#Melpomene (Aconitehart)

[nezmar13]

The Moon Gave Me Permission

This is a little STEREK fanart inspired by the "The Moon Gave Me Permission" story by Melpomene (Aconitehart). Honestly, it wasn´t my usual cup of tea, but it was honestly delightfully messed up and I liked it very much.

So go and check it out at the link below and enjoy

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49144447?view_full_work=true

[tin-wufborf]

Tin's Favorite Sterek Fics (Part 20)

Hello lovelies, and welcome back to Tin's Favorite Sterek Fics! It's been a while, and for that, I'm sorry. I've been (and still am) going through a bit of a depressive episode. November's typically a tough month for me for a couple of reasons, but it hit harder than usual this year. Still, I wanted to come back and bring you another installment of Tin's Favorite Sterek Fics, just in case anyone needs a little Sterek to get them by like I have.

Side note: I'm actually thinking of doing a some, like, "feature" posts where I rec a single fic at a time, regardless of whether or not I've already rec'd it through this series, and actually explain what I like about the fics. Give a little endorsement, if you will. As much as I love all of the fics I have recommended throughout this series, I definitely have some go-to staple fics that I re-read with far more frequency than others. I can think of at least 3 off of the top of my head right this second...

Idk. Would any of you be interested in that? I might do it no matter what, just to have something to engage my brain a bit, but I have also been nearly catatonic with brain fog and just a general exhaustion of life, so. We'll see.

Okay, enough of my yappin'!

As ever and always, thank you all so much for all of the love and support you've shown this series. It genuinely warms my heart when I get a notification for this series, and I appreciate you all so much. I hope you've all found some new favorites and/or got to dig back into an old favorite or two along the way. There won't be too many more parts, but I'm going to try to stretch this bitch out to 25 parts because it's a tasty number to my brain.

I hope you're all having a good day, if not a great one! Smoochies and squeezies, lovelies!

List and links to previous parts below the cut.

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DISCLAIMER: This is me warning you all that some of the fics I've included in this list may cover explicit, dark, and/or "taboo" subject matters. I cannot express enough how little I care what anyone thinks about any of that; all I want is for you to use caution when reading anything I've listed here and to please review and heed whatever tags the authors have provided in order to keep yourselves safe. Your experience from this point on is your own responsibility, not mine and not the authors'.

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The Horror of Our Love by Melpomene (Aconitehart) (E | 1/1 | 4,941)

"I'm not wearing a muzzle," Derek snaps.

"Look, if you wear this then we're golden! There's no way you can bite through this, Deaton said so."

"Oh well, if Deaton says," Derek says snidely. It's a silly argument. Sure, Deaton is shady and enjoys bending the truth on occasion, but unless it's a complex assassination plan he wouldn't lie about this. Something that Stiles knows that Derek is aware of.

"There's really no reason for him to lie," Stiles points out. "What's your real problem with it?"

"It's demeaning," Derek says through gritted teeth.

"What? No! Lots of werewolves have to wear one of these," Stiles says, waving the muzzle around. The leather and clasps jingle.

Derek sneers at him. "Wolves who can't control themselves."

"Pot and kettle, buddy. Wait, wait," Stiles says hurriedly when Derek turns to leave, "let's just... let's try it, okay? Come on, have I steered us wrong before?"

-

In which Derek can't control himself while having sex with Stiles and needs to be muzzled.

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Burial Rituals by aurevell (G | 1/1 | 4,989)

The necromancer freezes halfway over the fence, stuttering to a halt the second Derek flashes his red eyes. It’s an awkward pose to hold: leg hiked up over the waist-high bars, hands gripping the rail for balance. The fence’s wrought-iron spears dig into his calf a bit as he settles, clearly caught off guard.

“Uh,” he says lamely, his face pale in the scant moonlight. “Shit.”

Derek guards an abandoned cemetery. Stiles is the necromancer trying to break in.

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Devoured by Hedwig221b (E | 1/1 | 5,298)

Breathless, Stiles shifted his gaze up and went red from the knowing smirk on the deific face. The man’s red eyes sparkled in the moonlight, glowing like two fires on the tips of the candles. One of his thick eyebrows was lifted in amusement.

He was the most beautiful being Stiles had ever seen. As was probably expected, considering he was the god of sexual desire.

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Satisfaction Brought It Back by Snare (E | 1/1 | 7,223)

Derek doesn't know how nobody else seems to notice the large, ever-present bulge in Stiles' jeans. He can't help but be curious about it, he just - he just wants.

