Hey! you’re an amazing writer and I love your imagines! If you have time would you be able to do a Stiles one where the reader hasn’t ever handled any of the supernatural fighting/death very well ever since someone close to her died and she has this scar from that battle she’s always reminded of and she knew about the supernatural before beacon hills and then one death in particular just pushes her over the limit because it reminds her of the one that caused the scar and becomes super distant
A/N- Thank you! Sorry for any typos.
Knock! Knock! Knock! You tossed one last shirt into the large black duffel sitting on your bed, and continued to ignore the persistent rapping at the door. It was tempting to walk over and open it, because you knew who was behind it, but you didn’t want to cause him any more pain. You zipped up the bag, just as you heard the door creak open. Unfortunately, Stiles had finally figured out it was unlocked. He called out to you just as you snatched your jacket from the bed, and pulled the bag onto your shoulder. “Y/n!” You huffed and walked out into the hall, grimacing as Stiles turned down it. “What the hell is this supposed to mean?” He walked toward you, phone outstretched, displaying the text you had sent him only twenty minutes ago. “‘I’m leaving. Don’t try to find me.’?’ Are you serious?” “Do I look like I’m serious?” you demanded, gesturing to the duffel on your shoulder. “You can’t actually be leaving. You can’t actually think that this is a good idea.” “Stiles, I can’t be here anymore,” you told him, your voice tight. “I’ve seen too many people die. I thought it would stop when I came to live with Argent. I thought it was over, and it hasn’t even started.” “Scott came back-” he protested. “And what if he hadn’t?” you spat. “What if you lost your best friend, like I did? Would you want to stay in this town, just waiting until someone finally takes you out too?” Stiles paled at the mention of Allison. You had moved in with the Argents after the murder of your own parents two years ago, an experience you had barely made it out of alive yourself. Allison became like a sister to you, and Stiles was honestly surprised you hadn’t tried to leave right after her death. He guessed it was because Argent needed you, but now he was gone too, and you were in the apartment alone. “People are still dying,” he finally choked. “Exactly. And I’m not going to wait around here and watch it happen.” “What if we can stop it?” “What if we can’t, Stiles? We couldn’t win forever. Something was always going to give.” “Yeah, but not everything,” he whispered hoarsely. “Not you.” You gave him a bitter smile. “Maybe. But maybe I was always meant to give.” You wrapped your arms around your stomach self-consciously, feeling the urge to add more cover to the scars you had received during the incident that landed you in Beacon Hills in the first place. It wasn’t so long ago that a vengeful alpha had plunged his claws into you, much like the way Theo had done to Scott in the library the other night. You had been thinking about leaving ever since Argent had gone after Kate, but seeing Scott die was what cemented the plan in your mind. You had lost too many people to keep going, and at this point, you didn’t want to try and keep fighting. Pretty soon, there would be nothing left to fight for, and you weren’t going to stick around to watch that happen. “No,” Stiles told you firmly. “I don’t believe you.” “I don’t need you to.” “You’re not going to walk out of here. You’re not going to walk away from us.” “Watch me.” You shouldered past him, but his fingers found your wrist, grasping it gently as he tugged you back. “Stiles,” you warned. Your voice contained a bitter edge, but he didn’t seem to be phased. “I can’t let you walk out of here, Y/n.” “You’re going to stop me?” You demanded harshly. “Stiles, I could kick your ass.” You hated this part of yourself, the one that felt the need to threaten the ones she loved just to escape. But you were desperate to find peace among the chaos, and you didn’t want to watch any more of your friends die. “Maybe. Maybe I could take you.” He took a step forward, gripping your wrist a little more tightly, and suddenly your instincts took over. You twisted your wrist in his grasp, breaking his hold, and in the same moment, slammed him up against the wall. Argent’s decor rattled against the plaster, and Stiles looked you straight in the eyes as you pinned him. “Point made,” he told you, his fingers reaching up to skim your wrist. “But I don’t care.” You sighed and released him, but his steely expression didn’t crack once. In a sense, Stiles had brought you back to life after the death of your parents. He cracked your icy demeanor in way that no one besides Allison had been able to. How could you possibly convince him that you would be better off without him? “I can’t let you go,” he said softly. “I’ll be fine.” “It’s not you I’m worried about.” You blinked, and perhaps you took too long to mull over his words, because he reached forward and pulled you into him. Stiles yanked you flush against him as he kissed you, and you could feel the warmth of his chest as it traveled through the thin fabric of your shirt. You could practically feel his heart beating against yours, or that might have just been your own, slamming against your rib cage in anticipation. Oh god, how that kiss ached. It seemed to travel down to yours toes, dancing across your rib cage and ripping a hole right through you, giving you just a taste of what you couldn’t let yourself have. You shoved him away roughly, causing his back to hit the wall again. He looked wounded, and