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Stiles, meanwhile using herbal medicine to help Derek's healing go faster: this brings back memories. I loved playing druid as a child
[Flashback to Stiles as a child]
Stiles to a teddy bear: the poison is slowly spreading. Get your house in order
#stiles stilinski#derek hale#sterek#eternal sterek#stiles x derek#teen wolf#feral stiles stilinski#incorrect teen wolf quotes#incorrect quotes
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STEREK WEEK 2022
Witches. Stiles hates witches but as the Alpha Mate he refuses to allow a threat to live. Plus, there's no way he's letting Derek go alone. It's a good thing he didn't...though maybe splitting up is a horrible idea.
DAY 4: Mirror, Mirror
@sterekweek-2022
Huntsman Winter’s War: Inspiration Clip
Click the pink link above to see the movie scene I was inspired by.
#stiles stilinski#teen wolf#fluff#derek hale#sterek#stiles x derek#derek x stiles#mates#angst#full shift wolves#alpha derek hale#fox stiles stilinski#feral derek hale#feral stiles stilinski#witches#magic#fire#alpha mate stiles stilinski#mind manipulation#illusions#barrier#feral behavior#warehouse#allison argent & stiles stilinski friendship#bamf chris argent#bamf allison argent#bamf peter hale#derek hale sings#sterekweek2022#sterek week 2022
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wearing stiles’ boxers after showering at his place, and deciding to spend the night, but you can’t wear your jeans to bed because they’re too uncomfortable. ending up in his beacon hill lacrosse t-shirt that’s just a little too big (it’s swallowing you whole) because he refused to make you stay in your tight long sleeve you’d been wearing that day even though you insisted you could make do. why not wear your own underwear that could easily be hidden under the hem of his shirt, or even take the sweatpants he offered to hide your legs from a seeking chill after opening the window to release the hot, thick air that gradually settled into his room from certain activities? because just knowing that he’s been in these (completely naked) and every unseen part of him has touched the plaid fabric was enough to cultivate an odd tingly sensation within you. also because you could’ve sworn he’s worn this pair before while you deprived him of your full, unclothed touch long enough that he couldn’t help the spurts that soaked a patch into the suffocating material. obviously, he’s washed them many times since, but it was that extra memory tied to the fabric that encouraged you to not conceal the lewd story under a pair of his sweatpants.
#uhh#🤗#(stiles would go insane)#wearing stiles’ clothes in general😵💫#teen wolf#stiles stilinski#stiles’!world#dylan obrien#stiles stilinski teenwolf#stiles smut#stiles stilinski smut#unhinged thoughts#feral thoughts#stiles x you#stiles stilinski x reader#teen wolf stiles#stiles teen wolf#stiles teen wolf smut#stiles’s!world
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Full and Void | sterek | E | 23k | Ao3
Tags: Established Relationship, Canon Divergence, Void Stiles, Dark Stiles, Feral Derek, Beta to Alpha Derek, Minor Character Death, Kidnapping, Gore, Top Derek Hale/Bottom Stiles Stilinski, Wolfed-Out Sex, Mates, Bad Friend Scott McCall, Dark Allison
Summary: Stiles could be meek, sure. In Derek’s arms, softened under the touch, pinned under his weight. He allowed himself to relax only in Derek’s sole presence.
Stiles could also look meek. Small, scared. Let the enemies think he was hiding in his mate’s shadow. After all, no one would stop to think that the shadow could ever be dangerous.
#sterek#sterek fic#stiles x derek#eternal sterek#sterek fanfic#sterek fanfiction#sterek ao3#stiles stilinski#derek hale#my fics#void stiles#feral derek#teen wolf#teen wolf au#derek x stiles#sterek fic rec#sterek fic recs#sterekyrround#sterek moodboard
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Derek, at the park, blowing bubbles for a smol Eli to pop: Whoa! That was a big one, wasn't it, buddy?
Stiles, assassinating stray bubbles with a squirt bottle before other kids can pop them: Hey,no! Those are Eli's bubbles! We're not running a bubble charity here! Go on, git!
