vanished colors



Pairing: OptionalBias/Reader

It didn’t take him long to realize what happened.

He knew even before his manager rushed up to the side of the stage, phone pressed against their ear, a face of regret.

The crowd that was full of color only moments before faded into all shades of black, white, and gray. Everything became dull in the matter of seconds, no sound entered his ears. His thoughts muddled. Giving any reason that all color would vanish so quickly.  

It couldn’t be real, it had to be a dream. A mistake. Anything.

The others on stage stood oblivious to the mans trouble, interacting with each other with joyful smiles as they laughed, interacting with the crowd. They soon became aware as he rushed across the stage, trying to get past all of the people backstage and in his dressing room. Passing his manager in the process, who only proved that his worst nightmare was indeed happening.

This uncommon thing, it happened everyday to many people. But he couldn’t believe it happened to him, or really, his soulmate.

He scrambled for his phone, avoiding all of the missed calls and messages from anyone who would tell him what he already knew. He was pleading with any god that would listen, ‘please pick up’ He was determined for your voice to come out as cheerful as it always was when he would call when on tour. The way you always were able to make him unwind and be able to be himself for the few minutes. The way you laughed when his members shouted incoherently in the background. The scolding voice you had when you told him he needed to look after his health.

“Hey, it’s Y/N! I’m probably busy so if it’s important, leave a message!”

‘She’s busy, yeah that’s it’ He told himself, terrified at the flood of messages that popped up on his screen.

I’m so sorry.

I can’t imagine the pain you’re feeling right night.

Please talk to us soon.

The phone soon soon stoped vibrating as it hit with the farthest wall, the screen shattering as it made contact with the ground. The quiet room left him with only his memories.

The first time the two of you met.

The explosion of colors that he could finally understand.

Your first date.

When you met his parents.

When he met yours.

Your late night talks about marriage.

Him buying a ring.

He didn’t finish the concert. Or the tour. He locked himself in his apartment, staring at the pictures of the once vibrant part of his life

And it wasn’t the colors.

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.

We Grew A Little And Knew A Lot *** by noxlunate | E | Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.

 “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.

Operation FOIDLMBISMGAEM *** by noxlunate | NR | Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.

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.

Strong Alpha, Strong Pups *** by Snare | E | Magic Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.

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.

You Smell Like Mine by bleep0bleep, marguerite_26 | E | Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.

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.

Dangerous Liaisons by eeyore9990 | E | Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.

“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.

Inevitability (About Damn Time) *** by  accordingtomel | E | 

“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.”

Just Realize What I Just Realized *** by literaryoblivion | TauA | 

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…

Lunches, Knitting and Definitely Not Dating *** by noxlunate | TauA | M-Preg Stiles. Deputy Derek

“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.)

May I Interest You in an Apology Muffin? *** by @leslieknopeismyspiritanimal | NR | Different Meeting AU

  ‘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

Shadows and Soda Cans by vampireisthenewblack | E | Human Stiles.

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.]

Ten Feet Off the Ground *** by Leslie_Knope | E | Different Meeting AU. Human Stiles. 

“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.)

Void ab initio by Leslie_Knope | E | Grew Up Together AU.

“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.”

Untitled *** by @braedens  | NR | 

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.

Sweeter Than Honey *** by the_painless_moustache | E | Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.

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.

Can Life Be Perfect Please *** by Sensei_Briefs | E | Mating Run AU. Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.

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.

Courting Nerves by ohhitsanna | TauA | Alpha Derek. Omega Stiles.

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. 

I’ll Take Care Of You (No Matter What) by AlexandriteWard | E | Underage | Author asked not to reveal Genders.

“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.

Irreplaceable Sorrow, Irreplaceable Joy *** by RTSideStories | E | True Mates AU. Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.

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.)

Like James Dean, Only Sadder by 42hrb | TauA | BAMF Stiles. Jock Derek. | High School AU

The star of the Beacon Hills High School baseball team and Beacon Hills resident bad boy probably have nothing in common, right?

Looks Can Be Deceiving by literaryoblivion | E | Alpha Stiles. Omega Derek.

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.

Of Debutantes and Dashing Dreamboats by missmagoo | M | Omega Derek. Alpha Stiles.

Derek is a debutante. Stiles is a cocky party-crasher from the public high school.

Of First Times and Falling In Love by missmagoo | E | Omega Derek. Alpha Stiles.

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.

Of Babies and The Making of Them by missmagoo | E | Omega Derek. Alpha Stiles.

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.”

Say It With Me (Don’t Assume) by KuriKuri | E | Alpha Derek. Omega Stiles.

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.

Tell Me You Love Me, I’ll Take The Pain Away by ohhitsanna | TauA | Underage, Derek is 10 Years older than Stiles. | True Mates AU | Alpha Derek. Omega Stiles.

“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.

The Little Glass Button by AlexandriteWard | TauA | Cinderella AU | Omega Derek. Alpha Stiles.

“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.” 

Through the Breaks in the Foliage by cloadsarefluffy | M | Mating Season AU. Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek.

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.

To Fill a Home by cloudsarefluffy | E | Alpha Derek. Omega Stiles.

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.

Morning Sunshine! by neo_trickster | E | Alpha Derek. Omega Stiles.

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”

A series of unfortunate blind dates by jazzyhandsy | M | Alpha Derek. Omega Stiles.

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.

Scent Left Unsaid by bleep0bleep | M | AO3 account required to read. | Human Stiles. 

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.

hope you know (i won’t let go) by allhalethekings | GA | Werewolf Stiles

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.

Smell Your Intentions *** by redeyedwrath | TauA | Werewolf Stiles

“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.

