Actions Speak Louder than Words – isthatbloodonhisshirt
Derek/Stiles
434,625 words
“I apologize.” The cop finally looked back up at his face, seeming thrilled. “It’s just—it’s been so long. And we finally have you.”
That was a bad word. Not found.
Have.
Stiles wrenched his hand free and took a step back, but before he could even think up a gameplan, he felt a prick in his neck and jerked away, reaching up to slap one hand against it and twisting in the same moment.
One of the others had come up behind him while he hadn’t been paying attention, and his vision began to swim even as his eyes caught sight of the half-empty syringe the guy was holding.
alternate universe, au: bodyguard, au: magic is known, au: witches/magic-users, character death, curses, kidnapping, mute character, mutual pining, slow burn, tw: lack of rights/slavery
Divided We Stand – KouriArashi
Derek/Stiles
156,742 words
Derek is being pressured by his family to pick a mate, and somehow stumbles into a choice that they didn't expect and aren't sure they approve of....
alternate universe, courting, hurt/comfort, mates, misunderstandings, mystery, series, slow burn
I’m tired and I’m wasted, irrational – LunaCanisLupus_22
Derek/Stiles
8,164 words
Derek reads the message twice just to be sure that he isn’t dreaming.
Help, it reads, accidntly kidnpd somr dudew
He takes a moment to compose his reply. What the hell Laura?
Or the one where Laura wakes him up in the middle of the night because she's kidnapped some random guy from the club and it turns out he's Derek's mate.
alternate universe, au: soulmates/soulmarks, kidnapping, kink: knotting
It Came from the Trees – whatshouldntbe
Derek/Stiles
577,212 words
Stiles can’t help but notice that his window is ajar.
alternate universe, animal transformation, slow burn, tw: child abuse, tw: drinking, tw: rape/noncon
Puzzle Pieces – isthatbloodonhisshirt
Derek/Stiles
89,402 words
“Okay.” Stiles glanced at his phone, wincing at the battery being close to ten percent. It was probably time to call Scott. Turning off the flashlight, mostly to save battery and kind of freaking out over how dark it was—though the half-moon reflecting off the snow helped a bit—he opened his contacts with shaking hands and scrolled through to Scott’s name. Once he hit it, he put the phone to his ear, looking around, and froze.
The phone rang in his ear, but his eyes were locked on something big and moving through the trees.
Oh no. Oh no, no, no.
If that was a fucking bear, Stiles was fucked!
The line kept ringing and ringing, but Scott didn’t answer. Eventually his voicemail picked up and Stiles very slowly lowered the phone and hung up without looking, eyes still on the dark shape in the trees. He glanced down for only a second to turn on the flashlight function again, then lifted it ever so slowly upwards, and felt his breath freeze in his lungs.
It was a wolf.
It was a motherfucking wolf.
alternate universe, au: ski resort, au: soulmates/soulmarks, mates, misunderstandings, only one bed
Quack (Stiles Stop Calling It That) – isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Derek/Stiles
15,980 words
“Stiles, I’m serious, I need a favor.”
“That sounds like a trap,” Stiles Stilinski muttered sleepily into both his pillows. “You know,” he continued when the man in his room made no move to leave, “you’d think I’d be used to this. My dad, coming into my room, smacking my ass to get me out of bed, waking me up at the ass crack of dawn—”
“It’s almost one.”
“—waking me up at the ass crack of one,” Stiles continued without missing a beat, “and asking for a favour. Given my life growing up with you, you’d think I’d be used to this by now. I think the reason this hits so hard now is that I specifically bought my own apartment so that you couldn’t wake me up at the ass crack of dawn—”
“Stiles, it’s almost one.”
“—so that you couldn’t wake me up at the ass crack of one.”
alternate universe, au: cop/detectives, getting together, meet-cute
Salutations or Something – ravingrevolution
Derek/Stiles
155,407 words
He needed an actual hobby outside of work where he would interact with actual people who did not live with him or talk to him through the internet or his phone.
Like yoga? His stupid mind supplied in an annoyingly accurate imitation of Scott’s voice.
Stiles sighed.
Like yoga.
“Fuck.”
alternate universe, au: cop/detectives, hurt/comfort, kidnapping, series, slow burn
Thanks for Thumper, But I Prefer Cheeseburgers – isthatbloodonhisshirt
Derek/Stiles
58,339 words
The wolf’s head whipped around so fast, Stiles felt like he was watching The Exorcist.
Stiles wondered if he could just stand still enough to make the wolf think he was a tree. A very bright red and jean-clad tree. He doubted it, but one could hope.
He knew it was a lost cause when the wolf turned fully, lips pulled back from its sharp teeth—so very sharp, good fucking Lord!—and began walking towards Stiles.
