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Saturday Sterek Fic Haul vol 7 & 8 (tumblr edition: 105 fics)

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hot damn i might have a problem but i love you guys, so here have hella fics

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werewolvesandarrows:

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lena221b:

#okay so you KNOW where i’m looking #and can i just SAY #IMAGINE THE SMELL #(i’m gonna mash up every trope known to man here but just go with me) #SO #first son stiles at the fancy summer internship his daddy got him #and like omegas usually take off work for a few days before their heats start #but of course stiles is freaking stubborn #and he has all these newfangled ideas about omega rights or some shit #so he keeps showing up to work until the LITERAL day before #because he doesn’t think he should have to hide a NORMAL BIOLOGICAL PROCESS #like ‘i’m an omega it’s not like it’s a fucking SECRET that i have heats’ #‘i’m
not gonna hide myself away just so that the poor helpless alphas don’t
have to think about the fact that i have a CUNT OKAY’ #so not only does he come to work #he fucking spreads his legs so obscenely wide #that everyone in the fucking building can smell how RIPE he is #but no one is allowed to even LOOK at him wrong #because cmon the fucking kid is literally the most heavily guarded 19 year old in the country #so everyone just has to dig their claws into their palms and BEAR IT #(but the poor janitors have the worst deal out of anyone #they have to clean all the spunk out of the bathrooms all week) (via @clarz)

#derek is probably his supervisor#and an alpha#OH WAIT#yes derek is his supervisor AND an alpha AND the son of the CFO#so like stiles isn’t the only privileged brat in the room#and of course they clash at first#because Derek is SERIOUS#and Stiles just ASSUMES that Derek’s going to live up to all the alpha stereotypes#he’s big and handsome and MANLY#so he’d def an asshole too#(he’s really not)#(and it pisses him off that stiles just thinks these horrible things about him)#(which of course makes him act mean)#(which affirms stiles’ assumptions)#(it’s a vicious circle)#AND THEN STILES IS COMING INTO HEAT#and he smells SO FUCKING GOOD#and maybe derek’s never been with an omega#he thought Paige was his mate and they were /waiting/ for her forst heat#*first#and then she passed away#and he’s been kind meh about it ever since#(virgin derek idk that’s a kink of mine we can go either way here)#but fuck if he doesn’t want to fuck Stiles’ brains out#and that was BEFORE he smelled like everything derek’s ever wanted#CUE THE ANGST#where derek thinks stiles would never want HIM#that stiles will spend his heat with his /friend/ Scott#an alpha with his scent all over stiles#that maybe Derek isn’t good enough (via @werewolvesandarrows)

okay my tags didn’t all post because I had too many!! It continued like this:

Stiles spends that first heat alone, with his toys, panting out Derek’s name as he fucks himself. So he KNOWS he needs to ask him the next time, but like… it’s Stiles, he can’t just go up to him, Derek might not even like him?

CUE shenanigans, with Stiles being awkward and obnoxious and spending WAY too much time trying to escape his bodyguards (who are totally Allison, Kira and Malia okay) and like, trying to get Derek to notice him. Derek noticed him. Derek notices everything. EVERYTHING). And like, Erica or Laura or Lydia probably tries to meddle, and Boys hears way to much about this whole situation and he just hates his life.

EVENTUALLY Derek and Stiles ~randomly~ end up at the same bar (it is so not random) and you know, one thing leads to another and Stiles is on his knees, blowing Derek in the bathroom, causing a scene probably because that’s how he rolls. And he convinces Derek to go home with him, to the apartment his Dad let’s him stay in. And it’s a little bit awk because Kira and Scott AND Allison live with him (SECRET SERVICE AGENT POLYAMORY FUCK YEAH)(SCOTTS TOTALLY THE PRESIDENTS PERSONAL SS AGENT). But once Derek gets his hands on Stiles’ skin they kind of forget that anyone else exists, and they have really hot, really loud, non-heat sex. 

and live happily ever after the end

(also for Stiles’ next heat they probably go to Derek’s house… there’s sound proof walls. Kira and Allison and Malia are eternally grateful)

Imagine Stiles waking up in the night to find Derek having a nightmare and he doesn’t wakes Derek but finds ways to reassure Derek he’s safe making his dreams turn into good ones (either singing, whispering, petting his hair or a magical way). Imagine Derek finding out about this later when their lives aren’t in constant danger anymore !!!!!!

