All Is Lost Again (But I’m Not Giving In) – coppersin
Derek/Stiles
36,765 words
The nightmares aren't real. They can't possibly be real. But people keep dying and Stiles is genuinely losing his mind. And he can't seem to open his mouth and just tell someone.
dreams, hurt/comfort, mutual pining, precognition
Beauty and the Ex – aggybird
Derek/Stiles
26,313 words
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.
au: college, hurt/comfort, misunderstandings
between the click of the light and the start of the dream – thepsychicclam
Derek/Stiles
105,192 words
A twig snaps, and then Stiles hears breathing and the rustle of leaves. He strains to get a better glimpse into the darkness, but it’s pointless. There’s nothing but a black void.
It's Stiles' senior year, and he's trying to concentrate on normal things - like the lacrosse championship, spring break, prom, graduation (and definitely not Derek) - when he starts having nightmares and waking up in the middle of nowhere. Oh yeah, and he's being haunted by a hag. Great.
first time, found family, hurt/comfort, kink: car sex, nightmares, panic attacks, slow burn
Captain’s Log: I am Sly as a Fox – isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Derek/Stiles
42,594 words
Derek wandered into the store with him, some of the cashiers cooing at Stiles because, yes, yes, he was very cute, thank you. He was getting more attention as a fox than he’d ever gotten as a human.
Figures.
He just pouted while being carried through the store, one of the girls helping Derek with what he needed and bringing it all to the cash register for him since he seemed reluctant to loosen his grip on Stiles. He probably didn’t want him wiggling free and wreaking havoc across the store.
He was pretty destructive, he’d admit that.
curses, friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, mutual pining
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
Don’t Speak – fatale
Derek/Stiles
68,916 words
The Alpha pack has systematically attacked Stiles and his friends for months, testing their strengths and weaknesses. When one of the Alphas goes after Stiles, he awakens in the hospital and realizes that something's wrong. Very wrong. All sounds seem to hurt him, he can't understand what anyone is saying, and when he tries to speak, it's gibberish. How is he supposed to deal with the fact that he's lost the ability to communicate with his dad and his friends?
Without his ability to talk, his sarcasm, and his wit, what does Stiles even have left? Enter Derek, the only one who seems to make it better.
hurt/comfort, mute character, slow burn
Fixer Upper – Arsenic
Derek/Stiles
39,169 words
After the events of 5a, Stiles is estranged from Scott--and by association, the pack. Derek is off finding himself, or, at least, Germany and some other places. There's a lot of texting and postcards and then Derek comes back to find Stiles missing. Worse, nobody seems to remember Stiles existing.
hurt/comfort, kidnapping, tw: rape/noncon, tw: torture
How To Tame Your Human – Moku
Derek/Stiles
119,609 words
“Maybe I should collect leaves and dump them in the closet?” Derek asked his sister after the first restless and mostly sleepless night with Stilinski. The werewolf had never shared his room with anyone before, not even his siblings and he was uneasy knowing someone else was there now. Especially when it was some weird brat, who behaved like an animal and whose presence he could neither hear nor smell.
One time during the night he had woken up to the sound of the closet door opening and only a few seconds later the brunette hovered over him at the end of the bed. Admittedly, Derek was proud that he had shown enough restraint to avoid instinctively attacking the boy during his silent freak out. Luckily the werewolf was strong and there was nothing a puny human—no matter how feral—could do to him.
“I think he'd like leaves,” Derek tried to reason. Cora paused her game, skeptically looking him up and down, probably trying to figure out if he was serious. “You know, for his nest?”
“Derek, he is not a real animal.”
hurt/comfort
I Ran (So Far) – thepsychicclam
Derek/Stiles
33,794 words
“But, you don’t run,” Derek pointed out, confused.
“People can get new hobbies,” Stiles snapped. “Geez, if I’d known it was going to be this big of a deal, I’d have called you first. Want me to give you my workout schedule? That way you can coordinate your nose accordingly?”
In which Stiles' summer starts off so badly he starts running, gets pelted by paint balls, and decides he is, in fact, going crazy if he willingly wants to hang out with Derek Hale.
first time, hurt/comfort, kink: comeplay, PTSD, slow burn, texting
I’m Still Up and Driving – KouriArashi
Derek/Stiles
58,155 words
Jackson decides to teach Stiles a lesson for the interest he shows in Lydia. Stiles doesn't say anything until four months later.
hurt/comfort, slow burn, tw: rape/noncon
If the ley lines you should follow – InTheArmsofaThief
Derek/Stiles
52,107 words
And Derek just stood there, staring at Stiles like he was a ghost.