“I didn’t see anything!” Stiles shouted, both hands out in front of himself and sweat instantly breaking out across his skin. “I swear to you! I didn’t see anything! I didn’t see anything! I won’t tell anyone! I won’t! I’ll keep this to myself, until the day I die! I promise! I promise!”
alternate universe, au: soulmates/soulmarks, courting, mates, meet-ugly
The Soul Knows What the Heart Wants – isthatbloodonhisshirt
Derek/Stiles
163,779 words
“Holy—shit,” Stiles breathed, Bacon stopping in what he was doing, still staring at him intently, as if begging him to understand, for someone to finally understand. Stiles felt like he’d been electrocuted and he leapt out of his chair, kneeling in front of Bacon and grabbing at his furry face. “Holy shit! Oh my God, are you—wait, holy—you’re not fucking with me, right?!”
Bacon let out two quick barks, which Stiles chose to interpret as ‘no.’
“Oh my God, are you a real person in there?!” Stiles shouted in the wolf’s face, staring him right in the eye. He was still holding the wolf’s head with both hands, but Bacon dipped his muzzle in confirmation and Stiles officially lost his mind.
“Oh my God!” he shouted again, releasing Bacon to clutch at his own hair. “Oh my God! Dude, for real?! You’re—holy shit! Holy shit!” He didn’t know how to react to this news. He had no fucking idea how to react. This was a person?! But how?! How was this a person?! People didn’t just turn into wolves!
alternate universe, anxiety, au: magic is known, au: soulmates/soulmarks, au: witches/magic-users, curses, misunderstandings, sleep disorders
What Fresh Twilight Bullshit Is This? – isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Derek/Stiles
196,137 words
“I am not Bella!” he insisted, shaking his fist angrily at Jackson, as if he’d been the one to suggest he was. “I am not Bella! I am, like, a Jacob, at least!”
Lydia made a noise of debate from his right and he whipped around to look at her.
“What?! What was that sound?!”
“You’re more of a Mike,” she insisted, shrugging neatly and flipping some curls over her shoulder.
“Wha—” Stiles had never been so offended in his life! “I am not! No way! I am a solid Jacob!”
“Mike,” she argued.
“Who’s Mike?” Scott asked.
“Shut up, Scott!” Stiles insisted, pointing a finger at him but still glaring at Lydia.
alternate universe, anxiety, au: college, au: cop/detectives, au: soulmates/soulmarks, kidnapping, misunderstandings, mutual pining, panic attacks, slow burn
When sparks fly – LunaCanisLupus_22
Derek/Stiles
58,286 words
“Derek,” Stiles thunders. “Were you ever going to tell me your house is trying to hook us up?”
Derek's head snaps up, eyes wide and scenting the evident crackle of magic in the air.
Or the one where spark!Stiles moves into an enchanted apartment block owned by a grumpy alpha and is completely oblivious to the building's efforts to matchmake them.
alternate universe, au: witches/magic-users, getting together, hurt/comfort
Windows – dr_girlfriend
Derek/Stiles
83,017 words
Derek has a new neighbor who won't stop looking.
Excerpt:
“You’re blind,” Derek said flatly, the anger draining from him so suddenly he felt almost woozy. His vision cleared, his claws sliding back into blunt fingernails.
“Thanks for the memo, genius,” the kid said acidly. “I can still fucking defend myself, so don’t take another damn step.”
“Fuck, I...I’m sorry,” Derek stuttered.
“What?!” The kid’s brow crinkled. “I mean — what?! You’re fucking sorry!?” His lips thinned into a harsh line. “What, is this some kinda Hallmark movie where you’re discovering the error of your ways because you don’t want to rob a blind person?! That’s fucking condescending, man. I’ll have you know that —”
“Just, wait.” Derek interrupted what was apparently the start of a convincing argument as to why he should rob the kid after all, feeling his head start to spin. “This is — it’s a misunderstanding. I’m — I’m not robbing you. You’re — you’re safe, okay? I’m taking three steps back. Just — just let me explain.”
“Explain why you came busting into my apartment? Yeah, go right ahead, man, I can’t wait to hear this epic tale.”
alternate universe, blind character, disability, found family, friends to lovers, misunderstandings, panic attacks, slow burn
Deck the Hales with Mistletoe and Holly – tryslora
Derek/Stiles
32,827 words
Stiles recognizes that there are a number of reasons why this is a bad idea.
or
The one where Stiles manages to somehow imply that he might be dating his exceedingly hot TA for freshman lit, and ends up inviting him home for the holidays (along with his two crazy sisters) and really hopes that Lydia doesn't find out he was lying and kill him before maybe he can make it so he's not lying after all...
alternate universe, au: college, fake relationships
Deputy Derek Hale, Alpha – eldee
Derek/Stiles
12,654 words
Deputy Derek Hale has recently become an alpha, and that changes things for him. Now that he's back after a leave of absence, he's hoping to get what he and Stiles had almost-started back on track. The thing is, it seems Stiles is going through some changes of his own and Derek's not sure how he fits.
alternate universe, au: cop/detectives, friends to lovers
My, What Big Shoulders You Have (The Better to Help You Carry the Weight) – Chapter 1 – isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Derek/Stiles
285,568 words
“Talia was just telling me an interesting story,” his dad informed him. Stiles didn’t have the nerve to glance over at him, because he knew no matter how much he argued, the proof was all there. The wolves had found him, Parrish had picked him up on the side of the road, he had a fucking picture on his phone. He was screwed. No point in arguing, all it’d do is piss his father off even more.