#sterek#teen wolf#derek hale#stiles stilinski#tyler hoechlin#dylan o'brien#eli hale#vince mattis#mieczysław stiles stilinski#incorrect teen wolf quotes#incorrect quotes#incorrect teen wolf#Feral gremlin parent Stiles#Either Eli pops them or NO ONE pops them
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Hey!! I’m really hoping you or your followers can help me find a sterek fic. Literally the only scene I can remember is stiles going down to the basement of a library that Laura manages and he was warned to stay away from the locked area that is essentially the Beacon Hills restricted section but bc he’s stiles he obvs didn’t listen and the gate/door had protective wards so it shocked stiles and sent him flying back. Stiles either worked at the library as well or was just a patron. I think Lydia worked there too? Or maybe Isaac?? I think they find out later on that stiles is magic. Oh and I believe there’s a bulletin board in the library that has flyers that are magicked bc they have hidden messages and magical requests in them that only the supernatural can see. I’m really hoping im not confusing that last bit with another fic. Thank you!!!!!!!!!!
I know this one too!
What I Did On My Summer Vacation by grimm
(4/4 I 118,749 I Explicit I Sterek)
There's something weird about Beacon Hills that Stiles can't quite put his finger on. The way everyone in town knows his name the day he arrives. The way they insist the melancholic howling that echoes through the forest every night is just a dog. The way his dad denies getting a dog, even though Stiles comes home to find one sprawled across his bed, some big black thing whose eyes gleam red in the right light. The way that massive oak tree out in the woods vibrates under his touch, pulsing with sickly life.
There's something weird going on in this town, and Stiles is determined to get to the bottom of it.
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Stiles: “Penises are good sensory for me, not putting a dick in my mouth is ableism and evil.”
#teen wolf#stiles stilinski#incorrect teen wolf quotes#incorrect quotes#sterek#tw#mieczyslaw stiles stilinski#biles balinski#feral bastard stiles#everyone loves stiles#steter#stisaac#stackson#stiam#steo#stoid
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117 is the best teen wolf episode because you can see younger Derek realizing that Stiles is spouting absolute NONSENSE and goes "alright now how to make him double down" AND STILES DOES EVERY TIME ITS BRILLIANT NO NOTES
the fact that we never see younger, never-broken-a-law-ever Derek Hale reacting to Stiles speedrunning every crime ever is a travesty
OH WAIT I FORGOT KATE IS BACK NOOO
#young derek hale#teen wolf#stiles stilinski#cousin miguel#feral bastard stiles#mieczyslaw stilinski#THE FACE HE MAKES WHEN RAFAEL ASKS HOW HIS NAME IS SPELLED#HIS GRIN WHEN STILES INTRODUCES HIM AS MIGUEL#teen wolf season 4
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Stiles took the dare, because what else was he supposed to do when the whole lacrosse team was chanting his name? Even though the werewolf pack had left Beacon Hills years ago, nobody was stupid enough to set foot on the Hale property.
Except, apparently, Stiles.
Now he's got a feral werewolf following him around town with the sole purpose of claiming Stiles as his own.
#fanfic#ao3 fanfic#derek hale#sterek#stiles stilinski#ao3#teen wolf#multichapter#hale pack#cora hale#mates#feral!derek
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Stiles: After I found out the Hale's were werewolves, my family and I took it upon ourselves to have as real and authentic interactions as we could with them. So that they could get a feel for our vibe you know
Derek: You guys hung plastic mistletoe on almost every doorway in your house and said, "anyone caught under the mistletoe will have to fight whoever else is under it"
Stiles: Mistlefoe :]
#derek hale#stiles stilinski#sterek#eternal sterek#stiles x derek#teen wolf#feral stiles stilinski#same age stiles and derek#incorrect teen wolf quotes#incorrect quotes#feral bastard stilinski family#stilinski family#disaster hales#hale family#incorrect sterek quotes
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Title: Heart of a Hero: Chapter #2
Pairing: Steo [Stiles Stilinski + Theo Raeken]
Rating: Mature
Word Count: 2,499
Warnings:
Blood & Injury
Gunshot Wound Recovery
Feral Character & Feral Behavior
Hospitals
Full AO3 Link
Summary:
“How bad is it?” the alpha asks. He has to fight not to push past the doctor to get to his family, but he resists the urge for the moment because he needs to know.
