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So freaking cool and amazing and stupendous and all those synonyms. This is just crazy cool. I am in awe and speechless. The time and effort put into this is inspiring and the way it came out is simply the greatest thing ever. I would buy this. Everyone who worked on this is amazing. I loved learning about some of my favorite authors and artist and loved learning about some new authors. Thank yall for this. Truly amazing work, I can’t tell you enough. It doesn’t matter if you’re not in the fandom, check it out!
our love is as boundless as the sea itself
fic by @evanesdust and @sterekbros, featuring art by multiE for the Sterek Everlasting Summer 2024 Edition
You can read the magazine online here
Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Additional tags: Alternate Universe - Human, Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Chef Stiles Stilinski, Marine biologist Derek Hale, Getting to Know Each Other, Falling In Love, Derek Hale Loves Stiles Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski Loves Derek Hale, Top Derek Hale/Bottom Stiles Stilinski, Meet-Cute, Ocean, Beaches, Beach Sex, Walks On The Beach, Anal Sex, Barebacking, Blow Jobs, Happy Ending, No Angst, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies
Summary:
Derek tried not to stare, but Stiles was even more attractive up close—with lips that he absolutely shouldn’t want to kiss, considering they were strangers. He had to mentally shake the thoughts away because this wasn’t like him. He cleared his throat and nodded toward the trucks. “So, do you have experience with turtle rescue? We’re always looking for more volunteers.” “Yeah, yeah. I used to help sometimes with my mom here when I was a kid, but I’ve been volunteering in New York for the past seven years.” Stiles rested his hands on his hips and glanced around the beach before his eyes returned to Derek. “I’ve read one of your pamphlets though.” Stiles’ eyes trailed down and then up Derek’s body. “How many do you think are out here?” Was he…? Derek paused, his thoughts momentarily scattered by Stiles’ blatant once-over. Usually, he didn’t care for attention like that, but Stiles’ gaze was oddly flattering. It was different somehow. Refreshing. “We’re estimating hundreds,” he finally responded. “But we won’t have a clear idea until we’ve scoured the entire area. It’s going to be a long day. Think you’re up for it?” Derek hoped he was. ...or the one where a chance encounter led to more.
Interlude: August
' Derek shrugged, “Never know when you might turn on me.”
Stiles’ protests were muffled by a gentle peck on the lips. He chased after the touch, lashes fluttering, as Derek backed away again. The wolf grinned at him. Stiles grumbled.
And it was okay. And Derek was still looking at him as if he were a treasure. The wolf’s lip quirked up and he made a sudden movement. Laughter bubbled out of Stiles’ throat as his boyfriend - Boyfriend!! Fifteen-year-old Lydia would jump for joy! - yanked him off of the soft grass. He wrapped one arm around the spark’s back and the other over his legs, making him sit sideways in his lap. Stiles yelled some sort of protest through his laughter, squeezing his eyes shut as the wolf shoved his face into the curve of his neck, right where it met his shoulder.
“Oh, get a room!” '
— Twice and For All chapter 39, 'Interlude: August'
read more here! :)
merry christlalersms (eve?????)
Prince Among Wolves by Rawren (Deshonanana)
Explicit | 101k | 20/20 | Complete
Looking for full day/evening sitter. 2 twin boys age 4. Must have exp. w/werewolves. Must be human. No pedophiles. No teenage girls. Pay negotiable.