Beacon Hills Werewolf Mafia by polarNoboriryu | TauA | Supernatural-Teen Wolf Crossover

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.

Don’t Be Afraid by captainahmedica | TauA | 

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”.

Howling in the Moonlight *** by Fanfiction_Is_Literature | TauA | Werewolf Stiles

Teen Wolf if Stiles had been the one to get bitten.

Let me take care of you *** by LillianDeLooney | M | M-Preg

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…

Love Tied! by wolfsbite92 | E | 

Stiles & Derek are kidnapped and tied up in the most unfortunate circumstance and Stiles gets hard!

Nacho Fortune *** by LillianDeLooney | M | M-Preg

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.

Only Fools Do What I Do *** by CharWright5 | E | Omega Stiles. Alpha Derek

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.

Somehow it was Still Scott’s Fault by i_amtheoutlaw | E | M-Preg

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.

Stiles The Teen Wolf Season One *** by AkemiAsh | M | Werewolf Stiles

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

Tell Me A Lie by MellytheHun | E | Werewolf Stiles

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.

The Time John Stilinski Learned To Knock by 42hrb | M |

John Stilinski comes home from a long shift and just wants to relax, then he hears a noise coming from Stiles’ room.

Welcome to the Pack, Omega by alisvolatpropiis | E | Different Meeting AU | Werewolf Alpha Stiles. Omega Derek

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.

You Make My Heart Shake, Bend and Break *** by ChloeWeird | M | Trigger Warning: Alcohol Abuse/Domestic Violence

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.

Full Homo, Bro by crossroadswrite | TauA | High School AU

(317): Your poor dick will look at you and scowl for all the abuse he’s going to take this week.
“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.”

Scent Marking For Dummies by Hatteress | TauA | Human Stiles

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.

Seriously, it’s like your photoshopped. *** by nevermetawolf | TauA | Crazy, Stupid, Love AU

“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.”

Tell Me You’ve Had Enough (My Dear We Still Have Everything) by crossroadswrite | TauA | M-preg Omega Stiles. Beta Derek

(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”
“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.”

When I said I wanted someone to fall for me, this isn’t what I meant by crossroadswrite | GA |

(801):The last person that asked me out got pushed down an escalator
“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.

Long Overdue by tangowhiskey | E | M-Preg

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.

Romancing The Sourwolf. (Or, Stiles Stilinski’s 100% Foolproof Guide To Getting Your Man.) *** by lucyinthesoupwithcroutons | TauA | 

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 Want To Say Yes, Sir *** by Wheresmymadmaninabox | E | Young Derek. High School AU.

“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.

I’ve Been Everywhere With You *** by Leslie_Knope | E | 

“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.

an awful curse by leak k (blinkiesays) | TauA |

Isaac is asleep in a chair. The angle of his neck makes Derek wince in sympathy.

"Isaac,” Derek says.

Isaac snaps awake immediately.


“Where’s Stiles?”

“Stiles?” Isaac asks.

Jesus. It’s not like they know more than one.

an exaltation of harks *** by llassah | E | Alpha Wolf Derek. Omega Stiles.

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.

awful, wonderful you *** by stlinkskisparkles | M | Boarding School AU | Human Derek

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.

Balloon Animals Are Awesome *** by DiscontentedWriter | E |

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.


(Or: In which Secret Service Agent Derek Hale accidentally gets bonded to First Son Stiles Stilinski. Oops.)

Burning Glances (Turning Heads) *** by Yiichi | NR | 18th Century AU | Cinderella AU | Tailor Stiles. Noble Derek.

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.

But Not With Haste by uraneia | E | X-Men AU | Mutant Stiles. Alpha Derek

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.”


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.

Chocolates & Pomegranates *** by Dexterous_Sinistrous | TauA | Omega Derek. Alpha Stiles.

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.

Don’t Worry Baby by kalpurna | E | Hooker Stiles. Werewolf Derek

“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.

How to Win an Argument Without Really Trying by ssfan | E | 

It started with a kiss.

Well, actually, it started with an argument.

Like a Secret *** by rufflefeather | E | 

Stiles can’t get it up in the aftermath of the whole Nogistune trauma.

no aphrodisiac like loneliness *** by thepsychicclam | E | Future Fic

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.

Rare Books and Special Collections *** by KuriKuri | E | Omega Writer Derek. Alpha Librarian Stiles.

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. *** by @alocalband | NR | Valentine’s Day Fic

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.

With Warmest Regards (Affectionately Yours) *** by asocialfauxpas (fuzzytomato) | M | Royalty AU

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.

A Mating Moon by unpossible | E | Hooker Stiles | 

“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.

In This Twilight How Dare You Speak of Grace *** by secondstar | E | Apocalypse AU | BAMF Stiles. Alpha Derek.

Zombies. Stiles always knew the world would end this way.

The One Where They’re Forced To Marry In Ye Olden Times *** by Stoney | E | Arranged Marriage AU | 

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 Socioeconomic Repercussions of Mutually Assured Destruction *** by alocalband | E | High School AU | 

“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.”

To Be Worthy Of Hope by alocalband | TauA | Soulmate AU | 

“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.)

36 Questions by Leslie_Knope | TauA | Future Fic

“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.”

5 ways cosmo can help you win your man by stilinskisparkles | TauA | College/University AU

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

Ashes, Ashes by ShanaStoryteller | TauA | 

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.”

Under Construction

“Are you still pretending to be taking pictures of me, Noct?” asked Ignis and made a subtle nod toward Gladio. He smirked at the increasingly visible blush on Noctis’ face.

“I’m not dignifying that with an answer,” said Noctis, fiddling with his camera. “But if you could tap him on the shoulder so that he turns around, that’d be great.”

