) she presented herself to Derek with this behavior that he was already familiar with. even the part of the Stls/Drk relationship where they are both always arguing or fighting or Derek is intimidating to Stiles, even that Jennifer imitated. (if you don't believe me you can go see for yourself, from the first meeting between Jennifer and Derek there was this dynamic like the one Drk/stils have)

Okay moving on, the personality theft that Jennifer did to Stiles wasn't enough (haha) so similar parallel events also happened, remember that time where Derek went to Stiles for help? I mean the one in the car, where Derek told Stiles he was going to rip out his throat? Something similar happens between Jennifer and Derek. [Except the throat part, we all know that's something unique and special between Derek and Stiles 😌 that not even a curse can imitate.]

Okay, more things happen, but Jennifer actually already put Derek under some kind of spell, that makes him do whatever she says, like she made him not inform Scott that he was still alive... Why do I mention this? Because this fucking matters, let's say things between them keep moving forward, etc. And Derek is increasingly under her control, or well under her spell, until the day Stiles and Scott tell him that Jennifer is the darach...

And I really want us to think about this, because I don't remember it ever happening that Derek breaks his spell...or well something happens...Which I personally take as the reason why Jennifer didn't want Derek and Stiles to be in the same place while she is, because Stiles is the one who was able to break the influence that she has on Derek.

Let's remember this moment where Stiles asks her where his dad is , and Stiles has his eyes full of tears and revealing sadness, worry and vulnerability. And Jennifer mocks him by saying how the hell would she know that, it's not like she can go out and murder people on her lunch break (or something like that). And she tells Derek that he can't believe them.

Then we have this shot of Derek looking at Scott and Stiles, but it's obvious who Derek has his gaze focused on...And Boom! Right there Derek believes Stiles (and Scott).

And Jennifer stops pretending, etc etc.

For me that was the moment where any influence Jennifer may have had on Derek ended and she knew it.

I really love that season because basically all Jennifer did until the end was play a personality type like Stiles, and Derek fell for that 😩...I can only say that whatever Derek felt for Stiles, it was already tremendously strong.

Well I lost my train of thought, so I'll end here, but please share your thoughts and opinions with me here 🤍 Stiles and Derek really liked each other too much and the fools didn't even realize 😭

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beaconfeels · 4 months

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WIP Wednesday

Nobody tagged me but I felt like sharing something this week. I think most of the people I tag in this sort of thing have already been tagged this week, but if you see this and want to share, please say I tagged you! More from my Steter runs away fic. The plot thickens.

”So I took pictures, and researched, and I became convinced that this family had a stolen artwork just hanging out in their wine cellar. Long story short, I took the painting. It was easy, really. They weren’t werewolves, and they threw a lot of parties where security was lax. I suppose they thought nobody would notice the painting, or think it was real if they did. Just like that, it was mine.”

Peter smiles at the memory, and Stiles shakes his head. Smiling too.

“How’d you get rid of it? I read that it’s often when people are trying to sell stolen artwork that they get caught.”

“Exactly. It took me about a year to find a suitable buyer, by which I mean someone unscrupulous enough to buy it, and one who I had enough dirt that they wouldn’t rat me out to anyone given the chance.”

“Of course,” Stiles says, laughing. “So you were always this devious, huh?”

Peter shrugs. “Some of us are born to deviousness, some of us have it thrust upon them. I was born to it. You seem like the thrust upon type to me,” he adds.

“Maybe,” Stiles admits with a smile. “So who’d you sell it to?”

“A pack in Colorado. The alpha had an obsession with art, and they were so sure of their power that they left a nice paper trail for a lot of things that the DA would have loved to get her hands on. I drove it over to them on spring break, and walked away with more cash than I could have imagined when I started dreaming about building my own wealth.”

“How much?”

“Two million. Which was a fraction of what the painting was worth, but that’s how it can go when you’re selling stolen goods, and my options were limited at the time.”

“Wasn’t there a reward out for the painting? I thought a lot of famous stolen ones are worth millions if you can find them.”

“On that particular painting the reward was only a half million more than what I was paid for it, and it wouldn’t have been worth it even if it was three times as much. All the red tape, the questions, the wait for the money, if it ever came through. Even if it had all gone smoothly, my pack would have known I had money, and I didn’t want them to.”

Stiles leans forward, his interest piqued even further. “Why not?”