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*clutches heart* Oh god, okay. Imagine this, my friend

The first time it happens, it’s after a night of research and both of them fell asleep somewhere along the way. It’s the small, barely audible whimpers and the moving around that wakes Stiles up. He sits up on the couch and looks over at where Derek fell asleep on the bed. Where Derek is shifting around and whimpering quietly, obviously having a nightmare

Stiles doesn’t even think when he stands up and walks over, and he does what his mom used to do to him when he was having bad dreams as a kid. He carefully lays down behind Derek, wraps an arm around his middle in a comforting and protective hold, and he combs his fingers through Derek’s surprisingly soft hair with his one hand and holding Derek’s with his other, hushing him softly

Derek doesn’t really calm down, so Stiles starts whispering things to him, things like “you’re okay” and “I got you” and “Not going anywhere, Derek, I promise,” and that seems to work so he continues and eventually Derek calms down. Stiles stays put for at least half an hour before he carefully leaves the bed and goes back to the couch for more sleep. Because it would be awkward if Derek woke up and Stiles was spooning him. Right?

When Stiles wakes up the next morning, he’s practically upside down on the couch, the blanket he used barely on him, and there’s a plate of breakfast on the table in front of him. Derek is sitting a bit from him, back at the research and with an empty plate of breakfast of his own by his side

After a few more nights like that over a few weeks, there’s suddenly a lot more research to do even though evil in Beacon Hills has become a rarity (because maybe Derek realized that he sleeps better after spending the day with Stiles, and research is the only excuse he can come up with) and Stiles ends up practically living at the loft, helping Derek through nightmares at night

And then one night Derek wakes up in the middle of a particularly bad nightmare to find Stiles running his fingers through his hair, spooning him, but he’s way too freaked out to care about that and just rolls over, buries his face in Stiles’ neck and breathes in. Because Stiles smells like safety and comfort, smells like home

When his heartbeat isn’t loud in his ears and he’s calmed down though, he pulls back and looks at Stiles. Just looks at him. And Stiles, embarrassed and panicked, pulls his hands back, laughs nervously, and says “Ahhah um, you were having a nightmare. I was just- I was just comforting you.” And Derek just continues to stare at him, surprised because no one has comforted him like Stiles has since his mom

Stiles takes Derek’s silence as anger, so he nods and moves to get away, removing his hands from Derek’s hair and hand. “I’ll just, uh, leave you alone,” he says but Derek grabs him and tells him to stay. So they cuddle and it’s awkward at first, Stiles’ heart pounding hard in his chest, but after Derek whispers “Thank you” just before falling asleep again, this time on Stiles’ chest, Stiles calms down a little and lets himself fall asleep too, arms around Derek

Derek stops using the research excuse and just straight up asks Stiles if he wants to come and stay the night. Stiles, of course, says yes every time because he’s all for cuddling with Derek. And maybe after a few times of nightly cuddles, Derek rolls over one night and kisses Stiles, Stiles kissing back immediately

And comforting cuddles turn to naked cuddling/spooning with the occasional inappropriate touches, and neither of them have ever slept better than when they’re in each other’s arms

ladydrace:

pale-silver-comb:

CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT HOW 

Derek is so touch starved and Stiles is so scared of touching people after the nogitsune.

And how the first time one of them just holds the other one and they can’t quite fathom why. 

How Derek is on his bed, maybe reading, and Stiles comes over and just starts spooning him and Derek tenses because “does Stiles think something is wrong? Why is he holding him?”

And Stiles freaks out because he thinks Derek is tensing because of him and he jumps out of bed just “sorry sorry sorry, I’ll go”.