“It would, wouldn’t it?” Ignis quirked an eyebrow.

“So, uh, what’s for dinner?” Noctis dug his feet into the sand, face hidden behind his brightly yellow cap.

“Oh, boy,” Ignis sighed, amused but mostly amazed by how long Noctis’ crush on Gladio had lasted.

Any royal advisor worth his weight in gold would advise his king against having fruitless affairs with someone so close to him and the throne, let alone develop crushes and, the gods forbid, fall in love with such a person.

But what would life be without court intrigue? Besides, Noctis was wound up so tightly, Ignis feared he wouldn’t allow himself crushes and the like. This was good.

“Gladio?” Ignis called.

Gladio tore his attention from the spectacular view of the vast ocean and the lights from the restaurant playing on the surface and turned around.

“What’s up?”

A bright light had both Ignis and Gladio step back, arms over their eyes to shield themselves from what could’ve easily been lightning. As the color spots vanished from their sight, they saw Noctis scroll through his pictures eagerly and then hold a thumb up toward them.

“This is great,” he said and clutched the camera close to his chest. “Gladio, are we going for a run tomorrow? Say, around five, quarter past five?”

“Sure?” Gladio looked at Noctis, then Ignis, and then back at Noctis as though waiting for the punchline of what obviously had to be a joke.

Ignis was the only one who laughed.

Paint My Beating Heart

The thing was, that he always appreciated the little things.

The things, no one would pay attention to, because they were so ridiculously unimportant and easy to forget.

But he remembered them, and cherished them a lot.

Dazai Osamu was a weird person by people’s standards.

He enjoyed the wind breezes on a cold autumn day, and loved the smell of green tea and books. He loved the sound of raindrops hitting the ground, and the clear, blue sky as it slowly turned into an orange tone, and changed to a mix between dark purple and dark blue.

He adored the brown coat he wore, or the clean white of his paperwork, even though he hated signing it.

He was weird, talking about suicide - about life and death, as if it was nothing but a mere children’s game, a mere dream.

But maybe that was okay, considering there was a boy laying in his room, shining silver and completely colorless.

Maybe it was okay, because the boy was transparent and Dazai was stunned.

And then he opened his silver eyes, taking Dazai’s breath away.

The idea of living with a ghost still startled him sometimes, and made him think about the whole situation.

How could he accept it? He still woke up every morning, expecting to see that the ghost didn’t exist and that everything was just a silly dream, made out of his mind’s unconscious desire to leave life behind and join the silent and the dead.

But then he opened his brown eyes and woke up to the ghost either staring at him, with those fascinating, silver eyes or to look around the room and see him lingering in front of his window, admiring the sky.

How could this be anything but a dream? That’s the question that plagued him day for day, since he first laid his eyes on that transparent being.

But every day, he would get an answer in the form of the ghost’s gestures.

He would smile at Dazai and follow him around, unseen by everyone else. He would make breakfast for Dazai, unable to eat it himself.

And he would hug Dazai, whenever he woke up from one of his many nightmares.

Slowly, Dazai started to accept that the ghost wasn’t merely a fragment of his scarred imagination and actually existed.

It happened in the middle of work as well, so his partner’s stunned expression, as he suddenly stopped playing around and just stared at the spot where the ghost hovered with wide eyes, wasn’t unexpected.

After that, Dazai genuinely tried.

Tried to learn about the ghost, that literally haunted him.

His name was Atsushi.

Atsushi loved to follow him around, that was something Dazai quickly learned.

At work, the ghost would look over everyone’s shoulder or sigh at Dazai’s childish antics. He would agree with some of the things Kunikida, his partner, said to Dazai (it was an amusing sight, seeing Atsushi hover beside the strict looking man, nodding his head).

At other times Atsushi would be the one to cause mischief, and despite such days being rare, Dazai loved them.

After all Atsushi’s preferred target was Edogawa Ranpo, a little smug shit. It was just to refreshing seeing the all-knowing guy with a smart mouth shut his trap, because for once he couldn’t figure out who stole his sweets or tinkered with his chair when he wasn’t present.

The best thing was, that Ranpo suspected it had to do with Dazai, but couldn’t prove anything. No one could.

Other than Dazai.

But work wasn’t the only place Atsushi followed him - stores and cafes as well.

And with a surprisingly amount of curiosity.

It was clear to Dazai, that Atsushi could remember his life before his death (though he didn’t talk much about it, not that Dazai could blame him). So, he couldn’t help his surprise, when Atsushi would point at things which were common known and ask him what they were - nor couldn’t he stop being surprised, whenever Atsushi started to ramble excitedly about how he couldn’t believe such a thing existed. It also happened in Dazai’s apartment with his things, but since he didn’t keep much, a lot less than outside.

Somehow, it pained him to see the rather cheerful and naive ghost be excited at such small things.

And wasn’t Dazai the one that appreciated those small things?

As he first noticed it, Dazai blinked in surprise.


The silver ghost had some color. Not much and it was kind of faded and weak - but it was there and both, said ghost and Dazai where excited.

So, both tried to figure out how the colors came back, but they couldn’t think of anything and hours later they decided to let it be for awhile.

Instead, Dazai started to focus on Atsushi’s existence, because no matter how much he cherished the company of the ghost (it was fitting, for Dazai to cherish the dead), Atsushi shouldn’t exist and both knew that.

They tried various theories and ideas, but with no avail, Dazai finally dared to ask Atsushi about his past and his death. And although the ghost seemed reculant to tell his tale, he did it anyway - to Dazai’s dismay, because what he found out was terrible.

