A Benediction on the Dead – IndigoNight
Derek/Stiles
58,341 words
Things are different after Stiles dies. Derek's bite brought him back to life, but life doesn't seem to fit him quite right anymore. He is not a werewolf, but he's no longer human either. Filled with rage that isn't his and magic he doesn't understand, Stiles is caught between the cold void of death and the wild life of the werewolves. Part necromancer and part pack, Stiles must regain his footing in the living world, navigate the rocky emotional terrain that is Derek Hale, and prevent an ancient, corrupted spirit from stealing his second chance at life.
slow burn
A Match Unmade in Beacon Hills – KouriArashi
Derek/Stiles
47,831 words
Derek met his soulmate Kate Argent when he was 15, and he's tried for years to understand why his soulmate is so cruel to him. Then he meets Stiles Stilinski, who has no soulmate mark, an extremely rare phenomenon. Stiles thinks that he's destined to be alone forever, but apparently fate has other plans...
au: human, au: soulmates/soulmarks, mutual pining, slow burn, tw: emotional/psychological abuse
A Neutrino Walks Through a Bar – Moku
Derek/Stiles
45,261 words
Stiles had become the most popular matchmaker of Beacon Hills in less than a year.
And he really didn’t know how that had happened.
matchmaking, slow burn
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
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
Delta – Rhiw
Derek/Stiles
93,883 words
Stiles and his father have been the only two werewolves in Beacon Hills since they moved there seven years ago. In fact, Stiles had never even met another wolf that wasn't related to him. Which would be fine except that he was a Delta - a Third, a Breeder, whose only purpose in life was to find a nice big, strong Alpha or Beta to breed them like the bitch he apparently was. But, again, given the lack of werewolves, Stiles pretty much thought he'd never have to deal with any of that.
Then one night his father gets called out to a murder scene in the Preserve and Stiles can't help but go check it out.
au: a/b/o, first kiss, first time, intersex character, kink: breathplay, kink: knotting, slow burn
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
Happy Somewhere Else – twisting_vine_x
Derek/Stiles
16,322 words
When Derek and Cora leave town, Stiles figures out pretty quickly that there’s a stupid Derek-shaped hole inside his chest, right next to that damn darkness around his heart that Deaton had warned them about. Then, Derek invites him to the Atlantic Ocean, where a certain couple of werewolves have made their new home, and Stiles slowly comes to the realization that his definitely-more-than-just-a-crush might not be completely unrequited, after all.
depression/mental illness, first kiss, slow burn
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
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
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
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
Shutterbug – Yiichi
Derek/Stiles
53,413 words
Derek Hale is the photographer for the family-run magazine 'NECKZ 'n THROATS', a periodical aimed solely at the werewolf demographic. When the model for their monthly bails out, the staff are hard-pressed to find someone else to photograph at the last minute.
Stiles Stilinski is a college student, scraping by on odd jobs to pay for his education fees. When his long-time friend Lydia finds him a one-off gig at a photo-shoot, he figures it couldn't hurt.
As contrary as their natures appear to be, Derek finds the most fascinating piece of art at the end of his lens.
au: college, au: models/fashion, misunderstandings, slow burn
The Pull of the Tide – miss_aphelion
Derek/Stiles
27,954 words
Stiles appears alone at the doors of the emergency room the morning after the full moon, covered in blood with a deep slash torn across his left side. He's suffering from hypovolemic shock and barely conscious and he won't tell anyone what happened—not his hospital appointed psychiatrist, not his father. Not even his pack.
The list of suspects is disconcertedly short. There were only seven others in the woods with Stiles that night: Derek, Scott, Boyd, Erica, Isaac, Jackson and Allison. And none of them remember the night in quite the same way.
mystery, slow burn
The Quickest Way to a Man’s Heart (is Through His Bottomless Pit) – isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)
Derek/Stiles
54,170 words
Pulling open his apartment door, he let out an involuntary shout when something was quite literally thrust into his chest hard enough to have him almost tip backwards. He managed to right himself while keeping hold of what had been shoved at him and looked up in time to see his neighbour striding back towards his apartment.
“You’re going to fucking kill yourself.”
His door slammed.
