#the argent family mirrors the hales

[buckybarnesss]

Where did this idea that Chris Argent is the one Argent who cares about the code come from? He's just as bad as his wife, who wants to murder Scott for existing.

I feel like I have a completely different understanding of this that everyone else does. I like him BECAUSE he's a weak-willed jellyfish of a man. He follows orders, there's not much kindness left in him and it's only directed at his daughter. He's a liar who enjoys tormenting teenagers - he was willing to kill Derek and Scott even though he knew they hadn't killed anyone.

The entire point of the Argents is this corrupt family structure. "Women are leaders" they say, as they lie and gaslight Allison. "We don't kill innocents" they say, while shooting Derek and Scott for being outside at night.

How many times did they get it wrong and kill humans? We'll never know because of course they would just cover up the evidence. They were taking potshots at Scott and Derek and didn't even know WHO they were shooting at.

Literally none of them follow the code. They manipulated Allison into setting it aside. The code is bullshit.

"Chris would never torture innocents" bro what show were you watching, you think he didn't know Kate was sexually assaulting and electrocuting Derek?? He didn't seem that fucking surprised to see Erica and Boyd in his goddamn murder basement.

I feel like I am going crazy!!

you are so right.

what do i think of chris argent?

chris argent is compelling to me because he's not really that good of a person. he has deluded himself into thinking he is.

the indoctrination amongst hunters runs very, very deep. especially with the argents. he never fully becomes deprogrammed. gerard argent deeply damaged both of his children and that is the point. there is no happy ending for the argent family.

kate was gerard's golden child because kate was full tilt sociopathic and enjoyed killing. chris was the lesser of the two in gerard's eyes. we know that while chris did gerard's biding he hadn't been in contact with allison since she was three years old at the time of kate's "death". that tells you chris knew his father's influence was dangerous and corrupting. yet he still let it happen and watched allison be manipulated by his father and become like kate.

three children ended up in his murder and torture basement and the only one i can see him not fully knowing about is stiles because that was gerard's little game. he knew about erica and boyd, he knew what was being done to them and he allowed it. they hadn't done anything to anyone and again they were children. the same age as his daughter. her own classmates. trussed up in his basement.

his intimidates stiles, scott, jackson and derek more than once. people who hadn't done anything wrong. scott, jackson and stiles are all children.

chris also knew full well who and what kate was. he was in denial about it and ignored it. chris isn't a stupid man and i thought it was pretty clear throughout season 1 he had suspicions about kate so he's not even surprised when confronted about it code breaker. he's just disappointed.

he clings to the code because it gives him cover. it gives him a convenient excuse. he can wrap himself up in the code and declare himself a good hunter, not like the others, not like his father and sister when he is. the code is his self-delusion.

he changes because allison died and his code becomes the memory of his daughter. his shitty family and his lack of backbone led down a path that eventually led to her death.

yes allison's decision that night was her own but it was also reckless. why was the archer on the ground? why wasn't she high up like she'd been wise enough to do in frayed or in alpha pact? allison was desperate not only to save lydia but also to prove herself good and make up for her mistakes.

and even when he begins to change it's often conditional.

chris is an interesting character. i like him a lot actually but he's a fucked up person who makes many questionable decisions thought-out the series. he only looks good because gerard and kate are more terrible.

[whimsicalmeerkat]

find the word tag game

tagged by @aparticularbandit to find these words in a WIP: knife, life, stolen, wonder

Mix of tags from the teen wolf crowd and the 30+ fanfic discord: @dear-massacre @mirrorthoughts @thotpuppy @definitively-different-drivel @lavender-lotion @girlwithakiwi @calenlily @mswhich

No pressure at all! All you’re doing is searching for these words and posting them.

your words: random, awe, believe, food

I just searched my teen wolf scrivener file, so these are from a mix of wips. If part of the fic is posted I’ve added the link.

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knife: from the beginning of my fic with the working title “Chris has amnesia”.

“Woah, Mr. Argent, I thought we were past this!” Chris heard the newcomer say, but he was too distracted by the fact that he was holding a knife he was pretty sure he’d pulled out of his boot.

“Oh my god, why did I have a knife in my shoe? Who does that?”

life: from chapter one of a fic I’m posting tomorrow for Deter Week that really needs a title or it’s just gonna be “mirrors”

Unfortunately, the kid did choose the wrong alley. Fortunately for him, Derek walked past the entrance and was able to pull the rogue off of him. Everything would have been ok at that point if the rogue had run away, but Derek cost him his prey and he's angry about it. Oh yeah, he's also an alpha, because Derek's life is the sort where he doesn't get to have nice things. Not since he got his whole family killed.

stolen: from devil don’t take a break, my demon Stiles bad friend Scott fic

“Derek had her jacket. He must have stolen it when he took her home from the party. I found it hanging on a branch, then he attacked me.”

“You think Derek Hale lured you into the woods so that Chris Argent could shoot you with a crossbow. That doesn’t make any sense!”

wonder: from my Stackson friendship movie fixit fic

“So, your dad not calling you when the nogitsune showed up… No wonder you’re so fucking pissed.”

Jackson is giving him an understanding look. Stiles has no idea what to do with that so he takes another swallow of wine. The conversation with his dad is too recent—too raw—to talk about it with other people.

[theghostiedyke]

Hmm... thoughts about a piece of media that is so flawed but had so much potential.

cw for references to rape

Sighs dramatically looking out the window.

19 year old Derek Hale still reeling from a barely addressed trauma on trauma on trauma. His uncle manipulating him to use a werewolf's fangs [body] as a tool. For acceptance. Paige dying as a result. His own body being used by Kate Argent. He is a means to an end and tool to get information. He is meat. A body to be used and discarded.

Returning to beacon hills and being treated as meat again and again. By teens. By adults. By himself. By the audience. He is a scapegoat. A beast. Untethered. Eyecandy.

He is forced to kill his only remaining family member [that he knows of]. This is. Ironically his choice but the other options are what. A teen committing murder? The same Hunter family taking more of his family? Its his choice and not his choice all at once.

He inherents a power he was never meant to. Never trained to. He still doesn't address any of the barely repressed trauma. He seeks out traumatized teens. Does he see himself in them? Are they a means to an end like he was? Is? They're given a choice, the bite is a gift. But what is informed consent? When power is seductive to the powerless. To the ones who have had power taken from them again and again. Is it wrong to want back some power? To hurt back when they hurt you first?

His impulsive decisions coming back to bite (claw. drown. paralyze.) him in the ass. Powerlessness magnifying. Lashing out at everything that can be perceived as a threat. Survival mode. What's another death worth really. There is no time to be safe. Feel safe. Safety is a fairy tale. Not something afforded to those like him.

His body is used as a weapon. His first beta's body is literally a weapon to be wielded. If the bite shows whats on the inside is it a two way mirror back to the Bite's source? Having the control of who gets bitten torn from him by circumstance of necessity and circumstance of betrayal. How can someone who was forcibly bit understand that repeating the cycle in reverse isn't better. But it is means to an end. A weapon to propped up and used when necessary.

He is a body. A weapon. A means to an end. A novel concept to added to a collection of rarities. Even those he surrounded himself with chose to abandon him. He pushes away the last ones who had the potential to care. Whats the point? He is a body. A weapon. A danger to himself and others. Not worthy of being saved. He is used again and again for his power. His status. His body. His potential as a weapon. His power can finally be used to save. He takes it. He is not worth saving but. His younger sister is. She isn't the reason their whole family is dead. (He is.) He is so tired. The power he was never meant to inherent weighing heavily. It's a relief to give it up. Its the first bit of relief in years. The first step to healing maybe. A lifting of responsibilities he barely handled.

[wipbigbang]

WIPBB 2023 - Fic & Art Master List (S - Z)

Below is the master list of all the bragging rights/posts that were posted to Tumblr and Dreamwidth, organized alphabetically by fandom from S to Z. Please go show these people some love for all the hard work they did!

Star Trek

Deep Space 9

Free Advice Is…: Fic | Art (Odo/Quark)

Way Harsh, Ziyal: Fic | Art (Julian Bashir/Elim Garak, Jake Sisko/Tora Ziyal, Jadzia Dax/Kira Nerys)

Discovery

How We Remember: Fic (Art Is On AO3) (Keyla Detmer, Joann Owosekun, Airiam, Sylvia Tilly, Michael Burnham)

Novels (Beyer)/Prodigy/Voyager

The Universe to Mend: Fic | Art (Denzit Kathryn Janeway/Q, Hologram Janeway/Maquis Chakotay)

The Next Generation

Begin to Hope: Fic | Art (Beverly Crusher/Deanna Troi, Implied Data/Geordi La Forge)

Star Wars

Legends

The Book Of Kenobi - Part I: Fic | Art (Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi/Original Female Character(s), Obi-Wan Kenobi & Original Characters)

Original Trilogy

Scoundrel: Fic | Art On Dreamwidth | Art On Tumblr (Luke Skywalker/Han Solo)

Prequel Trilogy

Cabur'ika: Art (N/A)

Entrusted With This: Fic (Art Is On AO3) (Jango Fett/Obi-Wan Kenobi, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker, Jango Fett & Jaster Mereel)

I just want to go home: Fic (Quinlan Vos/Obi-Wan Kenobi)

Rebels

The Last Fear: Fic (Art On AO3) (Jenson Kallstrom/Eagle Eyed Dan, Kallus/Zeb)

The Clone Wars

Ahtehn: Art (Dooku | Darth Tyranus/Quinlan Vos)

GFFA: Fic (Quinlan Vos/Fox, Obi-Wan Kenobi/Cody)

Where do you run when you’re at your limit: Fic (Kit Fisto/Obi-Wan Kenobi, Cody/Mace Windu/Quinlan Vos, Depa Billaba/Luminara Unduli)

Sequel Trilogy

Color Coded: Fic/Art (Kylo Ren/Rey)

Death Comes To Call: Fic/Art (Kylo Ren/Rey)

The Gray Between Black and White: Fic/Art | Art (Kylo Ren/Rey)