I’m just. The thing is. I’m a fucking genius. And I see all. And I know all. And i wrote this outfit out down to the HAIRSTYLE at least a year ago
wip (not) wednesday
in honour of hitting 100k words (WHAT THE FUCK) of this fic I am gonna drop a wee little snippet I suppoossseeeeeeAAAAAAAAAGAGHG
This is from the beginning (ish) of the 6th and final chapter of Third Time's The Charm season 1: 'Promises, Fools'. i only have a handful of scenes left in this chapter and then I'm DONE!!! (she says as if it's not already like 20k words long (FREE MEEEE))
“I need you,” were the first words he whispered into the soft rustling of sheets as Derek began to stir behind him. A real answer to the question he’d asked earlier. Derek probably didn’t hear. Or maybe he was too close to asleep to answer properly. Or to understand. Or maybe he just didn’t want to. He could almost hear the bullshit answer Derek would give him back if he gave one at all. ‘I’m right here,’ he’d say. ‘You already have me.’ “I don’t wanna be Him,” were the next words he said, an eternity of silence later. Derek’s hand stopped where it had been tracing back and forth right beside the concave scar tissue left over from that night at the mall. It was the only one of his scars that made him nauseous to touch. It had hurt, when the grimoire was out of his skin. It ached and burned if he strained too much. It itched. But then he’d touch it and that phantom sensation of touching his own internal organs made his stomach lurch. That and couldn’t sleep on his front or back anymore. “Who?” “Him,” Stiles answered, “Me. The Other Me.” After a moment, Derek answered into his skin, “I know.” Stiles took in a shaky breath, “I don’t want to. I don’t… I…” His brows met in the middle. Derek’s fingertips started to move again, more conscious in their comfort. “I don’t understand you.” He could feel the way Derek’s brows moved, just as his did, against the back of his neck, “What do you mean?” “I burned your house down,” Stiles answered mildly. Derek’s breath caught against him, “You didn’t–” “I did,” Stiles said, “I burned it down with you and Peter inside. And you carried me to the hospital.” He turned around, unflinching with the unwanted power of his spark muting any pain from his scars once again, to stare straight into Derek’s eyes. Into the horribly familiar way his jaw tightened and his green eyes sharpened. He waited for Derek to adjust his arms around his waist before he went on, “And when I left to try and go back in time, you even went to Scott to help find me.” He blinked slowly at the just as slow downturn of Derek’s brows, “I don’t understand how you could react like that.” Those green eyes darted down for just a fraction of a second before they rose again, “It’s complicated.” “Well,” Stiles said, “I didn’t think it would be simple.” Derek’s left eye twitched, and he licked his lips, “It’s not–” He huffed a little, shifting where he lay, “It felt like it was my fault you lost control like that.” Stiles said nothing. “The Other Stiles didn’t…” Derek’s eyes shifted away slightly, “He didn’t have to say much to convince me to keep you busy at the formal. I…” He frowned, “I guess I felt like I was…” Stiles got sick of waiting for him to finish that sentence awfully fast, “You know He’s not gonna be better than what we saw of Him just because you love me, right?” Derek met his gaze, steadfast, “You know he’s not another you, right?” Stiles’ stomach turned. “I said last night you don’t have a choice,” Derek nodded, “and I meant it. I love you, Stiles. And that means I love you even when you think you’re at your worst.” “You shouldn’t,” Stiles spat with narrowed eyes, “My worst is deadly, Derek. My worst is getting possessed and stringing together elaborate plots to kill and terrorise as many as possible. It’s wrecking my car. It’s shattering mirrors and vomiting and snapping necks and burning down houses.” The words flowed out of him like molten lava, “Blind faith is the killer of devotion, you remember that?”
Oh boy, oh boy. what a joyful conversation. yikes!! anyway. i am having a whale of a time writing this (how in the world is that actually a saying. are whales well known for their recreational fun???) and cannot wait for the like two people that r gonna read it wowowww
ofc no-pressure tag to the og gangster @patolemus (and anyone else who so wishes to share. please do!! love love love)
read the prequel (or the original fic i guess?), Twice And For All, here <3
finishing the first section of a massive multi-chapter fic always borders on a religious experience.
First Line Game
omgg thank u @patolemus my fav ever for tagging me in this OHH this looks so fun okay. Idk if it's meant to be only published works but I've only published 2. so. we r gonna do wips too. WOO! These r all sterek except for one (and a half (or three quarters? (four fifths??))) and that's... interesting.
Twice And For All (260k)
Stiles Stilinski was no stranger to the supernatural.
2. Baby, It's Cold Outside (4k)
Stiles hated Christmas.
3. Contingency Plans (27k (so far))
The end begins in the summer of '06.
4. Third Time's The Charm (106k (so far))
Scott is gone.
5. [Stiles Stilinski's Guide to:] Nepotism (9k (so far))
A sizeable chunk of Stiles Stilinski’s faith in Scott McCall died the day he met their new manager.
6. [Your Bark's Far Worse Than Your] Bite (12k (so far))
It's hard to justify life.
