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
Important Things – suzvoy
Derek/Stiles
71,466 words
Stiles learns that even with werewolves, giant lizards and psychopathic hunters on the loose, life can still find other ways to screw with you. Case in point: everyone keeps assuming he and Derek are a couple. What the hell?
canon divergence, didn't know they were dating, domesticity, enemies to friends to lovers, first time, found family, humor, mutual pining
Suspect Spells from the Internet, or: How Stiles Found His Soul Mate – seraphina_snape
Derek/Stiles
24,028 words
"Yo," Scott said, eyes wide. "Was that Derek in your room?"
Stiles groaned and smacked his forehead, mostly because Scott was too far away to smack and he didn't really need a broken hand from punching the wall on top of everything.
"Wait," Scott said, his face impossibly close to the webcam. "Is Derek your soul mate?!"
au: soulmates/soulmarks, canon divergence, first time, fluff, found family, friends to lovers, getting together, kidnapping
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
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
hooked on (dangling by a yarn) – extantecstasy
Derek/Stiles
19,132 words
One hundred days, ten scarves, one Christmas, and Stiles' dormant magic has to ruin everything.
au: witches/magic-users, Christmas, found family, knitting
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
Picking Up Strays – peroxidepest17
Gen
12,258 words
Stiles has an idea named Isaac and the Sheriff has to deal with it.
found family
Would You Forgive Me If I Called You Hope, Peter Hale? (Hope, By Any Other Name) – Whispering_Sumire
Peter/Stiles
10,099 words
Stiles has scars. He owns that, he accepts it, he's cataloged and memorized every single one, he's hyper fucking aware of them all.
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"What do you want, Peter?" Having the more untrustworthy of the Pack getting protective weirds him the fuck out, leaves an odd fluttering in his chest, like moths, waiting perilously and suicidally to be burned.
He doesn't like it.
"You're injured," the man says, "and whatever it is, it's put you in enough pain that I nearly fainted when I-"
"- Used your werewolf mojo on me without my permission?" Stiles smirks, and Peter gives him a black look, crossing a leg over his knee and smoothing out some invisible wrinkle on his pants.
"Tell me the truth Stiles, how bad is it?"
[Or: The one where Stiles has scars, is more than a little fucked up, and Peter notices. He helps.]
baking, canon divergence, depression/mental illness, everybody lives, found family, friends to lovers, hurt/comfort, PTSD