And then he remembered a white building and adults surrounded by scared children. He remembered the job of destroying a former orphanage - of course Dazai did it, after seeing the children outside and safe, knowing he wouldn’t have a problem later - or so he thought.

Because clearly, he didn’t know about that little boy in the basement, chained and unable to escape.

The job always seemed a bit odd too him - but he had a lot of other “odd” jobs, and a former orphanage wouldn’t change that…

… or wouldn’t have, if he didn’t just find out that he was the ghost’s murderer - a fact known to said ghost.

Then why where his silver eyes filled with love instead of hate?

It took him awhile to get over it - such things rarely affected him. After all he had done much worse.

But Atsushi was an exception to all of Dazai’s rules.

So the man grieved, glancing at the boy often and staring at the sky, a bottle filled with liquid in his hand - until one day the ghost hugged him (even though he couldn’t touch him) and Dazai broke down.

“Why are you still here?”

“I don’t want to be anywhere else.”

Suddenly, there was more color on the ghost.

After finally getting himself together, Dazai restarted his search for answers about the ghost haunting him.

And one day, in the corner of his eyes, Dazai saw the colors shine brighter as the boy played with kittens that sensed his presence.

“How… did you feel just now?”

“Eh? Um… happy, at ease and… alive?”

That was it.

Dazai’s eyes widened in shock and suddenly it made sense - he had solved the mystery, but not fully.

In the evening at home, Dazai asked Atsushi if he wanted to live.

The ghost’s answer were tears.

Atsushi hated his presence, unseen by everyone. It was the same as he was alive, but at least people knew then that he existed.

And then suddenly he woke up in someone’s apartment and met Dazai.

Dazai, who was his murderer (even if unwillingly).

Dazai, who could see him.

Was it really that unbelievable that he stayed?

He met a lot of people through Dazai. They didn’t know him, but how cold they? They couldn’t even see him.

Being a ghost was horrible, unfair even. He knew about them, but they would never know about him.

It was weird though. He continued to grow, and all his colors vanished, leaving him in a transparent silver.

So, when he met Dazai and started to gain them back, he was excited.

And then Dazai asked him.

“Atsushi-kun… do you want to be alive?”

He cried.

It wasn’t an easy answer. He used to think he shouldn’t, didn’t deserve to - then he died, and suddenly he was a ghost.

He was devastated, but he still held onto that belief… and then he met Dazai. Everything crashed, everything changed.

He wanted to live so badly.

So, he tried to clutch Dazai’s shirt, even if he knew that he couldn’t touch it, and continued to cry.

“It’s so s-selfish… I used to want to die… I begged for death… and n-now where I got it…”

And then he looked up.

Dazai’s eyes widened, as the other looked at him.

“… I know I-I don’t deserve it… But I want to be live! I want to breath and hug people! I want to hold someone and talk with people… I know I’m being selfish, b-but…”

For the first time in years, Dazai cried.

“I want to be alive!”

Atsushi’s orbs had the color of the sunset, and he could feel two hands hold his shirt tightly.

He did the first thing he could think of.

He hugged Atsushi.

Dazai loved the little things in life.

Waking up to Atsushi and holding his hand.

Patting his head, or looking into his eyes.

They were the most important things in his life, and he appreciated them.


Titles are a bitch. I tried my best.

~ Dreamer

Shattered - Benedict x reader

A/N: Okay, but may I just say how frustrated I am that I lost like most of the original ending to this story?? I kid you not, it was 2 in the bloody morning here in Brazil and I was almost pulling my hair out…
Nonetheless, I managed to rewrite it! Hope you all enjoy it, and let me know what you think!

Requested by anon: Would you write anything to do with past abuse. If so could you write another Benedict story. The reader was in an abusive relationship before she was with Benedict. While she’s filming bond. Playing 009 (I just made up the character) Benedict is watching some of the filming when her abusive ex is one of the extras on set

Word count: 1774
Warnings: mentions of physical and psychological abuse

Originally posted by haidaspicciare

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Colors - by LoveActually_rps

Derek genuinely thought a black and white world was a good thing. It was routine and familiar. In fact, with the help of his mother’s eyesight, he’d realized that the color he loved the most was indeed black.

Derek’s parents had been teenagers when they’d visited the movie theatre for the same show. It had been pure coincidence and both of their worlds had suddenly transformed into mesmerizing color.

Derek used to love to hear their story even though he already had it memorized word for word. His lips always curved upwards as he watched their dreamy, goofy smiles when they recited the story again together once more. His parents had been one of the very few lucky soul-couples who had visited the same place on the same day and managed to follow the newly colored path that their other half had left. They’d tracked each other down before their worlds could go back to black and white.

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.

Never meeting a soulmate was one thing, manageable and quite bearable. But, losing them after getting a glimpse of a promising future was utterly devastating. He’d heard stories about people losing their minds after losing their soul-bond and Derek preferred to be un-bonded than face such a terrible fate.

His parents had died in a car accident.

Together, like all the bonded soul-couples did.

Experts said it was to shield them from the despair of living the rest of their lives without the bond. Soulmates were said to be the fortunate ones who got a chance to know selfless love. Whatever, the topic of soulmates was never Derek’s favorite. It wasn’t easy when you lost both your parents to some cliched bond.

Derek never fantasized about meeting his soulmate like his sisters did, but the colors always intrigued him. Especially when he stared at his wardrobe for full fifteen minutes and struggled everyday over what different shade of grey to wear for a meeting. He would certainly have liked to see the olive green which, according to his mom, matched well with his eyes, or a rainbow which had made his dad grin like a child. Other than that, he was pretty much contented in his colorless world.

Until one day.