The Mandalorian

Pyroclasts: Fic | Art (Din Djarin, Grogu, IG-11, Peli Motto, Cara Dune, Original Droid Character)

Stargate: Atlantis

Roundabout Way to a Family: Fic | Art (John Sheppard/Laura Cadman)

Stargate Atlantis/Stargate SG-1

Journeys all Start Somewhere: Fic | Art (John Sheppard/Cameron Mitchell, Evan Lorne/John Sheppard/Cameron Mitchell)

Stranger Things

Love’s Such an Old-Fashioned Word: Fic/Art (Jonathan Byers/Steve Harrington/Nancy Wheeler)

Supernatural

After Apple Picking: Fic | Art (Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester, Castiel/Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester, Mentioned Dean Winchester/OCs)

I’ll Find Him Through the Depths of Space: Fic (Still Posting) | Art (Dean Winchester/Castiel)

One Last Curse: Fic (Dean Winchester/Castiel)

Supernatural/Black Mirror

Hang The Author: Fic | Art (Castiel/Dean Winchester, Amy/Frank)

Teen Wolf

A Pauper's Prince (Revised): Fic (Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski)

Better Off Bread: Fic On Dreamwidth | Fic On Tumblr (Art On-Site) (Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski)

Hands Off, He's Mine!: Fic (Art On AO3) (Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski)

Hunting the Hunters: Fic | Art (Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski)

Intarsia: Fic | Art (Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski)

the family you choose: Fic/Art (Peter Hale/Chris Argent, Background Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski)

Under My Skin: Fic | Art (Stiles Stilinski/Jackson Whittemore, Stiles Stilinski & Lydia Martin, Stiles Stilinski & Derek Hale)

Untitled Swan Stiles: Fic | Art (Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Allison Argent/Isaac Lahey/Scott McCall, Danny Māhealani/Lydia Martin/Jackson Whittemore, Vernon Boyd/Erica Reyes)

Ted Lasso

Load of Whites, Hand-Wrung: Fic (Art On AO3) (Nathan Shelley/Bex, Secondary Ted Lasso/Rebecca Welton)

The Hunger Games

Every Spot Reminds Me of You: Fic (Art On AO3) (Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark)

Feed the Beast: Fic (Katniss Everdeen/Peeta Mellark, Minor Effie Trinket/Haymitch Abernathy)

The Legend of Korra

Legend of Korra - The Winter Soldier: Art (Korra/Asami Sato)

Starvation Paradise: Fic/Art (Iroh II/Asami Sato)

The Wheel of Time (TV)

stars fading (but i linger on): Fic (Art On AO3) (Rand al'Thor/Mat Cauthon)

Word Of Honor

look who i found: Art (Wen Kexing/Zhou Zishu, Han Ying/Zhou Zishu (pre-relationship), Han Ying & Wen Kexing, Han Ying & Siji Ducklings, Han Ying & Zhou Zishu, Han Ying & Zhang Chengling)

to the roots of something greener: Fic | Art (Wen Kexing/Zhou Zishu, Han Ying/Zhou Zishu)

Yuri!!! on Ice

Light At The Edge Of The Galaxy: Art Post 1 | Art Post 2 (Phichit Chulanont & Katsuki Yuuri, Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov)

[princeescaluswords]

You cannot convince me that during Allison's brilliant dark arc, that Chris wasn't having his eyes opened as if looking in a mirror almost and perhaps seeing Kate in his daughter. Was he having flashbacks to his and Kate's upbringing under Gerard's tutelage? He saw her being brainwashed by his father and the path that was leading down.

The Argent's Season 2 arc -- Allison trying to cope with the reality of her own family and her place in it; Chris trying to accept that he was the only hunter who seemed to give a crap about the Code; Victoria putting her own deranged, violent spin on how a mother's desire to protect her children can too often veer into control -- is all about integrity versus corruption.

With their silver bullets forged as testimony to the Code, the Argent family was supposed to be all about an ancient and honorable calling: protecting humanity from monsters who would prey on them, "We hunt those who hunt us." For some, that was true, but for others (Kate and Gerard) they used that calling as a shield for their own selfish actions, the very definition of corruption. Allison, Chris, and Victoria started the series with their integrity intact only for it to be challenged in Season 2.

When you look at Allison's arc from a certain perspective, it's not all that dark. She didn't go after innocents. She didn't try to kill Scott or Lydia. She went after those monsters who were killing human beings: Derek Hale's Pack. It can't be ignored that every single murder (with the exception of the homeless omega) in Seasons 1 and 2 were committed by a Hale or by a Hale beta. That's 14 in less than three months, by the way. And that doesn't even take into account the two times a Hale specifically intended to kill Allison or the very recent battle to keep the Hale Pack from murdering her best friend after failing to do it the first time. As she yelled at Derek in Chaos Rising, where more Hale betas are off to kill people "I'm not the one turning teenagers into killers!"

Then why is it corruption? Because she wasn't trying to uphold the Code when she pursued Derek and his pack; she was using the Code as a cover for her own grief about her mother's death and her own hatred of feeling powerless. Enforcing the Code shouldn't bring her pleasure; it shouldn't be used to deal with her own tragedy or weakness. That is the path she almost didn't avoid, and also why she tried to reform the Code into something more clearly focused on protection rather than vengeance.

Chris's temptation was different. It wasn't one of action; it was one of passivity. It was comfortable to take that role; he was raised to be a soldier, not a leader. But he's not an idiot; he realizes that other members of his family have taken the Code and tossed it out a window. He argues with his father about his tactics, but he doesn't take a stand until the end of the season. He acted as if the Code was all important, but he couldn't bring himself to stand against his father, because that would require him to stand with the creatures he had hunted for most of his life. But, in the end, and he could be criticized for acting too late, he made the choice. "You sometimes find yourself surprised by which side you end up on." (I love how this statement echoes and refutes Kate's earlier statement "And even then, sometimes - You can surprise yourself.")

Chris had to learn that following the Code personally and scrupulously is not enough; it has to be defended. No matter how cowed by his father (and I love how J.R. Bourne showed how intimidated Chris was by his acting choices), the Code is meaningless if he watches people like his sister and his father subvert it. It was a hard lesson. "And if I had done something that night, then maybe my sister wouldn't be the monster that she is today."

Unfortunately, Victoria failed to resist the temptations and fell to corruption. There is absolutely nothing wrong with a mother wanting to protect her daughter from the dangers of the world, especially since Victoria understood the world is filled with monsters. But she, as we can assume all Argent Matriarchs had done, swore to uphold the Code, and Scott was not guilty of anything worthy of death. Her authority doesn't give her the right to execute people for what they might do; no one should have that right.

Regardless of why Derek bit her, her reaction to it was a form of redemption, a way for her character to acknowledge that she had violated the Code by which she had lived her life and to make up for what she had done. We could argue whether her act of atonement went too far or not, but it was an act of integrity in contrast to her earlier act of corruption.

It would be easy to place the Argents into the role of Mindless Bigots, but that would be missing some of the truly great acting and storytelling of Teen Wolf. I'm glad I noticed it.

[targcryns]

brume de lavande | pack

lexise was a child full of dauntlessness. she hardly cared for the rules of her family; if she did, she likely wouldn’t have taken hold of her siblings’ hands and convinced them to sneak out to the hale party with her.

the divide between the hales and the targaryens was one for the books. it had lived far longer the lexise ever would and the root of it was lost on her, regardless of how often her grandparents spat out the names of the hales that had wronged them in whatever way. as far as lexise could tell, it was about power; all of it boiled down to petty disputes over power and rightful thrones. none of it meant anything to her. she was just a young girl who didn’t care for thrones or legacies. instead, she cared for what the moment demanded. she cared about sating her curiosity.

and her current curiosity begged her to experience the hale ball for herself.

she sucked in her tummy and ran her hands down the front of her dress. trytas warned them all to at least dress inconspicuously, but the warning had all but gone over her head. she imagined they would draw far more attention dressed in all black than in vibrant golds. she’d settled for moss agate green with gold accents laced into the seams. she turned this way and that, checking her reflection in the mirror, touching the tips of her hair. they already stood little chance of going unnoticed; only the targaryens had white hair flowing down their backs. they would be noticed and, with any luck, they’d be kicked out without tables being flipped on anyone’s behalf. 

maybe this was a bad idea. perhaps she was damning them by being so careless. but she was already fifteen; it was only a matter of time before she was married away and lost the right to be this careless. and at least she was doing it with her siblings at her side; she’d been very well tempted to do it by herself.

“we know you were,” trytas said, standing at the door.

lexise looked into the mirror and caught his gaze. “mon dieu. did i not tell you to stay out of my head?” it was one of the few gifts that dragons had and wolves did not; mental connections. not everyone in their family could do it, but the siblings were close enough that they could easily peek into one another’s minds. there were legends about ancestors speaking to their ancestors through the bonds, but lexise had her doubts about that.

they were dragons; they were not gods.

“think more quietly,” trytas advised. he walked further into the room and helped her adjust her dress. “being married is not a bad thing,” he said quietly. “there is still freedom in being a wife.”

she didn’t comment. trytas had been married before, to an argent woman. she’d died in childbirth and their child had been too sick to live longer than a few days. he’d gained and lost a family all too quickly, and their parents never pushed for him to go through it again. he would eventually. they would all get married eventually, and it was highly unlikely that any of it would be for love. but their parents were kind enough to allow trytas his time to grieve and to let lexise live through her childhood.

but she would be sixteen in just a few months. once her birthday arrived, she would not longer be a child. she would have to marry and her parents would consider power over anything else.

“there are risks to being a wife, too,” she reminded him in just as soft as a tone. “i might not find a husband who is kind.”

“if he isn’t kind,” trytas promised, “then we will remind him of the power that dragons hold. you are not just a girl, and you are not to be mishandled.” he kissed the back of her head gently. she smiled, then turned to face him. he smiled back at her. “come on. let’s find the other two and sneak out before we’re caught. and please do a better job of shielding your thoughts. we won’t get very far if you don’t stop projecting.”

lexise stuck her tongue out at him and took his hand, leading him away in search of lenore and freya.