7. [Bill's Bond (B)Adventure] (3k (so far))
The Mystery Shack has exactly two-hundred-and-thirty-six security measures in the sitting room alone.
8. Septín (2k (so far))
“You call me as soon as you land, okay?”
9. Wrench in the Works (700 (so far) (aww baby))
The screen was black.
10. Mortality (4k (so far) (how are these so little))
Derek Hale’s life in Beacon Hills was far from his first.
really all this has taught me is I am incapable of focusing on one thing at once. and that I need to write more for Mortality cause in my brain I've finished that and it's like 9 chapters long??? ugh I love that fic. and septín being only 2k is mind-boggling cause it's another one of those I've Planned Every Second Of Your Life From Now Until The End Of Time universes. that and I LOVE that fic. idk how I haven't written more of it. anyway!! it seems like all the most interesting fics I've written are deeply incomplete. and the single gravity falls billford fic really is messing with me HELLO!!!
is there a trend to these? there deffo is for the TAFA-verse (never calling it that again) but idk about the rest of them. there's not much in common between a billford james bond spoof and a sterek reincarnation au. shocking, I know.
thank u so much again @patolemus for tagging me!!! this was VERY fun heeHEEE i still have no one else to tag. whoopdiedo!
Yo Soy Betty La Fea ~ Sterek
Stiles estaba entrando en la “cueva” como Derek le decía al pequeño cuarto/bodega que tenía en su oficina.
Era un día muy importante, ya que Derek tenía que entregar unos planes de su proyecto para la empresa Hale's s Company para que de esa forma Ennis no pudiera tener el puesto como jefe.
Stiles quería sorprender a su jefe Derek, así que llevo el plan de negocios, que le habían pedido a Kate hacer, luego de que ella robará su informe que hizo la noche anterior y llevarse el crédito.
Esta vez estaba preparado y él mismo se lo entregaría. Derek entró detrás de él, de forma desesperada, porque Kate no le había dado nada y la junta empezaría en diez minutos.
—Señor —le llamó.
—¿Qué es lo que me tenías que decir, Bilinski? —el miedo, mejor dicho, el orgullo lo tenían mal.
—Aquí tengo este plan de negocios que hice ayer.
Enseguida Derek tomó la carpeta que Stiles le ofrecía y leía todo atentamente. No podía creer que Stiles en una noche hiciera todo eso, por él.
—Por eso llegué tarde —se acomodó las gafas—. Me quedé hasta las cuatro de la mañana preparando su plan de negocios.
—Esto, esto —Derek no lo podía creer—. ¡Esto es sorprendente, Bilinski!
—Stilinski.
—¿Creé que podría entrar conmigo y explicar a la junta todo esto?
Stiles entusiasmado le dijo que sí y juntos entraron para él explicarle a todos cada uno de los puntos que aquellas hojas tenían.
Luego de que todos aceptarán, Ennis a regañadientes. No hubo más problemas.
Derek y Stiles volvieron a la oficina de Derek junto a Jordan. Ambos elogiaron a Stiles por tan excelente trabajo, en especial Derek.
Volviendo a su oficina y dejando a ambos dos “solos” no pudo evitar tocar en su mejilla, justo donde Derek lo había hecho.
—Ay, tan divino, ¡Tan divino!
En tus pensamientos
Stiles y Derek tenían que investigar sobre una nueva criatura sobrenatural que estaba atacando a Beacon Hills.
La tensión en la habitación de Stiles era muy evidente y si cualquier otro miembro de la manada estuviera allí no dudaría en saltar por la ventana.
Derek nada más veía a Stiles buscando la información en su computadora, sin prestarle atención a él. No le había dicho absolutamente nada en todo el tiempo que llevaban juntos y eso lo tenía desesperado.
Sin aguantarlo más lo tomo de los hombros y lo estampó contra la puerta de la habitación.
—Deja de ignorarme, Stiles —gruñó su nombre.
—No te estoy ignorando —rodó los ojos—. Solo me concentro en buscar la información, eso es todo.
Al decir eso la sangre de Derek se le hirvio, no podía aceptar como después de aquel momento Stiles actuará como si nada.
—Como es posible que no te acuerdes de eso y que no te afecte —sus ojos brillaron—. ¿Por qué no te puedo olvidar?
Stiles no escondió su sonrisa. —Porque soy lo mejor que ha llegado a tu vida.