He was in Beacon Hills for a week trying to secure a business deal with Mr Whitmore. Laura had successfully stepped into their father’s shoes as the CEO of the Hale Enterprise. After finishing his degree Derek had recently joined the company, devoting his life to nurturing his parent’s dream.

It was a sunny morning, and he was out running circuits around the beautiful town, following his usual routine when he noticed an area near the lake had suddenly become alive with color. All unknown, breathtaking colors which made Derek freeze on the spot.

Wow… was his first thought.

Shit… was his second.

His soulmate was here.

He came to his senses with a start and ran like a madman, following the bright path over fresh fields which were splashed in heavenly shades of green. Yes, it was green, he’d heard of it. It melted his heart and his eyes watered. He blinked at the gorgeous creation of the almighty as a traitorous tear rolled down his cheek.

His soulmate was here, his brain provided again, heart pounding. He needed to find them, track them down before -

His throat went dry on the unfinished thought. He’d got a single day. And, that was it.

His legs never stopped, dashing forward to stretch their limits, determined to cover as much distance as they could with each passing minute. He didn’t have time to take in the beauty around him, the clock was already ticking.

Derek skidded to a halt when he reached - what looked like - the busiest part of the town. He always hated markets, but clearly, his soulmate didn’t.

The entire area was lit with vivid colors. He wiped sweat beads from his forehead, gulping in the thick air to get his breathing right. Derek never thought the colors would ever make him so vulnerable. They were making his search almost impossible.

He strolled around the area, eyes constantly searching. Everything felt new, dazzling in a complete contrast to his routine dull world - intricately decorated shops, vegetables and flowers stalls, even the Sheriff’s station - he hoped his soulmate wasn’t in trouble.

“Laura… I see colors.” Derek pressed the cellphone to his ear, barely avoiding bumping into passersby as he made his way along the busy sidewalk. “I can’t find them, Laura… my soulmate. I can’t-” his voice cracked and he pursed his trembling lips to suppress a wave of overwhelming emotion.

Through the haze of rising tension, his sister’s surprised, soothing words barely reached his brain.

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Caroline knows what’s up.

(from “An Obscure and Vanishing Tribe,” in Jail Bait & Trailer Trash)

«Kino x Reader» Angst 『Mad prince』

【『』= When a paragraph is in between this signs means it is a flashback.


《Third P.O.V.》

She huffed running across the debris of wood and dirty blood holding to the wound over where her kidney could be found. She felt that her guys were almost spilling out of it. “[Name]…” his voice made her spin shiver with fear as she continued running over the blood-humid dirt, squishing with every step she took.

『"Why!? Why are you doing this!? You are not the Kino I met!“ She shouted with an intense rage, but her eyes were just spilling bitter tears. “Shut up! How dare you talk to me that way!?” The rose-copper eyed turned around dangerously swinging the dagger close I her face. She jumped back and stumbled over the chair behind her, falling to the ground were shatter glass was. She cried out with pain as she looked at her hands bleeding rapidly. The man before her… who was him? He wasn’t Kino.』

Once more his laughter boomed inside of her skull, startling her. She glanced back, without noticing hay before her was a cliff. Before she could stop, she slipped on the mud to the very end before her secure death. Her heart hit the bones of her lungs with desperation like if it itself could run away.

She quickly was pulled back by her shirt into the muddy ground. She cried out closing her eyes as mud splattered over her face by the sudden fall. She quickly tried to stood up but a foot suddenly started crushing her hand.

“Silence… it’s annoying…” she shut her lips not having any option other than obeying before this voice. “Good girl…” he chuckled silently over her silent cries by her hand being practically crushed under his foot. “That pained face of yours… is just so beautiful.” She tried to pulled her away, but he put more pressure into it. She shouted feeling the bone popping out. “Oh…” pulled his feet back. “Seems I messed you hand up…” he crouched down to her, looking at every detail on her face as she looked at her hand that now in the form it was it simply wasn’t normal.

“Please stop this…” she whispered in between her sobs. He clicked his tongue. “You said you would help me out with this… remember?” He held her waist, pulling her closer to him. “You said it right? ‘I’ll be by your side now matter what’.”

『Kino had [Name] pinned against the wall, placing small and kisses over the skin of her neck. She grasped to the back of his shirt gasping slightly. He pulled away from the spot and smiled. He once more pushed his lips against hers.』

“But…” she murmured. “Hm?” He looked down at her. “If this is love I don’t wanna be loved!” She held to his shoulders and shouted. “I would like to die if you are not bringing Kino back! I want him back!” She hit his chest in a pouting form, finally braking down to tears and placing her forehead against his chest. Kino slid a hand up to her chest, pushing her back slightly. “Huh…?” She looked up at him surprised by his action.

“Wow… you’ve got me shaking by the way you are talking.” He said. “So you really… hate me.”
“Wha—!” Before she could finish her sentence, a stinging pain hit her like a bus. She opened her mouth widely to yell, but nothing came out. Other than that, only blood was coughed out of her throat.

The grayish-black haired chuckled darkly on the side of her left ear and pulled his hand out of her chest with something inside of it. The shine of her eyes slowly vanished. Only leaving once-colored orbs. Her body dropped to it’s back and splashed the mud on the ground. Her head was exactly hanging from the edge of the cliff.

“Oh well… I guess you were planning on jumping anyways…” he stood up from the ground and brushed most of the mud sticking to his jeans. He stepped over the stomach of her once loved one and rolled it forward to the not-end pit. “Bye-bye, [Name]~…” he waved his hand then harshly kicked the body down. He sat there looking how it quickly disappeared on the darkness until his eyes couldn’t reach to see the end. A loud ‘thud’ boomed on the unstable walls of the cliff. The mad prince turned around and left.