“I don’t know what all you’re aware of, Alpha Stilinski-Raeken but your son suffered a gunshot wound to the stomach. We had to give him a blood transfusion as he had lost too much blood. There’s no easy way to say this, but it’s a miracle that he’s alive.”
Theo tilts his head. “What aren’t you telling me?”
Created For: @afgomegaversebingo / Square Filled: Free Space - Nesting
When Theo shows up at the hospital, frantically searching for his mate, Isaac informs him of everything as quickly as he can. The curly haired beta doesn’t notice the small flecks of blood on Theo’s uniform.
“Lydia called me and said she has Leo. Allison still has Laiken but Luka…” Isaac trails off, swallowing with a click. “Luka was shot, Theo.”
The alpha’s eyes flash and he has to take several deep breaths to remain calm. “And Stiles?”
Isaac winces and looks bereft. “He’s with Luka.” Before Theo could press further, Isaac gently rests a hand on the alpha’s arm. “He’s feral, Theo.”
Theo’s heart clenches in agony at the news. He can’t lose his son or his mate. “Is there any word on the shooter?” he snarls.
“Dead,” Isaac replies with a satisfied expression on his face. “I don’t know how but I thank fuck, or I’d kill the guy myself.”
“No. He was mine to kill.”
The statement and the way it was said, has realization washing over the beta. Isaac nods his approval at the alpha’s admission that it was he who killed the shooter. Isaac definitely wants to know more but they can’t discuss it now.
A doctor makes her way over to them and offers a gentle smile. “Mr. Raeken?” she says.
Theo’s jaw creaks with how hard he clenches his teeth together. “Stilinski-Raeken.”
The woman looks at the file a bit guiltily. “Ah. Yes. My apologies. My name is Doctor Brent. I am here to speak with you about your son, Lukanus and your mate, Mr. Mieczyslaw Stilinski-Raken.”
“How bad is it?” the alpha asks. He has to fight not to push past the doctor to get to his family, but he resists the urge for the moment because he needs to know.
“I don’t know what all you’re aware of, Alpha Stilinski-Raeken but your son suffered a gunshot wound to the stomach. We had to give him a blood transfusion as he had lost too much blood. There’s no easy way to say this, but it’s a miracle that he’s alive.”
Theo tilts his head. “What aren’t you telling me?”
Doctor Brent clears her throat. “When treating your son, we noticed a bite mark on his arm. Your mate is an omega. Correct?”
“Yes,” Theo says, confused why that would matter.
Seeing his confusion, she elaborates. “Omegas have the ability to save a life using what’s known as an omega bite. It is so rare we hardly ever see it but your mate gave that bite to your son, and that is the only reason he survived long enough to get the transfusions. With complete transparency I can tell you that he didn’t need as much blood as we were expecting either.” She has something akin to awe in her voice and Isaac understands the feeling.
“I saw it, Theo.” Isaac has a gentle smile on his face when the alpha looks at him. “It was…” he trails off. “I can’t even describe it. Stiles just knew and did it without hesitation.”
Theo puffs out his chest in pride. “My brave perfect omega.” He turns to look at the doctor. “Where are they?”
Doctor Brent gestures for him to follow her. “We have them here in room 0706. Please remember that your son has lost a lot of blood and what you’ll see is only temporary. He’ll be okay with some rest and rehydration.”
With a nod of understanding, Theo turns towards the door. His hands are sweaty, and his mouth is dry. Isaac’s gentle grip on the alpha’s shoulder grounds Theo as he slowly opens the door.
There are machines beeping and the sound of oxygen pumping but other than that, it’s eerily silent. At least it is until Theo steps into the room.
His eyes alight on his son who is pale against the sheets, and he only halts his approach when a low growl echoes from the bed as well.
Stiles snarls at Theo in warning, almost as if he doesn’t recognize the alpha. All he knows is his pup nearly died and he is omega feral. His eyes repeatedly flash in warning, the snarl never cutting off.
Theo has to resist the urge to flash his eyes at his mate and demand submission. He knows Stiles can’t help it. It breaks his heart to see the shape his son is in, and it is painful to see the state of his omega.