“You don’t say,” Stiles offered slowly. “What uh—you know, I like stories. Is it a uh, good one?”
“It seems to be a matter of opinion,” Talia said with another kind smile. “I hear you had quite the night last night.”
Okay, time to cut his losses. He was already fucked, all he could do was apologize and hope she didn’t press for him to get fined and arrested. Given he was her husband’s friend’s son, he had high hopes.
“I’m really sorry,” Stiles blurted out. “It was stupid and-and irresponsible and just—I am so sorry. I shouldn’t have crossed into your territory. I should’ve known better, I do know better! It was a complete lapse in judgement and I am just—I am so sorry.”
alternate universe, au: magic is known, au: soulmates/soulmarks, au: witches/magic-users, hurt/comfort, mates, mutual pining
One Dollar Yoda – exclamation
Derek/Stiles
10,758 words
Stiles is an unbonded spark, so he's been dealing with courting alphas since he was ten. It's gotten a lot worse since he turned sixteen. Some are assholes, some are nice, but Stiles hasn't wanted to spend the rest of his life bound to any of them.
When Derek Hale shows up at his school, Stiles expects him to be just another asshole alpha attempting to buy him with expensive gifts. But Derek Hale puts no effort whatsoever into his courtship gifts. Stiles ought to be offended but instead he finds it refreshing.
alternate universe, courting, mates
Playing Pretend – isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Derek/Stiles
10,669 words
“Anyway, with this dinner and the whole plus one thing, everyone’s expecting to meet my boyfriend so I need you to come out for a weekend and pretend we’re dating.”
Derek didn’t hesitate in his response. “No.”
“No?” Stiles sputtered.
“No,” he repeated, enunciating clearly and taking a bite of his burger.
“Come on, Derek!” Stiles exclaimed loudly, throwing both hands in the air. “I need your help!”
alternate universe, au: college, fake relationships, only one bed
Set a Song for Me – isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Derek/Stiles
11,573 words
“You did a favour for a stranger?” the sheriff asked, surprised. “You won’t even do a favour for me.”
“Your favours involve chocolate and salty snacks, damn straight I won’t do you any favours,” Stiles insisted, pointing an accusatory finger at his dad while leaning back against the counter, taking another large sip of coffee. “Some guy lost his phone and was calling it hoping someone would answer. That someone was me. He said he’d had some drinks and couldn’t come grab it right then, so we agreed to meet at the station this morning. I didn’t realize ‘this morning’ meant the ass crack of dawn.”
“It’s not the ass crack of dawn, that was at five thirty-seven, according to the weather app on my phone.”
Stiles let out a sarcastic laugh and flipped his dad off. The sheriff gave him a look, but he didn’t reprimand him, clearly able to tell Stiles was miserable.
alternate universe, au: human, getting together, it's so fluffy i'm gonna die, mutual pining
That Which You Cannot Undo – uraneia
Derek/Stiles
28,181 words
By twenty-eight, Stiles has resigned himself to a quiet life of working in his magic shop, selling Jackson Whittemore fart-inducing tea, and looking after his goddaughter. It's a good life. But the quiet goes to hell when his sister, Lydia, shows up with a crispy werewolf in her trunk and a bite mark on her shoulder, because hard on her heels comes the hottest person Stiles has ever seen, and he happens to be looking for his uncle.
You know, the dead guy Stiles helped Lydia bury last night.
(Or: the Pracitical Magic AU nobody asked for.)
alternate universe, au: witches/magic-users, kink: knotting
The Gang Steals a Van – Bittah_Wizard
Derek/Stiles
6,718 words
“Why do bad guys always have to pick the creepiest places to enact their evil plots?” Lydia murmurs.
“It’s a part of their whole aesthetic,” Stiles answers. “How else will everyone know that they’re the bad guys?”
The AU where Teen Wolf's Scooby Gang is actually the Scooby Gang™.
alternate universe, series
until we become something new – Spikedluv
Derek/Stiles
73,529 words
When Stiles is bitten by a werefox, his problems have only just begun. An old enemy returns, and new ones appear. It’s Beacon Hills, after all.
alternate universe
When the Wolf Bites – forestofbabel
Derek/Stiles
34,538 words
"Are you a cop?" the man asked hesitantly.
“Uh, no. I just work reception,” Stiles said, tugging nervously at his hoodie. There was something about this man that made his anxiety start to build. Normally Stiles was great at charming the people who walk into the station, even calming down the angry moms. “We’ve been understaffed for years so I help out where I can. You needed something?”
“I need to file a missing person’s report.”
alternate universe, panic attacks, PTSD