And Derek is so confused, running out after him and it takes everything in him to say, “wait, don’t go” because Derek doesn’t know what he’s done, but he knows he wants Stiles to touch him so bad, just to hold him and love him and-

And there is a lot of staring, silent eyebrow communication and hand gestures, before Stiles realises Derek was confused, not repulsed. Not repulsed. 

Maybe there is a kiss, one that says I love you, but I’m too scared to tell you.

And after they just make a point of holding each other and whispering “just because” when they do.

And it becomes their thing, just because you matter to me.  

YES, WE CAN IN FACT TALK ABOUT THIS

AT LENGTH

See, wolves are tactile. They just are, even the least tactile wolf will still be more cuddly than your average human, it’s just the pack instinct.

But Derek has gone without touch for so long it just became habit. Like a chronic pain that can on occasion be medicated in various ways, but is always just an unpleasant ache in the background. And thanks to Derek Hale’s fucking truckloads of issues, he can’t see any way to change it.

And then there’s Stiles. Who’s being so careful with his touches. Before the nogitsune mostly because Derek was so tense and prone to lashing out, and after because… well because. They don’t talk about it.

So when they touch they always have a reason. Stop. Wait. You’re bleeding. You’re being a dick. Let me help you.

And they’re kind of a thing. They both know they are, but it hasn’t gone anywhere yet, because Stiles sees Derek’s truckload of issues and raises him a fucking convoy. So yeah, there’s something there. But they’re both just so afraid.

But maybe Stiles is tired. So fucking tired. And Derek looks extra open and calm and snuggle-able there on the bed, and for one brief moment of insanity, Stiles gets the thought that

“We could have this.”

And then he jumps in with both feet, because it’s the only way he knows how.

That first touch fills Derek with worry, because it has zero reason not to. But there’s a second or two, where Stiles is just settling in, settling down, and Derek gets to remember, just for a moment, how it feels to not ache everywhere, how to breathe again, but before he even consciously realizes it Stiles is jumping away, and Derek can’t not follow him, drawn after him as if on a string, because his whole body wants him back, every fiber reaching out for him. 

But his mind barely knows, and everything is a mess, and they’re both so confused, and yet… they muddle through. Manage to put words to what they’re feeling, even though it feels like doing an obstacle course backwards while blindfolded. 

They get there, though. Derek’s slow and unsure “I… need you. To stay.” followed by Stiles’ “Okay. I think I might need to… you know, stay. Too.”

And that first kiss is so hesitant, but no less intense for it. And it takes time, so much time, before they get to a point were touching is casual and expected, but it’s worth it, so very much worth it. 

I’m having the worst day. Talk Hale pack (Stiles including let’s not kid ourselves) to me, puh-leaaaase

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eeyore9990:

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ohhhh gosssh baby *wraps you in five blankets and gives you hot cocoa*

okay let’s talk about the hale pack, gather ‘round children, auntie rita is gonna tell you a tale

a tale of that one time stiles thought he wasn’t pack and was metaphorically slapped upside the head for it

just imagine it, maybe the entire pack agrees that stiles should stay behind just before they go pow-wow with the big bad of the week so stiles obviously thinks I’M NOT PACK AND THEY DON’T TRUST ME and of course he has to run after them to prove that he is capable of helping that it’s not fair to keep him out of the loop

and of course he gets there in time to save someone from certain death and is all like SEEEEEEE I CAN DO THINGS TOO!!! and of course he probably got mildly hurt saving them

let’s say it’s erica because sterica brotp is honestly my life.

and let’s say after she heals and sees stiles is hurt she freaks the fuck out like WHAT THE FUCK STILINSKI WE TOLD YOU TO STAY BEHIND YOU’RE HURT LOOK AT THIS

and stiles is just about to get offended because HEY he saved her a little gratitude would go over well

but erica just hugs him too tight and drags him away from the battlefield, checking him over for injuries and whining when she finds them.