Peter has always liked this about Stiles, the way he is so curious about werewolves in every aspect, from how their bodies work, to how packs function. Even given the very limited accurate information available on the internet and through a reticent Derek, Stiles had figured out how to help Scott control his wolf. If only everyone involved had been as curious and intelligent as Stiles, everything could have gone very differently. But that was a regret for another time.

“Because traditional packs are very communal. What’s mine is yours, what’s yours is mine, that kind of thing.”

Stiles wrinkles his nose in distaste. Peter couldn’t agree more.

“Even though in my pack that still meant plenty to go around, like I said, it still meant nothing was really yours. Any money you earned went to build pack wealth, and that meant only a couple people in power got to decide who had access to what, and how much. They would have forced me to hand that money over, and had I wanted to go live on my own, they would have refused to help me. The pack is stronger together, blah blah blah.”

“That’s fucked up,” Stiles says. “That’s like, cult level shit.”

“It can be, when the power is abused. And as you know, power is often abused.”

“You said ‘traditional packs,’ does that mean not all packs do that now?”

“There are thankfully many packs who recognize how dangerous it is to live like that, how harmful it can be to someone stuck in a bad situation. Many have abandoned it, but unfortunately many of the most powerful and influential packs still live like that.”

“Gross,” Stiles says. “So what happened after you sold the painting?”

#steter fic #steter #wip #my writing #having fun with this one #whilst also being very out of my depth ha!#I’m not the best at plot #but actual things besides falling in love are gonna happen in this fic #help

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sterekbros · 9 months

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Merry Christmas @evanesdust <3

All I Want For Christmas (1501 words) by Winchesterek Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Sheriff Stilinski (Teen Wolf) Additional Tags: Meet-Cute, Fluff, Christmas Eve, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Getting Together, Holidays, First Meetings, Christmas Tree, Derek Hale and Stiles Stilinski Meet Differently, Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things, Stiles Stilinski is a Nice Thing, Winter

For @sterekfests "All I Want for Christmas", @sterekweekly tradition, and @sterekbingo Christmas square "fairy lights"

Summary: “Can I help you?” came a voice from behind Stiles. The voice made his skin prickle in the best way, a tingle running up the back of his neck. He turned to see a handsome man standing behind him, with dark hair and eyes that could give a kaleidoscope a run for its money. “Uh, yeah. I guess?” Great job, Stiles. “I was looking for a Douglas Fir tree, but I was waiting for my dad to meet me here.”

Stiles looked at his phone and sighed. It was past the time his dad said he’d meet him at the Christmas lot so they could pick out their tree like they did every year. It was a family tradition. One they hadn't broken, even after his mom’s death.

He knew that they’d been short-staffed at the station lately, so he really shouldn't be upset that his dad was late or might not even be able to make it this year. Not to mention there had been more supernatural incidents in the past few months. Stiles wasn't really sure what all that was about, but he probably should look into it.

He checked his phone one more time and then shot a text off to his dad, letting him know that he was going to go ahead and check out the trees until his dad got there. It was the least Stiles could do.

Stiles pulled his coat around himself, the air chilly against his skin as it swirled around him. Snow started to fall, leaving white flakes on Stiles’ dark coat. He brushed his hands against the trees as he surveyed them, smiling at the different textures that teased his fingers. He loved his part and remembered when his mom always talked to him about the different types of trees people used for Christmas trees.

They always bought a fir tree. A Douglas Fir, to be exact.

It was his mother’s favorite tree. The strong fragrance of the tree always tugged at Stiles’ memories of his mother, how they’d sit by the tree and watch the lights twinkle late into the night. Stiles would count presents, but he knew his mom loved to watch the lights, especially the further she got into her illness.

He stopped and rubbed the rough leaves between his fingers, pausing at a Douglas Fir and smiling. It must be one of the display trees because it was decorated with fairy lights. It reminded him of the fairy lights his mother put up around the kitchen every year. Stiles decorated with fairy lights as much as he could, since they were easier to manage than traditional lights and a lot smaller.

“Can I help you?” came a voice from behind Stiles. The voice made his skin prickle in the best way, a tingle running up the back of his neck. He turned to see a handsome man standing behind him, with dark hair and eyes that could give a kaleidoscope a run for its money.

“Uh, yeah. I guess?” Great job, Stiles. “I was looking for a Douglas Fir tree, but I was waiting for my dad to meet me here.”

“Oh. Well, I can show you where we keep them while you’re waiting if you’d like.” The man smiled at him and Stiles almost melted there on the spot like the snowflakes on his coat. When it reached his eyes, he had wrinkles around the edges, which only made him more attractive to Stiles.

