Sterek Fic Rec
Foiled by Gimmie | M | Mating Run AU. Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.
The run is mandatory for omegas, but Stiles isn’t going to let an alpha claim him. He just has to get through four annual runs without being caught, and he’ll be free to be his own omega for the rest of his life.
Genderless by Silkypaws (Mrs_Bored) | TauA | Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.
“…No way! Really?” His annoyance was soon forgotten; Stiles was too busy gaping at his best friend, with his eyes wide open.
Mc Call beamed and puffed out his chest, confirming the unspoken question: he had finally presented as an Alpha.
The Sheriff’s son was very happy for him. Very, very happy. The only problem was, he still hadn’t fucking presented as anything. He and Scott had bonded over being late bloomers and now…Stiles was one of the few genderless freaks in high school.
It was just perfect. Perfectly pathetic, since he also had a legendary crush on the hottest Alpha ever created: Derek Hale.
“So, you do like me though?”-“No, I hate you and I’ve spent a ton of time and money trying to make you happy for no reason at all.” Derek deadpans and Stiles can’t help it, he smiles blindingly at Derek and leans in, smashing their mouths together.
Stiles puts Operation Find Out If Derek Loves Me Before I Spill My Guts And Embarrass Myself into effect the next day. Scott tells him he’s ridiculous and the name is too long when he texts him about it, but Scott could barely talk to Allison for months when they first met so he’s in no place to judge. Sequel to We Grew A Little and Knew A Lot.
Omegas are weak. Stiles is an Omega, but Stiles has magic. Stiles is strong. Stiles is strong, so Alpha needs to be stronger. Strong Alpha, strong pups.
People talk about the alpha instinct, an alpha’s head being swayed by a nice-smelling omega, or the desire to drop everything and show off. Derek’s never felt any of that. He’s just not that kind of alpha. Then he meets Stiles.
Colors by LoveActually_rps | GA | Soulmates AU
When soulmates visit the same place on the same day, they can see color in the places where the other has been.
It allowed you a world full of color for one single day. A day.
The universe was cruel like that.
It gave soulmates a single day to find each other and seal the bond between them permanently or the color would vanish forever… and so would the bond.
“Stiles is in heat! Did you hear me?” Scott practically screamed, but it was too late. Somewhere in the panicked rush of Scott’s warning, Stiles had gotten to the door, yanking it open and then just standing there, letting the doorway frame him to maximum effect. “Hey, Derek,” Stiles murmured, voice sultry and dripping with pure sex.
“So?” Scott says. “So?” Stiles sputters, kicking his shoes into the corner and locking the front door behind him. He’d whipped out his phone the second he’d pulled up to the house, and miracle among miracles, Scott actually answered. Of course, he’s not so pleased about that now. “My dad thinks Derek and I are dating, Scott. Did you miss that part?” The asshole actually has the audacity to laugh. As if this is somehow hilarious to him. Worst best friend ever. “No, I didn’t.” - “This is not funny, Scott.” - “Yeah, it actually kind of is, though.”
He’s never noticed it before; it’s always just been second nature to him these days, does it out of habit, but it’s not until he stops to actually think about it that it becomes abundantly and embarrassingly clear to him that he is in love with Stiles and that they are practically dating without the actual dating part…
“So, I uh, managed to get myself pregnant.” - “You what?!” - “Got myself pregnant. Y’know, up the duff, knocked up, a bun in the oven, in a family way, eating for two, with child. I could go on Dad, really, stop me before I exhaust the list of pregnancy euphemisms. There’s still caught an 18 year STD, my eggo is preggo, building a person-“ - “Stiles.” - “Hosting a parasite, harboring a fugitive-“ (Just a weird mpreg fic with Derek and Stiles totally kinda dating without realizing it, and Stiles figuring out this whole having a baby thing.)
‘i didn’t want to tell my friend who my real date last night was so i just pointed at a random stranger (you) but now they’re storming over to interrogate you and you’re playing along??? okay’ au
What so many of Stiles’ friends forget, is that while he’s only human, he notices things they don’t. They’ve got all these supernatural senses, they read fear and deception and arousal and dominance, but they don’t look with their eyes. They rely too much on that other stuff,and don’t see what’s right in front of them. [The one where Stiles knows Derek creeps into his bedroom at night and decides to give him a show.]