The omega’s eyes are solidly glowing. His claws are still out, and his fangs glint dangerously in the low light of the room. Theo is stunned at the sight of ears poking out the top of Stiles’s head. The partial omega shift is another phenomenon similar to the omega bite. It’s rare and despite the pain of everything, Theo can’t help but feel proud that this is his omega.
Exaggeratingly telegraphing his movements so as not to incur the omega’s fight instincts, Theo steps further into the room. When Stiles still snarls but cocks his head slightly, Theo feels a burst of hope in his chest. There are legends of omegas who go feral at the loss of a child and never come back to themselves even with their mates trying everything to get through to them.
The alpha spares a very concerned thought for their unborn pup but pushes that down. The last thing Stiles needs is the alpha’s worried chemosignals invading his already overstimulated senses.
He doesn’t go any closer and it seems to please the omega who slowly untenses, but Theo isn’t fooled. Stiles is still ready to defend his pup. So, in an effort to offer comfort and familiarity to his mate, Theo begins to softly sing. He sings a song that only he and Stiles know, and the song is one that Stiles always sings to their children, just like his mother had done for him.
Distant moon, so big and bright
Softest silver glowing through the night
High atop, the mountain gold
Sun unseen, the world is cold
Here I wait, and here I stand
Early morning northern hour hand
Studying, in solitude
Looking for a hidden clue
I wish to see this world through my own eyes
To calm the elders and silence their cries
Because of you, I now gaze up and sing
The lullaby of the moon
Found at last, I steal away
Moving faster through the silent shade
Sea of stars, like flowers bloom
Looking for the hidden tomb
The way Stiles’s body starts to grow more pliant and the way he purrs, eases Theo’s worries. They’re going to be just fine.
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It’s day three, and Luka is still in an induced coma. Stiles won’t leave his side and Theo is the only one who is allowed to get close to the omega and the pup. Every night Theo will sing the lullaby and sometimes Stiles will just look at him and Theo just knows. So, he’ll sing it again and watch how it settles his mate.
He can only do so much though and by day five doctors are noticing that the omega is still increasingly agitated. They grow concerned about his mental state with the distressed sounds he keeps letting out the longer his son is in an induced coma. Eventually they decide they have to intervene.
Theo snarls. “Just wait a minute. Our pup was shot! You can’t expect him to just let that go. He’s an omega!”
Doctor Brent raises her hands placatingly, and all three doctors take a step back.
Nodding, Theo turns to look at his mate. “Hi, Little Fox.”
Stiles perks up, his ears swiveling slowly. He purrs softly in inquiry.
Theo smiles. “Can you come here, sweet thing? Come to your alpha, my good omega.”
Like a siren’s call, the omega slowly, though still cautious and skittish, pads over to his alpha.
The alpha is relieved he is able to coax his mate closer and gently grips the back of Stiles neck. He smiles softly as the omega purrs, looking at Theo with hazy eyes. Stiles hasn’t spoken since arriving at the hospital or even longer according to Isaac but the look in his eyes is one Theo knows well. So, he places a kiss on the omega’s forehead, chuckling softly when his mate chases his lips for a proper kiss. Well, it’s less of a proper kiss and more of a slobbery one but Theo couldn’t care less and returns it. “So sweet for me my little fox.”
Stiles purrs and almost preens, making Theo feel even more hopeful that his mate will come back to him. Then Stiles’s attention shifts to their son, and he lets out a soft whimper. His request is evident when he looks at his alpha.
Theo, with a nod, releases his mate and turns to the doctors. “He needs to feel safe, and he needs to nest. That can’t happen here. Is there a way we can continue Luka’s care on our own?”
The doctors are not happy about it, but they all know enough about omegas to understand the benefits to the young pup. Therefore, knowing nesting instincts will in fact settle the omega more, they set about a treatment plan.
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They decide to send a nurse, named Eliza, with the family to get them set up. She doesn’t make it past the fence of their yard, which means Theo feels quite smug. Did the doctors really think an omega would let a stranger near their son?
Stiles has Luka in his arms and Leo, whom they managed to pick up from Lydia, is on the omega’s back. Stiles carries them inside and sniffs, deeming it safe but not yet where he wants to be. Stiles wanders away from the front door with an obvious destination in mind.