[reveriehq]

welcome to reverie island, rosie ! you’ve been accepted. percy jackson, prince phillip, billy hargrove, beth greene, & chris argent are now taken. you have twenty-four hours to message the main for the discord. if you need an extension, please send a message to the main. we hope you enjoy your stay here.

in regards to your application of cora hale: per our rules ethnicities of family members have to match or they could possibly be a half-related/adopted with permission of the respective muns already in play. if you would like to continue with that fc, then let us know when you message for the discord link & we'll have to discuss the possible canon changes with the respective muns. if you would like to change the fc to someone who matches then you can include that in your message to the main and we will make that change for you. in the meantime, we'll put cora down as reserved for you.

( percy jackson, logan lerman, cismale, he/him, 27 ) * 【ｆｉｌｅｄ : PERCY JACKSON 】 is a CANON CHARACTER and REMEMBERS THEIR PAST LIFE. the DEMIGOD is known to be AFFABLE and INDULGENT and reminds me of WORN OUT CONVERSE SNEAKERS AND SAVING EVERYONE BUT THEMSELVES. they are CURIOUS about why they are on the island, but as more comes to light about the mysterious island, they will soon decide to FIGHT the powers that be who brought them here. ( ooc: rosie, 31, she/her, EST, none )

( sleeping beauty, lee felix, cismale, he/him, 22 ) * 【ｆｉｌｅｄ : PRINCE PHILLIP 】 is a CANON CHARACTER and PARTLY REMEMBERS THEIR PAST LIFE. the HUMAN is known to be EXUBERANT  and PRESUMPTUOUS and reminds me of THE SMELL OF FRESHLY PICKED FLOWERS AND CROOKED MIRRORS. they are INDIFFERENT about why they are on the island, but as more comes to light about the mysterious island, they will soon decide to FIGHT the powers that be who brought them here. ( ooc: rosie, 31, she/her, EST, none )

( stranger things, bang chan, cismale, he/him, 22 ) * 【ｆｉｌｅｄ : BILLY HARGROVE 】 is a CANON CHARACTER and DOESN’T REMEMBER THEIR PAST LIFE. the HUMAN is known to be CANDID and ABRASIVE and reminds me of LEATHER JACKETS AND BALLED UP FISTS. they are SUSPICIOUS about why they are on the island, but as more comes to light about the mysterious island, they will soon decide to HIDE FROM the powers that be who brought them here. (  ooc: rosie, 31, she/her, EST, none )

  ( walking dead, emily kinney, cisfemale, she/her, 28 ) * 【ｆｉｌｅｄ : BETH GREENE 】 is a CANON and PARTLY REMEMBERS THEIR PAST LIFE. the HUMAN is known to be GREGARIOUS and OPINIONATED and reminds me of ROSY CHEEKS AND ROSE SCENTED PERFUME. they are CURIOUS about why they are on the island, but as more comes to light about the mysterious island, they will soon decide to FIGHT the powers that be who brought them here. (  ooc: rosie, 31, she/her, EST, none )

( teen wolf, JR Bourne, cismale, he/him, 52 ) * 【ｆｉｌｅｄ : CHRIS ARGENT 】 is a CANON CHARACTER and PARTLY REMEMBERS THEIR PAST LIFE. the HUMAN is known to be METICULOUS and ACERBIC and reminds me of HALF DRANK MUGS OF COFFEE AND THE SCENT OF HAIRSPRAY, FRESH LAUNDRY AND A HINT OF COLOGNE. they are CURIOUS about why they are on the island, but as more comes to light about the mysterious island, they will soon decide to FIGHT the powers that be who brought them here. (  ooc: rosie, 31, she/her, EST, none )

[sterek-ao3feed-archive]

When you get something better than you expected

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49551118 by Driger_Hale "Stiles was growing into his weirdness. He would often look in the mirror and start to wonder what it would be like once his second gender came out. He and his father had talked about it, he believed more and more that he would be an omega. Initially he he had felt insecure about it, but the closer he got to puberty the more he settled into the possibility." .... Or... The one where Stiles has been preparing for the last few years to be an omega and was even looking forward to it, but had to deal with the shocking reality that he was an alpha. Words: 2897, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Sheriff Stilinski (Teen Wolf), Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd, Isaac Lahey, Allison Argent, The Hale Family (Teen Wolf) Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Minor or Background Relationship(s) Additional Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Omegaverse Alpha Stiles Stilinski, Omegaverse Omega Derek Hale, Alternate Universe - Werewolves Are Known, Werewolf Mates, True Mates, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Mating Bites, Bottom Derek Hale/Top Stiles Stilinski read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/49551118

[mrsstruggle]

The Lost Child - Chapter 17 // Teen Wolf x Marvel AU

Summary: Y/N Stark was taken from her family when she was three years old. It's fifteen years later and her family believes she is dead. Then how is she living in Beacon Hills?

Warnings: Language, Mentions of Torture/Drugs/ Violence/Injury/Death, Character Held Captive, Use of the Word "Crazy", Mentions of Grief/Sadness, Possible Grammar Mistakes (please let me know if there is anything else)

Pairings: Derek Hale x Reader, Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes, Bruce Banner x Natasha Romanoff, Vision x Wanda Maximoff, & More To Come!

Previous Pairings: Tony Stark x Pepper Potts, Scott McCall x Allison Argent

Words: 2.3k

Note: I am posting every 3-4 days!

Additional Note: While this is a Teen Wolf x Marvel AU, not everything is true to the shows/movies/comics. I had to change things for the story. This also loosely follows Teen Wolf Season 4.

One Last Note: Y/N was adopted by Tony Stark and Pepper Potts. I did this so more people can see themselves in this story.

***I do not own Teen Wolf or Marvel or any related characters. This is a work of fanfiction and is meant for entertainment only.***

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It’s been several hours since Y/N watched some woman get shot and killed right in front of her eyes. No one ever went to collect her body. It even stayed there as Rumlow tortured her.

After Rumlow found out that Y/N is the only person that can break the block in her mind, he thought the only way she’d break it down is if her mind was too weak to keep it up. While the nightmares and the fake memories affected her, they didn’t affect her enough. The thing he knows the most is physical torture, so that’s what he decided to do.

He chained her up to the wall and pushed enough drugs into her system that it would take her hours before they’d finally fade from her bloodstream and allow her to heal. He used all the tools he had. He used knives to cut her deep enough to hurt but not deep enough to kill. He electrocuted her, beat her, whipped her, and not once did he ever break her.

It wasn’t until Rumlow stepped out of the room did someone give him a better idea. “This is never going to work. She will never break and soon all the pain you have inflicted will heal. I would know.” Rumlow looks to his right to see Gerard Argent staring at the beaten girl through the one-way mirror. “Physical pain will heal but psychological pain will last forever.”

“We already tried that. It didn’t work.” Rumlow informs him, walking over to Gerard. Hydra was currently working out of Gerard’s basement. He has rooms capable of holding Y/N and he’s the reason they found her in the first place. It’s also a place that no one would ever think of because everyone thinks he’s still some sick old man who has no connection to Hydra.

“Have you ever heard of white torture?” Gerard questions.

“I don’t think so,” Rumlow wasn’t sure if the question was rhetorical or not but he answered anyway.

“It’s also known as white room torture. It’s a technique that aims for sensory deprivation and isolation. We put her in an all-white cell to deprive her of color. We put her in white clothes and we only feed her unseasoned white food. The room is soundproof and lights cover the ceiling to not allow shadows. Let’s cut off all her senses then we’ll drive her to her breaking point.” Gerard explains.

“How do we do that?”

“Usually you wait a few months or a few years until they drive themself crazy but we won’t need to wait that long. I believe you still have copies of all the videos you took of her before. There’s a certain video that I’m certain will break her if we play it over and over again.” Gerard smiles sinisterly as he continues to watch the girl he plans to destroy. Stiles took his granddaughter’s life and he plans to watch Y/N take Stiles’s.

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“You’re lying.” Stiles takes a step back from Derek with a confused look on his face. Y/N has to be here. There is no other possible answer.

“I’m not.” Why would Derek lie? Why would he ever lie about his girlfriend being missing?

They turn towards the jet’s entrance as everyone enters the quinjet. Steve walks in first carrying Peter bridal-style in his arms. They all have sorrowful and defeated looks on their faces. Stiles watches as everyone walks in but there was no Y/N. He knew by the looks they were giving him that Derek wasn’t lying.

“I-I don’t understand…” Stiles mumbles under his breath as Scott walks up to him. She was supposed to be here.

“We looked everywhere but she’s not here. She was here at one point but she’s not here anymore.” Scott quietly tells Stiles.

Stiles's mind is running. He slowly sits down on the seat behind him as his mind blocks out the noise around him. The only thing he can think about is that his sister is gone. She wasn’t here. They should’ve left sooner. There’s a part of his mind telling him to yell at Steve that if he would’ve believed them sooner they could’ve gotten her in time, but yelling at him won’t change anything.

Scott knows Stiles has completely shut down. Usually, he would’ve yelled, he would’ve gone up to Hydra’s base himself to make sure she really isn’t there but he has completely shut down. Scott wishes Stiles was yelling at them because it’s better than silence.

The jet ride back to Beacon Hills is spent in complete silence. No one knows what to say and even if they did, no one wanted to speak. Everyone is hurt and upset for different reasons. Tony is upset that he didn’t get to reunite with his daughter, but he’s glad they found Peter. The rest of the Avengers feel the same way. Derek is upset and angry that his girlfriend is being held captive by a terrorist organization. Scott and Stiles feel the same way. Kira and Malia are upset that their friend is missing. Peter Hale would never admit it but he feels the same way.

Steve slowly lowers the jet as they arrive back at the lake house. The sun is now up and he can see Stiles’s friends running towards them from Lydia’s place across the lake. Just another reminder that they didn’t find Y/N.

