Headcanon that Derek Hale gets an apartment and adopts four puppies and puts each one into their respective Hogwarts house (shut up, he just loves those books, alright, they remind him of Laura). The pack somehow find out and make fun of him for it (especially Erica who keeps picking the puppies up and yelling “expelliarmus” every chance she gets).

Later that week, he comes home to find a very drunk Stiles trying to place a make shift sorting hat on each puppy’s head because “listen little dudes and dudettes, you need to get sorted. It’s, like, the only way.” Derek has no idea what Stiles’ logic is but when he looks up at him, a grin on his face, and waves red, blue, yellow and green collars at him (where did he even get collars at 4 in the morning), Derek realises he couldn’t be more in love with this nerd if he tried. (Now if only he could muster up the courage to tell Stiles that.)

Sterek Shelter Recs FALCON HELLDIVER

For the third week of promotions for our Summer Spectacle winning team, FALCON HELLDIVER, the Sterek Shelter has compiled a list of some of our favorite pieces by each team member. Enjoy!!


AO3 || Writing Tag || Art Tag

The Portrait [Tumblr Fic]

Based on the prompt: “we’ve been engaged to be married since we were three but this is the first time we’ve met and your portraits really don’t do you justice”

Untitled [Tumblr Fic + Art]

Derek really didn’t feel like he was asking too much.

In fact, it was a fairly mundane, completely basic, not difficult in the least kind of request—especially when compared to their history of asking things of each other.

Love Me Tinder [G] [6000]

To save the kingdom from a curse of unending winter, Derek is sent by his king to retrieve the mythical Firebird of legend—who turns out to be less of a mythical creature and more of a probable criminal who has no interest in being retrieved by anyone for anything.

Sleepy Derek Snuggling [Art]

Otherwise known as ‘Sleeping Sterek 4’. I just cannot get enough of these two idiots napping and being cute.

Hurt!Stiles [Art]


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The One Where Derek Has A Pen Name (AO3) [E] [1637]

“So, Derek.” Stiles grinned. “I had no idea that you wrote gay erotica on Amazon.”

Fluffing Gobstoppers (AO3) [E] [1931]

“What did you just say?” Scott asked, eyes huge.

“What?” Stiles said. “I said it’s fluffing anti-climactic…wait. What the fluff? Fluff? Fluff!“

Stiles is cursed not to curse. He’s really not happy about it.

The Man in the Snow [T] [15894]

Derek finds a young man injured in a ravine on the border of his ranch. That’s strange enough, but the mystery only deepens when the young man wakes up without any memory of what he was doing out there.

A Desperate Arrangement (AO3) [E] [115506]

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

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

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

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

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

The Christmas Raffle [E] [10386]

Every year, the royal Hale family raffles off a Christmas dinner with Prince Derek to raise money for charity. But this year, the winner is the second chance Derek didn’t know he was looking for.


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It’s Insanity, But… [M] [46275]

Scott and Stiles are raising seven children. Derek is the entertainer they hire for a birthday party (not a clown though, he’s very specific on that fact.)

Untamed [T] [28282]

Of course, the transfer kid gets mentioned because transfers are rare, but the news isn’t that exciting. In fact, according to Laura, no one even seems to know his first name. The only thing anyone has really figured out about him is that he’s American. And that’s not exactly hard because he obviously has an accent.

The only thing Derek really knows is that, despite other reports, he seems quiet enough, prefers to work alone, and has the most amazing shade of amber eyes that Derek has ever seen.

Not that he’s looking. Obviously.

OR: A Harry Potter AU where Stiles is a Slytherin transfer student and Derek is the grumpy Gryffindor who falls in love with him.

There are also potions, elves, and falcons involved. Oh, and illegal use of magic. Obviously.

To the Next Thousand [Tumblr Fic]

They are on the phone, in a heated debate about whether or  not they should bother continuing Sleepy  Hollow (Derek argues the show makes no sense, Stiles argues that’s what makes it brilliant) when Stiles suddenly shouts “WE DID IT!” and then hangs up.