Theo has a feeling about where his mate will go and only watches him for a minute or two. It’s important that the alpha lets his mate be for now. No one should interfere with nest making. So, the alpha heads to the kitchen to make something for them all to eat. He can hear shuffling and soft growls below him. It looks like he was right about where his mate would go.
Sure enough, when Theo goes into the basement, with several bottles of cool water in his arms and leaving the snacks in the fridge for later, he’s not surprised at what he finds. His sweet omega has already surrounded and filled the deep closet with clothes, bedding, fabric and toys. The scent of the two mates and their pups floods the alpha’s senses and he rumbles, pleased with his omega.
Stiles blinks up at him and preens at the approval of his alpha and mate. A small smile, full of fangs, adorns the omega’s face and Theo realizes he’s that much closer to having his mate back. Little by little, he’s coaxing Stiles’s humanity back out.
“You did so good, my sweet omega,” Theo says softly.
The omega preens again and purrs loudly when Theo offers his own shirt off his back to add to the nest. The alpha can’t enter unless Stiles deems his offering sufficient. So, he is relieved when the omega accepts it.
The alpha slips into the nest, setting the bottles to the side and curls around his mate who is curled around their eldest son. Luka is doing better already.
It makes Theo angry with the doctors. For all that they are acclaimed and renowned, they focus way too much on science. This means they completely ignore instincts. Stiles needs his pups safe, and he needs to nest. Omegas have soothing, healing and grounding pheromones. Already, the too pale skin of their eldest begins to return to its normal tone.
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Isaac brings Stiles and Theo's youngest child home shortly after dinner time. Theo has managed to get his omega to eat, and they even got food into Luka. Leo is asleep again and Theo was only able to get him awake long enough to nibble. None of them are very hungry but the alpha makes sure they eat something and that they drink lots of water.
Laiken wiggles in Isaac’s arms as he’s held out to his daddy. Stiles snatches his pup from his best friend and scents him with a soft rumbling growl. Once the baby’s head is on Stiles’s chest, it’s like the omega is finally able to rest.
The beta watches and exchanges a look of hope with Theo who smiles gently. Nodding in acknowledgement that things are settled for now, Isaac takes a step back towards the stairs.
Stiles whimpers when his best friend goes to leave. Isaac is safe but neither his instincts nor Theo’s will allow the beta to join them or remain in the vicinity of their nest. So, after Isaac hands Laiken to his daddy, he smiles and makes for the stairs. Stiles whines, shifting his baby to his left hip and tugs at the beta’s shirt before he gets too far. Then he looks at his alpha pleadingly.
With a nod from the alpha, Isaac shucks his shirt and holds it out. Once Stiles latches onto it, Isaac leaves with a promise to come back tomorrow and to text if they need anything at all. He also makes sure to lock up behind him.
Stiles purrs at the beta’s scent, wraps the shirt around Luka and only then does he settle with only the faintest amount of alertness remaining.
For now, the nest contains the scents of everyone the omega needs it to, and he is content as could be for the time being. He settles with his nose tucked into Theo’s throat, Luka, Leo and Laiken all in his arms. The entire family, save for the alpha, is asleep in a nest built by the omega.
Theo has never seen a more beautiful sight in his life. As his mate and his pups sleep, trusting him to watch over them, Theo places a hand on his mate’s stomach, his heart full of love. He ends up receiving only a light growl in warning at his hand’s placement. Theo scents his little family and then begins to softly sing the lullaby once more.
Here I found the crescent blade
Forged by Rakkor, surely lunar made
Shining down, upon the earth
Now they'll see, I'll prove my worth
I wish to see this world through my own eyes
To calm the elders and silence their cries
Because of you, I now gaze up and sing
The lullaby of the moon
Condemned me to death
With my last breath
Sorrow and anger
Fill my head
Distant moon, so big and bright
Softest silver glowing through the night
High atop, the mountain gold
Sun unseen, the world is cold
Now I know my chosen path
Higher calling they will know my wrath
Raise my relic blade
I will not be swayed
With the might of the moon by my side
#anyfandomomegaverse#afgomegaverse#teen wolf#stiles stilinski#theo raeken#omegaverse#square filled: free space - nesting#nesting#injury#blood#recovery#feral stiles stilinski#alpha theo raeken#omega stiles stilinski#kid fic#luka stilinski-raeken (oc)#leo stilinski-raeken (oc)#laiken stilinski-raeken (oc)#steo discord monthly prompt: april 2023#steo discord monthly prompt: first responders#steo
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Imagine Eli who just got his heart broken for the first time by this girl who left him for one of his friends after cheating on him with said friend. He comes home terribly upset and Derek makes him sit down so they can talk about it (because he does that now. Communicate that is. He decided to go to therapy years ago, it did him wonders). He makes him some tea and holds him, whenever he starts crying again.