you fought the urge to reach out to him. Instead, you bit the soft flesh of your tongue and glared. “Stiles, I’m sorry. I don’t feel that way about you.” He glanced at you carefully, and you expected to see him crumple in defeat, but instead, he did the opposite. “You’re lying.” “What?” Maybe you had shoved him away, but there was no doubt the kiss had affected you the same way it had him. It didn’t matter how roughly you had pushed him off. He had already seen. “You hesitated. You wanted it just as much as I did, and I know you don’t want to leave.” “I do!” you insisted. “You don’t!” he fired back. “You’re just scared!” “Damn right I’m scared! What happens when another one of us dies? What happens when Theo decides to kill you too?! What happens when you’re gone, Stiles?!” “You keep going!” “No,” you said softly, shaking your head. “I couldn’t. I wouldn’t want to…not without you.” “Y/n…” “I can’t…I can’t do this, Stiles.” You turned away, hiding your watering eyes. He couldn’t see you crying like this. He couldn’t know how much you cared, because if he did, he would never let you go. “Hey,” he said, turning you around slowly and bringing you into his arms. “Nothing’s gonna happen to me.” You shook your head, and let out a soft, gasping sob. “You can’t know that.” “I do,” he insisted. “I do, because you need me. And I’m not going anywhere while you still need me.” “I don’t want to watch anyone else die,” you whispered into his shoulder. “Especially not you.” “You won’t, but, Y/n…you can’t leave. We’d die without you. I mean, how many times have you saved my ass?” You let out something between a laugh and a sniffle, and you smiled. “I don’t think I can count that high.” Stiles’ lips twitched. “See? We need you. I need you.” He reached up, cupping your damp cheek and tracing your jaw bone with his thumb. “Please, stay here. Stay with us…with me.” He leaned in, resting his forehead against yours as he looked down at you with pleading eyes. You closed your eyes, took a deep breath, and leaned in to close the distance between you. His lips captured yours softly, and you gripped the fabric of his t-shirt as if it was the only thing holding you to the ground, to Beacon Hills. You didn’t want to watch anyone else die, but if you ran away from the few people you had left, you might as well already be dead. You were terrified of what would happen, but here, standing in Stiles’ arms, you felt that fear fading. Maybe he was right. Maybe no one else had to die, and maybe that thought was unrealistic, but it was also hopeful. And as Stiles pulled away and smiled down at you, that felt like a good thing to be.
Okay I’ve always wanted a kind of scene where it’s the last run in beacon hills. They need to have the final battle and defeat the bad guys. Scott would be taken by the hunters and tortured a little bit while the rest of the pack are running all over beacon hills to look for Scott. When Stiles and Lydia do enough research and detective work they think they find out where he is, but it’s only those 2 that go to the location. They try to be really subtle while walking through the dark hallways. When they reach the room Scott is being held in they peep through the doorway but then they quickly turn back and have their backs against the wall. No one has seen them yet, not even Scott. (Stiles is holding her like he did in 5x05) and they’re trying to keep their breaths short and soft. The Hunter starts circling Scott and threatening him with everything he cAn think of, it doesn’t affect Scott until the hunger starts talking about threatening his 2 best friends, Stiles and Lydia. Then Scott starts getting angry, huffing and puffing. “You would never catch them, they may be humans, but they’re too smart for you” while Scott is having this conversation with some bitch, stiles and Lydia can hear all of this from outside. “Scott, I’m a highly trained hunter for the supernatural. I’m sure I’d have no problem catching one skinny human boy and one very weak banshee. Then stiles is holding her even tighter outside whispering to her ear "Lydia don’t listen. You’re the most strongest and fiercest women I know.” Then back inside to Scott… “You don’t know those two the way I do okay?! They’re my best friends. I know every trick and turn they’d come up with and it definitely wouldn’t involve getting caught by an amateur hunter…” this is when an electric dial starts turning up, hurting Scott immensely. “Well if they were so smart and loyal as you say, wouldn’t they be here to save you before I kill you?” “I don’t care if you hurt me. I don’t care if you kill me. But I know one thing for sure, those two are pretty damn good together and if anyone is going to find me, or stop your ruin on Beacon hills. It would be those two to figure it all out.” At these words Stiles and Lydia come up from behind the wall. They sprint towards Scott and the Hunter. First, stiles bashes the back of the hunters head with a baseball bat then smashes the electric shocker to stop it. Then Lydia uses her strong banshee scream to push the Hunter threatening Scott 20 feet back in the air, with other hunters gathered in the back also getting pushed off. Then Scott, still chained in the chair is just looking at his two best friends with the proudest smile he has ever shown. They proved him right once again.
Hello Sterek shippers! I’ve received a lot of asks lately from people who’ve just joined the Sterek fandom, requesting fics and blog recs and all sorts of sterek goodies. So I thought, what better way to welcome new additions to the Sterek fandom than a Sterek Starter Pack? Thus, this monster of a list was born.