When the jet lands the Avengers are the first ones out. Bucky carries Peter out and towards his room. Tony follows him so he can stay with Peter until he wakes up. The others head straight toward the living room ready to think of something else. They’re frustrated and tired but sleep is the last thing on their minds.

The pack is the last off the jet. Malia, Kira, and Peter step out and walk toward Lydia, Mason, and Liam who are running toward them. Derek steps off and walks towards the woods that surround them in hopes of collecting his emotions before going back inside. Stiles and Scott are the last ones off with the door closing behind them.

Stiles is looking at the ground as he feels a body collide with his. Arms wrap around him in a comforting hug. “I’m so sorry you didn’t find her but we will find her,” Lydia whispers in his ear. Tears are quietly falling down her face.

Stiles doesn’t know what overcomes him, but he starts to sob at Lydia’s words and comforting hug. He doesn’t know how he was able to hold it together until now. There were several moments on the ride home where he thought he was going to break but he didn’t. Now, in Lydia’s embrace, he can’t seem to keep it together.

“What am I supposed to tell my dad?” Stiles sobs out.

“I don’t know but we’ll figure it out together,” Lydia assures him, her hand rubbing up and down his back in comfort. Scott and the rest of the pack standing nearby decide to go inside so they aren’t just watching Stiles cry.

His sobs start to slow down until they become sniffles before they stop completely. He steps back from Lydia and wipes away the leftover tears on his face as Lydia wipes her own away, “I’m okay now. Thank you for that.”

“Always.” She smiles sweetly at him, “You go inside and I’ll go get Derek.” Stiles goes into the house as Lydia walks to the part of the woods she saw Derek disappear into. She walks for about a minute or two until she stumbles upon him sitting on a fallen tree trunk and staring at his hands. She silently sits down next to him knowing that he’ll talk when he wants to.

After a few minutes in silence, Derek clears his throat before speaking, “I’ll be back in a minute. You don’t have to wait for me.”

“I think Y/N would want me to make sure that you’re okay.” Lydia quietly tells him. She turns to look at him and, for the first time in her life, she watches as a tear falls from one of his eyes. Judging by the obvious wetness on his face, that wasn’t the first tear to fall either.

Derek clears his throat again before standing up, “Let’s get back to the others. We need to find her.”

“Derek!” Lydia runs after him as he walks back towards the lake house, “You don’t have to pretend to be fine around us. We know you’re hurting just like the rest of us. Blocking us out isn’t going to help anything.”

“I’ll be fine when we find Y/N.” Derek states.

“Derek, we can–”

“Drop it.” Derek cuts her off, quickening his pace towards the lake house.

As they walk inside, they notice everyone but Tony is gathered in the living room. “What’s our next move?” Natasha asks, watching Derek and Lydia enter the room.

“A few of us should rest up then fly back to the base and collect as much information as possible. I’d call Fury to send a team over but I don’t trust him at the moment.” Steve states.

“I’ll go.” Bucky volunteers. He wants to feel useful. He also knows that he knows Hydra the most and he would be the one to find anything that Hydra is hiding.

“Okay, Nat, Bruce, and Sam will go with you,” Steve informs them.

“What about us? What do we need to do?” Scott questions.

“Maybe you should give them the videos,” Sam suggests. “They were the ones to figure out where Hydra’s base is and they know Y/N better than any of us. If there’s anything useful on those things, they’d be the ones to find it.”

Steve thinks for a moment. They were right about the base but he still doesn’t fully trust them. What if not giving them to them makes them not find Y/N in time? What if they give them to them and they miss something important? “Fine, but those videos don’t leave this house. I think it would be best if we watch them together so we can all look for something. We know Hydra best and they know Y/N.”

Sam runs off to grab the tapes from upstairs. He’s barely gone a minute before he runs back downstairs with a laptop and a hard drive, “I’m going to warn you now that the stuff on these tapes will probably haunt you for the rest of your lives.”

Scott turns to his pack, “Liam and Mason, go home. We’ll call you when we need you.” They didn’t need to be told twice. They want Y/N back like the rest of the pack but they don’t want to watch videos that will mentally scar them forever. “The rest of you can stay if you want or you can go if you think it’ll be too much.” Everyone stays where they are.

“These aren’t in order so we’ll just go from where I left off for now.” Sam states. He turns on the tv in the living room and quickly connects it to the laptop in his hands. He clicks on the video he stopped at and watches as it pulls up on the tv.

The video was clearly taken from a security camera. It appears to be a video of a younger Y/N in a holding cell. It doesn’t look like the same cell where Nat found Y/N’s bracelet. Y/N seems to be sleeping quietly on a cot in the corner of the room. They watch as they wait to see what happens next.

After a few more minutes of silence, an alarm from outside Y/N’s cell can be heard going off. They watch as she slowly wakes up at the sound. They can hear shouting and gunshots but they don’t know what’s going on since it’s not happening within the camera's view. They watch as Y/N gets off the cot and huddles behind it in the corner of the wall.

The alarms and the gunshots continue to go off as Y/N stays hidden. A few minutes later, a large door can be heard opening and light shining through a door frame appears on the edge of the video. They watch as a young woman and man run into the room and towards Y/N. The woman seems to crouch down and talk quietly with Y/N as the man watches on. She appears to gain Y/N’s trust and lets the woman grab her from behind the cot and hold her in her arms.

Scott can feel Derek stiffen next to him as they watch the woman and man leave the room with Y/N. Their faces are hard to completely make out because they’re never fully turned toward the camera and they seem to be werewolves in their beta form. After they exit the room, the video stops.

“Now we know who took her,” Natasha mumbles in shock.

“You can’t really make out their faces though,” Bruce states.

There’s a moment of silence as everyone takes in the video before Derek grabs his uncle’s neck and pins him against the wall next to him. His claws and fangs are out as he looks at Peter with betrayal in his eyes.

“What the hell?!” Scott exclaims, confused about what just happened.

“How long have you kept this from me?!” Derek growls at Peter, putting more pressure on his neck.

“I didn’t know it was her until we started looking at the files. I never knew what happened to her after we left.” Peter struggles a little against Derek’s hand.

“What’s he talking about?” Steve asks.

“The people in the video,” Derek continues to glare at Peter, “it was him and my mom.”

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[chloe-skywalker]

I Don’t Want To (part 2 requested) - Brett Talbot

Brett x Fem!reader Argent

Warnings: mentions of being kicked out?

Word count: 465

Requested: i absolutely love ur work i was wondering if you could possibly do a part 2 of I Don’t Want To - Brett & Alison please & thank you don’t feel like me you have to make it have a super great & wonderful New Year

Authors Note: Technically the reader is Allison’s sister, not Allison but I get what ya mean. An thank you for the kind words and for the request. - @kellyseverideluvsstellakidd-dea 

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“What’s wrong, Brett?” Satomi asked approaching the tall teenager.

“Nothing.” Brett mumbled

“You should know by now that I know you better than that.” Satomi moved to sit beside the boy. “So are you gonna tell me, or keep me waiting?”

“I was just thinking about that girl from a couple of weeks ago. If she was ok. After everything.” Brett told her looking slightly shy.

“Mmmmm, I see. Well, I heard from Derek Hale. She moved into his loft with him.” Satomi told the boy hoping to ease his mind.

“They kicked her out.” Brett turned his head to the older wolf in a flash. She wasn’t kidding when she said her family would do bad things if she disobeyed.

“She was kicked out, but not fully disowned. Her father wouldn’t do it. They have a bond, he cares about her to much to do that. He has visited her at the loft. He understands why she did it.” She explained the Y/h/c-ed girls’ situation to him. “You can go visit her if you would like.” Satomi suggested.

“Yeah. Yeah I think I might.” Brett nodded thinking he might actually. He hasn’t been able to stop thinking about that girl since their run in.

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Y/n got up after hearing a knock on the door of the loft, being the only one home she got up to answer it. “Brett?”

“Y/n.” Brett smiled upon seeing the girl.

“What’re you doing here?” Y/n asked mirroring his expression while moving aside to let him in.

“I came to check on you.” Brett stated as he walked into the loft.

“Oh” Y/n let out softly.

“After what you did for me, and my sister. I wanted to make sure you were alright.” Brett told her looking her in the eyes. He was looking her up and down trying to make sure she was ok and wasn’t hurt.

“Its the least I could do. You’re not like what we’ve supposed to hunt. Plus Satomi is a friend.” Y/n smiled at him moving into the room.

Brett nodded moving to sit on the couch as Y/n did. “How’d you meet her?”

“Through Derek.” She answered still smiling at the boy around her age.

“Well, then how’d you meet the Hales? Let alone befriend them?” Brett laughed turning his body to face hers.

“Long story.” Y/n shrugged, thinking he wouldn’t be interested.

“I got time.” Brett shrugged hoping to get to know her more. He could tell she seemed a little shocked by his answer but then she smiled and started to tell him. Maybe this could lead to a friendship or more. But Brett was determined to make sure she knows he’d be on her side if she ever needed it.

[buckybarnesss]

I was watching a documentary about a guy from a family with a lot of tragedy in it and one of the things said on this program is "I used to have five brothers. Now I'm not even a brother" because he was 1 of 6 and his 5 brothers all died. And man did it make me think of Derek, I know he has sisters not brothers but like, I just think of him going from having a big family to being completely alone and how much damage that has to do to a person. So much of S1 Derek makes sense in light of that!

oh man that's from kevin von erich. i found an article where the quote is used. apparently it's from an episode of espn's 30 on 30. the recent movie the iron claw was about the von erich family. absolutely tragic.

fandom talks a lot about how teen wolf has a lot of only children but it also has a non-insignificant amount of sibling death.

the catalyst for the events of teen wolf is laura hale's death and derek coming to look for her.

malia and her little sister kylie. even in her coyote form malia kept her sister's baby doll for 8 years and when scott and stiles took it she came looking.

theo killed his sister tara but she haunts him, her heart beats inside him.

camden lahey died before the show but it left isaac bereft a brother.

boyd's sister alicia died and it haunted him.

ethan held his twin aiden as he died.

peter likely had to listen to talia die and was helpless to do anything. he's a little brother left without his big sister.

alexander argent's suicide seems to be gerard's motivation/justification to go after duecalion

marie jeanne had to kill her brother sebastian which ends up mirroring her decedents chris and kate,

chris loses kate first to their father's manipulations and than to her own depravity.

it's a huge plot point that mason absorbed his twin in the womb making him a genetic chimera.

brett and his little sister lorilee

stiles and scott consider each other as good as brothers too

it's why cora hale's survival is such a huge moment and is such pivotal, paradigm shifting, world altering event to derek's character arc. cora hale was the inverse of peter's resurrection. cora being alive and returning gave derek hope. he was no longer the middle child of three left all alone.

