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Doomed, Sterek, 100w, teen [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 2/16/24 (adaptable, hell, cat)
Derek could smell it before he’d even opened the front door. He paused in the entryway, wanting to ignore everything and turn right back around to leave -
“Derek!”
Stiles’s smile was too wide, his welcome home kiss too deep.
Derek was doomed.
“No, Stiles,” he attempted. Arguing with Stiles could be hell, but he’d try anyway.
“Aww, Derek,” Stiles said as he turned to lead Derek inside, “everyone is adaptable, even you!” Derek reluctantly followed Stiles to the den, where he met eyes with the cat - who was sitting smugly in his armchair, looking right at home.
Derek was doomed.
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Plans, Sterek, 100w, general [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 2/14/24 (bake, bloody, base)
“Stop!” Stiles shouted, making Derek freeze and look back at him. Stiles grabbed Derek’s arm and pulled him away from the door to the warehouse - the hunter’s base camp. “You are not just going to run in there on some half-baked plan, that never works out for you - or me.”
Derek glared, but let Stiles continue.
“Let me think for like, ten seconds. I promise, I can get us in and out without things getting bloody.”
Derek waited, knowing that Stiles just wanted them both to get home in one piece and trusting that he would make a good plan.
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Pipeline, Sterek, 100w, teen [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 2/12/24 (crush, confess, pipe)
“He’s gonna eat me alive,” Stiles hissed.
“No he won’t, unless you ask him to,” Scott argued. They were only a handful of barstools away from where tall, dark, and handsome was seated. One look at him a few weeks back and Stiles zoomed down the pipeline from crush to love at first sight.
One big push from Scott had Stiles stumbling into the guy. Strong hands righted Stiles before speaking. “I have to confess,” his voice was low and dripping of sex, “I heard everything you said the past five minutes.” Stiles blanched, but the guy smiled. “I’m Derek.”
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Surprise, Sterek, 100w, teen [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 2/9/24 (surprise, open, mix)
“Surprise!”
Derek’s eyes narrowed at the huge box Stiles held in front of him and the mischievous grin on his face. 
“What.”
“Open it!” Stiles insisted. Derek eyed the box again, wondering if Stiles had been inspired by a certain SNL skit…
He sighed, reaching for the top and lifting it off. Inside was not something R-rated, instead it was a mix of snacks, DVDs, and drinks.
“Date night, Sourwolf. Get your mind out of the gutter.”Derek huffed, but stepped aside to let Stiles in. He’d allow date night, and maybe he’d get that other sort of gift, too.
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Slept In, Sterek, 100w, teen [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 2/7/24 (receive, rifle, accept)
“Are you kidding me?”
Stiles startled awake, smacking his mouth when his drool stuck him to the pillow. “Wha?”
Derek strode into the room, heading straight for Stiles’s dresser. “You were supposed to be at the venue thirty minutes ago!” 
“Oops.”
Derek started to rifle through Stiles’s drawers, throwing clothes at Stiles. Knowing he couldn’t argue, Stiles just sat up and accepted the given outfit. He’d slept in after promising not to, he wasn’t about to receive any patience.
Just because he’d gotten tipsy at the rehearsal dinner last night didn’t mean he could be late to his own wedding.
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Job Search, Sterek, 100w, general [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 2/5/24 (joke, depressed, skate)
“Stiles, take a break,” Derek begged, trying to take the laptop. His mate growled, a habit he’d picked up from the pack. 
“I can’t, Derek,” Stiles spat. “My life might be a joke, but I’m not going to sit here and just skate by because my boyfriend has money. I’d like to earn my keep, thank you very much.”
Derek’s eyes widened, realizing that Stiles hadn’t just been worried about not having a job lined up - he was angry and a bit depressed.
Derek softened. “You’ll find something,” he promised, wrapping his arms around Stiles as his job search continued.
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Visiting, Sterek, 100w, general [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 2/2/24 (royal, scarf, shrug)
“This is ridiculous,” Derek muttered, “I’m an Alpha, not royalty.”
Stiles shrugged, accepting a drink from a beta who scurried away. They were in the sunroom at a neighboring Alpha’s house, the place feeling more museum-like than homely.
“Guess they’re… traditional?” Stiles offered, watching some betas working outside. It was still winter, but they weren’t even wearing scarves as they weeded the gardens. 
Derek’s arm wound around Stiles’s waist. “At least they’re not separating us. They know better than to take an Alpha’s mate away from him on another’s land.”
Stiles smiled, leaning into Derek to wait for their host.
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Cursed, Sterek, 100w, mature [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 1/31/24 (scent, obscene, contain)
They didn’t know what the witch’s curse had done to Stiles until -
Derek’s nostrils flared, his wolf close to the surface from the moon’s pull. As soon as the moonlight hit Stiles, his body was on fire, his scent turned obscene, his body ached with yearning.
The witch had triggered Stiles’s heat to begin with the moon.
Derek could barely contain himself at the staggering want, but he focused. “Stiles, you need to go home,” he ordered.
Stiles glared at him, eyes clear even through the heatfog. “No, Derek,” he argued. “I need you to take care of me. Now.”
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Crying, Sterek, 100w, teen [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 2/29/24 (sad, milk, kiss)
Derek knew better than to comment on the tears streaming down Stiles’s face. He’d gotten banned from their bedroom for a week the last time he poked fun at Stiles’s crying over a movie.
He knew Stiles’s sadness was spawned by the fictional story on their television, so instead of commenting he went to the kitchen and made his special hot cocoa. Melted chocolate, whole milk, the perfect amount of spices.
Derek offered the cocoa to Stiles with a kiss on the cheek, his mate smiling at him before looking back to watch the rest of Samwise’s speech to Frodo.