Safe Sterek Tags:
Sterek Centric Blogs:
hanging on & letting go
slow & steady
stop the world I wanna get off with you
King And Lionheart
under my skin
The One Keeping You Alive
it catches up with you
don’t make a sound now
The Beast and Wild Son
we will never get closer than this
we’re gonna start a fire
You Make Me Feel
can only mean i’m feeling scared to breathe
my eyes have chosen their
you are not letting me go
The Ink Under My Skin
f o c a l p o i n t
throw all your lucky coins on me
the best part is falling
don’t forget me
Forever And Always
So Easy to Argue
you made me feel again
Sterek Fan Videos:
Trailer: The road sign
You are by far the greatest thing that ever happened to him
Eventually the birds must land
Crazy in Love
Damn your eyes
someone needs to find derek
33 reasons to ship Sterek
Shut up, I love you
That Little Persistent Kid
500 Days of Stiles
but he loves you
In This Twilight How Dare You Speak Of Grace
Sterek, The Movie
If it’s about survival
Pride and Prejudice
Breath of Life
Trailer: What do you know?
we did kiss
The Rumor of Us
If you hear me
Beauty and the Beast
Dad, the Alpha and I
Why do you care?
Between Two Points
You love him, don’t you?
Spark, Flame, Burn
Everyday I get a little bit closer to you
Stay the Night
Shake it out
A Perfect Combination
What might we deduce about them?
Sterek Opening Credits
They are coming for your human
but he loves you
Never Let Me Go
The Sterek Show
Please Don’t Go
Not Another Sterek Movie
Between Two Points
U N C O N D I T I O N A L L Y
King & Lionheart
Red Riding Hood
Help, I’m Alive
The Wolf and I
Angel With A Shotgun
There’s always someone we can’t forget
Happy and Proud
The Battle of Beacon Hills
Stiles&Derek Logan&Veronica EPIC
Must Read Sterek Fics:
Kindred Spirits by Stoney (!!!!)
With Warmest Regards (Affectionately Yours) by asocialfauxpas (fuzzytomato)
Five Times the Sheriff Found Derek Hale in His Son’s Bedroom by suzvoy
My Heart Comes Tumbling Down by DevilDoll
My Bitchy Soulmate by tee_tee
Unwind by coffeeinallcaps
Hide Of A Life War by Etharei
Play Crack the Sky by Derbobbs
Binomial Coefficients by DevilDoll
Hemingway Can Suck It by KuriKuri
(not so) Pure Imagination by theroguesgambit
The Price by theroguesgambit
Occam’s Razor by MissAnnThropic
Forty Six and 2 by cacoethes79 (FaeryQueen07)
Regression to the Mean by theroguesgambit
The Chase by saltandbyrne
Come with Me and Walk the Longest Mile by DevilDoll
Crash Landers by gyzym
So Shed Your Skin and Lets Get Started by halfhardtorock
A Desperate Arrangement by mikkimouse
warm shadows by stilinskisparkles
Grounded on Living Skin by otter
Alpha Spikes by starbeast
all you’re giving me is friction by drunktuesdays
an exaltation of larks by llassah
Fly a Little Faster by mirrorkill
Kiss the Cook by idyll
Cornerstone by Vendelin
Sparkle Motion Speaking by coffeeinallcaps
Move A Mountain by ZainClaw
Touch My Body by bleep0bleep
Muffins As A Declaration Of Intent by JenNova
DILF by twentysomething
Thrill (like white-hot wire) by raisesomehale
By Any Other Name by entanglednow
No Homo by RemainNameless
There is a Brotherhood by minusoneday
Sideways and Slantways and Longways and Backways by hologramophone
To Have Outlived the Night by stillane
A Strong Heart and a Nerve of Steel by lupinus, uraneia
Cupboard Love by mklutz
Love Runs Wild by DevilDoll
What I Did On My Summer Vacation by grimm
Bones Straining Under the Weight by weathervaanes
Put That Wolf Back Where It Came From (or so help me!) by Jerakeen
Aftershocked by pyes
Five Times Detective Stilinski and Fire Captain Hale Had Sex In Public, and One Time They Did It In A Bed by bleep0bleep
Cherrybomb by the_deep_magic
Stiles’s Story Time by trilliath
Nowhere Man by 1lostone
But Not With Haste by uraneia
Pretty Melody by thepsychicclam
but monsters are always hungry, darling by Rena
Inevitability (About Damn Time) by accordingtomel
Howling for you by Lenore
the shortest distance between two points (is the line from me to you) by decideophobia
Slow by JenNova
Dude, Werewolves by mysecretashes
This is Not Our Fate by KindreTurnany
A Simple Life by Survivah
The Jelly to His Doughnut by blacktofade
we knew the hands of the devil by grimm
Living With Lycanthropy by WhoNatural
The One Where Stiles Vets Derek’s Girlfriends byuraneia
Summary:You have a rough day and all you want to do is relax, but not that kind of relax Theo has in mind.
Side Note: Sorry if this is short :/
Stress, stress and more stress piled on. It felt never ending and the amount of things you had to do was growing by the second. School assignments weren’t that bad, in fact, those were things you could find a nice rhythm to complete them all.