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Lay Me Out by Melpomene (Aconitehart) (E | 2/2 | 8,967)

"This is weird," Stiles tells him. His hands are still on Derek's chest. "Is this weird? Are you even sentient enough to think things are weird?"

Derek's tail wags back and forth, brushing against his calves and stirring up the fallen leaves. And the licking? It doesn't stop. Derek keeps at it, licking Stiles' cheeks, his forehead, that sensitive spot behind his ears. Stiles tries to twist away, much braver now that he hasn't been mauled, but there's no escape.

"Okay," Stiles croaks out. He pushes at Derek's shoulders, his chest. "Let me up, big guy, come on."

When Derek doesn't move, Stiles arches up, trying to wriggle free, but then he feels something wet and sticky against his stomach where his shirt has ridden up. He cranes his neck down and sees Derek's dick. It's distinctly non-human; red, with a tapered tip. Clear fluid drips from it.

"Oh holy god," he says, horrified and fascinated. "Is that - oh fuck."

-

In which Derek has sex with Stiles while in the Alpha form

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to be with those I like by sheafrotherdon (E | 1/1 | 9,323)

It's Deaton who tells Derek that Stiles is back in town, a broken marriage behind him, his daughter in tow.

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How We Got Here by Areiton (E | 1/1 | 9,718)

Maybe if you fight the creatures of the night together like they did, if you bury enough friends and strangers and enemies, you don’t lose touch.

He thinks that’s why he and Derek are friends--because Derek understands his nightmares, understands the nights when he can’t talk, and the nights he can’t stand the dark.

OR: Against all odds and expectations, Stiles and Derek have become respectable adults ( WHY?) and friends.

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Lunches, Knitting and Definitely Not Dating by attackofthezee (noxlunate), noxlunate (T | 1/1 | 10,107)

“So, I uh, managed to get myself pregnant.”

“You what?!”

“Got myself pregnant. Y’know, up the duff, knocked up, a bun in the oven, in a family way, eating for two, with child. I could go on Dad, really, stop me before I exhaust the list of pregnancy euphemisms. There’s still caught an 18 year STD, my eggo is preggo, building a person-“

“Stiles.”

“Hosting a parasite, harboring a fugitive-“

(Just a weird mpreg fic with Derek and Stiles totally kinda dating without realizing it, and Stiles figuring out this whole having a baby thing.)

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(they say) this should feel something like fire by dallisons (E | 1/1 | 11,163)

Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip.

"Turn it off." The pack looked up, stunned into silence by the first words they'd heard from him in weeks.

Stiles stood, trembling - his knees weak. He tried to run and collapsed, his bad leg failing him once again. Derek caught him. "Turn it off," he said, his voice unmistakably a growl.

The water continued leaking from the loose faucet, and all Stiles heard was Erica's blood against the concrete. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip. Drop. Drip.

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Whatever Our Souls Are Made Of by Lissadiane (NR | 1/1 | 14,953)

It's a cold, snowy night and Stiles is halfway through his shift at the campus coffee shop when a tall, dark and handsome stranger walks in, one who seems unaware that he's being haunted by a wolf.

In which Stiles Stilinski sees the ghosts of animals with unfinished business, and Derek Hale is unaware that his dearly departed sister left a few things unfinished.

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Untouchable by Hedwig221b (E | 1/1 | 17,128)

The day Stiles Stilinski entered the Berkeley campus was the day all the alphas went absolutely fucking nuts.

See, omegas were rare, even more than redheads. Got to be extremely fucking lucky to even see one in a lifetime. They were supposed to be these ethereal creatures of beauty and elegance, irresistible and blinding.

And Stiles Stilinski was exactly that.

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Camaro '68 by ZainClaw (E | 1/1 | 17,707)

Derek huffs, arching one eyebrow. "I'm not a fugitive." "You look like a fugitive," Stiles insists, practically beaming. "Maybe you should start wearing cardigans."

In which Stiles is a hitchhiker and Derek a runaway whose paths cross at a gas station in the California desert.

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Cross a Canyon (with a broken limb) by theroguesgambit (T | 1/1 | 18,010)

“You never graduated,” Stiles says, just to say it. To test it out in the open air. That's... huh.

--

Stiles spends his senior year battling troll-gremlins, taking on an unexpected tutoring job, and definitely not falling for a certain sourwolf (even though everyone else seems to think he is).

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Do You Wanna Date My Avatar? by Renmackree (T | 9/9 | 18,399)

Scott frowned, grabbing the game case and reading it out loud.