“Yeah, sure. That’d be great,” Stiles finally managed. “I’m, uh—Stiles. Stilinski.”

“As in Sheriff Stilinski?” the man asked. “Oh, sorry. I’m Derek.”

“Yeah, the Sheriff is my dad. I’m visiting for the winter break. I’m down at Berekely studying criminal justice.” Why was Stiles telling Derek all this? He knew he was an oversharer but there was no way that someone who looked like Derek would be interested in him.

“I could see that,” Derek replied with a grin, nodding his head toward the right before he started walking. Stiles fell in line next to him as they walked.

“I’m in town helping my family with the lot for the season. Also on winter break,” Derek added. “I’m going back to school to get my PhD in Ancient Studies.”

Stiles’ eyebrows rose, his focus on Derek for a whole other reason now. Not only was Derek hot but he was also smart. This man had really hit the jackpot in life. “Wow. That’s awesome. I’m always fascinated with history. What are you focusing on?”

“Well, I also have a linguistic degree in Latin because I wanted to focus on Ancient Rome. There’s just so much to learn still.” Derek stopped, pushing his hands into the pockets of his leather jacket as he turned to face Stiles. “I work as a museum curator. It helps to have access to things like that while I’m working on my dissertation.”

Stiles was shocked silent. This definitely wasn't what he expected to run into on Christmas Eve, especially not on a tree lot. “I—” For once in his life he was a little intimidated, but in the best way. He was also impressed.

Derek chuckled. “Yeah, it’s a lot.” He said it like he was used to this reaction from people when he spoke about his interests. “But here’s the lot for the Douglas Firs. Were you looking for a specific height?”

Stiles’ mind was still spinning as he blinked rapidly and looked at the trees. “Not really. I guess I’ll know when I see it.” He cleared his throat. “Would you—” he paused, second-guessing himself, his brows furrowed as he studied Derek. “Like to go out sometime? Not at the tree lot, but like on a date. A date-date.”

Derek’s grin grew, his eyes almost twinkling as bright as the fairy lights around them. “I’d love to. It’s not every day I meet someone that seems interested in what I’m studying. And you’ve managed to get this far without brushing me off and losing interest. My interest is piqued.”

That pulled a laugh from Stiles. “Ah, well. I mean, you haven't heard me ramble yet when I get excited about something so this will either be a match made in heaven or our worst nightmare.”

“I think we have a good chance.” Derek’s smile was softer as his eyes glanced over Stiles before meeting his gaze again. “I’m assuming you’re busy for Christmas Day, so would you like to go out sometime the next day?”

“I didn't really have anything planned for the 26th, so I’m game if you are.” Stiles pulled his phone out and handed it to Derek. “Add your number and I’ll text you mine. We can figure out all the details later.”

When Derek took Stiles’ phone, their fingers brushed, which sent warmth radiating up Stiles’ fingers and into his arm until it spread throughout his chest. It was a strange feeling, something so familiar and foreign all the same. It was a feeling he wanted to chase as their hands lingered until Derek took Stiles’ phone. Going on a date with Derek was quickly becoming the only thing that Stiles wanted for Christmas this year.

Derek swiped his fingers across the screen, then handed it back to Stiles. “You can text me any time. I’ll just be hanging out with my sisters tomorrow at my parent's house. I’m sure I’ll need a break at some point.”

“Yeah, sure,” Stiles replied as he texted Derek his number, hearing Derek’s phone beep in Derek’s pocket. He was faintly relieved that Derek had put his actual number in his phone and this wasn't some elaborate prank. Not that he thought Derek would do that. His luck just sucked sometimes. “I’ll just be hanging with my dad. My best friend and his mom might come over, but we don't do much.”

“I’ll look forward to it.” Derek reached out and gripped Stiles’ bicep, squeezing it and causing Stiles’ breath to catch just as he heard his dad’s voice break into the moment.

“Hey, son. I’m sorry I’m late,” the Sheriff said as he reached the two of them.

Stiles’ head was spinning, like he had whiplash as Derek’s hand dropped. “Oh, yeah. It’s okay, Dad.” He swallowed the knot in his throat and looked between the two men before him. “This is Derek.”

Derek nodded and reached his hand out to shake the Sheriff’s. “Nice to meet you. If you guys need anything, just let me know. I’m going to check on other customers.”

“Thank you, Derek. We will.”