What really stressed you out was the on going secret battle between supernatural creatures, that most residents in Beacon Hills were unaware of. But those who were aware had to deal with a lot, and to top it all off dating a chimera who went power crazy and is now trying to find some common ground with Scott and the pack, was also another thing to worry about.
Theo Raeken had managed to woo you months ago, despite other people and your instincts telling you not to cross that line, you didn’t listen. It wasn’t the most ideal relationship, but it worked nonetheless for you and Theo.
Walking in your house the distance from the front door to your bedroom, seemed absolutely endless. Making to the bedroom you dropped everything at the door, falling on top of the bed you fell face first into the big fluffy pillow.
Lifting your head you saw Theo standing near the window, which you only presumed that’s how he got in.
“You have no idea” you replied, laying your head back down on the pillow.
Theo shortly came to join you and the right side of the bed sunk just a little. Shifted so you were comfortable, you changed positions so now you were laying on your back.
“I can think of one thing that will help you relax” Theo said.
“I’m not in the mood for that at all” you stated.
You heard him sigh, but in all honestly you couldn’t master up the energy to care. Sounds harsh but all you wanted was to not move for the next hour or so, the amount of stress and exhaustion you felt shouldn’t be normal whatsoever.
“We could watch a movie?” Theo suggested.
Groaning into the side of the pillow you heard Theo chuckled at your reaction, “I’m guessing that’s a no babe?” he said.
“Can we do something that doesn’t require a lot of movement, or for me to actually get up?” you asked.
“So sleep?” he asked.
You felt him lay down beside you and wrapped his arms around your waist, “If you want to sleep baby then sleep. I’ll be right here when you wake up”.
You turned so your eyes meet his, “But what are you going to do?” you asked with curiosity
“Wait for you to wake up” he laughed lightly.
“I could sleep for hours, you’re literally going to do nothing for hours?”
You started to draw light patterns on his shirt, it was something that you loved doing. “Do you want me to go then?” he asked.
Holding onto to him tightly you shook your head, you looked up and saw him smiling which was a rare thing. “Then go to sleep, I promise I’m fine with doing nothing. Plus if I’m bored I can just scroll through my phone” he said.
“Sorry I’m not more fun today babe” you replied.
He kissed the top of your head, “It’s just one of those days, I get it. Now close your eyes you sound and look exhausted Y/N”.
It was the biggest comfort to know that Theo would always look after your well being. It was the number one thing for Theo that you be happy, healthy and of course loved. Closing your eyes you snuggled closer as much as you could to Theo, and allowed for sleep to take over.
Prompt: Derek feels like Stiles doesn’t understand him and
just wants him to understand his perspective.
Derek was in the loft getting his reps in for his arms and
chest. He never missed a day, and his time working out was important. With
battle after battle in Beacon Hills, Derek wanted to be in the best of shape incase
an evil might try take over the town. However, some times Derek felt like the
others didn’t understand, especially Stiles. Stiles never understood his
obsession with constantly working out. Stiles loved his size, and his body, but
Derek wish it was something that would bring them closer together.
Stiles entered the loft, towards the end of Derek’s work
out. “Derek, what is it with you and the body building? You don’t need to keep
lifting”, Stiles rolls his eyes. Derek slightly ignored him and continued his
reps. “Stiles, I do it because it relaxes me, and I like the way I look”.
Stiles walks away, and Derek thinks to himself how his wished that Stiles
understood how he felt. As Derek started to clean himself up, unknown to him a
Djinn spirit had been listening to the entire conversation. “If Derek wants
Stiles to understand… That’s exactly what he is going to get!”. The two of them
were fairly quiet, until it was time for bed.
At about 1 in the morning, while both had been in a deep
sleep, the Djinn came back out into the room. He decided that it was time for
some fun. Looking over the bed, it seemed that Derek took up about 2/3 of it.
The Djinn made the covers disappear, and began to examine Stiles’ less than
impressive body. “Well… if Derek wants Stiles to understand, we’re going to
have to get to work”, raising his glowing hand towards Stiles. The young boy’s
body started to stretch, as 5’10 simply was not good enough… 6’2 sounds more
impressive. Stiles began to moan in his sleep, as more changes began to arise.
Bubbles began to erupt all over his body, as muscles slowly started to emerge. His
biceps began to grow and push Derek slowly farther off the bed. His shirt
started ripping as his pecs rounded up and pushed out. After his legs doubled
in size, and his dick lengthened significantly, his pants became shredded on
The Djinn admired his work, but knew he wasn’t finished. His
hand once again began to glow, but this time with a different result. It
started with his face. Hair began to grow on his checks, then his upper lip,
and then his chin forming a beard very similar to Derek’s. His newly plumped
pecs got a good covering of hairs as well as nice torso. The hairs on his arms
and legs got longer and darker. “Now he is beginning to look the part!” The
Djinn put his hands together. “He just needs to start thinking like Derek now!”.