“Oh my god, you reek,” Laura says, waving her hand in front of her nose dramatically. “Get away from me. Right now. I never want to know what your desire smells like. Gross, gross, gross.” (Or: the one in which Derek and Stiles meet in a bar, and it’s basically love at first sight.)
“We were best friends in middle school and promised (signed a contract and all) if neither of us were in a relationship when we turn 30, we’d marry each other. You moved 5 years later and I haven’t seen you since but you just reached out on my 30th birthday to find out if I’m single. Minors can’t be held to contracts but puberty hit you like a truck and I just broke up with my long term boyfriend a month ago so what the hell I might as well catch up with you.”
Stiles and Derek are the opposite of the stereotypical couple that act lovey-dovey around their friends, but then argue left and right when they’re alone.
Are You The One? *** by Venrajade | TauA | Game Show AU. Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.
Derek’s sister works for a television network with a dating show that claims that they are able to find someone’s True Mate. Cora steals a scent sample from Derek and matches him to an Omega applying to the show with a 99% chance of them being mates. Which means Derek is now a reality dating show star. Shit.
Gentle Mornings by Dechimo | TauA | Established Relationship. Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.
Kisses on his neck. Stubble on his shoulder. The rising sun in his face.
Stiles is probably the worst omega ever, which drives every one of his friends insane. Except for, surprisingly, Derek.
Bats and Bikes by hazelNuts | TauA | Biker Bar AU. Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.
‘Nice ass,’ the guy leers.
Stiles ignores the comment. He’s an Omega who owns a biker bar, he’s heard worse. The comments had lessened after mating with Derek, most people having the decency not to hit on a claimed Omega.
Stiles is an omega so his life is hard and sucks more than anyone he knows, and on top of that he turned 18 this year. Legal mating age. He isn’t ready, nor does he want to run in the annual mating run that happens in the arena on the edge of town every year, but he has too. It’s the law. He not just scared, but terrified at the outcome. It determines the rest of his life. He might be able to outrun alphas and betas the whole time, but with his luck, probably not. His life is just…perfect.
Stiles just rolled his eyes, smiling hugely. “Sure big guy, whatever you want.” Derek’s heart was beating so fast he was seriously worried it might explode. Stiles actually wanted Derek to court him, was this a dream? “Whoa there, Derek.” Stiles eyes were wide with fear staring down at his leg. Oh God did he have a boner? Now was not the time for that!… Or the one where Derek Courts Stiles.
Freebies *** by Saucery | TauA | Coffee Shop AU. Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.
Stiles can’t figure out why people keep dropping, spilling or breaking things in his presence. And offering him free stuff. Like, what the heck?
He’s Just Knot That Into You *** by aggybird | M | AO3 account is required to read this. | He’s Just Not That Into You AU. Human Stiles. Werewolf Derek.
Stiles doesn’t have much luck finding Mr. Right, and Derek the bartender hears all about it.
“Yes.” Derek groaned. “Yes I felt it. I still do.” He closed his eyes again. “This is an unbelievably stupid idea.” He said as he pressed himself closer and put his hands on Stiles’ hips. “Our parents will probably kill us.” Stiles agreed, gasping as he lifted himself up and pulled off his shirt and boxers.
Derek Hale knows his life has been amazing. Blessed from the day he was born with an amazing pack, amazing friends, and amazing parents, each day is a new adventure to look forward to. Especially when he comes to Beacon Hills, the town that will eventually be given to him as his territory. Everything had gone so well, until he met “Genim "Stiles” McCall", a human with absolutely no emotion or feeling, the old Alpha’s adopted son. Which, of course, out of everyone in the world, also had to be the mate that his wolf wanted. Great, just what he needs. A sourpuss fucking up his day. (Or the one where Derek’s life was daisies and rainbows and Stiles had the traumatic childhood.)
The star of the Beacon Hills High School baseball team and Beacon Hills resident bad boy probably have nothing in common, right?
Derek wouldn’t say he’s an unobservant person. He’s good at taking in his surroundings, analyzing a situation enough to know whether he should stay or leave for his own comfort. But when he drives to and from work, his world becomes the inside of his car, and his thoughts turn to the errands or projects he has to do rather than looking at the countless advertisements and billboards he drives past. That is until he notices something from the corner of his eye as he’s stuck in rush hour traffic on the way home.