“Stiles,” Derek said quieter, with a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. His gaze lingered before he turned and disappeared back into the trees like a wolf in a forest.

“Nice kid,” the Sheriff said, clapping Stiles on the shoulder. “Did you find a tree?”

“Uh, not yet. But I think it’s all going to work out.” He smiled, thinking about his date with Derek the day after Christmas.

Maybe it was Stiles’ little Christmas miracle, but he had a good feeling about what his future held with Derek.

It was bright in his chest like the fairy lights strewn in the trees as he started looking for the perfect tree with his dad.

And it was perfect, even as they hauled it to his Jeep and Derek helped them strap it to the top.

Stiles felt like this was a whole new tradition that he’d be cherishing for years to come.

#sterek #derek hale #stiles stilinski #teen wolf #eternalsterek #sterekfestswinter2023 #sterekfests #sterekbingo #sterekfestswant #sterekweekly #sterekweeklytradition #feels #mine #my fic

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fanfic-recs-01 · 1 year

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Sterek Fics

This is just a list of all the Stiles Stilinski/Derek Hale fics I like on AO3, if you have any recs for me feel free to send me some!

Updated 6/15/24

Divided We Stand by KouriArashi

~Derek is being pressured by his family to pick a mate, and somehow stumbles into a choice that they didn't expect and aren't sure they approve of....~

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.~

Lap Magnet by Prairie_Grass

~Five times Derek and Stiles didn’t notice how close they were (literally) and then a whole bunch of times when they did...~

Bonds of Blood, Bonds of Family, Bonds of Love by TyReed

~After being beaten up by a door, werewolf Stiles Stilinksi finds himself bonded to Derek Hale, of the Hale Noble Bloodline. For a scrawny, wimpy, Tainted Bloodline werewolf, Stiles runs away, embarrassed and humiliated as he worries about bringing shame to the Hale Family, and even more shame to himself. Because the Nobles and Tainted just don't mix, never have, never will.~

here is the deepest secret nobody knows by owlpostagain

~“Derek,” Stiles groans. “You have me. You’ve always had me, you absolute moron, how many physically impossible feats of life-saving heroics do I have to perform before you get it?”~

So Shed Your Skin and Lets Get Started by halfhardtorock

~He's sixteen and in the woods on the wrong side of the town-line and he's so fucking fucked.~

Important Things by suzvoy

~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?~

Waiting by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)

~Not wanting to think on it too 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.~

The Darkness Inside by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)

~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.~

The Basement by My_Write_Life

~Stiles doubles back to the Argent’s house to free Erica and Boyd before making it back home. In which Stiles, not forgetting all about Erica and Boyd very much remaining in the basement saves them, Derek and Peter killing Jackson does make him go through the process of rebirth but he is brought back human and not a werewolf. Allison and her family go through the very legal repercussions of abducting three teenagers and Scott and Stiles friendship is put on hold because of that. Derek’s still the alpha.~

gave your smile to me by Sarageek16

~In which Stiles is a hooker (but not really), Derek wants to feed his skinny little body, and there is soup. Not necessarily in that order.~

spark a fire, burn the stars by graveltotempo for EvanesDustFandoms

~Stiles accidentally wills a hunter dead while trying to save Erica and Boyd from the basement, unthreading a tapestry of magic, betrayal, power, lies, love and secrets woven all around Beacon Hills.~

Stiles is supernatural crack by Violin715

~Stiles reached for his bat. He screamed in pain at the stretch or his damaged muscles. He couldn’t reach it. He hurt. It hurt so bad. His arm felt like it would rip off if he stretched anymore. he had to. He had to make it. His fingers brushed the Nemeton and he lost his breath. It was like being lit on fire. It was white hot as it burned through his body. Stiles screamed in pain. Stiles’ eyes roll into the back of his head and he fell limp.~

hope is the thing with feathers by ShanaStoryteller

~Stiles is ten when he saves the Hales from their burning home and Derek from a wolfsbane bullet, and this establishes a pattern that seem to continue indefinitely.~

Play It Again by metisket

~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.~

Running Up That Hill by maypoison

~“Even before the pack joined together, Scott was trying to protect you. And he still is trying to protect you, even if it means leaving you out of all this.”Stiles does roll his eyes at that. “Yeah, but it didn’t work did it. I was still involved, and so was my Dad. We were nearly killed by Matt, and then Gerard.”~

Hear The Wheels As They Roll by crossroadswrite

~��You can’t be here. This is private property,” someone calls out and for some reason that voice sounds painfully familiar.