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Big Softie: Henley, Sterek, 100w, teen [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 1/26/24 (bite, size, know) theme: gentleness
“You know,” Stiles said, leaning his head to the side to give Derek more room to nuzzle, “the bakery is right next to a department store. Maybe we should get matching shirts for tomorrow, get Eli a Henley like yours in his size.”
Derek took the opportunity to bite at the pale skin of Stiles’s neck. “How adorable would he look with thumbholes?” Derek asked.
Stiles whined. Derek wasn’t sure if it was from the question or his teeth on Stiles’s neck. “So adorable,” Stiles confirmed.
Stiles turned to kiss him, both deciding to ignore Eli sleeping down the hall.
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Big Softie: Planning, Sterek, 100w, teen [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 1/24/24 (aloof, cake, loaf) theme: gentleness
Once Eli was back asleep, Stiles and Derek retreated to the kitchen. With Eli’s third birthday tomorrow, they had a lot to prepare.
“When’re you picking up the cake?” Derek asked Stiles, wrapping himself around Stiles from behind. 
“Mmm. 2:30,” Stiles replied, snuggling into Derek’s arms. “But no loafing around, we have a house to clean.”
Derek tucked his head into Stiles’s neck, breathing in the scent of mate. “Hopefully the bakery lady’s less aloof and more friendly with you. She seemed prickly when I placed the order.”
Stiles chuckled. “She just wanted in your pants. Jealousy’s a beast.”
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Big Softie: Nighttime, Sterek, 100w, teen [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 1/22/24 (white, listen, upset) theme: gentleness
Stiles stood in the hallway, listening to Derek’s voice over the white noise machine.
“Hey, cub,” Derek cooed. “What’s got you upset?”
Stiles heard sniffling. “C-can you ch-check under my bed, Daddy?” Eli asked through his tears. There was rustling before Derek answered.
“Nothing’s there, cub. I promise, Papa and I won’t let anything happen to you. You’re safe here.”
A moment longer - Stiles was sure Derek was tucking Eli back into bed - and then Derek came out to the hallway.
“Who’da thought Derek Hale was just a big softie?” Stiles teased quietly, grinning. Derek’s smile was bashful, but happy.
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Take Care of Each Other
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Summary: Stiles has a habit of forgetting to take care of himself, especially when he’s researching for the pack. Peter starts to step in to help take care of Stiles, until Stiles decides to take care of them both. A 5+1 fic that went over word count limits, so it’s now 4+1.
Tags/Warnings: Friends to Lovers, Peter Hale Takes Care of Stiles Stilinski, Hale Pack 2.0, Peter Hale is a Softie, Everybody Lives, Fade to Black, First Kiss, 4+1 Things
Pairing: Steter
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 2000
Written for the January Stiles Server exchange, prompt: Habits. I hope you enjoy this, Bonnie! I don't often write Peter, but this one felt right.
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Good With Flavors
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Summary: When Stiles looks through his Christmas present - a box of pictures and books from his Polish family members, he finds an heirloom cookbook containing very traditional recipes. He is very excited to try them all but quickly realizes he doesn't have the ingredients he needs - and the normal stores are all closed for the holidays. Stiles searches online and that's when he finds a family farm nearby that sells fruits, vegetables, and spices.
Tags/Warnings: Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Meet-Cute, Alternate Universe, Cooking, Polish Stiles Stilinski, Socially Awkward Derek Hale, Fluff
Pairing: Sterek
Rating: General
Word Count: 1658
This is my December Stiles Exchange (topic: heirloom) fic for Bit - I hope you enjoy this lil' meet cute! It also is kind of an Alternate Universe of my Hale Farms series. Doesn't exactly fit into that 'verse, but has similar vibes!
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MASH, Sterek, 100w, teen [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 1/19/24 (year, calculate, hush)
“Whatcha doing?” Derek asked Stiles, settling into the seat next to him. Stiles frowned, counting softly. “Stiles,” Derek tried again, poking him.
“Hush!” Stiles chastised. “I’m trying to calculate how many years it’ll be before we live in a…” He studied his paper. “...shack, drive a Camaro, have 87 kids, and work for my dad.”
Derek frowned, leaning in to look at the paper, reading MASH. “What are we, ten?” Derek teased. When Stiles started to protest, Derek just kissed him.
“You don’t need to do this to know we’ll be together forever,” Derek said. Stiles smiled, happy and bashful.
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Heel Turn, Sterek, 100w, general [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 1/17/24 (free, rhythm, frog)
“Oh no,” Derek heard and he immediately ran to find Stiles. Stiles sounded so sad, so broken. 
Stiles was sitting on the couch, staring forlornly at the yarn in his hand. Derek frowned, asking, “What happened?”
“I fucking forgot the heel turn,” Stiles lamented, tossing the yarn - sock? - across the room. “I was in such a good rhythm, too! Now I’m gonna hafta frog the whole thing. I just want to be free of these damn socks!”
Derek couldn’t help but chuckle, picking up the sock. “If this is the worst thing that happens today, I think you’ll be alright.”
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Chew Toy, Sterek, 100w, teen [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 1/15/24 (duck, attack, mammoth)
“Duck!” 
Stiles dropped to the ground, feeling a wolfed-out Derek jump over him to fend off the attack. In a few quick slashes of claws, the furry thing was down for the count and Stiles was able to approach cautiously.
“The fuck is that thing, a wooly mammoth?” he asked, kicking a hairy leg.
Derek shrugged, turning to check Stiles over for injuries.
“I’m okay,” Stiles assured him, but Derek continued his assessment before pulling Stiles into a hug. Stiles hugged him back, glad his boyfriend could take down the monster of the week before Stiles became its’ chew toy.
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