Derek is a debutante. Stiles is a cocky party-crasher from the public high school.
Sequel to Of Debutantes and Dashing Dreamboats, Debutante Verse. “Do you want to have sex with me?” Derek asks, feeling shy and exposed even as the words are leaving his mouth. Stiles’ head shoots up, and he stares dumbly at Derek for a few moments, pen falling out of his mouth and onto the comforter with a barely audible thump. “Wait, really?” Stiles asks.
Third installment of the Of Debutante Verse. Derek just went through a full heat - with a very attentive partner - completely unprotected. Statistically speaking, he’s either pregnant, or should seriously consider making an appointment with a fertility specialist.
Oh. *** by Halegirl06 | M | High School AU | Alpha Stiles. Omega Derek.
“Well, who is it?” Derek paused. “U-Um… An alpha?” he hinted, nervous. “Am I going to have to guess?” Stiles teased. Derek looked down, smiling before he nodded. “Okay, alpha. Is he in our grade?” Derek nodded. “Do I know him?” He nodded again. “Okay… Hmm… How well do I know him?” he asked. “U-Um, re-really well,” Derek offered. Stiles furrowed his eyebrows. “Is it Scott?” Derek shook his head vehemently. “So it’s someone who’s single?” Derek nodded. “Isaac?” That was the only person he could think of. Derek shook his head. “Then who else would - ” It dawned on him. “Oh.”
Derek knows way too much about how omega heat suppressants work now, after having been partnered with Stiles for as long as he has. They’re probably his favorite thing to bitch about whenever they’re stuck on a stakeout. Of course, omegas on the force aren’t required to take them. Derek’s never really understood why Stiles does, if he hates them so much, especially –– especially because he’s bonded.
Sweet Relief *** by Muzik_Freak | E | True Mates AU. Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.
Stiles, an omega, wants children desperately, and he will go to any length to achieve his dream. He decided a glory hole was the perfect answer for his desires. All he wanted was for an alpha to impregnate him, nothing more. Sometimes plans don’t always go as planned.
“Alpha! Alpha! Alpha!” Derek whips his head around to see none other than his young Mate, Stiles Stilinski, bounding as gracefully as a baby deer towards him. His awkward and too-big-for-him limbs tripping him up slightly as he hurries over. Stiles small body crashes into him and it shouldn’t have made Derek topple over, but he knows what joy it brings to Stiles when he pretends Stiles is stronger than him. Derek falls on to the grass with a thud, Stiles landing directly on top of him, giggling in a way only a five year old wolf could. “Alpha.” Stiles hums, rubbing his small face into Derek’s neck. Derek rumbles in response, his arms immediately wrapping around the slender child and hold him as he rubs his scent into the boy’s hair. It’s been much too long since they’d last seen each other and he can’t help but want to erase everyone else’s scent from the boy. Stiles giggles as Derek flips them over, caging in Stiles small frame and rubbing up against his body. “Mine.” Derek growls as he continues his scenting. “My Mate.”
The Chase *** by saltandbyrne | E | Soulmate/True Mates AU | Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.
Derek’s fourth Chase will be his last if he doesn’t catch an omega this time. He’s starting to doubt this whole soul-mate thing anyway, at least until someone from his past shows up and gives him the run of his life.
“Scott, I love you like a brother, but come on. Why in the world would an omega ever pick me? Let alone an omega prince? I may be an alpha, but the chance of me getting the prince’s attention is non-existent. Non-existent.”
In a less than traditional society, werewolves behave more like actual wolves rather than their human counterparts. This means that they have dynamics and drives just like the wild animals they take after. Because of that, there’s mating seasons and even an instinctual drive to make a pack of one’s own for both alphas and omegas. After all, it’s why Stiles has slaved himself over his small (but adequate, mind you) den out in the wild expanse of the woods. It’s just a good thing that all of his laborious efforts get noticed by the right alpha named Derek.
Stiles could care less what they say, he was truly happy with how his life was going. He was mated to a possessive, providing alpha named Derek Hale, now heavily pregnant with his first pup, and studying hard to get his degree to become a professional stay-at-home dad. What was so wrong with that?