When it hits him why, Stiles almost chokes with the realization, “Derek Hale,” he says, unbelievably happy because he remembers Derek when they were young.~

One More Again by HelloWhyTheFuckAmIHere

~When a strange man appears in the Hale Pack territory with an unusual proposition for Stiles and Lydia, Stiles is unable to resist going back in time to stop the Hale House fire.~

We've Written Volumes (in Blood and Scars and Ink) by notthequiettype

~As his eyes slip shut, the last thing he thinks is, "This is going to kill my dad."~

The Road Less Traveled by gryvon

~Stiles doesn't want to die in a basement. No one is going to die in the Argent's basement, not if he can help it.~

Fancy Seeing You Here by Anxiety_Baker02

~Stiles lets himself get captured by an enemy and ends up locked in a weird-ass basement. He expected the rough treatment and the cage- what he didn't expect was to find two very familiar faces down there with him.~

Softly by IntoTheAbyssWeGo

~What's Stiles supposed to do when he hears someone crying in the bathroom stall? Comfort them, of course! Too bad he never found out who they were. On a completely unrelated note, why is Derek Hale staring at him? No matter what Scott says, Stiles is sure he didn't do anything to piss the most popular boy at school off!.... At least he's pretty sure...~

Hold The Day by Daisyapples

~Derek froze, fear and anger battling inside of him.

“Personally, I’m very protective of the things I love,” Argent continued. “But that’s something I learned from my family. And you don’t have much of that these days. Do you?”

“Wow, man.” Stiles suddenly rounded the petrol pumps and put himself between Argent and Derek. “Low blow.”~

Hurt and Alone by Baby_Sweetpea

~The one where everyone lives, Stiles thinks no one loves him, nearly dies and no one cares about the villain of the week.~

What It Takes To Not Be Broken by Whispering_Samir for Littleredridinghunter

~[Or: The one where Stiles is kidnapped and tortured by Gerard, and his injuries lead to a complete loss of hearing, among other things.]~

Birds Eye View by HappyJuicyfruit

~Derek’s eyes widened, and his first instinct was to look towards Scott, but he already knew what he was searching for wouldn’t be there. Hadn’t been there this whole time.

Stiles was missing.

Derek growled and turned to Scott, “what did you do?”~

You Can Hear It In The Silence (Or Not) by MaximumMarygold

~5 Times The Sheriff Noticed His Son Calling Derek Something Other Than His Name (And The One Time Derek Did It Back)~

Go Away, Scott by HelloWhyTheFuckAmIHere

~After the incident at the warehouse, Stiles is fed up with Scott. He finds himself drawn into Derek’s pack and in the process, drawn to Derek himself.

With the Alpha Pack closing in, Derek needs to learn how to trust his pack and those around him. And who better to help him than Stiles?~

Don't Speak by fatale

~The Alpha pack has systematically attacked Stiles and his friends for months, testing their strengths and weaknesses. When one of the Alphas goes after Stiles, he awakens in the hospital and realizes that something's wrong. Very wrong. All sounds seem to hurt him, he can't understand what anyone is saying, and when he tries to speak, it's gibberish. How is he supposed to deal with the fact that he's lost the ability to communicate with his dad and his friends?~

Now as Ever (All That Is and Has Been) by venis_envy *New

~Stiles can't remember what happened to rearrange the time-space continuum, or how he ended up being pulled into the past. All he knows is that he's there now, in 2003 Beacon Hills, with a teenage werewolf and a possibly-crazy veterinarian as his only allies.~

Tonight, the foxes hunt the hounds. by TheBeastsWrite (orphan_account)

~Stiles always knew finding a mate would be hard for him. He's not bright and beautiful like Lydia, or stong like Danny or adorable like Scott.He was just Stiles, fox kid with ADHD who loved to draw.Derek Hale was everything, popular, strong, smart and gorgeous.They get put together on an English assignment and it doesn't go at all like Stiles expects.~

Stop Crossing Oceans by greenleaf

~“There are no absolutes, Scott! No hard rights or hard wrongs! The world doesn’t fucking work that way and we can’t afford to think like that, because people are going to die! We signed up for that the moment we got involved with all this!”“We? We?” Scott hisses. “Don’t you think you? Don’t forget that you’re the one who dragged us into that forest the night it all started, Stiles. So if it’s anyone’s fault, it’s yours.”Something inside Stiles cracks, so strong and so deep that he practically hears it.~

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maria021015 · 5 months

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SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 19 AHEAD!