His hand once again began to glow and Stiles began to be filled with knowledge
of working out, getting a deeper voice, and more masculine mannerisms. Impressed
with his work, the Djinn disappeared awaiting the two to be surprised in the
7 AM… Stiles heard the alarm and got up before Derek, but something
wasn’t right. He felt heavy, but he didn’t eat much last night… A little
disoriented, he got up and went to the bathroom. He turned the sink on and
washed his face. He was puzzled to the feeling of scruff on his face. He looked
up at the mirror and screamed! “DEREK… DEREK… COME HERE QUICK!” His heart was
racing at what he was looking at. Derek’s face was on alert, as he didn’t
recognize the man in his loft. “Who are you?”. Stiles rolling his eyes, “Very
funny, Derek, its me… It’s Stiles”. Derek’s eyes went wide at the disbelief in
front of him. Stiles began to look at his new bod. He flexed his arms, squeezed
his new pecs, and began to feel all his new body hair. “Stiles, you kind of
look like me?”. Dude, I feel powerful… his new voice boomed. Stiles instantly
got rock hard and his new member got Derek’s attention. Derek loved this new
Stiles, he was big, powerful, and might finally understand how Derek thinks.
Stiles was still feeling himself up, his new beard, his new pecs, and his new
member. Stiles looked up at Derek, “Wanna work out with me?!” Derek smiled and
new that this would be amazing for both of them.
because there’s not enough girl love and sister ship things:
please imagine lydia and malia still being friends, even after stydia becomes a thing. (and i’m so mad that kira and allison’s friendship didn’t grow more because that scene where they worked together jUST. MY HEART.) imagine how awkward it would be at first for all of them, but at the end of the day malia cares about them and their happiness, and slowly but surely gets over stiles.
please imagine group hugs between kira, lydia, and malia. then big sis malia brings in hayden. and there’s braeden standing on the side because she claims to “not do hugs” but kira and malia go for it anyway and asdfghjk. the cayoot.
please imagine isaac coming back to beacon hills. imagine isaac becoming another big brother figure to liam. isaac and malia meeting for the first time and thinking, “who the fuck are you?” scott pairing them off when the pack has to split up and they just – groans. but they actually work super well together and get shit done.
please imagine kira and lydia exchanging knowing glances when they see malia with isaac. imagine them getting hayden in on it and they’re all smug as shit. malia looking back at them and seeing the looks on their faces and she just throws her arms out like, “…what?”
imagine the synchronous: “nothing!”
scott, stiles, and liam teasing the hell out of isaac about malia and, admittedly, it’s awkward for stiles at first, but scott reassures him that the feeling will pass because he’s been through it with allison. isaac denying that he has any feelings for her whatsoever. him and malia? pfft. whaat. like that would ever happen.
concerned!boyfriends and worried!girlfriends trying to find each other, only to be reunited after a close call. scott picking up kira and twirling her around before setting her down and kissing her passionately. lydia slamming into stiles and nearly knocking him over and he clumsily catches his balance before his arms drape around her and g u h. actual puppies liam and hayden beaming at each other and holding hands and going in for the kissus despite the dirt and grime on their faces.
isaac and malia walking up to each other.
“yeah, i’m fine.”
and because it’s so instinctive, they both go in for a hug at the same time, exPRESSIONS SOFTENING OVER THE OTHER PERSON’S SHOULDER BEFORE THEY REALIZE WHAT THEY’RE DOING AND PULL APART AND LOOK IN OPPOSITE DIRECTIONS BECAUSE THEY’RE FUCKING DORKS.
malia being so confused and conflicted about her feelings now because she doesn’t know what to do and she doesn’t understand how she can go from barely standing isaac to falling head over heels for him and she goes to LYDIA AND LYDIA INVITES KIRA OVER AND KIRA AND LYDIA CURL UP BESIDE MALIA AND TALK ABOUT RELATIONSHIPS AND FEELINGS AND ASDFGHJKKJH GIRL THINGS.
triple dates? more like saving beacon hills and tag-teaming during battle. so romantic amiright.
stiles seeing lydia actually use her powers in full force and being in total awe while holding his bat. “kick his ass, baby. i got your flower.”
THE GIRLS SAVING THE BOYS. please imagine malia and hayden landing on all fours, canines bared, eyes glowing, kira wielding her katana and sinking into her fighting stance, and lydia doing her own little pose with her palms out and fingers curled and knees bent.
hayden getting away from theo and the mccall pack being a positive influence on her. hayden never having real female friends until kira, lydia, and malia. hayden looking up to the girls and wanting to be as strong as them because they’ve been through so much.
lydia taking the girls shopping because shopping is a must.
the girls anchoring each other when the boys aren’t around.
the boys lowkey boasting about how amazing their girls are. isaac idly bringing up malia. and how good her butt looks in a tight pair of pants and wHAT HE DID NOT SAY THAT.
malia initiating that first kiss though. feeling like her face is on fire and for some reason she can’t?? stop smiling?? so of course she’s gonna text kira and then of course kira is gonna text lydia and of course they’re gonna show up at malia’s house within seconds because this is an eMERGENCY.