Unexpected by neo_trickster | E | Alpha Derek. Omega Stiles.
Stiles hasn’t presented yet, and it’s driving him crazy. He’s 17, almost 18. He’s like 5 years past due. His dad’s even asked him to go see a specialist. This is getting ridiculous if you ask him.
Sequel to Unexpected. The morning after Stiles’ heat. “Stiles slowly grins, before glancing behind himself and seeing messy black hair and part of his mates face. His mate. Stiles lays his head back down on the pillow, keeping his internal squealing internal. Hence why it’s called internal. Because he’s not letting a peep out. Nope. Not one bit for Derek to possibly hear”
Derek is set up on blind dates by his sister Laura, and of course they go terribly wrong. Lucky Stiles the waiter is there to mock him.
Purely Wanton by iofbeholder | E | Werewolf Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.
Newly turned Stiles starts experiencing unexpected changes to his body and a need he’s never fathomed before. Or the one where Derek turns Stiles, and Stiles goes in to heat. Derek interrupts Stiles and his “monster” of a sex toy. Stiles gets a satisfying conclusion. So does Derek.
In a society where werewolves are second class, Deucslist is an alternative werewolf network (similar to Craigslist) where humans and werewolves offer (mostly sexual) services. Derek is a long-term client of an anonymous human omega whose scent is just perfect. He never expects to meet him, until it happens.
Summer Contest *** by kits_lightening | E | Different Meeting AU. Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.
The moment Derek stepped into the fighting ring and faced Stiles he remembered why he was doing all of this. The omega gawked at him and barely paid attention to the other competitors Talia was mentioning and Derek smiled at the thought of having all of his attention. Stiles blushed from the tips of his ears to his neck and began to run his fingers through his hair while looking away. Derek began to wonder how far down that blush traveled when he shook his head and tried to focus on the imminent battle. He caught the last of what his mother was saying. “—have a good fight and good luck.” More clapping and the horn that signaled the beginning of the fight sounded.
Waiting Games *** by Jerakeen | E | AO3 account required to read. | Royal AU. Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.
Being an only child and heir to the throne, Stiles had always known he may not have the luxury of marrying for love. When he’d realized he was an omega to boot, things had taken an even more uncomfortable turn for him. Omegas are rare. An omega as the heir apparent is almost unheard of. Which is why there is no wiggle room when it comes to the tournament.
Derek goes in, ready for a fight, ready for the worst, but freezes at the sight of Jackson and Isaac holding a fighting Stiles down as Scott flashes his eyes at him. Allison and Lydia are standing off to the side, concerned expressions on their faces. Time slows down and it takes Derek longer than he’d care to admit to realize a few things.
First, Jackson and Isaac are also back in Beacon Hills. From the looks of it, they’ve been back for a while. And they’re holding Stiles down, struggling to hold him down.
Second, Scott is looming over Stiles, baring his fangs menacingly.
Third, Stiles is…doing the same at Scott.
That’s when his brain resets itself and Derek comes to a thunderous fourth realization. Stiles is a werewolf.
Suddenly, time speeds up again and six pairs of heads swivel in his direction but Derek only stares at Stiles. Stiles who pauses, closes his eyes, takes a deep breath in Derek’s direction. He opens his eyes, electric blue orbs glowing, and growls, “Mate.”
And well - what.
“The worst thing about suddenly turning into a werewolf is Stiles’ asshole of an Alpha”
Or, in which Stiles gets bitten instead of Scott and he can’t figure out what the hell that smell is
Bad Moon Rising by maypoison | M | Supernatural-Teen Wolf Crossover | Destiel
“So two humans, an Angel and a Alpha walk into the woods looking for a dangerous, rogue and feral werewolf. What could possibly go wrong, right?”
“Stiles … shut up.”
Stiles Stilinski cursed the day he met Scott McCall. If he hadn’t met Scott, then he wouldn’t have met broody werewolf Derek Hale, and ended up being dragged along on a week long road trip looking for a feral werewolf. Despite his annoyance at the situation, Stiles knew they needed to help. After all, if it wasn’t them who found it, then it would be Hunters, and neither of them wanted that to happen …
Sam Winchester didn’t really understand why his elder brother Dean insisted that he and the Angel Castiel had to suddenly go hunting for some rogue werewolf. He wanted to help, but his brother had insisted that they could take care of it easily, and be back at the Bunker soon. With the Mark of Cain affecting Dean, Sam knows that he desperately needs to blow off some steam, and apparently taking Castiel along on a hunt for a feral monster was the perfect remedy.