Stiles blinked at the other man’s door, utterly confused, and looked down at what he was holding.
It was a plastic bag, full of what felt like tupperware, which made no sense to Stiles because when had his neighbour broken into his house to steal his tupperware?
au: chef, au: neighbors, idiots in love, mutual pining, slow burn, texting
This Is My Kingdom Come – Salomonderiel
Derek/Stiles
64,875 words
By the time he’d hit his 17th birthday, he’d sorted his life out.
It came down to this:
His name was Stiles Stilinski. He was the son of the Sheriff and his wife, deceased, and his best friend was Scott McCall, an ex-asthmatic werewolf with a nurse mother and an absent father. He was the cleverest in his class, after the strawberry blonde he had a crush on, and he had been diagnosed with ADHD at the age of seven. On full moons, he ran around and cooked for the local pack of werewolves. And he was a demon changeling.
Stiles has managed to avoid Hell and its natives for near 16 years. He's almost managed to fool himself he's human. And best friend who smells of wet dog or not, he thinks he'd got a pretty good deal with this second chance at a life, and is planning to stick with it. But, unknown to Stiles, the new king of Hell has other ideas...
au: demon, slow burn
This Isn’t Some Greek Tragedy – siriuslymcfly
Derek/Stiles
81,648+ words
Stiles Stilinski is good at a lot of things. He's a good friend, he's a good researcher, and he's actually getting pretty good at not dying. But there are consequences to running with wolves. Stiles still finds himself with adrenaline pumping through his system and his sleep filled with nightmares, even on his off days. Maybe if he just keeps ignoring it, all his problems will go away. But when does that ever work out for him?
canon divergence, fake relationships, friends to lovers, slow burn, wip
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
Vampires, man. Not to be trusted – kellifer_fic
Derek/Stiles
9,670 words
Stiles appreciates Derek worrying about him being overwhelmed but he really could have used a few overenthusiastic werewolves and impatient humans for his homecoming. He’s felt disconnected because of his forced isolation and would have at least liked to have had Scott on his doorstep when he got there.
slow burn
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
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
What I Did On My Summer Vacation – grimm
Derek/Stiles
118,749 words
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.
slow burn
will to follow through – owlpostagain
Derek/Stiles
42,411 words
“It depends entirely on how you look at it, I guess,” Stiles shrugs. “On the one hand, instant healing and the apparently inherited ability to pull off leather at all times. On the other, serious attitude problems and a suspicious disappearance of eyebrows.”
“Even Derek’s?” Danny snorts, “that’s a lot of eyebrow to lose.”
“I know,” Stiles agrees. “You should see, it’s so weird. Every time I want to ask him where they go, except he’d totally eat my face off.”
“There are worse ways to die.”
slow burn
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
With or Without You – KouriArashi
Derek/Stiles
62,556 words
Derek thinks that the mating rituals are overly romanticized bullshit, but claiming a mate and defending them from challengers is something werewolves do, and his pack can't afford to appear weak after the fire. Especially not when Deucalion and his friends are in town for the rituals. Enter Stiles Stilinski, who offers to let Derek claim him so he won't be overrun at the ceremonies. Nothing goes as expected.
courting, fake relationships, mates, mystery, slow burn
Crazy, Stupid, Love – toraten
Derek/Stiles
13,717 words
After Stiles gets possessed and de-possessed, he falls into a depression. It's a time in his life he's not proud of. He's unable to help his friends who seem to have no problem getting on with their lives and battling all evil that threatens Beacon Hills, with a smile on their faces. , He's unable to do all the big things with his life he was expected to do.
He knows there need to be some changes once he gets off of his anti-depressants: the sheriff and Derek think it would do him good to start working out, and since Stiles doesn't really have a good reason not to, he agrees.
In which Derek is a terrible life coach, but at the same time he's exactly what Stiles needs.
anxiety, depression/mental illness, panic attacks, PTSD, slow burn
Home – coffeeinallcaps
Derek/Stiles
18,492 words
Derek has bought a beautiful house. Stiles can't stay away. (In which everyone hangs out at Derek's place all the time and Stiles tries but fails not to fall for a certain socially inept alpha.)
slow burn
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
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
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
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