“do you have to lean up on your tiptoes to kiss him?”
“have you talked to him about it?”
“you need to go see him. right now.”
scott giving isaac that knowing look. stiles giving isaac ‘the talk’.
“if you ever hurt her, just know i will be first in line to kick your ass.”
“i’m not afraid to punch a werewolf.”
*distressed scott noises*
confused bby liam. “are they always like this?”
understanding, bemused scott. “yeah. it’s just how they show affection.”
little spoon!malia. imagine. kira, lydia, and hayden talk about how much they love being the little spoon and, since malia’s only ever been the big spoon she doesn’t know what that’s like. but the first time she sleeps with isaac, he rolls over and spoons her in his sleep and she wakes up first and realizes what’s happening and she’s like oh. o h. so tHIS IS WHAT THIS IS.
Derek Hale & Stiles Stilinski. The bickering superhero duo who never asked to be paired together, but more often than not found themselves fending off villains side by side. They battled each other every step of the way, scoffing at each other’s tactics, snarking mid-battle as they rid Beacon Hills of evildoers. Some say it’s a miracle the city gets saved at all, but they have yet to be bested. They provide strength to the other’s weakness, built up trust through the trials, unwittingly let love seep in through the cracks of the sassiest of remarks, and save not only the city, but each other in every way.
Stiles and derek are in an established relationship and stiles totals his jeep. He gets hurt, minor injuries like a broken limb and stitches, and Derek hovers the whole time in the ER super worried and adorable. Bonus points if stiles is more worried about his jeep.
Stereky love, Stilinski family feels, and a dash of Destiel!
Packs of werewolves are descending upon Beacon Hills. The Argents have called the Winchesters and asked for their help in fending them off. The hunters and the Hale pack must put aside their differences if they want Beacon Hills to survive.
I’ve somehow got over 100 followers on this little blog, so I thought in honour of that I’d make my first ever rec list! I’ve been feeling really crappy lately but awesome fics have helped to cheer me up, so I thought I’d make a list of fics guaranteed to make you feel better when you’re studying, stressed or sick!
Summary: Theo’s been trying to get you to go out with him for months, and isn’t going to stop until you agree to going on a date with him.
“Y/N, Y/N! I know you can hear me princess” Theo whispered loudly from across the table.
You had a free period and needed to go over this essay for English that you had to get finished by the end of the day. So it only annoyed you more when Theo wouldn’t quit in trying to get your attention. His been trying to get you to go on several dates with him since he came to Beacon Hills. However every time he asked, you declined which only made him more determined to try again.
Now it came to the point where you didn’t know if Theo was being serious or he was just very good at playing the game, whatever that may be. He was a tough person to figure out and each day things didn’t get any clearer.
“Are you really going to ignore me?” he asked you.
Keeping your head down you kept your eyes on the paper in front of you. Until Theo changed up his tactics and sat down next to you, completely making any attempt to ignore him seem pointless. “You know I won’t give up, especially when it comes to you. So why don’t you stop being stubborn princess and just give me a chance”.
It wasn’t like your plate was already full with school work and battling whatever supernatural creature came through Beacon Hills, now Theo insisted that your focus shift from that to him. “You know why I’m not giving you a chance” you told him.
“Because of the pack?” he asked.
“Because I don’t trust you Theo”. Getting up you were about to start packing but Theo wasn’t having any of it and stood up placing his hand on yours, to stop you from collecting your things.
“You don’t trust me because you’ve never given me a chance. Do you honestly think I would ever hurt you Y/N?”.
Pushing his hand away you grabbed the rest of your things, before turning back to him. “I think you believe you would never hurt me, but Theo hurting people is in your natural. And I refuse to be one of the girls on your list that you throw away when you get bored”.
You could feel his eyes on you as you walked away, and as much as you hated hurting someone’s feelings or being brutally honesty Theo needed to hear it…just like you needed to say it.
The whole day after the library incident with Theo wasn’t what you had in mind, how he managed to be the only thing you thought about irritated you. There were more importantly things to think about, but no Theo had to be the one constant topic.
This English paper wasn’t getting anywhere either, you only had 2 more paragraphs to write and at this point you were sure it was going to be near impossible. Looking down at your phone the library was still going to be open for another hour or so, and going home was something you didn’t really want to do so the library it is.
Walking through the double doors the library was silent just the way you hoped it would be. Sitting down at your usual table you begun work.
“I guess we both had the same idea”.
Of course he was here….peace and quiet wasn’t going to happen it seemed.
“What are you doing here Theo?” you asked beyond annoyed that he ruined your study mood once again.
“I thought this was our spot?” he asked leaning against the bookshelf.
“If we had a spot it would be somewhere that’s better than a school library” you replied back.
“Then let’s find a new one?”.
Picking up your bag you had to give Theo points for determination and persistence, and never in your life have you had someone this invested or interested in you. But that also made you cautious at what his overall motives were.