【Didn’t understood what was going on? Come to this post ( ) here where I explain what happened for Kino to act this way (it doesn’t have to do with the real route).】

【⚜️Day 4: Kino~】

Thanks for reading~
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@rmnthefox - Merry Christmas!!!  - @loveactually-rps

Derek genuinely thought a black and white world was a good thing. It was routine and familiar. In fact, with the help of his mother’s eyesight, he’d realized that the color he loved the most was indeed black.

Derek’s parents had been teenagers when they’d visited the movie theatre for the same show. It had been pure coincidence and both of their worlds had suddenly transformed into mesmerizing color.

Derek used to love to hear their story even though he already had it memorized word for word. His lips always curved upwards as he watched their dreamy, goofy smiles when they recited the story again together once more. His parents had been one of the very few lucky soul-couples who had visited the same place on the same day and managed to follow the newly colored path that their other half had left. They’d tracked each other down before their worlds could go back to black and white.

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.

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Our Colors

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

A/N: I’m such an angst hoe, I couldn’t stop myself. Enjoy reading :)

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oddqueer  asked:

I want to make a colorful tattoo but im not sure what if it's color vanish i dont know know what to do please help?

All tattoos depend on your skin type. It also depends on the artist, make sure to get an artist that is comfortable with color. You should also be careful when it’s done. Use lotion once it’s healed and be very careful with sun exposure. I’ve done that and my tattoos that are color are perfect

But please remember all skin types are different

Angie's Art Class

Super belated birthday fic for @dangandingus !! Please enjoy!

AO3 Mirror

Everyone gradually began to bid their farewells as breakfast concluded. Smiles were exchanged as plastic cutlery clattered against the elongated table, as all the students were satisfied with what they had eaten. The maid stacked the dishes, carrying them to the kitchen with a polite grin as each person left the dining hall.

Tightening her scrunchies, Harukawa let out a sigh, as she pondered what she could do today. There were only a limited number of things to do in her room, but she didn’t particularly fancy spending time with anyone else.

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Basement! Gerard smut

Slipping the door shut with a light click behind you, you stepped deeper into the Way’s house. Hoping to surprise your almost-boyfriend Gerard on his day home alone, you’d driven over to hang out with him.

You loved to flirt with Gerard, and the two of you had been friends for years, and you knew he liked you, it was just a matter of getting him to ask you out before you reached any official status.

Hearing his music faintly coming from beneath the floor, you gently found your way across the room, keeping your footsteps light as you padded down the steps, the music growing louder, covering and small sounds you would make.

The door was open and you found a completely surprising image before you.

Gerard was shirtless on his bed, head thrown back, eyes squeezed tightly shut, hair messy with bedhead and mouth agape.

This wasn’t at all the shocking part, however. He had on grey sweatpants pulled down to his knees, his dick out, stroking himself quickly with a hand, moans ripping from his throat.

“Oh, fuck… Y/n yes yes yes, right there” he breathed, stroking himself faster as his free hand clutched at the Star Wars-themed sheets beneath him.

He was jerking off… Thinking of you. As awkward as this situation might be to some, you couldn’t deny the twinge you felt… How hot it was. He looked like pure sexuality, his face contorted with the pleasure, bedhead slightly sweaty, precum forming in tiny streams from his tip, your name escaping his lips only in groans and moans… You thought of being with him, of helping him out… God, what you would give to be with him in this moment.

Before you realized it, you were leaning up against the side of the couch near you, fingers against yourself as your own hand slipped your skirt up. Your head was fuzzy with lust and your eyes found themselves shut tight. A whimper escaped your lips before you could keep it in.

You could hear Gerard’s moans stop, but your mind didn’t register exactly what that meant until you heard his voice from the bed a few seconds later.

“Y/n? What are you- why- what are…” His voice came out in bursts of nervousness, first realizing what you heard, then that you were there, then what you were doing. You felt your blood run hot as your lids flipped open, fingers retreating and pulling the hem of your skirt down.

You turned to face him and started striding towards the bed before collapsing beside him and tossing an arm over his chest, looking down to see the unfinished business that formed a tent beneath the fabric of his pants.

“Gee, don’t look so nervous, please.” You begged, a thumb caressing his shoulder. He looked like a wild animal caught in a trap.

“You’re n-not… Why are you here?” He stuttered out, his eyes wide, all lust vanished from the hazel color.

“Surprise! I came to keep you company while your family went away for the weekend.” You smiled weakly, tracing delicate figure eights on his pale skin.

“What did you see, or um, hear, and what were you-” he mumbled as you cut him off.

“Gee, yes, I saw you. I heard you, but I’m the complete opposite of mad, trust me. It’s fine…“ You soothed him before adding, “Jesus, Gerard, you made me absolutely horny.” You whispered, stretching up so your words would fall into his ear, kissing his neck deeply as you continued between kisses, “Gee baby, I wanna help you.”

You could feel his heart rate pick up again and his eyes nearly bulged from his head in the dim light, music still going strong in the background.

“You mean like…” He started, voice cracking, swallowing hard instead of finishing the sentence, searching your eyes for meaning to the words.

You crawled on top of him and planted a light kiss on his lips before grinding on him lightly, a hard moan escaping his lips.

“I mean,” you breathed, lips as close to his as possible, “ I get you off in any way I can.” You smirked before seeing him nod vigorously, the lust clouding his darkened hazel eyes, knowing his words would come out cracked and squeaky.

Your hips rolled onto his as you sat up, still working on him as you tore your shirt off, glad you wore a pretty push-up bra today. Leaning over to press your chests together, hips moving faster, you could feel a slight pressure forming inside of you, his hard on hitting your clit as you rolled your hips was absolutely tantalizing and enough to get you off if you really tried.