Dean sat down hard behind the wheel of the Impala as Sam slid in the other side. They just sat there for a second, Dean looking slightly bewildered and Sam rubbed a hand through his hair. It was Sam who broke the silence.
“Well… that was weird.”
“You mean the part where a bunch of teen werewolves hunted us down, hogtied us like a bunch of amateurs, dragged us to a police station, interrogated us, and then told us to leave town?”
Sam frowned, nodded. “That would be the weird part yeah.”
“So… what do we do now?” Dean asked, looking absently as the Beacon Hills town sign.
When Jackson traps Stiles in a locker after school, he stumbles across Derek struggling to control his shift. With their budding relationship already strained due to Jackson’s bullying, the discovery threatens to end them before they even start.
Flesh and Bone *** by theinspiredginger | TauA | Supernatural-Teen Wolf Crossover | Destiel
Dean’s trapped in Purgatory looking for his angel when a not so subtle kid in a red sweatshirt asks to team up. Dean takes Little Red Riding Hoodie underneath his wing as they try to escape.
Or the one where Stiles bargains with a witch to get sent to purgatory to save Derek and finds Dean instead. They work together to find a way out of Purgatory as they each look for their “person”.
Teen Wolf if Stiles had been the one to get bitten.
Stiles is six months pregnant with Derek’s babies when his mate gets home as a teenager, somehow having gotten de-aged again. Their mate bond is still strong, however, and all Derek wants to do is take care of Stiles…
Stiles & Derek are kidnapped and tied up in the most unfortunate circumstance and Stiles gets hard!
Whoever thought it was a good idea to mix Mexican food and fortune cookies needs to be damned to the darkest place of Hell. Why, you ask?
Funny story …
Or: the one where Derek gets de-aged again, somehow gets Stiles pregnant, and they have to live with the consequences.
It had seemed like a simple plan, a way for everyone to get what they want: pretend to be Bond-Mates so Derek could get the teaching job he wanted, while Stiles didn’t have to face living with a total stranger at college and have it be known that he was suffering from night-terrors. Only things weren’t that simple. Because they were Mates, a fact Derek was hiding due to Stiles’ determination not to have one and his need for independence, as well as his Alpha-aimed anger at his lack of freedom. But the longer they live together, the more Derek finds himself falling for the Omega, and the harder it is for the Alpha to resist the alluring scent of his Mate.
Stiles didn’t believe Derek. He didn’t believe any of the wolves. Screw their stupid mutt-noses.
That was, until he started showing.
Stiles woke up one morning looking stuffed, the next morning looking bloated, and the morning after that he had a full on bump going on.
It was true.
Stiles was gonna be a mommy.
And if that wasn’t the scariest friggin’ thing that ever happened within the Beacon Hills county lines.
What if it hadn’t been Scott. What if it’d actually been Stiles who was bitten that night? When the werewolf shoe was on the other foot, Stiles isn’t the one supporting anymore, he is the one who needs support, but with Allison Argent capturing Scott’s attention, who will support the newly turned werewolf? Sterek Werewolf!Stiles Human!Scott
Peter had bitten Stiles and after his death Stiles is Alpha (He killed Peter or else). So. Derek and Scott are not automatically his pack. But he needs it. So comes to them to make the pack. And Derek is confused and scared. he doesn’t understand how Stiles can be his Alpha, but being next to him feels more pack then Peter and Laura were.
John Stilinski comes home from a long shift and just wants to relax, then he hears a noise coming from Stiles’ room.
Derek Hale is a wandering Omega looking for a pack to call his own. When he comes into Beacon Hills, he’s intercepted by the local pack. They take him to their Alpha who Derek is expecting to be an older werewolf. What he’s not expecting is for this kid that can’t be more than 20, with the smirk playing about his kissable looking lips, to be the Alpha. Needless to say, they don’t exactly get off on the right foot. But, Derek thinks later that night, he could easily find his home in Beacon Hills with Stiles Stilinski and his pack.