the pack all gets in their cars, derek highjacks stiles and drives him back to the house (the fully restored house mind you) and hushers stiles inside and then somehow stiles finds himself sitting on the counter with boyd expertly tending to his injuries because erica is over here listing off horrible things she has seen since her mom is an EMT and sometimes she had to wait for her in the emergency bay of the hospital

and isaac is over there agressively cooking dinner and derek is just pacing back and forward agressively huffing and puffing and sometimes stopping to GLARE at stiles

and then stiles says it

“i don’t understand why you’re so upset, i’m not even pack”

and everyone just stops and gasps DRAMATICALLY. well erica gasps dramatically, boyd just kinda looks at stiles like he’s stupid, isaac stops cooking and just looks around like a lost puppy and derek just glares even harder

says “OF COURSE YOU’RE PACK YOU IDIOT WHY DO YOU THINK WE WERE ALL WORRIED ABOUT YOU GETTING HURT???”

and stiles is all like !!!!!!!!!!!!!! maybe he even gets a little emotional and is all like awwww u guyz i love you too

cue all the betas rubbing themselves all over stiles and pretending they’re not doing it and derek just agressively starts gripping the back of stiles’ hand

and okay just sit with me just think how good this will make stiles feel, having a pack, having people who care about him and weren’t pushed into interacting with him by scott. people who want to protect him and people he can protect and obsessively fuss all over

just think how glorious it will be, how he’ll stand a little taller how hell throw his all into it how he gets along with everyone and protects them with his LIFE

how they get to grow up together and grow their families together and just be happy

think about it. beautiful. i fucking love the hale pack.

Can we talk some more about Sterica BROTP? Because here’s the thing. If Stiles hadn’t gone, she would have been killed – “CERTAIN DEATH” – and the thing is, the wolves are very blase about that and Stiles is not okay with them being that way, especially after they go to such lengths to assure him that he’s pack and that him being hurt is NOT OKAY.

So maybe they sort of forget to tell him the next time they go face a big bad. And maybe this time it’s Isaac who gets hurt to the point of his injuries taking DAYS to recover from, and Stiles blows his lid.

‘YOU CAN’T TELL ME I’M PACK AND THEN KEEP ME FROM STUFF. IF I HAD BEEN THERE, HE WOULDN’T HAVE BEEN HURT THIS BADLY. PROBABLY. BECAUSE THERE WOULD HAVE BEEN SOMEONE WATCHING YOUR BACKS. BECAUSE I’M ALWAYS SO LATE TO THE PARTY THAT ALL I CAN SEE IS YOUR BACKS.“

And then maybe he goes into a rant about all the times him being there saved someone, most recently Erica and…

And the pack is like, “But you’re human, we’re not. We heal.”

And Stiles screams, “Hey asshole, guess what? I ALSO HEAL. I just do it a little slower. Do you think this *gestures at Isaac* is okay?! Because it’s NOT. This is not okay. Do you think it doesn’t KILL ME everytime one of you limps home, holding your arm barely attached to your body, or broken bones poking out of your skin or WHATEVER THE FUCK INJURY YOU GOT THIS TIME?! Because, news flash, it fucking DESTROYS MY SOUL to see you guys hurting.”

And okay, I don’t know how they resolve it because the puppies are gonna always be so very overprotective of their human boy, always, so I don’t know. But I think it’s important for Stiles to also let them know how much they mean to him.

Because they do. They are his pack, his found family, and he will defend them as stringently as he does his dad and Scott.

Um.

@eeyore9990 you beautiful, beautiful human being of wonder.

i will tell you how they solve it because this is what i love, just give me stiles goint pta mom hell who secretely knows krav maga on everyone’s asses

stiles making use of his spark, stiles learning magic, stiles absolutely fucking wrecking it at offense spells and getting tattoos to give him power

stiles who tries to be diplomatic because going to war means his pack getting hurt even just a little bit adn he HATES IT. HE HATES IT SO FUCKING MUCH

stiles becoming super badass emissary of the hale pack and he doesn’t test his powers on a grand scale not really

but maybe one day he has to. maybe one day most of the pack is down and the situation is looking DIRE and he arrived late, again because they didn’t tell him about it again

so just picture this.