Eventually Stiles comes home from work. Ever the loving husband , Derek greets him at the door with a kiss and then veeery very sneakily takes his gun and hides it. He tells Stiles what happened and let's him take over so he can go grab a quick shower. His mate has got this.
10 minutes later when he turns off the shower to go get dressed, he decides to listen in on how his husband and son are doing. He hears Stiles' car keys jingle and then, right before the front door falls shut "I know this hurts, pup. But time will heal a broken heart -and wow isn't his mate just the sweetest- but not this bitches window! Now grab one of the rocks outside and hurry before daddy's done with his shower!!"
#sterek#eli stilinski hale#stiles stilinski#inspired by how I met you mother#lmao#feral bastard stiles#Derek should've known better#stiles doesn't need a gun to fuck shit up#my stuff
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teen wolf characters as texts i’ve sent and received
liam: he’s “foul🤢”? no he’s “✨foul✨ 🤭😮💨”
theo: seduction via dna sample collection <3
malia: unchaperoned and you can Bet my ankles will be out and about
lydia: disrespectfully where were the brain cells
mason: i love you and your delulu tendencies but be so for real right now
corey: ohh so she’s 🚨crazy🚨 not 🥰crazy🥰
scott: i’m so sorry i thought Today was Two Days Ago i am Tired
stiles: look we are Professional Shenanigists™ first and humans second
derek: get ahold of yourself, and for the love of God, don’t start crying or i’m disowning you ❤️
#teen wolf#thiam#ninety percent of these are between my bsf and me#i just want everyone to know that derek’s is word for word a text my mother sent me#in response to me going feral over 1989 (TV)#i’ve made her watch rep stadium tour too many times and now she’s paranoid i’ll be one of the peeps sobbing to shake it off#anyways my mom is an icon but i did cry to Clean TV#liam dunbar#scott mccall#theo raeken#malia tate#lydia martin#stiles stilinski#derek hale#mason hewitt#corey bryant#sterek#(lowkey in the way all my stuff is lowkey sterek lmao)
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Breathing heavily, Derek turned around and marched out of the room, trying to rein in his wolf. He knew he lost control over his appearance: the skin on his face tickled with growing fur, sharp points of deadly fangs dug into his lower lip.
Derek had to see him. Right now, to make sure none of them got to him, to see for himself that Stiles was safe and whole. That the boy was his, still.
Not a day has gone without him dreaming of Stiles. He was a constant presence in the wolf’s mind, driving him insane with want and longing.
No, Derek would never leave him, never give him over to another’s dirty hands. He’ll fight for the boy till death. Tear apart anyone who had the misfortune of touching him.
The door opened after three loud thuds. Derek didn’t have any space for guilt in his heart at waking the undoubtedly tired Stiles up, all of it taken by irresistible want.
Stiles’ eyes were wide open in surprise and just a tiny bit of wariness. His hands were clutching the soft white nightgown, keeping it closed over his naked chest. Derek’s gleaming red eyes followed the tantalizing length of his neck, stopping at the sight of his bare collarbones, peeking out of the gown. A pink sleepy blush adorned his cheeks, cupping his soft half-opened lips.
They ought to have the sweetest taste.
Both of them stared at each other in silence. Stiles was probably too shocked that Derek approached him again at such a late hour, nonetheless; Derek, however, lost any train of thought upon seeing this exquisite being, so teasing in his innocent softness and naïve trust. Anger left him all at once, leaving him breathless at the sight of the angel.
“Don’t open the door so readily,” Derek’s mutter was akin to a rumble. “You’re too beautiful for that.”