[steter-bang-2021]

STETER-BANG 2021 ROUND UP, PART 2!

Of Flesh and Bone, by @asstrongasyouthink, with art by @mock-arts

Peter takes an itty bitty break from being stone to ride Stiles into the sunset. Then she goes back to being stone for the rest of the story. Stiles has some gender feelings about it.

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Frame Thy Fearful Symmetry by @macabremoose, with art by shaxper

Peter swallows, tensing slightly. “I don’t know how to play.

“Liar, liar,” The Nogitsune says, leaning backwards, amused. “Lie again, and we’ll set you on fire.”

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Becoming Brave by @vanessawolfie, with art by @g-love99-art

How would Peter’s healing and character progress have gone if he hadn’t been all alone in his head for all those years? Where is everybody else?

What really happened?

How will they get out?

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Falling Like The Stars by @for-the-love-of-wolves, with art by @nacreousgore

Stiles is just trying to handle his life after being kidnapped and tortured by people who wanted to teach his Dad a lesson. He struggles a lot due to PTSD, but he is trying to do his best to get out of bed in the morning. One night, Stiles goes up to the rooftop of his apartment building, to see the stars. Instead, he sees a man standing dangerously close to the edge, looking down. This is how Stiles meets Peter Hale, a scarred man who lost his whole family in a fire and now deals with depression as well as hallucinations. They meet by chance and soon find out, that they have a lot in common - like the overwhelming need to bring their tormenters to justice, no matter what it's going to take.

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LionHeart by @gracielynn10, with art by @nacreousgore

“Have you seen Stiles?” Peter asked his nephew, standing in the doorway of the loft.

Derek frowned at him, a more noticeable glower than usual. “No.”

After the Nogitsune was expelled, Stiles disappeared. Peter noticed. This is their story.

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This Same Wilderness (In Which We Dwell) by @haruthecriminologist with art by @azogwhoreignerstilinski

It’s Stiles Stilinski, super nerd, FBI intern, genius detective (in his words), and Scott’s best friend, that goes missing. The person the pack finds isn’t the same Stiles, not anymore. He is different, kind of like how he was after the nogitsune, but worse, more. It was like they didn’t know him at all.

And he had a child.

“Let’s not talk about that haunted look you have in your eyes. I’ve seen it before.” Peter stood up properly and walked towards where Stiles was sitting.

“When you look in the mirror?” Stiles snarked.

“Nobody walks out of hell without scars, Stiles.” Peter glared.

“No, because we crawl our way out.”

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Thank you to all of our participants, see below the cut for runners up, incomplete works, and orphaned art!

If you were a participant in the Steter Bang that had to drop out due to time constraints and have posted some of that work, or have art that is for a story for the bang that will never be, reach out via your participant email if you would like to be included here.

Experiments with art by @spookubee

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Two Assholes and a Dog, coming soon, by @smalls2233, with art by @shebaren

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Treacherous by @ash-mcj, with playlist by @amosbreathingfree

When Stiles Argent was caught by the left hand of the Hale pack while spying on a werewolf summit, he got an idea. A dangerous, asinine idea that he knew would put him on a treacherous path he had no right to go down - but curiosity tended to hold more power over his decisions than it really should have. He wanted to learn more about werewolf culture without the biased lens of his hunter training, and Peter Hale happened to be willing to teach him. He just had to bend a few truths to get that trust, which was a small price to pay - right?

[or: Stiles and Peter work their way into each other’s hearts and the hunter finds himself in a lie he wishes he never crafted… and it may cost him everything.]

This work was not complete in time for the posting period, but is available to be enjoyed in its incomplete state. Tumblr post ash-mcj, and check out the soundtrack on spotify.

[the-and-sign-anon]

Old Friends

Guardian Angel: Chapter Two

Teen Wolf x Stilinski! Reader

Word count: 2,326

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A/N: I know I said I’d post this on Mondays, but then I wrote ten chapters in less than a week, so here we are.

The last thing Derek wanted to do was ask for your help with the mystery alpha. Stiles had mentioned that you were in the loop on the supernatural after Scott got the bite, but he didn’t know where the two of you stood. You’d been good friends in high school; you’d even met his family, who all loved you. Peter was even nice to you, which was something of an accomplishment. When his house burned down and most of his family died, he left town with Laura. He hadn’t given you much of a goodbye and now that he was back, he was nervous to approach you. 

He was forced to push aside those nerves when Kate Argent arrived in town and shot him with a wolfsbane bullet. He tried finding Scott first, but had a hard time with it and lucked out finding you first. You had driven Stiles to school that morning to make sure he actually went rather than spending the day disappointing your dad, and had come back that afternoon to pick him up. You had just caught sight of him approaching your car when Derek came stumbling into your hood, leaving Stiles to sigh in exasperation and throw up his hands.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me. This guy’s everywhere!”

Derek crumpled to the pavement and you jumped out of your car to help. Scott ran over as well, kneeling down beside him. 

“What are you doing here?”

“I was shot.”

You looked over him quickly and furrowed your brow. 

“He’s not looking good, guys.”

Scott frowned at him as you started to help him up. 

“Why aren’t you healing?”

“Not the time, Scott. Stiles, open the door.”

You got Derek to his feet as Stiles ran around to open the back door of your car. Derek groaned again and tried to steady himself as his eyes flashed bright blue. 

“What are you doing? Stop that!”

Scott looked around as you forced Derek closer to the backseat.

“I’m trying to tell you- I can’t.”

You were quickly running out of patience. 

“Scott, you said you heard the one who shot him say something about forty-eight hours, right?”

“Yeah.”

Derek slumped into the backseat and you waited a second to close the door when he raised his hand. 

“I need you to find out what kind of bullet they used.”

“How do you expect me to do that?”

“She’s an Argent. She’s with them.”

“Why should I help you?”

You shut the door before Derek could answer and gave Scott a harsh glare.

“You’re going to help him because he asked you to. Scott, I don’t care what problems you have with him. I’m not letting him bleed all over my car for nothing, so go.”

He nodded slightly. 

“I’ll try. But I can’t make any promises.”

Scott’s eyes landed on Allison across the parking lot and he waved you and Stiles along.

“Get him out of here.”

“I hate you so much for this.”

Stiles glared at Scott for just a second before climbing into the passenger’s seat and waiting for you to start the car again. You gave a slight wave on your way out of the parking lot and tried to put your faith in Scott. 

Your first instinct was to take Derek back to his old house, which Stiles had confirmed he was still living in. The only sounds in the car were the werewolf’s intermittent groans of pain. Stiles tried to distract himself as you pushed the speed limit to get there in time. 

“Keep it together, Hale. We’ll be there soon.”

“Where?”

“Your house.” Stiles answered for you. 

Derek tried to sit up and moaned as he dropped back down. Your eyes flickered back to meet his in the rearview mirror.

“What?”

“You can’t take me there.”

“I can’t take you to your own house?”

“Not when I can’t protect myself.”

You sighed heavily and stopped on the side of the road.

“What happens if Scott can’t find the bullet? Are you dying, Derek?”

“Not yet. I have a last resort.”

“What do you mean?” Stiles turned around to look at Derek quizzically. “What last resort?”

You both gagged at the sight of Derek’s still bleeding wound and you turned back around, gripping the steering wheel and taking a deep breath to settle your nerves. 

“Call Scott, please.”

Stiles did as you asked and five minutes later you were changing route to the animal clinic. Derek and Stiles were arguing the whole way and while you were on the verge of ripping your hair out over it, you considered it a good thing that Derek was well enough to be annoyed with your brother. 

You let Derek drop down by a kennel just outside the door to the animal clinic when Stiles checked his phone and raised an eyebrow. 

“Does Northern Blue Monkshood mean anything to you?”

“It’s a rare form of wolfsbane.”

Derek mustered up the energy to stare at you and your brother did the same. 

“What? I took a botany class in college.”

Derek decided to focus on that later and instead spoke to Stiles. 

“He needs to bring me the bullet.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m gonna die without it.”

You both hurried to get Derek inside and he leaned heavily on the table in the middle of the room. His breathing was getting more labored as the minutes passed without an update from Scott. You tried to keep your mind off the possibility of your old friend dying in front of you as Stiles wandered around the room fiddling with anything he could get his hands on. 

“Okay, I have to ask. If Scott doesn’t get here in time, what’s your last resort?”

“One of you will have to cut off my arm.”

He said it in such a deadpan tone that you almost thought he was joking. 

“I’m sorry. What? No one is cutting off anyone’s arm!”

Derek rolled his eyes and grabbed the saw from its drawer. 

“What if you bleed to death? I’m not prepared to deal with a dead body tonight.”

“It’ll heal,” Derek sounded indignant. “If it works…”

You threw your hands up and looked at Stiles, who was completely on your side.

“I don’t think we could do that…”

“Why not?”

“Well, because of the sawing through the flesh…”

“The cutting of the bone…”

“And the blood!”

Derek looked up from the tourniquet he was tying with a vaguely incredulous expression. 

“You both faint at the sight of blood?”

“No, but we might at the sight of a chopped off arm!”

He sighed heavily, knowing that arguing with the two of you was doing no good. He’d rarely been able to win arguments with you as teenagers and you clearly hadn’t gotten any less stubborn since then. 

