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nrnyx · 2 years

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In which Stiles is a practitioner of the Dark Arts.

#was watching ginger snaps #and that scene with the wolves had me in my thoughts #so i made a thing to satisfy myself #dark stiles is bae #stiles stilinski #sterek #derek hale #sterek au #sterek fanfiction #derek x stiles #eternal sterek #stiles x derek #sterek fanfic #sterek art #sterek edit #sterek crack #dark!stiles stilinski #void!stiles #nogitsune stiles

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milkcryptid · 1 year

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trickster & mischief

#stiles stilinski #void!stiles #nogitsune!stiles #teen wolf... movie???? i dont know what you're talking about haha dont be silly :)#teen wolf #teen wolf fanart #stiles fanart #milkcryptid #my art #just him... very attached to the idea of stiles and nogi making a comeback but this time they both on the same team #just you know nogi is still a little shit but now its on our side kinda thing #idk i just like dark stiles and fun chaos #nogitsune #void stiles

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silentmacabre · 9 months

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stiles is so autumn coded

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fruchtfliege · 6 months

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the pixels could smell my fear

For more: part one of my ✨paint journey✨

#guys i got sick again and saw through the laws of the universe #annual teen wolf fever dream meme post #teen wolf #teen wolf meme #sterek #thiam #petopher #stiles stilinski #derek hale #peter hale #chris argent #theo raeken #liam dunbar #i dont have an excuse for this im just stupid and im ignoring therapy homework hope this helps #also this is about alison and not malia coz peter would be an incredible evil but not too evil stepmom #dont come at me for the darkness of the petopher image go attack jeff about the movie #my stuff #stiles is stepmom coded send tweet

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mihyy12 · 1 month

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#ai art #ai artwork #ai image #digital art #dark aesthetic #art style #oc art #digital illustration #alternative versions #alternative #teen wolf fanart #teen wolf #stiles stilinski #teen wolf stiles #Stiles Stilinski fanart #stiles fanart #dylan o'brien

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arlos-warm-drpepper · 7 months

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This is the guy you’re describing as “Tall, dark, and handsome.”

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stilinskibaby · 3 months

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⠀⠀⠀⠀❁﹒⠀⠀🎤﹒⠀ ♡⠀﹒MASTERLIST

𓊆 DYL + CHARAS 𓊇

๑ handsy post void stiles ( smut blurb )

๑ dark stiles au ( hc )

๑ early season stiles ( hc )

๑ stiles + sleeping ( angsty fluff blurb )

๑ sex with stiles ( ficlet smut )

๑ brother's best friend ( fic, stiles x mccall!reader, angst, smut and fluff )

๑ nsfw alphabet

ⵌ MOODBOARDS

๑ dating stiles

๑ dating fratboy!stiles

๑ dylan obrien, the man that you are.

𓊆 TEEN WOLF GEN 𓊇

๑ random teen wolf headcanons

𓊆 THEO RAEKEN 𓊇

๑ theo + fucking

ⵌ MOODBOARDS

๑ dating theo raeken

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sugareey-makes-stuff · 4 months

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xii. Simply Because

Written for @sterekdrabbles- using the prompt set white, listen, upset (+ theme week- gentleness). General | WC: 100 | Tags: Mechanic Derek, established relationship, fluff, surprises, Roscoe, Stiles Deserves Nice Things, Derek is a Nice Thing __

Derek finishes up with the Jeep when the bell in the reception area jingles. The quick heartbeat makes him pause. Listen. And breathe in the sweet scent of curiosity and anticipation. His lips quirk up as he gently pushes the oil drain pan away with a foot, trying not to upset its contents. He has ten seconds before the white door to the garage bursts open. When it does, Stiles practically vibrates. "Well?" "She’s good as new." A sigh of relief, and then Stiles launches forward. Hugging, then kissing the hell out of Derek. Good thing he loves this idiot.

You can also read on AO3, or check out the full Sterek drabble series under #darkness was before the light.

#sterekdrabbles #teen wolf #sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #teen wolf fanfiction #drabbles #my fic #fic rec #self rec #sugareey #darkness was before the light

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domesticated-feral · 2 months

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the nogitsune comes back for an encore, having learnt many from its mistakes.

Risking more, it begins to toy with Scott and Stiles. Its starting move?

Dreams, dreams that bring back the past, dreams that feel too real to be dreams, dreams that are probably not dreams.

One question remains through all this. Who is the nogitsune this time? Or rather, who is not the nogitsune?