Planting a sweet kiss on his lips, you rolled off of him, standing up to pull your skirt down your long legs, feeling Gerard’s eyes wander your body as you heard him swallow hard.

“Wow… Y/n… You’re just… Wow. So beautiful.” He managed to say, the last part coming out no louder than a whisper.

“Gee, do you really want this?” You asked, concern clouding your mind, thinking of how you might be pressuring him, really not wanting him to regret this later. You crawled into the tiny bed next to him, with nothing more than a scrap of lace to cover yourself.

“Y/n… Of course I’m ready… I don’t know about you, but I’ve kinda thought about us doing this for a while. I mean, you’re gorgeous and, well… I love you, and I’m sorry I haven’t told you earlier… Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked, his turn to become concerned.

You felt a small smile break out on your face as you nodded yes, pulling your face up to his, sharing a deep passionate kiss as you felt his fingertips glide onto your back, his hands pressing into your skin to bring you closer.

“I love you” you mumbled through the kiss, feeling him pull back only to smile at you and pull you on top of him.

Once again picking up the movement of your hips, you felt Gerard moan into the kiss, the vibrations reverberating through your body, your hips picking up the pace.

“Fuck…” You felt his hands claw at your hips, fingers curling into you in some wild attempt to control your motions.

Gerard collapsed backwards again, head sunk deep into the pillow, panting, his eyes screwed shut again. Looking at the image before you brought a moan to your lips, your pace slowing as you leaned down to press your chests together.

“Let’s do this.” You grinned wickedly, watching Gerard’s eyes flick open in surprise. He nodded quickly, and you rolled off of him, reaching to the purse you’d dropped at his beside and pulling a condom out.

You brought him in for a deep kiss, the passion being blindingly obvious as your tongues worked together, moaning as one, before crawling down the bed, fingers slipping one by one into the waistband of his sweatpants, hearing the breath hitch in his throat.

Curling your fingers, you swiftly brought his pants down to his ankles, pulling them right off as you crawled back up the bed, your mouth hovering above his erection, one hand gripping him, a thumb smearing his dripping precum all over, slowly stroking him. His hips bucked up, your hot breath making him shiver before putting him out of his misery and slowly taking the tip into your mouth.

"Oh, God, y/n…. So good…” He moaned, his breathing already ragged as you slid the rest of his length, hollowing your cheeks and almost letting out tears as he hit the back of your throat, causing a slight gag. You began to come back up, a hand taking on what your mouth couldn’t, bobbing to slide off and on the head of his dick, feeling his hands clutch at your hair with a hand, hearing him curse above you.

“Babe- I can’t…” He whined, his breaths coming out in pants.

You popped off of him quickly, giving a few kitten licks to his tip before tearing open the condom and rolling it on, pumping him a few times before hitching a thumb into your lace undies and sliding them down, throwing them to the floor.

You climbed up to kiss Gerard’s neck softly, occasionally running your tongue along a spot of skin before hearing him finally breathe into your ear, his voice low and seductive for the first time.

“Flip over.”

The words gave you goosebumps as you nestled into the bed, Gerard hovering above you for a mere instant before his head darted down into your neck, leaving long, slow kisses, nipping at your skin as you moaned.

Suddenly, you felt him push into you, a loud moan leaving you as you felt him swear into your skin.

“Oh, shit… You’re so tight.” He muttered, his words vibrating into your skin and turning you on even more as he pumped his length into you, taking time to completely fit himself in every now and then, much to your curses.

You dug your fingernails into his shoulder blades, a desperate attempt to control yourself under the massive amount of pleasure you felt, feeling your orgasm building up and resting on edge.

“Baby, I wanna hear you scream my name.” Gerard’s voice was low and cool in your ear, despite his rapid pounding and the thin sheet of sweat that covered his body.

Hearing him so calm and sexy, despite all that was happening… It somehow managed to push you over the edge as his name tore from your throat, fingers digging deeper into his back, hips bucking wildly as you felt your walls clench around him, his breathing ragged in your ear as he muttered.

“Ohhhh, shit, babe…Yeah, that’s my girl… Oh, fuck.” You felt his hips buck wildly as his voice shuddered, letting out a loud groan as he stilled, collapsing on top of you before delicately pulling out and rolling over a few seconds later.

The two of you stared at the ceiling blankly, the notes of the music halting as Gerard’s CD ended.

“Sorry.” He swallowed, his gaze still directed upwards.

“Gee, you don’t have a thing to be sorry for, trust me.” You smirked, turning to face him. He rolled over and met your gaze. His eyes had returned to a lighter color, usual for him.

“You really are beautiful, you know. I wasn’t just saying that. Plus, I really do love you, and I don’t know if you’ll ever believ-”

“Gee, if anyone should be apologizing, it’s me. But I really do love you. A lot. This wasn’t the best way to show, I know…” You trailed off, seeing the large smile that broke out on his face.

“What is it, Gee?” You asked, somewhat perplexed.

“Just glad you feel the same.” He grinned, tiny teeth showing before he gave you a kiss on the forehead, lips lingering at your hairline before his forehead propped against yours, your eyes closing in silent agreement to take a nap.

This is a masterlist of all my fics from this year.

  • 2 (Out of 10) fics reached 1500 kudos
  • 4 (Out of  7) tumblr fics reached 500+ notes (1 reached 1000)
  • I posted my first Explicit fic on 30 Dec
  • I posted my first Yuri on Ice fic yesterday :D

Thank you everyone for all your support and encouragement!!