Stiles’ breath hitched and his heart started its quick rabbit pace again. He frowned a bit as if Derek’s compliment somehow offended him; he probably didn’t even realize his lips formed into the cutest pout. The most delicious prey was in front of Derek, and he couldn’t even have a taste. Not yet.
He wanted to kiss the tips of Stiles’ long fingers, bite into the soft insides of his thighs, leave marks all over his neck and trace the helpful path of his moles leading to his devastating lips to kiss and claim and take.
But Derek couldn’t do that for fear of spooking him. It was too early. But how could he possibly leave him right now?
Derek gently took Stiles’ slack hand, his heart stuttering at the sight of it, small in comparison to his wolf’s one. Miraculously, Stiles didn’t pull away. Derek lifted his soft hand to his mouth and pressed a kiss to his knuckles, then on the inside of his wrist, before inhaling.
The bright red of his eyes reflected in Stiles’ soft brown ones. The blush on Stiles’ pretty face deepened and traveled down, calling to Derek’s predatory instincts to follow, to lick and bite.
“I know you don’t trust me,” Derek grunted. When Stiles inhaled to retort, Derek caught his chin and pressed a finger against his lips, making the boy freeze in place, eyes impossibly wide. The wolf in him howled at the sharp scent of arousal emanating from his body. “Don’t argue. I expected it. Wolves don’t trust easily, too. I just wanted you to know that… I’m sorry. I was selfish and didn’t see what was in front of me. You don’t need to worry. I’ll take care of everything.”
It was a thought that grew in his mind, spread to his heart and took root there, reincorporating into a deep desire and a vital need. Derek will take care of him and his little pup, he’ll bring the hearts of his enemies and put them at the boy’s feet. He’ll court and he’ll conquer.
“Lock the door,” he said, forcing himself to step away. “Don’t open until the sun rises.”
Once again, Stiles said nothing. He blinked as if coming out of a stupor, then gave a tiny nod, before slowly closing the door, casting inquisitive glances at Derek. The door shut with a soft thud; a heavy lock slid into place with an unpleasant scrape.
Derek leaned towards the door, knowing that Stiles was probably leaning on it to eavesdrop. Curious kitten.
“Good boy,” he murmured and laughed soundlessly at the shy squeak on the other side, followed by hastily retreating footfalls.
The smile felt unfamiliar on Derek’s ferine face, and he lost it quite quickly. This precious boy made it so easy to feel joy again, almost uncomfortably so.
If only Stiles chose to never leave his side, the wolf would bring him the freedom he craved. It will be his final courting gift. Stiles had no idea what he got himself into by allowing Derek’s name to fall from his lips that fateful day a year ago. He would soon learn the true power of being under the wolf’s protection and possession.
He’ll never have to fear and pretend ever again. His sweet boy. His Stiles.
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Derek: Hello? *noticing the faint blue glow under the bed*
Derek: *crouching down to look under the bed* Hey, so it's been almost 3 days. I wanted to check in to see how you were doing. Oh, and the pack wanted to know if you found anything on the-
The cryptid curled around a laptop under the bed, in a pile of blankets, eating coffee grounds with a spoon: *HISSES*
Derek: Ok, ok! Take your time! I brought you a grilled cheese in case you got hungry. I'm just going to leave it out here by the bed-JESUS! *narrowly misses the shadow darting out to pull the plate into the darkness*
Creature: *ravenous devouring*
Derek: Alright, I'm gonna go get you something to wash that down with real quick. Let me know if you need anything else.
Creature: *content pug grumbles and happy raccoon chitters*
Derek: Love you too, Stiles.
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You and this blog are amazing!!
Do you think you could help me find a fic?
It was AU and Stiles was living on the street and meets wolf-form Derek. I can't remember much of the plot, but I think he was looking for or plotting revenge against someone who killed his dad?
I think he also had his signature red hoodie?
Any help is appreciated!!
Hi anon. @midnightwinterhawk says it's this one.
Hunger by DiscontentedWinter
(27/27 I 55,382 I Mature I Sterek)
Beacon Hills.
Two lost souls.
A homeless boy, a lone wolf, and people who will stop at nothing to destroy them both
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