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#Sciles #Dark!Sciles #Scott McCall #Stiles Stilinski #Dark!Scott #Void Stiles #Teen Wolf #my edit #tw flashing

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biblicallyaccuratestiles · 3 days

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STILES: "Hey-yy, Scott! Scotty-boy, Scott-ster, Scott-a-roni—"

ISAAC: "Please make him stop."

SCOTT: "We both know I can't do that."

STILES: "First of all, rude. Second, I need your help. Like, right now."

SCOTT: "What?? Is everything okay?! Where—"

STILES: "I'm getting there, dude, just hold on! So, Derek gave me this thing—"

ISAAC: "Was it mono? He seems like a carrier."

STILES: (glares at Isaac) "I think I liked you better when you were too scared to sass me."

(Isaac throws his head back and cackles, while Scott shoots Stiles a horrified look)

STILES: "Anyways, he gave me this leather hangy-thing that's supposed to glow when I'm in the presence of the ghost we're hunting—"

ISAAC: "Hold on, the what?"

STILES: "I know, right? It looks like a car air-freshener but there's this weird sigil—"

SCOTT: "Wait, wait, can we go back to the ghost hunting thing real quick?"

STILES: "Me and Der are hunting a ghost, what's not clicking here?"

SCOTT: " ... we'll just circle back to it later."

#biblically accurate stiles quotes #incorrect teen wolf quotes #incorrect quotes #writing prompts #stiles stilinski #scott mccall #isaac lahey #derek hale #teen wolf #ghost hunting #dark humor tw #tw for implied child abuse

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billyparker · 1 month

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Guess Scott & Stiles are ready to take their bromance to the next level…

First comes an intimate pottery class in the art classroom at night.

Then, the bite… (Wonder how Derek will feel about the new wolf 😏?)

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nrnyx · 2 years

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Demon/Witch!Stiles has been heavy on my mind so I made a thing...

Stiles was late for the meeting. Talia was going to skin him alive, and Derek was probably pacing and wondering where the hell he was. Laura and Cora would laugh at him being scolded by both overprotective alphas, and Peter would sit in the background with that damn amused look on his face that drove Stiles up a wall. Talia’s mate Andrew would at least attempt to help him - the giant lovable wolf had a soft spot for Stiles.

“Sorry I’m late, guys; the jeep decided now was a good time to -”

Stiles felt it the moment he stepped into it - felt it like thousands of ants crawling across his skin and through his bloodstream. A weight hit his chest and immediately it was hard to breathe. Stiles sucked in air through his nose and let it out through his mouth - trying to keep his heart from flying out of his chest.

He was barely inside the door to the massive Hale home, having blown in without knocking or anything - which was usually how Stiles did it because there was no reason to announce his presence when nearly everyone in the room knew he was coming a mile down the road. Plus, he had a key given to him by Derek with Talia’s permission. Stiles gladly accepted that as an invitation to come and go as he pleased.

“Stiles?” All the blood drained from Stiles' face as Scott’s confused voice pulled him from his inspection of the familiar trap drawn across the floor in blue paint.

The wolves that made up his pack were all kneeling, bloodied, with their wrists chained behind their backs. Derek even had what looked like the leg from a table sticking from his shoulder, while the others had various cuts slowly knitting themselves back together. The pack's lack of real struggle was explained due to the alphas, Kali, Ethan, Ennis, and Aiden, who stood nearby holding the pack's pups by their throats.

Stiles felt anger burning through him like never before at the sight. The youngest pup was only two years old.

The alpha pack had been in town for three months now. Talia and the rest of the Hale pack had been keeping a close eye on them, making sure they didn’t cause any trouble, but so far, the alphas hadn’t made a move against the Hales or tried to reach out to form an alliance with them either. Stiles had figured this meeting was supposed be about that - maybe something had changed.

Stiles closed his eyes tightly - taking another slow, steadying breath before opening them again.

Deucalion smirked as he stepped toward him.

Stiles had only ever run into the alpha leader once, in town at the grocery store of all places, and the guy had been creepy as fuck then. “I must admit I had my suspicions about the nature of your magic, but I really wasn’t expecting this outcome. You’ve learned to hide quite well. I could only pick up the scent, as diluted as it is, due to having spent a significant amount of time around your kind many years ago. This was a leap of faith, a test if you will, and I am quite surprised to be proven correct… by your pack's reactions, I would wager to guess that they are as well.”