stiles getting there and his pack is down, hurt, blood soaked and still trying to get him out of there

and the bad guys look at stiles and kinda laugh because what is this little punkass kid gonna do huh?

this little punkass kid is gonNA FUCKING WRECK YOUR COLLECTIVE ASSES

just picture it, stiles’ skin crackling with magic, we can even go all out to thunder striking in the distance, maybe his eyes go all white (shhh it’s a thing for me shhhhh) and in ten minutes flat all the bad guys are on the ground whimpering as stiles leaves a trail of destruction behind him, being completely merciless because its not like they showed mercy when they were hurting his pack right

then he goes around to heal the pack and fuss over them and the pack just looks at him with new eyes and accepts that he’s fucking badass as hell

after that everyone has way more respect for stiles and they keep holding him back from battles but now it’s because he’s their secret weapon

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@eeyore9990

Okay I’m biting.

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Erica blinks exactly eight times before turning her eyes away from Stiles and directing them at her alpha instead. There’s a part of her that already knows what she’ll see, but still, it exceeds all expectations. There’s both giddiness and dread because oh dear.

Derek has his mouth open. He’s not gaping, he’s trying to get words out, but he just… can’t. It’s not like he doesn’t know what to say, it’s more that he doesn’t know how to say everything that’s whirring through his head. So he eventually settles for an articulate, “how?”

Stiles is leaning over Boyd, his hand hovering about three inches above the werewolf’s abdomen, a white glow swirling from his palm. He doesn’t deign Derek with an answer because if Derek can’t tell him they’re out chasing the bad guys, then Stiles is going to be petty about it and not tell Derek how he figured out where they’d gone, or how he did the things he did.

When Stiles is done, he raises to his feet and pointedly looks at Derek. The white in his eyes finally making room again for the warm amber, and it’s absolutely mesmerising.

None of the pack members know just what to say. They’re awed, impressed, and maybe just this tiny bit intimidated.

“You just wiped out the entire coven,” Isaac says. His voice is tiny but his eyes are wide. He’s raised his arm in an aborted movement to reach for Stiles. But somehow Stiles seems so untouchable now.

“Three beta’s and an alpha, but we couldn’t even hurt them,” Erica shakes her head, a small smile tugging on her lips. “But you…”

“Yeah,” Boyd simply adds.

Most of the time, Stiles is immature. He makes horrible jokes and inappropriate innuendo’s. He’s hyperactive, never shuts up, and he sure as hell isn’t above gloating. Now is the perfect moment to gloat, yet he doesn’t. He merely grunts “y’all are ridiculous,” before turning around and heading back for his jeep.

Because well, he’s low-key pissed, okay. Once again the pack didn’t tell him where they were going. Heck, they didn’t even tell him they were going at all, and look at what happened. The witches had exploded Boyd’s guts from the inside, he was nearly dead when he got there. It’s ridiculous. His pack is so fucking ridiculous it’s not even funny anymore.

He twists his key around and his jeep revs loudly, but before he manages to drive off, the door to the passenger’s seat opens. Stiles doesn’t even have to turn his head to see it’s Derek, he can feel it in the air. That electricity, that buzz racing over his skin, setting his nerves on end.

“Thanks,” Derek says, which makes Stiles look at him.

“Did you just thank me?” He blows out a deep breath. “Fuck, sour wolf, you know gratitude makes me feel tingly all over.”

Stiles doesn’t have to be looking to know Derek is glaring at him, so he turns his eyes back on the road ahead and starts driving.

“Put your seatbelt on,” he says.

Derek rolls his eyes. “I’m a werewolf.”

“Yes, you are. And werewolves get hurt too so put your fucking seatbelt on or I swear to God I’m playing ‘Baby Got Back’ on maximum volume and I’ll make up my own lyrics,” Stiles spits.

Derek shrugs like he doesn’t care, but does as Stiles says. “I don’t know all the words anyway.”

Stiles gasps. “Blasphemy!”