Erica’s convulsing did not let up as Scott jumped into the back of the Jeep with her - him being the only one able to restrain her. “Where are we even taking her? Derek hasn’t gone back to his house for weeks!” Zaida exclaimed, the shaking in her hands starting to spread up her arms. She gripped the passenger seat beneath her and gritted her teeth, trying not to let it show, but Stiles noticed. Stiles always noticed. He sent her a worried expression with wide eyes, but she shook her head slightly, indicating for him to drop it. She didn’t want Scott to know just yet. Not when they had bigger things to worry about.

“The…railroad depot.” Erica managed to ground out between full-body spasms and choking sounds.

Stiles didn’t need to be told twice, he knew exactly where she was talking about and slammed his foot onto the pedal. They made it there within ten minutes and several ran red lights. From there on in, Scott led the way with his nose, managing to get inside through a back entrance. In their haste, they descended the stairs two at a time into the darkness of the abandoned building. Derek must have sensed that they were there because he was ready to meet them, opening the doors to a railway car.

“The Kanima attacked, and she just started seizing, we don’t know what to do,” Zaida explained frantically, her voice shaking from the nauseating fear within her stomach. The shaking had now spread to almost her whole body as if she was shivering. “Wasn’t her whole reason for taking the bite because it was supposed to stop the seizures? So, why is this happening?”

“Was she paralysed?” Derek questioned as Stiles sunk to the floor, holding Erica in his arms. The boy nodded and Derek kneeled beside him as Scott and Zaida watched on. “The Kanima venom stopped her accelerated healing. That’s why she’s having a seizure. Hold her up.”

“Is she dying?” Stiles asked anxiously, trying desperately to keep Erica as still as he possibly could while she writhed in his lap.

“She might. Which is why this is gonna hurt.” Derek answered blankly and reached out to clutch one of Erica’s arms with both hands, wrenching them to break the bone clean in half with a loud snap. Erica threw her head back and screamed. The sound of it was agonizing in and of itself, but for Zaida…it felt as if it was happening to her. She cried out and whimpered, biting her lip to stifle the noise so fiercely that she could taste the metallic essence of warm blood on her tongue. If her own pain was only an echo of what Erica was feeling…she truly felt horrible for the girl. Her eyes flickered between Scott and Derek, who were both so focused on Erica that they assumed Zaida was simply crying out in shock.

“You broke her arm!” Stiles exclaimed, outraged at the wolf’s actions. Zaida was too distracted to see the sense in it.

“It'll trigger the healing process. I still gotta get the venom out - this is where it's really gonna hurt.” Derek warned and Zaida braced herself, gripping the metal bars of the seat legs. Surely enough, the stabbing pain came, and tears spilled from her eyes as she struggled not to scream the way Erica was. Instead, she sobbed, watching through blurry vision as Derek dug his claws into Erica’s broken arm, draining the blood from the limb. Scott reached out to squeeze Zaida’s shoulder in support, believing she was having an emotional reaction to watching what was going on. From the look on Stiles’ face as she caught his eye, he knew. The boy couldn’t do anything to help her, lest he expose her secret, and she wasn’t yet ready for her newfound abilities to be out in the open yet. She sighed in sweet relief when Erica’s seizure stopped, resulting in the pain fading and the shaking stopping. The blonde wolf sagged in Stiles’ arms as she went quiet.

“Stiles...you make a good Batman…” She smiled up at him weakly and Zaida felt a pang of some unrecognisable emotion in her chest that left as swiftly as it came.

#teenwolf fanfiction #teen wolf fanfiction #teen wolf fanfic #teenwolf #teen wolf #stiles x oc #stiles #stiles stilinski #erica reyes #scott mccall #derek hale

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I was wondering if you knew any fics with Scott being a good friend? I feel like people villainise Scott too much, and that they ignore that fact that they've been friends for literally nearly two decades. I don't really mind the ship, I just rally want a Good Friend Scott McCall fic for once.

Hi @woopy-doopey! @kevaaronday made this fic and said "Ngl i do love a good bad friend scott fic, but good friend scott always hits the spot!"

You Can Stay As Long As You Want by jacyevans (5/5 | 26,116 | Teen | Sterek) When Derek arrives upstairs, Erica takes one look at him, rolls her eyes, and takes the bags of groceries from his hands.