Verbal Learning [Tumblr Fic]

Derek deals with his mental health after Laura dies

Theory of Overprotective Canines (AO3) [T] [11798]

Stiles is totally looking forward to living alone in his super cool apartment off-campus. He is. He is also very excited to bike to school every day, ready to set up an awesome game room, and definitely over his crush on Derek Hale. Completely over it.

Or at least he is until Derek decides he’s moving in with him. And then turns out to be the perfect roommate. And then starts attending all his classes. As a wolf.

This is not going according to plan.


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The Amazing Part Is [Tumblr Fic]

You’re in love with a beautiful boy, and the amazing part is that he loves you back.

Outsider POV, post-Sterek breakup

In Some Way, I’m There With You [M] [11494]

Scott slows to a jog as he sees Derek upright and moving, but Stiles keeps running hard. He slides to his knees on the dirt and moss next to Derek and grabs at his shirt.

“Der?” he asks, over-loud and panicky. He’s oblivious to the gore around them, even though he’s kneeling in it. His hands flutter over Derek’s shoulder where the bite is already healing, patting his chest and face like touch is the only thing that will assure him Derek’s truly in one piece. “Derek, are you okay? Talk to me, say something, please.”

Derek’s not sure what to do with all this unexpected attention, and fights the urge to brush the probing hands away. He’s taken worse in fights before, which Stiles must know. Though, he supposes, they’re something different to each other now.


After years of assuming Stiles would never want more than his friendship, Derek is pleasantly surprised to be drawn into an intense relationship with him. Being with Stiles is good, great even. But then why, exactly, does it feel like they’re more distant than ever?

The Waves That Rolled You Under [M] [35695]

Derek comes to him in irregular patterns, three days in a row and then gone for another four, always wearing the same clothes and smelling of saltwater and the wind. They kiss and make love and they talk about everything and nothing, like it doesn’t really matter that Derek’s a supernatural creature, as if they’re just two people in love. Stiles doesn’t ask what Derek’s life in the sea is like. Derek doesn’t ask when Stiles’s vacation will end.

Untitled (Tumblr Fic)

This Awkward Blind Date Just Got More Awkward Because I Had A One-Night-Stand With The Waiter AU

A Devotion (AO3) [M] [77076]

There’s a boy exiting the doors as they approach. Where Derek is tan from hours outside, the boy is pale except for a few beauty marks on one cheek. He’s dressed in fine riding clothes, and flanked by a guard wearing the sign of the royal house. A noble, then. He’s younger than Derek, but, considering his higher station, a bow would be appropriate. Despite that, Derek can’t help looking curiously at the boy, who’s looking back at Derek with just as much interest. For a moment, their eyes meet - the boy’s are a deep amber in the sunlit courtyard, ringed by long, tawny lashes.

A gloved hand smacks the back of Derek’s head and he instinctively flinches away, hunching his shoulders. He loses track of the other boy as they pass one another, and as he turns to get another look, the knight grabs his shoulder and marches him forward into the stable.

“Keep your eyes to yourself,” the knight instructs. “And next time, show the proper respect to Crown Prince Stiles.”

Or: A medieval AU that’s a little Princess Bride, a little bit more Game of Thrones, and a healthy side-serving of gay erotica.


sweettalkinghellhound  asked:

I'm really feeling a possessive!Stiles right now. Like, not unhealthy possessive, but like, "You're mine, but I'm also yours. But if you need me to back off its cool." That kind of healthy relationship stuff. Maybe add an a/b/o theme to it? If you're cool with that. All the good relationship stuff is my jam, broski. It's the best. Thank you for taking prompts. :3

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Stiles had always felt like an Alpha. Even though he didn’t have the traditional bulk or demeanor of an Alpha, and especially didn’t while growing up, he could always tell that that was just the role he knew he was going to play. And he liked it. Not to say that being a Beta or an Omega would have disappointed him, but he was one of the few that were born, just, knowing who they were going to be.