“Dude, I know it’s been a while but you don’t have to look at me like you’re that surprised I’m hung over in the woods. It’s practically a tradition at this point.”
“Stiles?” Derek whispered, the name falling from his lips like a punch to the gut. Stiles watched, confused, as Derek took a deep breath in and took a shaky step forward then back again. “You’re not- you can’t be. Who are you?”
hurt/comfort, parallel universes, series
In Case The Daylight Never Comes – plume_bob
Derek/Stiles
82,279 words
There's a relentless dark shape tearing through the pack and that's only the half of it. Stiles just wants to sleep and stop being haunted by the faces of his night-time tormentors. His dad thinks he's suffering from post-traumatic stress, Scott thinks he's suffering the after-effects of the ritual; Stiles thinks they're both reasonable theories, except for the part where Derek Hale is the only thing that can take his nightmares away and it seems that fact is no coincidence.
hurt/comfort
It’s Happening – isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Derek/Stiles
61,370 words
Derek stopped listening to him, brain going a mile a minute.
Derek, it’s fucking happening!
Derek, please!
He would recognize that fucking voice anywhere.
Two years. Two fucking years had passed, and now this little shit was standing in front of him, speaking his name, and grinning like an idiot.
“It’s you,” Derek said, earning him a confused look from Stiles. “The phone call. Two years ago. It was you.”
au: college, enemies to friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, mystery, only one bed, PTSD, roommates, slow burn, time travel
Just Act Normal – zosofi
Derek/Stiles
78,677 words
If someone had told Stiles back in high school that he would be an Oscar winning actor by the time he turned 25, he would’ve probably told Scott to punch them. The thing is, though…they would’ve been right.
Which makes returning to Beacon Hills, center of all that is supernatural and better left avoided, all the more awkward.
au: actors, future fic, hometown reunion, hurt/comfort, PTSD
Keep It Together – ravingrevolution
Derek/Stiles
23,129 words
“What if I guess what you are?” Derek asked.
Stiles sighed. “Why do you even think there’s something to guess?”
Derek cocked an eyebrow at him. “You’re taking a cold bath and showing no signs of being chilled. A normal human would be shivering by now and your body temperature hasn’t dropped at all.”
Which, okay, fair point.
hurt/comfort
Nothing Less – bigboobedcanuck
Derek/Stiles
11,422 words + sequel
Derek even does up Stiles’s seatbelt, which Stiles thinks he should comment on, because it’s not like he got hit with kanima juice or something. He’s fine. But then Derek’s already sliding behind the wheel, and Stiles keeps losing little pockets of time.
character death, first time, hurt/comfort, series, tw: rape/noncon
Pale Horses – Dark_K
Derek/Stiles
56,071 words
Being bitten had never been on his to-do list, but he could deal with that. Helping Derek Hale become a competent Alpha, though, that was so not in his job description.
hurt/comfort, mates
Riding the Lightning – Vendelin
Derek/Stiles
23,704 words
Stiles finds himself on the doorstep to his home in Beacon Hills, not remembering how he got here or why he’s barefoot. As it turns out, he was abducted a couple of weeks earlier from a college party and bears the same marks on his body as victims of a serial killer his dad just can’t seem to get a hold of. So there he is, with no memories of what happened, the last couple of weeks like a blank line in his mind and knowing all too well that he’s the best shot they have at catching this guy. As a key witness and in acute, assumed danger, he finds himself under surveillance 24/7 and more often than not, his dad’s best Deputy: Derek Hale, is sitting at his kitchen table.
au: cop/detectives, au: no powers, hurt/comfort
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
The Sum of our Parts – Vaneh
Derek/Stiles
5,652 words
He feels a lot like Alice, tumbling down the rabbit hole.
hurt/comfort, tw: rape/noncon
Three Marks – sanam
Derek/Stiles
113,736 words
"And then there was pain again, but this time it was in only three places—his arm, below his clavicle, and next to his heart, all on the left side. It felt like the skin was being sliced apart, ripped open, flayed off—
And suddenly it was done.
Derek looked across the room and saw the boy on the floor, looking about as bad as Derek felt."