“So I see Mr. 5B has arrived,” she says, leaning against the counter, shoulders shaking with laughter.

Derek hates his pack.

Stiles and Scott are the new tenants in Derek's apartment building. While Derek and Stiles attempt to ignore their burgeoning interest in each other, their respective packs make sure nothing will keep the two idiots from falling in love - except maybe the faulty elevator.

Then There Was You by WaitASecondWhat (4/4 | 16,913 | Mature | Sterek) Stiles Stilinski was Scott's best friend and no one could say anything different. They had been friends since they were babies. Unfortunately Stiles had to move to New York when he was 11 to see if a special doctor could help his mother, Claudia. They couldn’t and she died that year. Stiles' dad didn’t expect her to pass so quickly and had already secured a job so they stayed. It had been 6 years but they were still as close as ever. Except Stiles didn’t know about the whole supernatural thing.

Then Stiles comes back and happiness, crushing on Derek and angst ensue.

the banana bread incident by Thealmostrhetoricalquestion (1/1 | 10,287 | Teen | Sterek) "Is this a plastic spoon?" Stiles demands in disgust. "You do realise that there's actual cutlery in the kitchen, right? I'm surrounded by morons who don't know how to use a kitchen."

“I know how to use a kitchen,” Derek protests lazily. “It’s just that all the other spoons were dirty.”

“There’s this revolutionary new invention,” Stiles says, widening his eyes in mock-amazement. “It’s called a sink.”

In which there are tiny pink shorts, a kissing gate, a cat called Pumpkin and a plethora of awkward moments.

Scott McCall’s I Saw It First by WhereDestiniesMeet17 (1/1 | 5,875 | Teen | Steter) It's as he's drifting off to sleep that he has revelation number three. They have no fucking idea. Not a clue that they are in love, much less with each other. Scott laughs so hard that he wakes not only himself, but half the pack.

Or the one where Scott figures out that Stiles and Peter are in love way before they do. Meanwhile, they have monsters to take care of.

Diary Of An Overworked Nurse by RoryMarx (1/1 | 4,636 | Gen) If you have it… we’ll do something,” Scott suddenly said, and then they were hugging.

Crystal looked at them, could feel the other adults do the same, and the only word she could describe the hug with was desperate. Scott and Stiles clung to each other like two people afraid to drown. It was heartbreaking. These teenagers loved each other. No matter what the MRI showed today, Crystal knew Stiles wouldn’t just have his dad to count on – he would also have Scott.

OR: Over the years the nurses and doctors of Beacon Hills Memorials watched Stiles and Scott grow up - they saw a lot of tears, hugs, laughter, and grief.

5 Times Scott and Stiles Celebrated Their Humanity + 1 Time There Were Werewolves

Hold the Sugar; You’re Sweet Enough by Dani Mahealani (1/1 | 2,846 | Gen | Sterek) Stiles loves his friends, he really does. But as he’s making Derek’s latte, he catches what Scott’s written on Derek’s cup and groans.

“What are you, twelve? You know Derek already has my number. He’s had my number. We text every day,” Stiles says as he works on the latte.

Scott looks over at him from the register with the most innocent grin in the world and shrugs. “I know, but I wanted to make a statement.”

Stiles rolls his eyes and shakes his head. “You mean adding ‘+ SS’ underneath his name and drawing a heart around it wasn’t enough of a statement?”

“If you’re not going to flirt with him yourself, I’ll just flirt with him for you,” Scott says, shrugging.

or the one where their meddling friends decide it's high time for stiles and derek to get their acts together and date

Summertime Fling by TheSlyestFox (2/2 | 2,740 | Teen | Stiles/Brett) After all the supernatural drama over the last few years, Stiles is ready for a break. Summer brings the perfect opportunity for a respite when he signs up for a painting class through the local community college. He loves his pack, but a little R&R is just what he needs to reset for senior year. His plans go awry when Brett Talbot unexpectedly joins him at his table. He's annoyed at first, but Brett's flirtatious and jovial personally cuts right through his defenses.

#teen wolf #sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #stiles and scott #anon

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hintergrundbilder4k · 1 year

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Las cachondas aventuras del insaciable conde vampiro y el caballero ángel ✨

Cuando el depravado y ya no tan respetado conde Derek Hale se aprovecha de uno de sus guardias, el joven caballero Stiles lo hace prisionero en su castillo; sin imaginar que al revelarle su secreto lo convertiría en su juguete sexual personal.