Stiles officially presented when he was twelve, surprising all but his parents and his best friend (and his mom). Anybody close to him could tell he just carried an Alpha-vibe. He wasn’t afraid to run his mouth, he had more confidence than he knew what to do with (which usually put him in trouble), and he was immensely caring towards everyone he held dear. 

When his mother got sick, right before he presented, his instincts kicked in. All he wanted to do was provide support for his mother and help her in every way that he could. It was really hard on him, as an Alpha, losing the Omega of the family. His father, a Beta, also heavily felt the loss, but there was just some instinctual bond between familial Omegas and Betas that induced anxiety and depression when the bond was broken.

Going into his last year of middle school and entering high school was tough, really tough, But with the support of his father and his best friend, Scott, another Beta, and Scott’s mother, Melissa, who was an Alpha, he was able to recover from the severed bond and move past it. He forever would feel the hole in his heart, but he found ways to surround himself with enough love so that the hole didn’t feel quite so deep.

The way he did this was to become even more protective of those he kept close. Even acquaintances of his soon found themselves sucked into conversation with Stiles, him asking how their day was going and if they ever needed anything they could come to him, he was willing to help. That was how Stiles soon gained friends in Allison, Lydia, Isaac, Erica, Boyd, and even Jackson. But he especially gained the friendship of Derek Hale.

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I’m so sorry this took so long!

“I don’t remember volunteering to babysit you.”

Derek smirked, feeling disproportionately proud of his ad lib quip as he leaned against the door jamb, arms crossed over his chest, waiting for Stiles’ clever rejoinder. But to his surprise Stiles didn’t roll his eyes fondly or make a snarky comment in return to the teasing remark. Instead, he dropped his arms from where they’d been folded over his chest and rudely shouldered passed Derek into the loft, a thoroughly unamused scowl on his face.

Derek looked over his shoulder to watch him make a beeline to the bed by the wall of windows, flopping down on top of the covers with his back to Derek and the rest of the loft. Derek turned back to Isaac who was still standing awkwardly in the doorway, hands in his pockets, looking exceptionally bored by the proceedings, and quietly asked him, “What did I do?”

Isaac shrugged emphatically, shaking his head almost violently, sending his golden brown curls bouncing as he scrunched up his nose. He peered passed Derek into the loft to peek at Stiles before offering Derek a sympathetic look and a commiserating wince as he turned to start the long walk back down the multiple flights of stairs that led to the loft.

Derek tugged the heavy steel door shut, waving at Isaac as he did, and spun on his heel to look back at Stiles, chewing the inside of his cheek as he contemplated how best to approach the situation. He considered calling another beta to see if he knew anything about it or simply letting Stiles lay in bed for a bit while he made some lunch, but he ultimately decided to confront the issue head-on, reflecting on Stiles’ many requests that they maintain healthy, open communication to avoid any misunderstandings.

Not wanting any problems in their relationship whatsoever either, especially as new as it was, having only officially been with Stiles for a few months, Derek locked the door and strode across the loft to climb into bed too. The mattress groaned under his added weight as he stretched out on the covers behind Stiles, conversationally greeting, “Hey.”

Stiles absolutely reeked of unhappiness and anxiety, the bitter scents clinging stubbornly to his pale skin, strong enough to make Derek wrinkle his nose as he laid his head on one of his pillows. Not looking up from where his eyes were fixed on the brick wall, Stiles mumbled back, “Hey.”

Derek couldn’t help but cringe when he heard how utterly despondent Stiles sounded, voice thick with some emotion he couldn’t quite identify. He slid a few inches closer but maintained a berth of space between their bodies, not sure what Stiles needed at the moment and wary of crowding him in. He gently probed, “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Stiles insisted snappishly, incriminating heartbeat skipping over the blatant lie.

