wretchedhumanbeing  asked:

hello! can we get an update on the possessive!derek tag by any chance? danke schön <3

ahh! german right??? hallo

You Took Care Of Me by honestlydarkprincess (1/1 | 2,207 | PG13)

After a fight with a vampire coven, Stiles is badly hurt. Thankfully, Derek is there to take care of him.

The Mafia AU Nobody Asked For by IdSellMySoulForRecentlyUpdatedFanfiction (6/? | 12,651 | NC17)

When Stiles arrives at his new home in Beacon Hills, he’s barely able to babble his way to the room picked for him before something starts to fuck with his flight or fight responses to basic shit. It doesn’t take long for him to discover the even darker parts of the already suspicious town after he befriends the single person Scott told him to haul ass away from.
Dude Derek doesn’t even show up until like after the fifth chapter (what I’ve written to before I started posting this) but the first handful of chapters are basically gonna be Stiles befriending members of the Hale family as he tries to figure out why the hell they’re so feared and why everybody is getting pissy when the full moon is gonna be out. Will prob get pretty violent as our fav human figures some shit out

Plot Twist by redeyedwrath (1/1 | 2,600 | G)

“Straight worries he’s being homophobic to roommate, realizes he’s fallen in love with him” AU

Five Minutes and a Sequel by LadyDrace (2/2 | 544 | NC17)

Derek is really good at blowjobs.


I did a five minute writing challenge, and of course it’s smut.

Happy Birthday Vanessa! by LucifersHitman (1/1 | 2,653 | NC17)

Stiles was just trying to have a little me time in his favourite secret outfit with his favourite toy, why does Derek always have to burst in unannounced and more importantly was his sex life about to get a little more interesting?

Stupid Scott by the_diggler (1/1 | 3,601 | NR)

“Did he what now?” Stiles stops in his tracks. “Is that even a thing werewolves do?”
“Well… sometimes?” Scott fidgets, unable to meet his eyes.
“Sometimes,” Stiles echoes.
“When there are… feelings… involved?”
“Feelings,” Stiles echoes again, his gut sinking. “Why doesn’t anyone tell me these things?” he tries not to shriek.
“It’s kind of private,” Scott shrugs. “And besides, I’m telling you now!” he adds as an afterthought.
Stiles rolls his eyes and huffs, stalking off to class. Stupid Scott.

Part 2 of Stupid Derek