It’s Not My Lovestory by LoveActually_rps [G | 1,653 | Soulmates AU]

When your soulmate’s first words to you were supposed to be etched on your wrist, a blank wrist was quite intriguing and an open invitation to be teased.
Derek’s wrist was missing a soulband.
Every single person in his acquaintance had a soulband, God! Even Greenberg had a soulband.

Especially Derek, who still scares me by LoveActually_rps Part 1 of Especially Derek series [T | 4,941 | High school AU, Dragon!Stiles]

“The Hales are dangerous, Lydia,” Jackson butted in, coming to Stiles’ rescue. “Haven’t you heard the rumors about how they eat newly turned weres on the night of the full moon?”

“Wha-” Stiles let out a strangled noise and Jackson patted him in fake sympathy, suppressing his usual cocky smile.

“Well, haven’t you heard the rumors about how they grow horns and a pointed tail and carry a pitchfork on other nights?” Allison countered, huffing out a soft laugh. “Those rumors are ridiculous,”

“Can we please stop talking about the Hales?” Stiles pleaded, shivering and tired, rubbing the towel over his flat dripping hair. “…especially Derek, who still scares me,” he swallowed hard.

[aka, even though Talia Hale’s first and foremost plan on moving to Beacon Hills was to “Clean up the Hale image”, Derek looked far too contented with his “Scaring the shit out of Stiles” plan. Just - he didn’t know Stiles was already of age and maybe transforming into something pretty badass any day]

But, I Will Stay by LoveActually_rps Part 2 of Especially Derek Series [T | 7169 | High school AU, Dragon!Stiles] - 

Derek had been trying to convince his mother forever that he had a connection to Stiles.
“You’re too young to form that kind of bond with anyone yet. A bond takes time to evolve. You aren’t even seventeen, kiddo.”
“I don’t know, Mom…” Derek had sighed, “…but I can tell when he’s jerking off in his shower.”

I’ll Love You for a Thousand More Years by LoveActually_rps [T | 4,380 | Alpha!Stiles, Omega!Derek, Royalty AU, Arranged Marriage AU ]

“Reject me, Alpha,” Cora muttered, her voice low and trembling. She raised her head finally to meet Stiles’ stunned, confused gaze. “…please,” she added with steady but glassy eyes.

[To stop recurring invasion threats from the Argent nation a few wolf nations decided to ally. Stiles Stilinski – the Alpha and the only heir of the Stilinski nation - was supposed to mate the Hale Omega – Cora Hale. But, things didn’t quite go according to the plan]

Grey Rainbow by LoveActually_rps [M | 12,657 | High school AU, Friends to Lovers, Pinning!Derek, Nerd!Derek, Hurt/ Comfort]

“Stiles?” Derek glanced at Stiles’ sleeping form. He didn’t even twitch. Derek continued. “If we…” his lips curved in a fond smile, fingers moving to smooth the creases of Stiles’ eyebrows, his voice coming as whisper. “… as in, you and me - If we get a chance someday… any day, to be together, y’know? I wouldn’t mind you wooing me with flowers and all that cliched romantic shit. And you can even flirt with me. I approve.”
He gazed at Stiles’ calm face for a long while before drifting off into quiet slumber with the sound of Stiles’ soft snoring in the background.
[aka, after pinning for his best friend for four years, Derek learns his teenage crush is easy, but his life isn’t]

A Wrinkle in Time by LoveActually_rps [G | 2,894 | De-aged!Derek ]

“But Deaton, how do we change him back?”
“I don’t know, Scott.”
“Does this potion contain wolfs bane?”
“A little.”
“What?! But he's… he is… ” Stiles watched as Scott struggled for the correct word, totally freaking out, and gestured at the twitching blanket in Cora’s hold. “… so small,” Scott murmured after a beat.
Stiles let out a heavy sigh. He strained his neck to get a better look at him, his lips curving a little when the two tiny hands peeked out from the edge of the blanket and tried to grab a gleaming stud on Cora’s dress.
“Aha, d’you like it, baby bro?” Cora cooed at the baby, rounding her painted lips for unnecessary cuteness, as if that would work. He might be a baby, but in there, somewhere, he was still Derek Hale for god’s sake.

Colors by LoveActually_rps [ G | Soulmates AU]

Soulmate 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. 

The Boy Next Door by LoveActually_rps [T | 19,102 | 7/8 | Neighbors AU, Kid fic]

Deaton looked at Stiles, forehead wrinkling as he suffered the boy’s never ending curiosity. “My boss,” he answered. “The owner has decided to move in finally.”
“Wha-” Stiles choked on his next bite. “The… the Hales?” He coughed, eyes widening. “But I don’t remember them dropping in here ever, since I was - like, spoiling my diapers.”
Deaton sighed, moving behind the sofa, still cleaning. Stiles strained his neck to follow his path.
“It’s just Derek now.” Something flashed across Deaton’s usually stoic face as he mumbled out the words; sadness, Stiles thought, pity.

Taking Care by LoveActually_rps [ Sterek | Explicit | 3k | bottom!derek, omega!derek, in heat, alpha!stiles, Enemies to Lovers (sort of) ]

What’s Your Name - [ G | kid!sterek]

My Awesome Batmobile - [ G | kid!sterek]

ARE YOU SCARED, DEREK? [ G | Sterek Movie watching]

ONE LOST CONVERSATION… [ G | Sterek, Stiles & Allison friendship]

MY LITTLE MERBOY [ G | Merman!Stiles]

My Chemistry Project [ G | High school AU]

Vain Search - [M | Major character death]

Yuri on Ice fanfiction:

Hell No by LoveActually_rps [G | 2,297 | 2/? | Soulmates AU]