“Become the Hero you've always wanted to be. Battle monsters, witches, dragons, and all the mythical beasts of the World of Fantasy. Play as a Human, Elf, Dwarf and other special races included in the basic game. Stiles this so stupid. Who the hell would want to play as a Werewolf?” Scott threw the game back on the bed and leaned back in the chair.

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We Only Get Better by Ninna_7 (T | 8/8 | 22,741)

Stiles doesn't call him these days. Not since he left Beacon Hills that last time. Not since Stiles left the FBI internship programme in favour of studying Forensic Psychology at NYU. Stiles has texted him a few times in the past, but he never called. Not anymore. Back then, however, whenever Derek received a call from Stiles or called Stiles in return, it was purely for survival's sake. So Derek doesn't know what to expect from this call. If he's being honest, he's scared of it.

x

Or: It's been years since Stiles and Derek last spoke, but a phone call from the human reconnects them. They have the chemistry, the history and the shared trauma. With time and each other, maybe they can have more.

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part-time soulmate, full-time problem by Renmackree (E | 1/1 | 27,111)

Stiles had seen it all in his five years of supernatural shenanigans, but never in his life would he have guessed returning to Derek's old stomping grounds in New York, especially under the guise of Derek's magical Mate.

It was going to be an exciting summer.

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The Light in the Woods series by DiscontentedWinter (5 works | G-M | 36,507)

1. The Lights in the Woods (T | 8/8 | 12,293) To honour a treaty with the people of a strange land, Derek Hale, prince of the kingdom of Triskelion, has to marry Stiles. 2. The Gift of the Trees (T | 1/1 | 4,780) Stiles is everything that Derek ever wanted... almost. 3. Moonflower (G | 1/1 | 3,331) Stiles and Derek's son finds his magic. 4. The Path of the Wolf (G | 1/1 | 5,206) Faolán has to find his own path. 5. The Heart of the Wolf (M | 4/4 | 10,897) Etienne Argent is rescued by a strange young man in the woods.

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In Any Version of Reality by alisvolatpropiis (E | 7/7 | 39,853)

Standing next to not-Derek – whoa, holding not-Derek’s hand? – is someone who looks remarkably like Stiles. Is Stiles, a slightly-altered replica, just like this guy both is and isn't Derek.

It’s not like looking into a mirror – one, because looking into a mirror actually makes some kind of sense, and two, because not-Stiles looks older too, mid twenties maybe. And the tips of his short, spiky hair are dark purple, and he’s got a lip ring and he’s shirtless and covered in tattoos and what the holy hell?

“Time travel?" He's sufficiently freaked. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he hears his dad laughing.

“Not exactly,” not-Derek says, and shit, even his voice sounds exactly the same, disconcertingly gentle. He gestures behind him, and Stiles looks over his shoulder, where behind him, scattered across the porch and in the front yard, are more…Dereks and more Stileses.

Fourteen total, including the two at the door, he notes distantly, eyes feeling like they’re about to pop out of his head from bulging so hard.

Seven other Dereks. Seven other Stileses.

Seven Derek and Stiles pairs.

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The Moon Gave Me Permission by Melpomene (Aconitehart) (E | 9/9 | 57,572)

“I probably shouldn’t tell you this,” Scott says, eyeing Stiles’ fries. “But Derek Hale is back in town. I saw him at the gas station the other day.”

This piques Stiles’ interest. Oh yes it does. Like any good true crime aficionado, Stiles has his favourite case. His pet cold case. His hometown murder. The thing he brings up when he’s tired of small talk and just wants to get real.

The Hale Family Fire and the suicide of Katherine Argent.

Stiles knows this case inside and out. He’s racked up thousands of karma points on reddit for his thoughtful analysis, his pictures of the crime scene, and of his reporting of local gossip. Beacon Hills is a small town, small enough that Stiles is the only one on the Unresolved Mysteries subreddit to have actually seen the burnt out shell in person.

He’ll tell anyone who listens what he finds fascinating about the case. Absolutely no shame. He’s read all of the articles, he’s pestered his father’s deputies for more information, and he’s read every cold case compilation book that so much as mentions it.

No one knows this case like Stiles does.

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In which Derek Hale is a man with a dark past, and Stiles is completely obsessed with him.

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The Soul Knows What the Heart Wants by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella) (M | 9/9 | 163,779)

“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!

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[shona22]

hiya hiya ♥️✨

I need some fresh sterek fic recommendations!

So, what are your go to reads that are a bit on the longer side??

Hi anon! Here are few fics from the top of my head. Please heed the tags.