“How about let’s not” you said heading for the door. Theo blocked your way quicker than you could say move.
“Why won’t you leave me alone!?” you asked maybe a little too loudly.
“Because I can’t okay! Because from the moment I saw you standing beside Scott that night when he got attacked, I wanted nothing more than too get to know more about you. I’m not the type of guy to beg princess, but all I want is you. So let me prove to you how much I love you Y/N, all I’m asking for is you to give me that chance”.
You stood in shock, “Wait you love me? You never said you love me Theo”.
He stepped forward coming face to face with you. Looking into his eyes you saw no deception you only saw hope. “I knew you wouldn’t believe me, that’s why I wanted to take you out. I wanted to show you that I’m more than that guy the pack has got you to think I am”.
“You love me…you can’t love me. I mean you can I-I..”
Theo cut you off by pressing his lips to yours. The only thought was Theo Raeken told you that his in love with you, and now he was kissing you which you responded by kissing him back.
“I can love you princess, and I do. So how about now you let me take you out on a date?” he asked.
“One date Theo, just one” you said making it very clear that he only had one chance.
He smiled “Just one date is all I need to get you to change your mind about me”.
He left the library leaving you still in a daze of confusion at how things could change in the span of a few hours. It still hadn’t sunk in that Theo had allowed himself to be vulnerable, especially considering he always made sure he was anything but that. You didn’t know what was going to happen between you and him. However what you did know was that the only way you could form an opinion about Theo was not to listening to anyone else, but by giving him a chance.
Stiles should of known (with his track record) forgetting the zombie apocalypse was a legit thing that would happen to him.
Seriously, his life.
Stiles wakes up in the middle of the zombie apocalypse with no memory of the last six months of his life and no clue where his family and friends are, or where he his for that matter. Luckily for him he’s saved by a rather broody dude and his stranger-than-the-Addams-family family. Things probably couldn’t get worse, then again, it is Stiles.
Derek Hale and his Specialized Combat Agents Unit are assigned to B-CON Base, a research facility in the heart of the lone human settlement on planet Cali. Normally, such an isolated place would not warrant the presence of Specs - the Infection is raging across the known galaxy, after all, and zombies don’t kill themselves (unless there are no tastier alternatives at hand) - but Derek is on a private hunt for his sister. He soon discovers that the rest of his team have ties to the place as well.
It’s all just coincidence, of course. (No matter what Stiles bleats on about those.)
It takes effort for Stiles to squeeze it out, as it always does. “I am a partially deceased syndrome sufferer, and what I did in my untreated state is not my fault.”
An In the Flesh fusion wherein Stiles is a partially deceased syndrome sufferer coming home, Scott joined the HVF and took a level in badass, and Beacon Hills turns into a battle ground over reintegration.
Stiles never saw it coming, not the world ending or even the zombies that came with it. Stuck at school and all alone, he had to make due with whatever he could find around the abandoned college that he decided to make his home.
When the zombie apocalypse sweeps across the U.S., the Beacon Hills pack is disbanded, leaving Stiles alone in a town filled with the undead. When he finds Derek, all they can do is keep moving, keep surviving, because they may some of the last survivors left. They find out just how much they really need each other on their cross-country road trip that leads to home in more ways than one.
Fortune favors the prepared, or at least that’s what Stiles always believed. Never did he think the emergency supplies he’d accumulated in the event of a major disaster would ever be used. The world goes to hell thanks to a catastrophic outbreak and their small group of survivors has to make it halfway across the country where Gerard Argent apparently built an apocalypse-proof homestead (Leave it to that horrible man to be paranoid enough before his death for it to benefit them after it).
The road won’t be easy, especially because there are almost a thousand miles separating him from college and Beacon Hills. He had no intentions of letting that stop him. He was nothing if not determined.
Can everyone make it to Iowa alive, and what will it cost them along the way?
A fic based on an AU Prompt of a teen wolf version of the movie ‘Warm Bodies’.
“So… What’s your name?” Derek asks, pushing around a canned peach with his plastic fork.
“Uh.” Is the zombie’s response, much more intelligent than he’d originally thought the corpses were. Sure, it’s not a full conversation, but this one tries. This one saved him, and didn’t eat him while he slept.
“Do you not have a name?” He asks, looking at the confused expression on the corpse’s face. Maybe he can’t remember it. Derek thinks it’s sad.
“Uh. St…Uh, I..” It tries, scratching at the buzz cut hair, foggy eyes searching the room and then Derek’s face.
“…Stuart?” He supplies, but the corpse shakes his head, nose turned up. “Steven? Stu? S…Stiles?”
“Huh?” That catches his attention, the last one.
“Stiles.” Derek nods, thinking it’s odd, but good. Like him. “That can be your name. Okay?”
A Warm Bodies crossover. Stiles is the rebellious son of the slightly despotic leader of the survivors, D is a zombie who has weird amount of brain function considering he’s dead, and the zombie apocalypse is really no place to make any kind of love connection.