“I don’t need to be a werewolf to know that’s a lie,” Derek huffed with a small smile, his warm breath fanning over the back of Stiles’ neck, goosebumps erupting over his smooth skin. Taking a chance, Derek gingerly wrapped his arm around Stiles’ waist, sighing contentedly when he felt Stiles relax into the warm, familiar touch. Nosing behind Stiles’ ear, Derek quietly inquired, “Babe, please. What’s wrong? Did I do something? I can’t make it better if I don’t know what’s wrong. Could you please tell me?”

Stiles shifted in Derek’s arms, rolling over just enough to look up at him, laying his hand over the one Derek had resting on his hip, squeezing his fingers. Derek lifted his head to better meet Stiles’ eyes, resting his chin on Stiles’ upper arm, subtly rubbing his skin over the fabric of his flannel, discreetly scent marking him.

“I―” Stiles hesitated, biting his lip harshly, his teeth digging into the pink flesh enough to bruise. Derek nodded for him to continue, reaching up to swipe his thumb over his plump bottom lip to spare it from his callous abuse.

“I don’t know,” Stiles admitted in a soft, hushed whisper, eyes dropping to focus on the buttons of Derek’s Henley. He sighed, settling against Derek’s chest more comfortably as he continued, “I just feel kinda useless, y’know? And this whole thing with the witch…”

Ah, yes. The witch. The fucking witch. The one Isaac had pissed off by cracking a joke about where she could shove her broomstick. The one that had tried to curse Isaac and Peter only to find that her magic was apparently useless against werewolves. The one that had then turned on Stiles and hexed him instead, leaving him completely immobile as he watched her try to kill Isaac, watched Peter rip her beating heart out of her chest, and totalling his Jeep, thus why Isaac had to drop him off at the loft.

Derek had sent Peter and Isaac to oversee the passage of the witch through his territory, Stiles requesting to tag along so he could meet someone who might be able to give him some insight on his own magic as a spark. He had relented, eventually, well aware of Stiles’ interest in all things magical, and seen them off with strict instructions for them to protect Stiles at all costs. Then Isaac had made the joke and things had snowballed from there.

“And me being an insensitive asshole,” Derek added, putting the pieces together and feeling like the biggest asshole in all of existence. He wanted to kick his own ass. He tamped down the urge to whine in apology, instead scattering apologetic kisses over the side of Stiles’ neck and mournfully murmuring, “I’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry.”

“Hey… No…,” Stiles protested softly, moving his free hand to stroke his fingers over Derek’s stubbled cheek, encouraging him to meet his eyes again. Derek obediently lifted his head, raising his brows expectantly as he leaned into Stiles’ palm. “It’s just… I get like this sometimes.”

“Like what? Self-deprecating?” Derek asked, rubbing his thumb over Stiles’ hip bone in small, soothing circles. He tried to keep his voice even, not wanting Stiles to think he was judging him or not taking him seriously.

“Depressed,” Stiles answered almost inaudibly, as though even saying the word aloud would summon some sort of cataclysmic disaster, as though the moment he said the word Derek would bolt, kick him out of the loft, as though Derek didn’t already know about his mental health issues, having accompanied him to therapy a few times. “And, I don’t know, I just feel like I’m dragging you and everyone else down, y’know? Like I’m just the weak little human everyone needs to watch out for. Because I know that, basically, I am.”

“Hey, hey,” Derek shushed, moving his hand from Stiles’ hip to cup his cheek, running his thumb over his cheek. He leaned closer as he reminded him, “That’s just the depression talking. You don’t drag any of us down. You’re what keeps us together, keeps us going.”

“Yeah, I guess. I mean, I know it’s just me being stupid and insecure but I can’t help it,” Stiles conceded with a deep, weary sigh. He let his head fall onto Derek’s chest, closing his eyes as he murmured, “Ugh. I just wanna take a three year nap, y’know?”

“I’ll be here when you wake up,” Derek promised, pressing a kiss to Stiles’ cheek with a smirk.