Derek and Stiles are childhood friends, close as brothers. They promise never to leave each other, but life has a way of making you break promises you always intended to keep.
An AU following the vague plot of Troye Sivan’s Blue Neighbourhood Trilogy, but with a happier(and more conclusive) ending. And werewolves.
(317): Your poor dick will look at you and scowl for all the abuse he’s going to take this week.
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“How about gay chicken,” Danny suggests.
Stiles snaps his attention towards him and glares. He seriously has to pick better friends. Friends who don’t suggest he play gay chicken with his current, permanent and embarrassing crush.
Derek Hale, aforementioned crush, part time douchebag and owner of the best everything, scoffs, “Yeah right. Like Stilinski could handle that for a week.”
Stiles is almost used to being chased around the school by werewolves at this point. Having to share a bed with Derek freaking Hale, on the other hand, is just needlessly complicating his life.
“Oh my god,” Stiles squeaks out again. “You’re unbelievable.”
Hot Bar Guy bobs his head agreeably. “I’ve been told that before, though usually people are more out of breath and less clothed when they say it.”
(952): What’s the best day of the week to potentially find out you’re pregnant with your ex’s baby?
(+44): He’s so in love with you that you could fuck a blood relative and he’d be like “I just want you to be happy”
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“So,” he starts, pressing his lips together like he only does when he’s trying really hard not to cry. “What’s the best day of the week to potentially find out you’re pregnant with your ex’s baby? Because I feel like Thursday night sucks as a day to find that out.”
(801):The last person that asked me out got pushed down an escalator
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“I don’t deserve this,” Stiles moans, dropping his head to the table, “It’s the fifth time this week you scare someone away, Erica. Do you want me to die a virgin? Is that it. What did I ever do to you.”
Erica flags the waiter and orders another milkshake, asks for two straws, “She wasn’t right for you.”
(Or: the one where Cora and Erica keep cockblocking Stiles because they know exactly who the right person for him is.)
Honey Eyes and a Wolf’s Heart (Series) by Underestimated_amateur | NR | Growing Up Together AU | 8-year Age Gap | True Mates | Fox Stiles | Series is unfinished.
Here’s the story of a werefox named Stiles and a werewolf named Derek. They’ve always been mates, even when they didn’t know it.
Stiles is pregnant with Derek’s pups. However, he’s now overdue, making him tired and irritable. He wants nothing more than for Derek to have sex with him in the hope that it will induce labour. Derek may or may not love the idea.
The 15 year plan for Lydia was clearly the wrong way to go; Stiles won’t be making the same mistake with Derek. He decides to do his homework this time.
Bet On It by IDreamOnlyOfYou (lauren3210) | M | Coworkers AU
Stiles is an RN and Derek the attending trauma surgeon at Beacon Hills Hospital. They’re constantly arguing, much to the amusement of their colleagues, who ultimately decide to take bets on when the sexual tension will finally explode. The only question is, who will win the jackpot?
“I’ve got a 17 year old boy in the back of my car and I’m running him up to the station.” His dad sighs.
“Oooo is he cute?” Stiles asks jokingly.
Stiles can practically hear his Dad’s eye roll. He can hear the Sheriff shift as he turns around to look at the boy in the back. “Hey my son wants to know if you’re cute.”
He hears the boy on the other end go after a second of hesitation, “I want to say yes, sir.”
His Dad just cracks up laughing.
“Dude, you should totally come with me.”
“What? Like on the road trip?“
“No, come with me. To Austin. Get out of Beacon Hills.”
Derek paused. “What?” he asked again.
Ring Around the Roses (Series) by exclamation | GA | Established Relationship | Series is marked unfinished.
When John Stilinski got a call about someone acting suspiciously in a jewelry store, he didn’t expect to find Derek Hale looking at engagement rings. Despite all the dangers Derek has faced, somehow buying a ring is his most challenging battle.
Alone Together *** by asocialfauxpas (fuzzytomato) | E | Merman Stiles. Wolf Sailor Prince Derek. | AO3 account required to read
Derek has lost his pack. Stiles has lost his pod. They find each other on the high seas.