“How about this… you cut off my arm, or I cut off yours.”

You glared at him. 

“No more threats, Hale. You’re barely standing right now and I doubt you’re gonna get better in the next two minutes. Just hold on, Scott will be here soon.”

Five minutes later, there was still no sign of Scott. Derek keeled over and vomited, splattering a thick black liquid all over the floor. 

“Oh, what is that?”

“It’s my body… trying to heal itself…”

“Well it’s not doing a very good job of it.”

Derek let his head rest on the table as he looked up at you desperately. 

“Now. You gotta do it now.”

“I really don’t think I can-”

“Just do it!”

Stiles grabbed the saw and tried to psych himself up while you shuffled back and closed your eyes. Just as Stiles prepared to start up the saw, Scott came running in. 

“Stiles! Y/N!”

He stopped in the doorway to stare. You were huddled in the corner with your eyes shut tight, every muscle in your body tensed up. Stiles was across the table from Derek with the saw, terrified at the thought of actually amputating the irritable werewolf’s arm while the werewolf in question looked ready to pass out. 

“What are you doing?”

Stiles dropped the saw and ran a hand over his face as you relaxed slightly and sighed in relief. 

“You just prevented a lifetime of nightmares.”

“Did you get it, Scott?”

You brought Stiles back on track and Scott nodded, grabbing the bullet from his pocket and handing it to Derek.

“What are you gonna do with it?”

Your question was met with a thud as he finally collapsed. All three of you dropped to the floor around him and tried to wake him up. While Scott grabbed the bullet from where it had rolled away, Stiles shook Derek and called his name. When he still wouldn’t wake up, you shuffled closer. 

“Forgive me for this, Derek.”

You curled your hand into a fist and punched him in the face as hard as you could. It worked and he shot up a bit, gladly accepting the help back to his feet. Derek quickly ripped apart the bullet and dumped the wolfsbane onto the counter. He grabbed a lighter from his pocket but his hands kept shaking, so you snatched it from his loose grasp and lit the little pile for him. Once the smoke started to fade, he gathered the ashes in his hand and slapped it onto the open wound on his arm. He took a second to rub it in, then collapsed to the floor again, writhing and shouting in pain as the wound finally healed. 

When the pain started to fade, he sat back up. You knelt down beside him, looking him over to be sure he was okay as the boys watched behind you. 

“That… was… awesome!”

Stiles pumped a fist in the air as you looked back at him. 

“Stiles…”

“Are you okay now?”

Scott still looked worried as you helped Derek to his feet.

“Other than the agonizing pain…”

You nudged his arm. Now was not really the time for sarcasm. 

“Let’s just get you somewhere safe where you can rest.”

Unfortunately, Scott wasn’t done yet. 

“We saved your life, so you’re gonna leave us alone now. Got that?”

“Scott.”

“Because if you don’t, I’ll just go back to Allison’s dad and tell him everything-”

“You’d trust them? Really? You honestly think they can or will help you?”

“Why not? They’ve been a lot nicer than you.”

You recognized the look in Derek’s eyes. The pain and anger that the boys couldn’t understand. 

“I’ll show you how nice they are.”

You made Stiles stay in the car while you and Derek took Scott to see Peter. He wasn’t happy about it, but you made him promise to wait, so he did. You followed beside Derek while Scott trailed behind and looked around the hallways. When Derek slipped into a room, Scott followed and you closed the door behind you. 

“Who is he?”

You and Derek had the same sad expression on your faces. Scott hadn’t thought until that moment that the two of you could be anything alike. 

“My uncle.”

“Peter Hale.”

“Is he a werewolf too?”

“He was.”

Derek took a deep breath and you explained for him. 

“Six years ago, while Derek and Laura were at school, their house caught fire. Of the eleven people inside, Peter was the only survivor.”

“What makes you so sure it was the Argents?”

Derek glanced at you and thought of how things might have been different if you’d known what he was then.

“They were the only ones who knew about us.”

“Well… then they must have had a reason.”

You shook your head sadly. 

“What reason could possibly justify this, Scott? I knew the Hales; they were good people.”

“They say they’ll only kill an adult and only with absolute proof. But there were people in my family that were perfectly ordinary in that fire. This is what they do. And it’s what Allison will do.”

A nurse caught your attention and forced you all to leave then. You let Scott go ahead to the car, undoubtedly intending to fill Stiles in. Derek looked over to you again as the front door closed behind you. 

“Thanks for your help today.”

“I didn’t do much, other than let you bleed on my back seat.”

“You did more than that.”

You offered a lazy smile that took him right back to high school. 

“Either way, I’m glad to help.”

“Even when you don’t have to.”

“Hey. Once my friend, always my friend. If you need me, I’ll be around.”

“I don’t think you’ll want to be. Not for this.”

“I was there for you when Paige died. I was there for the fire until you left. I’ll be here for whatever werewolf business comes next. Think of me as your guardian angel.”

Derek had said the same thing once, when you first met. One of the other basketball players had been giving you a hard time, stealing your books when you tried to study and shoving your lunch onto the floor. When Derek saw it, he taught the kid a lesson and stuck with you for two weeks, walking you from class to class and sitting with you at lunch. You tried to tell him you were fine, but he insisted, telling you to consider him your own personal guardian angel.

“I think I’ll need one by the time this is over.”

“For now, just aim for some sleep. I’ll see you soon.”

You nudged his shoulder and smiled one last time before turning to see Stiles hanging his head out the window and looking thoroughly annoyed about waiting. Scott had climbed into the back seat, so you dropped him off at his house before going home. Stiles forced back the questions he wanted to ask you and instead went to his room for the night. You figured you’d have to open up about Derek eventually, but it could wait for now. 

Next Chapter

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

The Witch and The Wolf Pt.40

Word Count: 2,134

Characters: Derek Hale, Chris Argent, Rafael McCall, Noah Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski (mentioned), OC Characters (mentioned), Reader

Pairings: Derek Hale x Witch!Reader

Warnings: fluff, angst, cliffhanger

A/N: ....this was my crappy attempt at writing fluff and this came out

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You sat on your bed nervously, piles of books surrounding you. You missed too many of your college classes to try anymore, making a final decision to drop out. You skipped too many days and classes and hadn’t shown up for nearly three weeks.

You found a lot of time on your hands, deciding to use the day to research about demons and try to find out more about the thing that attacked Isaac last night. You opened your windows, using the sunlight instead of your lights, seeing as all of Beacon Hills lost power. You blamed Stiles, he must’ve done something.

You heard someone knocking on your door, a bit surprised. Everyone seemed to barge in, it was nice to see someone had manners.

“Derek, hey,” you opened the door, smiling nervously.

“Hey,” you moved aside, letting him in.

“So, the power’s still out?” he asked.

“Ten dollars that Stiles did it,” you raised an eyebrow.

He laughed softly, kissing your forehead as the two of you made your way to your bed.

“What are you reading?” he asked, picking up a book.

“Everything I can about demons. And trying to find more about that thing that attacked Isaac last night. All I know is that they were wearing black robes, and had masks,” you ran your fingers through your hair as you sat on the bed.

“Need any help?” he asked.

“Yes… no… I don’t know. Did you know that there are three types of demons?” you opened a book as he leaned his head on your shoulder, standing behind you.

“Humans become demons when they go to hell, they get tortured until they decide to turn off all their feelings and emotions and give in, demons are created, by… well, the devil, and then, in extremely rare cases, a witch dies, comes back, kills twice,” you sighed deeply.

 “Well, I think you need a break,” he wrapped his arms around your waist as he kissed your shoulder softly.

“No, I don’t need a break, I need to figure out how to stop myself from becoming a demon,” you shook your head.

“I’m serious. Did you even go to sleep last night?” he asked you.

You looked down, shaking your head.

“When was the last time you slept?” he asked.

“Either you can leave, or you can help me do some research,” you replied, sitting on your bed.

“Fine. But only if you come out with me tonight,” he said.

“What? No, Derek-” you started, frowning.

“It’s Halloween. I’m taking you out tonight,” he interrupted.

You nodded your head, grabbing another book as you laid back.

---

After researching a copious amount of time, the two of you decided to take a break, not learning much.

You read something about a group of hunters who attempted to cure a demon, reverting it back to its natural self, but it was never officially proven to work, but maybe it was the start of something.

You looked at Derek, while he sat down across from you, holding a book as he bit on the tip of a pen, reading.

Something felt different. For once, you felt like the two of you might actually have a chance to work, thinking back to your many failed attempts. 

He was different, seemingly more laid back than usual, staying calmer. You feel like you’ve changed, the past few months seem like years and years.

“What are you looking at?” you inhaled as Derek looked up at you.

“Nothing,” you shook your head.

“Well, I think it’s time to take a break. Come on, it’s 6:30, let’s go,” he closed the book, reaching for your hand before pulling you up.

You chuckled softly, leaning upwards as you pressed your lips against his.

You heard someone knock at the door, as you groaned, rolling your eyes as you exhaled sharply, holding Derek’s hand.

“It’s Halloween, right,” you shook your head.

You grabbed a bowl of candy, opening the door as you put on a fake smile, giving a few pieces to the kids at your door before waving them off.

“Catch,” Derek threw you your jacket as you frowned.

“Come with me.”

---

“Derek, I swear we're going in circles,” you said, running your fingers through your hair as you followed behind Derek.

“We’re not. Just follow me, okay?” he motioned for you to hurry up as you rolled your eyes.

“Okay, what are we doing here?” you looked around, seeing the top of Beacon Hills Preserve, which gave you a view of the whole city.

“I thought we could both use a break,” he shrugged, wrapping his arms around your waist as he stood behind you.

“This is…” you looked around with a soft smile on your face.

“This is your favorite place in the whole city. I know,” he replied.

You kissed him gently, wrapping your arms around his neck as he held you tightly.

“Come on, let’s just lay here for a bit,” he said softly, leaning his forehead against yours.

“That's your code word for sex, isn't it?” you raised an eyebrow as you smiled softly.