Derek and Stiles learn that bonding is probably best done with ridiculous amounts of video games and maybe a little bit of time.
au: no powers, au: soulmates/soulmarks, first time, getting together, hurt/comfort, slow burn
Tiny Houses – ohmyjetsabel
Derek/Stiles
77,138 words
"So this is what Stiles does. He lies in Scott’s bed and waits for Melissa to say she’s found someone to get it out of him, to cure him of the wrongness and the bad, and he dreams.
God, he dreams.
He dreams of fire and swollen bellies and that scene in Alien, of giving birth to jackals through his urethra, the whole horrific nine yards. His head is a terrible place to be, he can’t imagine his stomach is much better, why anyone would want to put a thing inside of it."
depression/mental illness, hurt/comfort, kidfic, kink: mpreg, slow burn, tw: rape/noncon, tw: suicidal thoughts/reference
We’ve Written Volumes (in Blood and Scars and Ink) – notthequiettype
Derek/Stiles
25,935 words
Stiles is on his back on hard-packed dirt. He's cold and there are leaves stuck to his neck and there's a four-inch gash in his side that he thinks he can feel his ribs through. There's so much blood around him he feels like he's floating on a pond and everything is so much dimmer above him than it was a minute ago, which is saying something because he's in the dark center of the forest in the middle of the night. And the worst of it is that he's alone, totally alone with the smell of his own blood drowning him and the soft side of him run through by a tree.
As his eyes slip shut, the last thing he thinks is, "This is going to kill my dad."
hurt/comfort, injury recovery, 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
When the Universe Comes Knocking (It’s Polite to Open the Door) – isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Derek/Stiles
135,402 words
It was like a door he’d nailed shut in his brain suddenly exploded open, all of his past confusion and anger and hurt and adoration flooding out at once. Stiles? Was it actually Stiles?!
Stiles, the guy he’d had a crush on for fucking years growing up. The guy who’d been an absolute dick to him their whole last year of high school.
The guy who’d told him he loved him in a dirty men’s bathroom on prom night while drunk and upset because he thought Kira was Derek’s girlfriend.
That Stiles? But it couldn’t be!
anxiety, au: corporate/business, au: soulmates/soulmarks, coworkers, hurt/comfort, misunderstandings, mutual pining, panic attacks
A Wolf and His Boy – lovesrain44
Derek/Stiles
59,000 words
While running in the woods, Stiles is attacked by a feral werewolf. This leaves him marked but unclaimed, which makes it open season on Stiles, which means that any wolf can claim him and take him away. Derek presents a solution, but Stiles says the price is too high. After all, it’s only his safety that is at risk, so he can say no. Right? Wrong.
hurt/comfort, tw: rape/noncon
And every demon wants – MemeKon
Derek/Stiles
4,311 words
(... his pound of flesh.)
The first bruise is from a playful shove delivered by Scott. It rests just underneath his last left rib, yellowing with time. The flesh there feels tender to his touch, even though it doesn't outright hurt.
When he takes his shirt off for lacrosse practice the first time after that he is self-conscious. What if somebody notices? What if they bring it up? What if they tell his dad?
hurt/comfort
And You Say You’re Alone – taelynhawker
Derek/Stiles
30,314 words
Between the kanima, the Argents, and Peter's untimely return from the dead, everything has fallen apart. Stiles and Derek try to put their lives back together once the crisis has passed. Stiles deals with the aftermath of being tortured, and the distance growing between him and Scott. Derek attempts to become a stronger alpha and keep his pack safe, and that includes Stiles.
found family, hurt/comfort, injury recovery, panic attacks, PTSD
Even the stars they burn – rufflefeather
Derek/Stiles
5,770 words
Derek finds out quite by accident what makes Stiles shut up. If he reveals along the way that he didn't always carry this darkness around, then that's entirely Stiles' fault.
hurt/comfort
Five Times Stiles Woke Up In Derek’s Bed Unexpectedly, And the One Time It Was On Purpose – isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Derek/Stiles
20,933 words
Rule one of kidnapping Stiles Stilinski: he is required to be entertained.
Not that he got kidnapped a lot!
Or... not like, all the time, at any rate. His being kidnapped seemed to have increased lately, but he attributed that to being distracted more often than usual because of school. Sure, he’d had high school to contend with back in the day, but high school was less demanding than university. He always watched movies where people were out partying it up or solving crime or having huge campus-wide mass murders or whatever and all Stiles wanted to know was where they found the time.