Isaac is asleep in a chair. The angle of his neck makes Derek wince in sympathy.
"Isaac,” Derek says.
Isaac snaps awake immediately.
“You’re-”
“Where’s Stiles?”
“Stiles?” Isaac asks.
Jesus. It’s not like they know more than one.
All Derek wants is to get through the lambing season with his body and spirit intact. He had thought that the blizzards would be the main danger, not a highborn omega with beautiful eyes and a stubborn streak.
Truth be told, Derek was suffering from the mild delusion he lived in all summer wherein he actually thought this year might be different, and he might, perhaps, be able to bury the hatchet with Stiles and start over.
The superglue that’s destroyed a ninety dollar pair of pants, however, says otherwise. Derek knows how this play goes down; eventually, he’s going to have to climb out of the pants and trudge back to his dorm half naked. Stiles will gloat for a damn week; Derek will have to put up with constant remarks about Stiles getting him out of his pants… Dammit, he’s actually going to get Derek out of his pants, and it’s not even close to the way he pictured it happening.
Stiles is totally in love with Lydia. Until one day he’s not.
Fuck his life.
And seriously? Derek? Derek Hale?
He can’t be in love with Derek Hale. Derek hates him.
Doesn’t he?
Beauty and the Ex *** by aggybird | M | Magic Stiles | College/University AU | AO3 account required to read
Stiles doesn’t want to screw up his chances with Josh, so he does something he may regret: he goes to Derek Hale, Josh’s intimidating ex-boyfriend, for dating advice.
Things don’t go according to plan. But with a little magic (and werewolves) they might go all right.
Bite Down Hard *** by KuriKuri | E | President’s Son Stiles. Bodyguard Derek. | Bonding AU
For a moment, Derek can’t breathe.
Because moles aren’t the only thing marring the pale skin of Stiles’ neck. Oh no, that’s –
– that’s a bond bite. A bond bite which Stiles definitely did not have yesterday, and which appears to have roughly the same dimensions as Derek’s own mouth.
Shit.
(Or: In which Secret Service Agent Derek Hale accidentally gets bonded to First Son Stiles Stilinski. Oops.)
Stiles is a lower-class tailor, who has always dreamed of attending the fabled, annual Hale ball. His good friend, Lord McCall, somehow managed to procure an extra invite.
Stiles doesn’t expect anything of the evening. He certainly doesn’t expect to capture the gaze of a dark, mysterious stranger wearing a wolf mask.
It’s been years since Derek escaped from the hunters who killed his family and bound him in his human form. He travels solo, never staying in one place, keeping under the radar–until a skinny, smart-mouthed kid stows away in the back of his truck.
Four months ago Stiles’s first kiss put his best friend in a coma. His dad gave him a couple hundred bucks and a hug and told him to run. By the time Stiles witnesses the cage fighter known as Wolverine take out a shotgun and its wielder with his bare hands, he’s got a plan. He knows there’s a school in New York for kids like him. All he has to do is get there.
OR, in which Derek is the werewolf version of Wolverine and Stiles is Rogue and the plot of X-Men progresses accordingly, with a few notable deviations.
call it a wild card *** by stilinski | TauA | Baseball AU | Baseball Player Derek. Bodyguard Stiles.
“I am not playing the part of your fearless boyfriend, and you’re not playing prom queen. I am your bodyguard and this is what I do. You will trust me to get Erica out safely or I will strip you of any illusions you still have that I’m a skinny wretch and put you in the trunk, are we clear on that?”
“That’s unprofessional.”
Silence.
Derek grunts. Stiles nods, satisfied.
Camaro ‘68 *** by ZainClaw | E | Hitchhiker Stiles. Runaway Derek.
Derek huffs, arching one eyebrow. “I’m not a fugitive.”
“You look like a fugitive,” Stiles insists, practically beaming. “Maybe you should start wearing cardigans.”
In which Stiles is a hitchhiker and Derek a runaway whose paths cross at a gas station in the California desert.
Chances Are… (Series) by relenafanel | GA +TauA | Series marked unfinished
“What kind of bet did you lose that you have to go out with this?” the guy asked, gesturing to himself.
“First person to flirt with me,” Derek grumbled.