He nodded cheekily as you wrapped your legs around his waist, pressing your lips against him softly.

---

You heard your phone ringing as you groaned softly, opening your eyes. You felt Derek shuffle, turning to face you. 

“Gonna get that?” he asked you.

“It’s probably not that important,” you shook your head, laying your head on Derek’s chest as you exhaled softly.

The two of you laid on the blanket, holding onto each other. You felt a slight breeze, not particularly surprised, seeing as the two of you were outdoors anyway.

You heard your phone ring again as you rolled your eyes.

“Just pick it up,” he said.

“Fine,” you groaned, sitting up as you looked at your phone, seeing a call from an unknown number.

“It’s probably spam,” you sighed.

“That's the second time they called, it’s probably not,” Derek replied.

“Hello?” you answered the phone.

“(Y/N)? This is Agent McCall,” you tensed up as you gave Derek a look.

“Agent McCall, to what do I owe this pleasure,” you said sarcastically.

“Come to the sheriff’s station. Now,” he said.

“Fine, I’m on my way,” you said.

You hung up the phone, turning to Derek. You stood up, running your fingers through your hair as you bit your lip.

“What does he want?” Derek asked.

“I have no idea,” you shook your head.

“Well, then let’s go,” he stood up, holding your hand.

---

“Agent McCall. Where’s Sheriff Stilinski?” you asked, looking around cautiously.

“Didn't you hear? He’s under investigation,” he shrugged.

“What? That's insane. He hasn't done anything wrong,” you spat, clenching your fist.

He motioned to two deputies behind you, as they grabbed you, putting handcuffs on your wrists.

“What the hell?!” you yelled, pulling away from them.

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N), you’re under arrest,” he said.

“I haven't done anything!” you yelled.

“We found a body in the woods…”

---

He doesn't have any proof

You tried to convince yourself. It was you. You knew it was you. You killed your dad, and now you had to suffer the consequences.

You sat alone in the interrogation room, looking up at the two-way mirror. They were all watching you, you knew it. 

You heard the door open as you continued looking down, feeling your eyes water slightly.

“You don't look too broken up, finding out your father is dead,” Agent McCall took a seat in front of you.

“We never got along to begin with,” you shook your head.

“When was the last time you spoke to your father,” he asked.

“A few months ago,” you said.

“And what happened?” he asked.

“He came to my apartment. He followed me, and he tried to apologize for…” your voice drifted off as you took a deep breath.

“For what?” he asked.

“For abandoning me and my mom. T-This is ridiculous. You don’t have any proof or anything, you just want me behind bars,” you scoffed, crossing your arms.

“Your dad was found in Beacon Hills, 500 miles away from his home and his family,” you felt your heart stop, feeling yourself burning as you shook your head.

“W-What are you talking about?” you clenched your jaw.

“His wife, his kids. His home and his family,” he said.

You bit your lip, holding in your cries.

“Why did you kill him? Were you jealous? Were you mad? Did you want him to suffer?” Agent McCall began to bombard you with questions as you continued looking down, holding in your cries as your vision blurred from your tears.

“That’s enough,” you looked up to see Noah standing at the doorway.

“Stilinski, you can't be here-” Agent McCall started, standing up as Noah interrupted him.

“Actually, I’m still the sheriff. So yes, I can be here. (Y/N) is innocent. He was killed by Jeniffer Blake, who was responsible for 8 other murders in Beacon Hills. She died. (Y/N) is innocent, and she’s free to go,” Sheriff Stilinski walked to you as Rafael stayed quiet, before handing the keys to your handcuffs to Sheriff Stilinski.

“Come on, kiddo. Let’s get you out of here,” he undid your cuffs, holding your arm as he led out of the station, as you kept your head down.

---

“Chris? Chris,” you knocked on Argent’s door frantically, holding in your cries.

“(Y/N)? What happened? What's going on?” he immediately asked, opening the door as he frowned, looking at you cautiously.

You ran to him, burying yourself in his arms as you held onto him tightly, crying softly as your tears streamed down your face.

“A-Are you hurt?” he said frantically, scanning your body for injuries.

You shook your head, holding in your cries as you bit your lip.

“I should've… I-I should've told you before,” you began, taking deep breaths as he walked you to his office, sitting you down next to him.

“I…”

---

“He had a second family?” Chris questioned.

You nodded softly as you continued to slow your breathing.

“He had kids, he got remarried,” you sniffled, burying your head into your lap.

Chris pulled you slightly, leaning you onto him as he caressed your arm softly, calming you down.

“He got what he wanted. Perfect family, a kid who isn't a freak,” you closed your eyes as you felt a tear stream down your cheek.

“You’re not a freak, kid. You have to stop talking about yourself in such a demeaning way. You’re amazing, you’re smart, you’re not a freak,” Chris said, frowning softly.

You sat there quietly before speaking again.

“Do you think my parents would’ve been happy with each other if I wasn't born?” you whispered softly.

“(Y/N),” he started.

“They’re both dead because of me. They would’ve been happy with each other if it wasn't for me,” you held back more tears as you continued holding onto Chris.

“One of the main reasons they fought was because my dad didn't want a home life and he didn't want to be tied down,” you sniffled.

“That’s not true. Your parents had a long list of problems, dating back to long before you were even an idea. You cannot possibly put their problems on you,” he was interrupted by his phone ringing, getting a call.

He tensed slightly, looking at it.

“What is it?” you asked.

“Nothing, look. I have to head out for some time, just stay here, okay? We’re finishing this conversation when I get back. Don’t leave,” he jumped up, grabbing his jacket, and a gun.

“What… do you need backup?” you asked.

“No, I’ll see you in a bit,” before you could say anything else, he was out the door.

---

You paced around the house nervously, biting your nail as you checked the time once more. You could see the sun rising faintly, and you Chris still hadn't come back. You didn't even see Allison, which was unusual.

You had forgotten about telling Derek that you were at Chris’ house, having left your phone at the sheriff’s station. You just wanted to get out of there, not caring about what you left behind.

You heard the front door open as you looked up, walking towards it cautiously.

“Chris,” you started.

He pushed the door open, leaning against the doorway as he dropped his gun to the floor, bleeding from his side as you tensed up. 

You immediately ran to him, pressing down on his wound as he struggled to breathe, trying to speak to you.

“W-What happened?” you said, holding him as you put his arm around your shoulder.

Before he could reply, you felt his body go limp, falling over to the side as you sat down, holding him up in your arms.

“Chris? Chris?”

[princeescaluswords]

Peter Hale and Kate Argent are such obvious mirrors of each other. Younger siblings of the respective heads of their families, selfish, refusing to take responsibility. So when stans trout out "LEFT HAND!!!" it's funny they don't extend that to Kate (we know why, cuz Left Hand exists to excuse + glorify the actions of Peter). Was her burning the entire Hale Family not a clever idea to prevent any future "animal attacks"? To be clear, this isn't me calling for a defense squad for Kate, but merely an examination of fandom choices. Because if nothing is black-and-white, shouldn't we examine Kate's actions the same way? Yet, that's not what fanfiction does. Left Hand Peter is "gray" but unquestionably the "better" of vile, evil Kate. What is different about Kate burning innocents including children and Peter killing innocent people?

Of course, that was the point. Peter and Kate are the same. Privileged, selfish murderers. Let's look at all the points they had in common, shall we?

Similar Body Counts: Kate killed nine people in the Hale Fire pre-canon and maybe two to three FBI agents in Broken Glass (6x19). Peter killed eight people in season 1, Jennifer in Lunar Ellipse (3x12) and the Mute in The Benefactor (4x04). These are people they intended to kill with no possible excuse of self-defense. I'm not going to even touch indirect deaths and self-defense killings for which they are responsible.

Similar "justifications": Kate said she performed her murders because she was ordered to do so in order to fulfill her family's purpose, a purpose that stretched all the way back to La Bête du Gévaudan. Peter said he was avenging his family and personal slights against him.

Similar hidden motivations: Kate admitted that she enjoyed killing to Allison, although Allison didn't recognize it at the point: "You don't have to be psychotic to be a killer. You just - need a reason. And even then, sometimes - You can surprise yourself." in Wolf's Bane (1x09). And Peter admitted to Kate his own motivations for his misbehavior in Orphaned (4x06): "You know, I used to get angry. As a kid, I would even break my own toys in little fits of rage. And then I asked myself, 'Why break your own toys when you can break someone else's?'"

Similarly willing to use children as proxies: Kate used Derek to destroy his family. Peter tried to use Scott to murder the Argents, used Lydia for multiple reasons, used Stiles to find Derek, and tried to use Malia to kill Kate and Scott, and Liam to kill Scott.

Similarly manipulated people into escaping death: Peter used Lydia and Derek to bring himself back from the dead; Kate caused havoc in the Calavera compound.

Both blamed Scott McCall for not being willing to serve their needs. That's a given.

In the end, they are absolutely the same type of person. Rich, ruthless degenerates who used their families' prestige and purpose to their own ends with no greater goal except satisfying their immediate and vulgar needs. It was part of the story that Scott McCall rejected -- a cycle of violence between werewolves and werewolf hunters that started centuries ago and perpetuated itself.

The audience -- the fandom -- missed this parallel so hard that the show really felt it had to bring both of them back for the final episode. Peter should have died or spent the rest of his life in jail, but hey fandom sometimes has to get what it wants.

[poisonintopositivity]

(My Very Own) Top 20 Sterek Fics

Here is my very own Top 20 Sterek Fics (out of order)

For me, these fanfictions are a “MUST READ NOW!!!” kind of deal. These authors have so much talent, it’s incredible. These stories are just marvelous and deserve LOVE ! So, I decided to share them with you.

I’ve read most of these fics several times and some of them are even my bedside table books (with Harry Potter and the Prisonner of Azcaban and Jane Eyre)

So here we go!

1:  Enemy Lines by @qhuinn -  150k - Explicit - Dystopia - Enemies to friends to lovers - Action/adventure

This is the story of werewolf Derek Hale and human Stiles Stilinski: two people who grew up in the same town but completely different worlds, their realities split by the war between men and wolves.