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borntodie-94 · 1 year

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Revenge

Part 2

"What a bitch." You said to yourself. The wound you had acquired during the fight that was between four werewolves, your brother Scott, and Stiles. They had told you not to get into the mix, but they were getting their asses handed to them and they need help. You needed to bandage your wound before it got infected. You got up and walked to your night stand where you kept medical supplies that you swept from the hospital when your mom wasn't looking.

After twenty minutes of giving yourself stitches, cleaning, and bandaging the slash wound. You went to your closet. Knowing your brother was down stairs with Stiles, and you wanting sweet revenge. You wanted to dress slutty, but not slutty so you wouldn't make your brother uncomfortable. You found a pair of pj black silk booty shorts and a black tank top that shows off your cleavage.

You opened you bedroom door and walked down stairs where Scott sat on the couch texting who you could only think was Allison, with his uneven smile. Stiles was pacing back and forth. You could practically hear him over thinking.

As you reached the last step, Scott looked at you and tossed a bottle of ibuprofen at you.

"No thanks Scott, it doesn't hurt that much." You said tossing the bottle back at Scott

"Well if Say so. Mom's going to fucking kill me because you got injured." Scott said annoyed

"Who's going to tell her?" You questioned him

Scott just looked at you and sighed in defense. You look to where Stiles had just been pacing only to find he's not there but in the kitchen making clattering noises. Stiles walks out of the kitchen with three glass cups in one hand and the whiskey that your mother had kept for guest.

"I think we should have a drink or ten to help forget the night." Stiles announced as he sat the glasses down on the coffee table. He pours the honey colored drink and pushes one towards Scott and one towards you.

You walk towards the cup, you thank the boy.

Taking the cup to your lips you couldn't help but notice stiles's eyes watching your lips. You smirked, as you took all the liquid that was In your cup with one swig. Putting the cup back down.

"Damn sis, you could have you know drank it like a normal person jeez."Scott said

"Normal?" You thought aloud

You started walking towards the kitchen in Pursuit of something stronger. Stiles watched as you walked away noting the way that you hips swayed with such ease.

The boys raised they're eyebrows at your singular word. You were looking In your mothers liquor cabinet, you knew she had stronger stuff. And there it was pushed in the very back, vodka. You grabbed the half empty bottle, screwed the lid of and threw it somewhere in the kitchen, you brought the bottle up to your lips and stared drinking the bitter liquid.

After about ten minutes and you still haven't returned Stiles got up. "Imma go see what she's up to scott."

Scott looks up from his phone and gives Stiles a slight nod and then quickly returning his eyes to the screen of his phone.

As Stiles rounded the corner into the kitchen he sees you in the Corner drinking by yourself.

"Hey stil-stilinsky, watcha doin?" You asked as you slured your words

" Well currently staring at a half drunk Ms. Mccall." Stiles said

"Well Mr. Stilinski, you're obviously not drunk enough," you said patting the floor next to you." Come pull up some...tile."

Stiles smirked and sat down next to you snatching the bottle from you. As he drank you, couldn't help but admire his features, he looked godly under the dim light in you kitchen. Stiles looks at you and cocks his head to the side.

You made eye contact with the boy. with what seemed like forever just staring into each other's eyes, you leaned into him and kissed him, he tasted of bitter liquid and you liked it. Your hand snaked up to the nape of his neck, your fingers twirling in his dark brown hair. His hands made their way to your hips. You both pulled back to be catch your breath. Once again your lips met but rougher this time as if longing for more, you moved your kisses from his lips to his neck, leaving soft wet kisses down his neck until you found his sweetspot. You kissed his sweetspot which earned a grone from Stiles. You could tell he liked this so you kept up your actions kissing, and sometimes bitting the spot. You needed to get a better advantage point so you straddle his lap. You stopped the attack on his neck. You looked back into his eyes You kissed him once again as you slowly moved your hips back and forth. You let out quite moans as Stiles let out quite grunts of pleasure. You stopped kissing him, you looked him in the eyes. You slowly stood up grabbing the vodka, you gave Stiles a sly smile.

"You can't just stop y/n," Stiles said as he rosed from the floor.

"Pay back handsome." You said walking out of the kitchen back to where your brother Sat on the couch. Scott gave you a look at you showed him the bottle of vodka.

A few minutes ĺater Stiles come out the kitchen pissed off and frustrated. For the rest of the night you both shared glances

#stiles smut #smut #romance #teen wolf

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