Derek has been an Omega for what feels like centuries. He is constantly hounded by Alphas and Betas who can’t control their hormones. He’s thankful for Laura defending his honor, but there is one person he’s always dreamed of giving himself to.
Too bad Derek is certain Stiles doesn’t know he exists.
“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.
It started with a kiss.
Well, actually, it started with an argument.
Stiles can’t get it up in the aftermath of the whole Nogistune trauma.
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.
Derek Hale hates libraries.
Unfortunately, not all books can be ordered on Amazon.
(Or: in which Derek is a grumpy omega writer, and Stiles is an annoyingly attractive alpha special collections librarian.)
There are roses on Derek’s doorstep.
It doesn’t occur to him until nightfall, when the neighbors start discussing their romantic dinner plans at a decibel he has trouble tuning out, that he realizes the flowers might not have been delivered with malicious intent.
Because, apparently, today is Valentine’s Day. And apparently someone decided that Derek should receive flowers to celebrate the occasion.
House Hale and House Stilinski form an alliance through the betrothal of Prince Derek and Prince Stiles. Having only met once before, they write letters to get to know one another.
At the Crossroads *** by sir_not_appearing_in_this_archive | TauA | Teen Wolf-Supernatural Crossover | Side-Ship: Destiel
Stiles is possessed by a demon and the pack scrambles to find a way to get rid of it before it’s too late, and the Winchesters notice something odd happening in a town called Beacon Hills.
“Hey, Scott, so, I uh, there’s this amazingly hot guy and I’m uh, gonna spend the weekend with him but, you know, just to be careful, I’m sending you his picture, so if by some terrible chance my bloated corpse shows up sometime Monday, just, y’know pass this along to the authorities.” He pauses. “Uh. Kidding?” and then hangs up with a rush of air.
“That is the worst voicemail in the history of voicemails,” Derek says.
Zombies. Stiles always knew the world would end this way.
Due to the destruction of House Hale and the debts incurred in their survival and search for justice, the King (blah blah, make believe world) arranges a marriage between Derek and Stiles, eliminating all debts the Hales may owe. Derek is very unhappy. Stiles is pretty shocked at who he’s being matched with, but he’s certainly not unhappy. It’s pretty clear from the start Derek doesn’t share that feeling.
Stiles passes the time by hunting with his falcon, Derek broods. Until…
“The trouble with having the kind of brain that likes to write essays on male circumcision for an Economics class, is that it also likes to turn PowerPoint presentations for Biology into odes on the perfection of notorious bad boy Derek Hale’s backside.”
“If you can’t say the words, you’re not mature enough to know what they mean,” Scott tells him.
Stiles throws a french fry at him.
(In which Derek is secretly pining, Stiles is oblivious to both Derek’s feelings as well as his own, and any personal growth that happens in the mean time is completely reluctant.)
“So I’m doing my senior psych thesis on friendships,” Erica says, not-so-accidentally elbowing Derek in the ribs as she turns to face Stiles. “How they develop, how intimacy is fostered, stuff like that.”
“That’s cool,” Stiles says agreeably. “What’s our part?”
“Well, I can’t really tell you the point because that would influence the results. But it’s a set of 36 questions that you have to ask each other.”
“Just the two of us?” Derek chimes in, finally, and Stiles sighs.
“Okay, dude,” he says, making a face, “could you try not to look quite so offended? Like, my ego’s pretty strong, but come on, man.”
where derek never had to work to get a date, he always had someone pursue him or ask him out. but when derek sees stiles, he waits and thinks stiles will stroll up and ask him out. everyone of his past relationships started that way, until stiles doesn’t. and derek is left with the horrifying possibility that he will have to make the first move and dare he think of it, flirt? and attempt small talk. and it turns out, he’s really bad at it. maybe he even tries cosmo tips and calls his sisters, both of whom are like 100% trolling him
The Sheriff gets a call at work - someone’s tried to burn down his home with his son inside.
“I thought of you coming here, and finding me dead, of another burnt out husk of a body, something else fire has stolen from you, of you having nothing left to grasp but ashes,” John can’t even call that a whimper, it’s clearly a whine as Derek’s hands tighten against Stile’s hips, as if his boy will shudder to dust at the mere mention of the possibility unless Derek’s hands can hold him into one piece, “and that thought was worse than dying.”