The atmosphere eases remarkably, yet it doesn’t settle entirely. There’s a lot to discuss, and they both know it.

“Stay over tonight,” Derek tells him.

Stiles looks at him, searching the older man’s eyes for an answer to a question that has been unspoken since the moment they first met. It’s a loaded subject, so he does what he does best. He jokes. “Wanna cuddle all night long, snuggle-buns? Wanna hold on tight?”

Derek meets his eyes almost in a challenge. “And never let go,” he says.

It’s night, so it’s dark. But if his blush would light up like his magic does, Stiles is sure he would illuminate half the planet. He quickly steels himself though, and pretends to be extremely focused on the road. “Sure, whatever you need, big man.”

It’s night, so it’s dark, and humans can’t see in the dark. But if they could, Stiles would’ve been able to see that Derek isn’t as composed as he sounds, and that Derek would be taking care of the rest of the world’s need for light without even trying.

@igotdamn i love you this is gorgeous

werewolfwagon:

Werewolf Wagon’s Top Ten Themed Fics is a monthly feature suggested by the lovely Juliana, where a list is made of the Top Ten Fics based on an specific theme previously chosen by us or suggested by a follower.

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This month’s theme? Fake/Pretend Relationships!

Fake/Pretend Relationships tag.

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Don’t Worry Baby by kalpurna (Rated E – 20,276)

“You know you’re allowed to ask for vanilla sex, right?” he says, afterwards. “We can do whatever you want. That’s kind of the point.”

Derek doesn’t respond.

Electricity In the Contact by ladyblahblah (Rated E – 27,067)

In which Derek has been invited to the Greater Pacific Northwest Alpha Symposium (that’s not what it’s called, Stiles, stop saying that), and showing up unattached would mean an arranged marriage. When the rest of the pack objects, he agrees to let Stiles come along to pose as his mate. Derek is reasonably sure that he’s not going to make it out of this weekend alive.

Gravity’s Got Nothing On You by zosofi (Rated E – 83,980 words)

“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.

Miner For Truth and Delusion by blacktofade (Rated E – 20,978)

Stiles stumbles across what he thinks is a cult in the preserve and ends up cursed so that everyone wants to get with him. It makes it harder for him to get things back to normal, but luckily there’s one person who’s unaffected.

My World Is Filled With Cheer And You by bleep0bleep (Rated T – 10,832)

In which Derek and his daughter are displaced just in time for the holidays, matched up with Stiles and his young son in a government protection program.

Not Your Disney Romance by tylerfucklin (Rated M – 42,065 words)

After a long-forgotten agreement of an arranged marriage between Derek and the daughter of another pack’s alpha resurfaces, Stiles takes it upon himself to become the most amazing fake fiancé that a clueless, desperate alpha werewolf could wish for.

Outlaw For My Love
by sullymygoodname (Rated T – 39,599)

The sheriff suspects something going on between Stiles and Derek. Stiles
is pretty adamant that that’s ridiculous (little does he know that
Derek might actually be interested). Meanwhile, there’s a new monster in
B-Hills, an old friend of the Stilinski family is back in town, and
Derek is becoming a responsible adult. No, really.

The Road to Self-Actualization Is Littered with F-Bombs by blue_fjords (Rated M – 24,811)

It’s Stiles’s final Spring Break of his college career, and he’s got plans to do a whole lot of nothing. But Derek has other plans for him, and before he knows it, Stiles is joining Derek to go undercover at a couples’ retreat in a bid to catch a ring of thieves. It’s the world’s most perfect plan! Nothing could possibly go wrong!

‘Till You Make It by standinginanicedress (Rated M – 46,088)

“I’m saying – let’s fake it.”

Derek blinks at him. Hard. Stiles never knew that someone could physically make a blink look hard, but there Derek goes, slamming his lids together like he’s fucking exercising them. “Fake it.”

“Pretend, dumbass,” he backhands Derek lightly on his upper arm. “Pretend like we’re doing as well as our parents want us to and then they’ll be off our backs, right?”