—Nada más fué un beso.
—¿Y por qué miras tanto mis labios? —de maldad pasó su lengua por ellos.
—No me retes, Stiles —no dejo de verlo a los labios y más cuando vio lo que hacia con su lengua.
—No te tengo miedo, Hale.
El lobo de Derek lo vió como un reto y gracias a la excitación que ambas partes sentía no se pudo controlar y golpeó sus labios con los de Stiles.
Era un beso rudo y sucio, la saliva salía de sus bocas. Todo acompañado de los gruñidos de Derek, junto al gemido que lanzo Stiles cuando la lengua de Derek profundizó en su boca.
Cuando les hizo falta el aire se separaron y un hilo de saliva los unía. Derek con cara de estar más caliente y un problema en sus pantalones, y Stiles con los ojos cerrados, pero una gran sonrisa le adornaba.
—Puedes ser todo lo rudo que quieras, pero de tus pensamientos no me vas a sacar.
Diciendo eso para volver a besar a Derek, apretando el bulto en el pantalón y sacarle un gemido.
Just read this. It was amazing!! Loved it so much!! ❤️❤️
Hot to Touch, Holding You | Derek/Stiles | 8k
author : @fairydustedtheory ~ buy me a Ko-Fi
Written for @averysterekwinter Day 6 : Body Heat
Summary : The pack bonding weekend Stiles had hoped for has gone terribly wrong: everybody cancelled on him.
Now he’s here alone with Derek of all people. Stuck in a fucking snow storm, with little else to do but… keep warm.
This is perfect ❤️👌
texting buddies
for @novkat21 thanks for making sure i don’t turn back to my previous life of seclusion
Words: ~2600 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Fluff and Humor, First Meetings, Texting Summary:
Stiles: Hey, is this Melanie? It’s Stiles
Unknown: No, this is Jake from state farm
Stiles: What are you wearing, Jake from state farm
Unknown: Um…khakis…
Stiles: Well, you sound hideous Stiles: So, my girlfriend cheated on me… Just wondering, am I covered?
Jake from state farm: You’re covered! We’ll replace your girlfriend with a newer model!
Stiles: Sweet! But do my rates go up?
Jake from state farm: The only thing going up is your future
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“I don’t know you, girls, but this guy is trouble he is so causing our baby a heartbreak, I mean, the guy can’t even talk.”
Blinking, Derek growled low. Which apparently proved Wig’s point, because she made a flourished gesture in his direction and pursed her red-glossed lips.
“What the hell are you talking about? What baby doe?” He asked, because really there was only so much nonsense Derek could put up with before snapping.
There was a collective sound of snorts and derisive groans around his living room.
“Stiles, you slow thing! Cutie beanpole, baby doe eyes and most perfect cupid’s bow?” Said purple boa, hitting Derek in the back of the head with her accessory. Derek looked at her incredulously, earning nothing back bot a perfectly designed eyebrow up. “Rings any bells?”
Under his breath, Derek muttered that it rang all the damn bells. It was obvious; he should had seen this one coming. Who else in the damned pack knew a bunch of drag queens that were bold and entitled enough to invade his apartment and talk to him like that? He shouldn’t even be surprised and, to be honest, he wasn’t.
Talk about awkward talks by alis
Midnight Wolf vs Abominable Snowman! | KuriKuri | 20k | Teen
Derek almost makes the mistake of saying, It’s not fanart, but he manages to catch himself. This stranger, who’s already identified himself as at least a casual fan of Midnight Wolf, doesn’t need to know that he actually is the artist and author, not just another fan.
(Also, friendly reminder to those who read it when I first posed it, there’s a second chapter now, which is a sequel.)
Sterek Little Mermaid AU: Stiles’ home has always been the sea, but for years he’s longed to be on the surface with the humans he loves to observe, to be a part of them just as they’ve always been a part of him. Still, he has never dared to step outside the water, much less find a way to be just like them. That is, of course, until he meets the human that grabs his heart at first sight and naively makes a deal with the Darach hiding in the forbidden caverns, trading his joyful, captivating personality for a pair of legs. (For @pale-silver-comb ♡)
A Crooked Way to Fly (15k)
“We can’t just leave him here to die.”