“Mmm… You’re so good to me,” Stiles mumbled, stifling a yawn as he wriggled around to get more comfortable, hand slipping off Derek’s cheek to flop onto the covers beside his head, fingers curling into the warm blanket. “You wanna nap together, babe?”

“Yeah,” Derek answered with a nod. He kissed Stiles’ shoulder before laying his head back down on his pillow, looping his arm around Stiles’ waist and drawing him back against him. He closed his eyes and basked in the scent of Stiles’ contentment, smiling to himself. After all, he’d always been a firm believer that a good nap could fix everything.

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Facing the Sheriff

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by Kleineganz

Sheriff Stilinski sees Derek drag his son down a dark alley. He wasn’t prepared for what he discovered.

Words: 2271, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Unexpected Mates

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Kids Just Know

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by mountain_ash

Derek’s daughter makes a new friend on the bus and it doesn’t hurt that her dad is just his type.

Words: 1106, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 36 of Things I Write on Tumblr dot com

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I need a sterek fic where Derek and Stiles are on tinder and Stiles is a celebrity okay but celebrities get lonely too and he matches with Derek whose sister is actually on his tinder for him just looking at boys and girls and she likes Stiles bc obviously and Derek has no idea who he is bc he lives under a rock and they talk and hook up and then there’s emotions and then falling in love and do I have to write this or will someone write it for me?

Do you ever think about Stiles and Derek’s first kiss? I bet it wasn’t some big kiss, it was soft and small, but it meant everything to them because it was the turning point of their relationship. 

Stiles was leaving the loft one morning after he fell asleep over the coffee table while he was researching the monster of the week.  He woke up wrapped in a blanket and on the couch and he thought he remembered Derek caressing his cheek, but that was probably a dream.

Derek gives him a cup of coffee for the road and Stiles leans into him as he took it and kisses him softly on the lips because Derek is the best for making him coffee and giving him a blanket and just being Derek. Then he  walks out the door and down to his car. 

He gets into the car and realizes what he did just in time to look out the window and see Derek running toward him.  Derek pulls the door open and takes Stiles face in his hands before kissing him for a second time, just as softly and so, so, sweetly. 

The third kiss is a little more heated, Stiles has his fingers in his hair and Derek’s hands have found their way down to Stiles hips.  Stiles doesn’t ever get home that day, instead he ends up sleeping in Derek’s bed, with Derek wrapped around him. 

It’s okay to say no

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by WeirdV

Derek shot to fame before they got together. Sure, they’d been friends for a while, but Stiles never knew about his sports career. Not until he was too far gone, ready to move in with him, halfway to married.

Not that he had any regrets though. Not at all, because Derek was amazing, kind, loving, everything Stiles ever looked for in a man. If only he was ever home.

He’s lying on the bed right now, watching Derek straightening his tie and shrugging on his jacket.

“Do you have to go?” Stiles asks, he knows Derek has to go. He always goes, and he can’t make Derek stay home when it’s for a charity event. He can’t be selfish with his fiancé, not when there’s a bunch of people counting on him to help raise funds. “I’ll be back before you know it” he replies, walking over to him to give him a goodbye kiss.

Words: 1242, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 28 of Let’s write some prompts, cause it’s fun.

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anonymous asked:

are there any fics where the teen wolf characters are watching teen wolf? like they all sit together and watch their lives being turned into a tv show?

There is one! Tada. - Anastasia

Originally posted by disneypixar

Altering the Future by LadyLasgalen

(3/? I 22,512 I Teen I Sterek)

The Characters of the show watch the show to change their future. Featuring alive Hale family. 

Look at me like that… 😌
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I Fell In Love On An Elevator (& never came back down)

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by midnightcas

Office Romance AU (kinda)

Stiles is the quiet new guy at the office. And Derek…well Derek is completely infatuated. And so is Erica but that’s a different story.

Words: 6117, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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