To be fair, most of them didn’t have the Supernatural breathing down their neck, or a pack constantly coming to them for advice. Like he was the poster child of good decisions, who was dumb enough to believe that? His best friend was a Werewolf because of all his so-called ‘good decisions.’
5+1, canon divergence, hurt/comfort, idiots in love, kidnapping, mutual pining
Gag Order – Anonymous
Derek/Stiles
3,515 words
Derek and Stiles try to introduce a gag into their sex life. Stiles gets triggered.
hurt/comfort, kink: BDSM, panic attacks, tw: child abuse
If You’re Going Through Hell (Keep Going) – orphan_account
Derek/Stiles
48,554 words
Stiles thought everything leading up to Allison’s death was hell, but he was wrong. Spending senior year dealing with the pack’s dismissal of him while secretly training to be Deaton’s replacement was hell. Feeling guilty and hating himself for what the Nogitsune did was hell. Being in love with someone who would never love him back was hell. Well, if you’re going through hell, keep going.
found family, hurt/comfort, mutual pining, PTSD, slow burn
It Was a Wednesday – isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Derek/Stiles
80,129 words
“What happened? Where are you? What’s that sound?”
Derek jumped, having momentarily forgotten Scott was on the phone with him because Stiles had started moving. He’d stalked over to the other side of the cave, still eying Derek warily and growling, then settled protectively over a mass of clothes, leaves and animal innards. It was probably where he was sleeping.
Lovely. No wonder he smelled like death.
“Stiles,” Derek said, answering Scott’s question. Or, one of them, at least.
“Stiles? What do you—Stiles is making that noise?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“How fast do you think you can make it to the south lot of the Preserve?”
anxiety, feral character, hurt/comfort, injury recovery, kidnapping, PTSD, tw: drinking, tw: emotional/psychological abuse, tw: lack of rights/slavery, tw: torture
Mated – otter
Derek/Stiles
37,712 words
Stiles already had a history with skin magazines for werewolves. It wasn't like he was new at this, even if his modeling portfolio was completely pathetic. He was cool and collected. He was a jaded professional. He was not at all prepared for working with Derek Hale.
au: pornstars, hurt/comfort, panic attacks, slow burn
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
Option C) Some Bad Guys are Werewolves, but Not All Werewolves are Bad Guys – calrissian18
Derek/Stiles
9,039 words
Derek Hale—the Incredible Meat that Thinks—needs a math tutor. Stiles Stilinski needs something that will look better on his college applications than 'passable D&D Dungeon Master.'
It's a match made in heaven. Er, right?
au: high school, hurt/comfort
The Right Number – kyaticlikestea
Derek/Stiles
30,379 words
When Stiles Stilinski's phone gets switched at the gym, he really just wants it back. The last thing he's expecting is to fall hopelessly in lust with the guy who's got his phone.
So, of course, that's exactly what happens.
au: college, au: no powers, hurt/comfort, misunderstandings, mutual pining, slow burn, texting
Thirty Messages – Julibean19
Derek/Stiles
16,368 words
“Look. I think my friend is obsessed with you… or your cell phone at the very least. And if your stupid fucking voice saying the same two words is all he’s ever gonna have of you, then you have to let him go. You don’t let him get attached and you don’t drag it out. If you hurt him, or lead him on, even just a little bit, I swear to God I will kill you. So call him back, and end it.”
In which Derek leaves town with Cora, and Stiles thinks he might be going insane... because no one would leave this many rambling voicemails for someone they weren't even dating... right?
epistolary, hurt/comfort, mates, mutual pining, tw: drinking
this world is cracked & crazy – Sa_kun
Derek/Stiles
42,720 words
Stiles runs away from his old pack on a Monday. He meets his dad for the first time on a Sunday, and he falls in love on a Thursday.
hurt/comfort, intersex character, panic attacks, slow burn, tw: rape/noncon
Waiting – isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Derek/Stiles
81,018 words
Not wanting to think on it too much, Stiles took a step forward and passed his hand between the bars, moving the bleeding side closer to Derek’s mouth.
“Not too close, he bites.”
Stiles snatched his hand away just as Derek had been about to lick at it. The snarl he got in response was not comforting.
“He what?” Stiles asked nervously, turning to Deaton.
The man looked a little amused. “Don’t worry, only if he doesn’t like you.”
“Well, he probably hates me, now!” Stiles insisted, turning back to Derek.
He looked extremely displeased.
au: soulmates/soulmarks, blood magic, feral character, hurt/comfort, jealousy