“He’s an emissary, Scott.” Derek tried to make his tone empathetic, but Scott’s tendency to fight back on everything always grated on his nerves. “His pack is gone, he won’t survive more than a day or two either way.”
“Then we should stay with him.”
Derek sighed as he studied the man for a moment; he was too pale against the fur rim of his hood, almost grey from lying out in the snow, and his cloak was stained with dark dried blood around a protruding arrow shaft. It was unlikely he would even last the night. They would probably be able to carry on in the morning with little time lost, if any.
It wasn’t a horrible idea, Derek decided reluctantly. They hadn’t been able to set up a real camp for a few weeks in the open foothills, and they were all on edge from sleeping in exposed areas. A defensible place to sleep would be good for them, even if they were surrounded by death. They would be able to give the pack proper burials, at the very least.
“Fine. One night,” Derek relented, already moving away to check on Isaac. “He’s your responsibility.”
This is honestly one of my most favourite fics. Ever!
Illustration to the Worlds Apart by Sinny. I have to say that she put a LOT of work into this fick so go read it! :)
My King’s Protector
Stiles is a young mage who moved to Beacon Hills to learn how to use his powers, but the day he stepped onto the palace grounds was the day he stepped into his destiny.
For @bilesandthesourwolf - Happy birthday!
One – The Beginning of a Legend
The dry husks of leaves crackled beneath their feet, the rich smell of sweet petrichor filling their lungs as they walked along the muddy train and further into the woods. The trees towered over them, wavering beams of light shining through the canopy. The leaves were beginning to change, a few trees turning golden or auburn as the autumn chill hung in the air.
Crystal-like droplets of dew gathered on the wavering blades of grass and delicate flowers grew along the edge of the path, filling the undergrowth with bursts of colour: white, purple, orange, yellow, and blue.
He ducked under the low hanging branches, brushing aside the spindly limbs that reached out for him.
He followed the path that was worn through the undergrowth, smiling as he passed traders, merchants, and messengers who passed him.
He made his way across the grassy knolls, his feet slowing as he approached the gates of the kingdom. The surrounding walls were made of sandstone, the beige walls towering over him as he made his way over to the guards at the gates.
He dug into his pockets, pulling out the crumpled pieces of parchment and handing them to the guard. As he stepped into the archway, he caught a glimpse of the city beyond the walls. The tall buildings were made of sandstone and marble, the pale bricks juxtaposed by the dark grey slate of the roofing tiles.
The streets of the lower town were lined with tall buildings—houses and storefronts. The rest of the kingdom was tiered, up to the castle that stood proud above it all.
“First time in Beacon Hills?” the guard remarked.
“Yeah,” Stiles muttered, tearing his eyes away from the city. “How did you know?”
“The look on your face,” the guard replied. “Awe struck. My guess is you’re from the country?”
“Farmlands up north,” Stiles admitted. “We have wooden houses with straw roofs, picket fences and fields of crops—nothing like this.”
The guard smiled fondly at the young man, reading over the papers once more before handing them back to Stiles.
“John is in the upper city,” the guard said. “Just follow the roads up to the castle.”
“Thank you,” Stiles said, taking the papers back from the guard and stashing them in his pocket.
“Welcome to Beacon Hills.” The guard offered him a friendly smile. “Just stay out of trouble.”
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Under Our Roof
Teen And Up Audiences, WIP, Sterek
When Erica and Boyd made him one of their newborn daughter's godfathers, Stiles was so excited. He could spoil her, buy her gifts, and when she started crying, he could easily return her to her parents. It was the perfect balance. Little did he know his life would soon change - balancing a kid and a restaurant ownership would be challenging on its own, but he also has to make all of it work alongside the most infuriating person in the world - Derek Hale.
Life as we know it (2010) AU
New chapter’s up!
Under Our Roof - Chapter 5
Sterek | Teen And Up Audiences | WIP
When Erica and Boyd made him one of their newborn daughter's godfathers, Stiles was so excited. He could spoil her, buy her gifts, and when she started crying, he could easily return her to her parents. It was the perfect balance. Little did he know his life would soon change - balancing a kid and a restaurant ownership would be challenging on its own, but he also has to make all of it work alongside the most infuriating person in the world - Derek Hale.
Life as we know it (2010) AU
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