“He’s not my zombie boyfriend. That’s probably necrophilia, anyway.”
Later, hunger settles in, wakes him up inside the walls of a coffin buried 6 feet underground. And without thinking of anything besides that starvation living deep inside him, he claws and pushes his way up and out from below. All around, he hears the struggles of dozens of bodies given new life, laboring to free themselves just as they did when they were born the first time.
Together they make their way out of the graveyard and follow the sounds of life.
All the while, the hunger never abates. Even after he’s fed, it’s his constant companion.
Stiles is a zombie (sorry, Partially Deceased Syndrome sufferer) in recovery and about to return home after 4 years of being a mindless killing machine.
Teen Wolf AU: After barely having survived the battle against the nogitsune, Allison and Stiles leave Beacon Hills for good. On the road to nowhere they learn to share their pain and eventually find peace far from home.
The battle that has raged on for 4 long years, claimed many lives and driven most remaining residents out of Beacon Hills, is finally over.
Newly evolved Alpha Derek S. Hale, son of the late Alpha Talia Hale, returned to Beacon Hills stronger, wiser, and ready to assume his rightful place as Protector of Beacon Hills. Alpha Hale, along with mate and pack emissary Stiles Stilinski, sister Cora Hale, betas Boyd, Reyes, and Lahey fended off the seemingly endless waves of Supernatural forces that invaded the territory when the Nemeton exerted a potent pulse, beckoning them forth in droves.
Though the battle has been won, the war is far from over.
The Hale Pack, a proven formidable force, may face challenges in the near future; some old foes, some new, all potentially drawn to the power not of the now dormant Nemeton, but of the Hale Pack themselves.
When questioned if they’re prepared for the onslaught of potential challengers to their territory, Alpha Hale stated with a smirk:
“I think the real question here is, are they ready for us?”
Max and Lexi weren’t supposed to be getting involved in the packs business, that was Stiles’ thing. But that didn’t mean enemies of the pack didn’t know to target them. So it shouldn’t have been a surprise when Max and Lexi had been used to start the newest war in Beacon Hills. The battle between vampires and werewolves had been long and brutal, many on both sides being hurt.
One of the vampires had lunged at Stiles only for Max to get in the way, Stiles had been too busy fighting another off that he didn’t see his brother go down. Nearly all the blood had been drained from Max’s body before Malia noticed and took down the vampire.
Finally the battle was over, the remaining vampires having fled for their lives. Stiles rushed to Lexi and help her stand. “Lexi, are you alright? Where’s Max?!”
Hello so can you recommand me so really angsty fics? Like really really (no deaths but like, they can't understand each other, they are apart or other) thanks!!
Angst, Hurt/Comfort and Heartwrenching Sterek Fics
Cornerstone by Vendelin (E, 83k) Suffering from PTSD, ex-Marine Derek Hale moves back to Beacon Hills to open a bookshop and find a calmer life. That’s where he meets Stiles, completely by accident. Stiles is talkative, charming and curious. Somehow, despite the fact that he’s blind, he’s able to read Derek like no one else. [gay!Stiles]
Play Crack the Sky by Derbobbs (E, 123k) Excerpt from “Hale Pulls the Plug on the Future of Rock,” Rolling Stone, Issue 1203 – Oct. 2014 “Fans and music industry vets alike are left reeling in the wake of bassist Derek Hale’s sudden departure from Smokes for Harris. At a time when the foursome from Beacon Hills, California seems to be on the cusp of rock superstardom after just one double platinum record, Smokes has everything to lose.” Excerpt from “Smokes for Harris: Gladiator,” SPIN.com – Feb. 2015 “Smokes for Harris gives in a little to the pop punk of yesteryear in their sophomore effort, but rather than pandering to fans of a lost era they elevate the genre in a way that hasn’t been seen in quite some time. Frontman Stiles Stilinski works double duty as singer and primary songwriter and proves that he can handle the task even without former bassist Derek Hale.”
Safety in Silence by Survivah (M, 67k) It’s perfectly understandable. Even Derek wouldn’t want to be Derek’s soulmate.
Stand Fast in Your Enchantments by DevilDoll (E, 77k) ”Stiles knew damn well what a pissed-off wolf sounded like, and every hair on the back of his neck was telling him that somewhere in this room was a very pissed-off werewolf.” An AU in which Derek is feral, Stiles is magical, and they eat a lot of fast food.
Yes is a World by jezziejay (M, 10k) When the nemeton casts a protection spell over Beacon Hills, Stiles can finally go to college. Derek thinks this might be a good thing. In which Stiles falls in love and Derek learns a lot.
lodestone by llassah (T, 5k) “We could…we could be something, couldn’t we?” Stiles murmurs, eyes slipping shut. Derek looks at the IV line in his arm, the bandages covering his chest, his leg. His hand, pale against the hospital sheets, palm up. Derek waits until he’s sure Stiles is asleep before he responds. It takes Stiles eight years to ask the question again. It’s okay. Derek can wait.