“We don’t have to pretend anything, Stiles,” Derek says evenly, in a tone that suggests he’d much rather be yelling. “We’re literallysoulmates.”

“That’s the beauty of it! It’s going to be so fucking easy. I can’t believe we never thought of this before,” he runs his hands through his hair and shakes his head in amazement, grinning from ear to ear. “Holy shit. I can’t believe I just solved all our problems for us, man.”

With Or Without You by KouriArashi (Rated T – 62,556 words)

Derek thinks that the mating rituals are overly romanticized bullshit, but claiming a mate and defending them from challengers is something werewolves do, and his pack can’t afford to appear weak after the fire. Especially not when Deucalion and his friends are in town for the rituals. Enter Stiles Stilinski, who offers to let Derek claim him so he won’t be overrun at the ceremonies. Nothing goes as expected.

Thunder & Lightning

ao3feed-sterek:

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2qOLb7r

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When Stiles comes it smells like thunder. It feels like lightning in his veins that makes his blood pump faster and thicker under his sweat slick skin. And then the scent turns sweet like taffy being turned over and over in a candy shop.

And yeah, Derek is a little addicted to getting a fix.

Words: 1509, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2qOLb7r

pantstomatch:

msdistress

said:
Prompt:
Stiles accidentally turns himself into a cat. He panics, tries to get to
Scott but ends up at Derek’s instead (traffic is scary, OK?). D takes
him in, Stiles is relieved until he realizes D has no idea of who he is,
he just took in a stray. So he does cat things, steals food, cuddles
with D at night, and mentally screams at D and Scott who are morons (and
freaking out b/c they can’t find him), until sb’s like: Why does the
cat still smell like Stiles even though he’s been missing a week?

So I kind of went in a different direction with this! And by “kind of” I mean HARRY POTTER AU:

The first time Stiles manages the change he’s so
excited he barely holds his Animagus form over a minute. He staggers with the
swiftness of stretching back into his limbs, braces his hands on the back of
his couch—and then whoops with glee and maybe dances around a little, but no
one’s there to prove it.

The second time he holds it for all of five minutes,
sniffs the air—mice, must, ash—grimaces at an involuntary lick over his paw,
before stumbling into human form again, breathless with exhilaration.

He can’t wait to tell McGonagall.

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He’s registered, of course.  Managed to do that well before he actually
mastered the art of meditation, which took an unsurprisingly long and arduous
time.

He likes to think his Animagus form was a point in
his favor when applying for the Transfigurations professor position at
Hogwarts, but he doesn’t actually know for sure. He does know that he used to bug the crap out of McGonagall when he
was a student there five years previous, so odds are it certainly didn’t
hurt—the fact that he can turn into a fluffy gray tom now at will.

It’s still possibly the coolest thing that’s ever
happened to him, barring the fact that he’s, you know, a Wizard. Arguably, cool
things happen to him every day.

The least
cool thing currently, though, is that Derek Hale has managed to hold onto the
cursed DADA position at Hogwarts for the better part of six years, and Stiles
still has nightmares of nearly getting eaten by the dude in seventh year—Stiles can be annoying, and Hale has a werewolf-sized temper that Stiles
seemed to test daily.

If the less than enthusiastic reaction he got at the
beginning of the year is any indication, he’s pretty sure Professor Hale still hates
him.

But now the holidays are upon them; most, if not
all, of his students are off at home for the break, and Stiles is enjoying some
downtime before the circus that is the Stilinski-McCall-Argent Christmas celebration
by being a cat.

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NECKZ ‘n’ THROATS masterpost

swingsetindecember:

my attempt to keep track of the wonderfulness that is NECKZ ‘n’ THROATS. 

the beginning of NECKZ ‘n’ THROATS

tumblr inspired fic

cover art

the magazine

fan art

ao3 inspired fic

the beginning of CUBS AND DENS

the beginning of MARKED

tumblr inspired fic 

fan art 

the beginning of MATED

ao3 inspired fic

let me know if i missed out on any tumblr fun