Stiles looked at each of his friends, his pack-mates, who were all looking at him like they’d never seen him before. His eyes locked with Derek’s guarded ones. They hadn’t looked at him like that since he’d sat Stiles down on the back patio last year and rigidly explained that his wolf liked Stiles - thought Stiles could be a good mate for them and that the human part of Derek was coming around to the idea as well. Stiles had kissed him then, light and chaste, and told him it was okay - that his magic liked Derek too. That he was more than willing to see how things developed between them.

Stiles felt his heart drop out of his chest. “This changes nothing. Nothing is different, I swear. I’ve - I’ve always been like this. Always. I was born this way. My mother - it’s me in here. Stiles. Only Stiles. You’re Stiles. I’m still me, Derek. I’m still yours.” He tried to explain to them, to Derek, but Derek’s eyes only went from cautious to betrayed, which was probably even worse. “Derek, I was going to tell you. I - please I -”

Stiles felt like the air was ripped out of him as something wet burned across his back like acid. He fell to his hands and knees, breathing hard as smoke rose from his body. He shook in pain and rage, snarling and lunging at Kali, who held the flask in her hand. The barrier from the devil’s trap stopped him, but she still flinched back from him, dragging the pup with her, who was staring up at Stiles with wide, terrified eyes.

That nearly broke Stiles. The pups - the pups were his to protect. Stiles sucked in a few deep pulls of air before lifting his head to look at Deucalion.

The few sharp intakes of breath from his pack told him that his eyes were black. “You don’t know what you’re playing with.”

Deucalion smirked and opened a thick leather-bound book with an energy that made the hairs on the back of Stiles’ neck stand on end. “Yes, I do, which is why I need to remove you as a threat before taking care of them and taking over this territory. I know exactly what I’m dealing with.”

Stiles let his rage simmer in his voice as he paced the circle of the trap like a caged animal. “Then you should know if you send me there - when I crawl back up, you better be running. Your best chance was with this version of me. You think you’re scared of me now? You have no idea. If it takes me a day, a year, a decade, a century - when I find you again, you’re soul is going to be my personal chew toy.”

Deucalion’s smirk faded into a snarl, and he began chanting.

Stiles merely stared at the alpha wolf, not making a single sound or movement as he felt like his body was being ripped in half. It became too much though, and he sank to his knees panting. Another snarl ripped from him - not unlike the wolves he surrounded himself with, and then Stiles was screaming in pain and fury. For a brief moment, Stiles was staring at himself from above, hearing his pack, his mate, shouting his name as his human body collapsed to the ground.

Stiles would be back. It didn’t matter how long it took, he would claw his way back to the surface, and when he did, there would be hell to pay.

#demon!stiles #dark!stiles stilinski #stiles x derek #sterek #sterek au #sterek fanfic #sterek fanfiction #eternal sterek #sterek edit #very au #void!stiles #stiles stilinski #void stiles #magic!stiles #witch!stiles

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littlemelaninfics · 2 years

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Stupid Little Baby || Dark!Dylan O'Brien smut

A/N: Based on that one scene from that movie

WARNINGS: DUBCON, language, mentions of past rape, mental manipulation, little space, daddy issues, no aftercare. THIS BLOG IS 18+ ONLY. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED IF YOU INTERACT WHILE UNDERAGE

"Dylan...it hurts," Y/n managed to squeak out under the weight of her best friend.

"It hurts? Tell me what hurts, baby."

"You! You're hurting me."

"My cock in your tight little pussy hurts?"

"Yes! Please fuck."

"Is this how they fucked you? Feeling your daddy's friends come into your room at night. Huh?" He said breathily in her ear. Her eyes started to change colors, remembering the disgusting men on top of her when she turned 18. Tears welled up as her best friend taunted her with something she trusted him with.

"Ugh fuck," he thrusted one last time before chuckling in disbelief,

"Is that what gets you off? Thinkin about what they did to you while your daddy watched? Cause you are fucking wet!"

Her mind completely slipped away into her safe space. This is how she protected herself, letting her body do whatever it was going to do. She would re-live her childhood, finding the sweet spots and hanging on to them for dear life. He could tell she has slipped because she didn't want to be seen, trying to make herself as small as she can under him.

"Ohh baby, who's my damaged little girl, huh? Just a stupid little baby."

#dylan o'brien smut #dylan o'brien #dark!dylan o'brien #dark fic #dark dylan o'brien #colin not okay #stiles stilinski #stiles stilinksi smut

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silentmacabre · 8 months

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