▶▶ A Start by Inell
Teen And Up | 1,458w
Derek’s acting like a jealous boyfriend. The only issue? He and Stiles aren’t dating.
▶▶ An RA’s Guide to Mutual Pining by alocalband
Teen And Up | 2,208w
“Stiles, this is the sixth time in two weeks that you’ve locked yourself out of your own room in the middle of the night and that Scott won’t pick up his phone to let you in.”
“Uh, yeah, man, tell me about it. He really needs to step up his roommate game.”
Derek seriously can’t take this anymore.
▶▶ Candy Hearts by dragon_temeraire
General | 1,133w
Stiles decides that, since they’re the only two single members of the pack, he and Derek should spend Valentine’s Day together.
▶▶ Cute Bus Stop Guy by leslieknopeismyspiritanimal
Teen And Up | 2,142w
The guy gave him a curt little nod and neatly sidestepped him, continuing on his way. Stiles snuck a look over his shoulder, and yep, the rear view in those tight slacks was pretty good, too. The guy stopped at the bus stop, leaning against the sign, and Stiles sighed. It was a dreamy sigh, even he could admit that.
He had a feeling he was going to become a morning person.
▶▶ Delivery Drivers: Unsung Heroes of the Restaurant Biz by DeliberateMisspelling
Teen And Up | 4,756w
Derek Hale is a Good Samaritan, okay? That’s how he got roped into helping out Laura in the first place. Helping the attractive stranger who just literally collapsed into his arms might be more fun, though. Not that he’ll ever admit it, especially since he got puked on first.
▶▶ Demanding Forever Series  That Stalky Thing by wangler
Mature | 2,560w
Derek frowns, thrown off. Teenagers are confusing.
 Scientists Document This Stuff by wangler
Explicit | 3,264w
“Your arbitrary sex rules are getting really old,” Stiles says, lipping at Derek’s mouth like a goat at a petting zoo.
▶▶ Dog’s Best Friend by otter
General | 8,923w
Other people might have found the name of the place off-putting. Stiles didn’t. He was actually relieved, when Scott handed him a business card that said “HALEHOUNDS” across the top, because clearly, if anybody could recognize and understand the evil that lurked within his dog’s fluffy precious body, it was these people.
▶▶ Former Employment by dragon_temeraire ★
Teen And Up | 4,023w
Professor Stilinski is definitely not expecting to see his favorite porn star among the students of his Human Sexuality class.
▶▶ Help Wanted (But Not Really) by reillyblack ★
Mature | 20,525w
“Stiles, I’ll clear up your confusion about the position. Derek here needs someone to live with him. He’s a difficult person to live with, so I won’t sugarcoat that. But his responsibilities at the company right now make it impossible for him to actually take care of himself and his home. That would be your job,” Laura explained.
Both Stiles and Derek objected at the same time.“
▶▶ Hot Like Burning by leslieknopeismyspiritanimal
Teen And Up | 2,762w
In which Derek is the grumpy neighborhood firefighter, and Stiles is a bit of a lovestruck idiot.
for Jen, loosely based on this post, because i’ve had a super hard week and she made it ever so slightly better.
He’s so close. He just needs to stretch that little bit further, strain the tips of his fingers and—
“Shit!” Stiles’ foot slips off the bottom shelf he’d been using for leverage, he grabs for something, catches hold of a packet of Weetabix—shit, the irony that if he’d eaten more as a kid maybe he’d be taller and not have to be reaching in the first place, so funny, universe— and shuts his eyes. He’s hoping the fall doesn’t kill him. It’s Saturday morning, he wants to go to the park later and toss a Frisbee around with Scott, pretend like it’s official exercise; there’s still two episodes of SouthLAnd he has DVR’d that he never got round to; he hasn’t had life altering sex yet; he’s only been in New York four months and he still hasn’t made it to the Statue of Liberty; he needs to meet George Lucas!
To his surprise, his ass never hits the floor. Instead, there’s a pair of hands catching him round the waist, a noise of irritation huffed into his ear, and Stiles’ legs right themselves on the ground.
“Dude!” He spins, beaming with relief and feels his mouth fall open a little. He maybe just called a magnificent specimen possibly related to the sun god dude. There’s broad shoulders and a sharp jawline, eyes Stiles can’t pick a color to describe accurately enough for—like some stupid paint commercial’s wet dream, forest green, but also sea mist? Both, both is good. The eyebrows, too. One of which is currently arched at Stiles, and displaying a clear amount of unimpressed disdain.