Years later when Derek returns to Beacon Hills, he does it as Alpha of a military pack on a mission to capture those responsible for the region’s resistance. With his main objective, Sheriff Stilinski, out of sight, he settles for the next best thing: his son, Stiles.

Neither of them suspects they’ll need to trust each other if they want to make it out this alive.

2:  Actions Speak Louder than Words by @isthatbloodonhisshirt - 435k - Explicit - The BEST and slowest burn there is - Spark Stiles/Mute Derek - Friends to Lovers

“I apologize.” The cop finally looked back up at his face, seeming thrilled. “It’s just—it’s been so long. And we finally have you.”

That was a bad word. Not found.

Have.

Stiles wrenched his hand free and took a step back, but before he could even think up a gameplan, he felt a prick in his neck and jerked away, reaching up to slap one hand against it and twisting in the same moment.

One of the others had come up behind him while he hadn’t been paying attention, and his vision began to swim even as his eyes caught sight of the half-empty syringe the guy was holding.

3: Radio Tower by @hyperlittlenori - 130k - Explicit - Dystopia - Hope - Slow Burn/Build 

Everything was different. The world he knew was gone. It’d been a long time since he’d started thinking he was probably one of the last humans on earth, that out there the only sentient beings were those that would devour him whole. He wasn’t sure why he continued with the radio broadcasts, continued to talk into nothingness. The only explanation was that there was a spark of hope in him yet that he wasn’t alone. The lonely safety Stiles has built around an old radio tower in the middle of nowhere is about to be broken. Stiles isn’t sure if Derek is a harbinger of chaos or hope at the end of the world. 

4:  The Hollow Moon by @thepsychicclam - 180k - Explicit - Fix-It - Memory Loss - Slow Burn/Build

It's the summer after Stiles' first year of college, and he's working a crappy job and dealing with nightmares and anxiety - but he's okay, he swears. He makes it through most days without too much trouble. Then, a certain werewolf comes back into town. Which Stiles doesn't care about, nope, not at all.

After two and a half years, Derek returns to Beacon Hills with his small Pack. Though he tried to move on, something just kept drawing him back to Beacon Hills, he's just not sure what. Now, he figures he can start building something like a life - but he keeps getting distracted by Stiles Stilinski of all people.

5 :  Amor Fati by @alocalband  - 43k - Explicit - Consent is sexy - First Time - Fluff & Angst

When Stiles gets thrown into the bank vault about twenty minutes after him, Derek isn’t even surprised.As it turns out, neither is Stiles.

6 :  (not so) Pure Imagination by theroguesgambit - 33k - Explicit - Shared fantasies - Angst with a happy ending - hotdamn! 

"There is a world where whenever someone fantasizes about you, you can physically feel it, but you have no idea who is thinking it about you."

Stiles knows it's wrong, but he's been Fantasizing about Derek and he can't bring himself to stop. Derek doesn't know who's taken an interest in him, but he's enjoying it way more than he probably should.

7: What I Did On My Summer Vacation by grimm - 119k - Explicit - Wolf!Derek - Slow Burn/Build - Friends to Lovers

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.

8:  Stand Fast in Your Enchantments by @devildoll - 77k - Explicit - Captivity - Feral!Derek - Angst with a happy ending

"Stiles knew damn well what a pissed-off wolf sounded like, and every hair on the back of his neck was telling him that somewhere in this room was a very pissed-off werewolf." An AU in which Derek is feral, Stiles is magical, and they eat a lot of fast food.

9 :  What Fresh Twilight Bullshit Is This? by @isthatbloodonhisshirt - 196k - Explicit - Soulmate - Slow Burn - Misunderstandings 

“I am not Bella!” he insisted, shaking his fist angrily at Jackson, as if he’d been the one to suggest he was. “I am not Bella! I am, like, a Jacob, at least!”

Lydia made a noise of debate from his right and he whipped around to look at her.

“What?! What was that sound?!”

“You’re more of a Mike,” she insisted, shrugging neatly and flipping some curls over her shoulder.

“Wha—” Stiles had never been so offended in his life! “I am not! No way! I am a solid Jacob!”

“Mike,” she argued.

“Who’s Mike?” Scott asked.

“Shut up, Scott!” Stiles insisted, pointing a finger at him but still glaring at Lydia.

10 :  taste your beating heart by @cinematicnomad​ - 112k - Mature - Pack Dynamics - Slow Burn/Build - Stilinski Family Feels

Something was wrong in Beacon Hills. Derek was halfway across the country when he felt a call to return to his hometown, and somehow Stiles had been talked into letting the werewolf stay in his guest bedroom. This could lead to nothing good.

11 :  between the click of the light and the start of the dream by @thepsychicclam 105k - Explicit - Pack Dynamics - Getting Togheter - Fluff & Angst

A twig snaps, and then Stiles hears breathing and the rustle of leaves. He strains to get a better glimpse into the darkness, but it’s pointless. There’s nothing but a black void.

It's Stiles' senior year, and he's trying to concentrate on normal things - like the lacrosse championship, spring break, prom, graduation (and definitely not Derek) - when he starts having nightmares and waking up in the middle of nowhere. Oh yeah, and he's being haunted by a hag. Great.

12:  And You Say You're Alone by taelynhawker - 30k - Explicit - Pack Dynamincs - Bad Friend Scott - Romance

Between the kanima, the Argents, and Peter's untimely return from the dead, everything has fallen apart. Stiles and Derek try to put their lives back together once the crisis has passed. Stiles deals with the aftermath of being tortured, and the distance growing between he and Scott. Derek attempts to become a stronger alpha and keep his pack safe, and that includes Stiles.

13:  Trust Fall by Stoney - 144k - Explicit - Body Swap - Hurt/Confort - Slow Burn/Build

Stiles is fairly certain that a case could be made for every bad thing in his life coming back to Peter Hale. This time it's pissing off a powerful witch, who retaliated by swapping Stiles and Derek a la Freaky Friday, because sure. That makes sense. Um, there are GPAs on the line, not to mention the whole thing where his dad wants to shoot Derek on sight. Except who he sees as Derek is actually Stiles, and Stiles did not sign up for filicide.

Great. Wait...does this mean he's the Alpha until they figure this out? Holy. Shit.

****

Derek had stood in front of the bathroom mirror for a few minutes trying to control the panic as he saw himself as Stiles. As the loud mouthed human friend of the pack. He was going to kill Peter. He was going to kill the witch, then he was going to kill Peter. Maybe even resurrect him again just to kill him all over.

They were going to have to play this cool. They would have to stay calm and focused. Which is of course why the universe threw him into this situation with someone who physically couldn't be calm and focused.

Of course.

14:  Gravity's Got Nothing on You by @zosofi - 84k - Explicit - Fake/Pretend Boyfriends - Humor - Romance

“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.

15:  Every Step You Take by @nokomiss - 49k - Mature - Magic - UST - Secret Feelings

Stiles accidentally ends up magically bound to Derek. It’s super.

16:  Baking My Way Into Your Heart by theSilence - 179k - Mature - College AU/Coffee Shop AU - Slow Burn/Build - Friends to Lovers

Derek is an uptight college student, all work and no play. His carefully scheduled life is thrown kilter when his regular barista is replaced with someone new.

17:  Windows by @drgrlfriend - 83k - Explicit - Blind!Stiles - Friends to Lovers - Found Families 

Derek has a new neighbor who won't stop looking.

Excerpt:

“You’re blind,” Derek said flatly, the anger draining from him so suddenly he felt almost woozy. His vision cleared, his claws sliding back into blunt fingernails.

“Thanks for the memo, genius,” the kid said acidly. “I can still fucking defend myself, so don’t take another damn step.”

“Fuck, I...I’m sorry,” Derek stuttered.

“What?!” The kid’s brow crinkled. “I mean — what?! You’re fucking sorry!?” His lips thinned into a harsh line. “What, is this some kinda Hallmark movie where you’re discovering the error of your ways because you don’t want to rob a blind person?! That’s fucking condescending, man. I’ll have you know that —”

“Just, wait.” Derek interrupted what was apparently the start of a convincing argument as to why he should rob the kid after all, feeling his head start to spin. “This is — it’s a misunderstanding. I’m — I’m not robbing you. You’re — you’re safe, okay? I’m taking three steps back. Just — just let me explain.”

“Explain why you came busting into my apartment? Yeah, go right ahead, man, I can’t wait to hear this epic tale.”

18 :  Just to See You Again by MellytheHun (@loserchildhotpants​) - 15k - Explicit - Love Letters - Getting Together - College AU 

A sterek college!AU where writing student Stiles specializes in love letters, runs a blog about it and can be commissioned to write love letters on behalf of lovers who are at a loss for words.

He makes some cash, he’s good at what he does (especially when he gets to be a little more explicit in his letters), it pays for his textbooks and that’s all he’s really looking for and life is fine. That is, until someone anonymously commissions him to write a love letter to mathematics student, Derek Hale.

19:  Chasing Slumber by @hyperlittlenori - 21k - Explicit - Post-Nogitsune - Porn With Feelings - Fix it

Stiles finds solitude and a glimpse at recovering from his ordeal with the Nogitsune in a dingy motel far from Beacon Hills. Inhuman blue eyes follow his silent struggles in the darkness of the room and he can no longer pretend to sleep, pretend he hasn’t been profoundly changed by all that has happened. He can only let his fingers stretch out across threadbare but clean sheets and clench around them, in a failed attempt at not reaching for Derek.

20 :  the thread is ripping by @thepsychicclam - 36k - Explicit - Pinning - Angst with a happy ending - Flashbacks

Stiles is 27 now, with a master’s degree and a career and a house and a serious boyfriend and a life in San Francisco that doesn't include Derek. But then Stiles unexpectedly shows back up in Beacon Hills, and Derek would recognize that scent anywhere.

If you are interested, feel free to check out my Sterek Fic Recs Collections on A03.

On this lovely note, happy reading guys!