Caged Humanity by Ember

[ E | 55k+ WC ]

The other factors sounded like complete bullshit. Like about Companions having certain dispositions for submission, and a personality built around wanting to please. Fuck that, Stiles was a strong independent man who didn’t need no wolf. Submitting was straight up taught in classes. Don’t talk back, try to reason not argue, never run away when your Mate was in heat. Mate? More like owner. There was a reason Companions were called pets. God Stiles hated it all, the hypocrisy. It was an honor? More like a life sentence.

An AU where werewolves are given humans as pets called Companions, and a very begrudging Stiles is taken in by Derek Hale, much to both their displeasure. And then pleasure. Very, very sexual pleasure.

Down By Contact series by standinginanicedress

[ E | first part is 100k+]

Lydia looks over her shoulder to look at Derek Hale again, then back to him. “He’s an asshole, you know.”

“You think I don’t know that?” Stiles is confused, furrowing his brow. “I’ve only spent the last ten years of my life fighting with him.”

“Yeah, but, I mean, he’s an asshole,” she draws the word out nice and long, as if it takes on a different meaning depending on exactly how she says it. “No one who has ever dated or hooked up with that guy has ever had anything nice to say about him after the fact.”

“What do I care about that?”

She looks at him. It’s that all-knowing, all-seeing gaze, like the eye of Mordor. Stiles feels tiny under its wrath, so he looks away and stares down at his beer can, traces the design with his thumb. “I know you, Stiles Stilinski.”

“Not really. We only dated for, like, five months.”

With a snort, totally uncharacteristic of her and something she would never do sober, she rolls her eyes. “Gee, I wonder why.”

You can also find the Tax evasion series and other works of SIAND in @christinesficrecs 's Dropbox.

The long way home series by Kwills91 [ E | 50k+]

Bruised Like Violets by Melpomene (Aconitehart)

[ E | 90k+]

Stiles stares at the ceiling, completely flabbergasted. Derek Hale wants him. For real. This isn’t another Lydia situation, where he needs to pine and slowly try to work his way in from the edges of someone’s life.

Derek likes him already. Derek is nice to him. Derek answers his questions and his texts and buys him magical things.

He presses a hand against the spot Derek bit and shivers. That action had felt kind of wolfy, like Derek forgot to pretend to be a human man. Maybe that’s it, then, for Derek. Stiles is someone he doesn’t have to pretend to be human with. Maybe after summer ends, after Boyd and Erica are safely corralled in Beacon Hills, Derek will go back to fucking women like Tina or whatever that chick’s name was.

Stiles isn’t complaining. He’ll take what he can get.

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In which Derek is a magical werewolf boy and Stiles becomes his emissary.

[dropofbittersea]

"This was a mistake," Derek declares. "Here," he tosses the car keys to Stiles, "go home. I'll take the acorn and plant it."

"Deaton said it had to be us!" Stiles protests. "That's why I'm here, because -"

Derek rolls his eyes. "Deaton told you that so you'd come, because he doesn't trust me." He pushes past Stiles. Once he has the stupid acorn and his phone, he'll just run to the coordinates and be done with it. Maybe after that he'll just keep running.

"Wait, just - let me explain."

"I'd rather you didn't."

"I can't drive stick!" Stiles lies. "If you leave me here then I'll be stranded and I'll starve to death."

Derek gives him an incredulous look. "Your Jeep is a manual."

"Just..." Stiles reaches out for him, fingers hooking around his belt loops. "Stay? Please." Stiles' eyes are big, shining. "I'll be quiet and pick up the gummy bears."

-

In which Derek and Stiles need to go on a roadtrip to plant an acorn.

[sterek-ao3feed]

crystallized

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/60597874

by Melpomene (Aconitehart)

"You're gonna love it," Stiles says, shuffling back to make room for Derek. The bed is much smaller than what Derek's used to: a full sized, instead of a queen. "The last Alpha I was with -" Stiles claps a hand over his mouth "- You know what? Forget I said that."

Derek gets comfortable on his stomach and rests his chin on his crossed arms. "I know you've been with other people," he says. "That doesn't bother me."

"Force of habit." The bed dips as Stiles leans over and grabs something from his bedside table. "Besides, I shouldn't assume. Ha, get it? Assume?"

"You really think you're funny, don't you?"

Stiles laughs. "I'm the funniest person you know, admit it."

Words: 1855, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Additional Tags: Omegaverse Omega Stiles Stilinski, Omegaverse Alpha Derek Hale, First Time Bottoming, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha/Omega, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60597874

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The Venom in Your Skin

https://archiveofourown.org/works/51887050 by Melpomene (Aconitehart) Derek's voice is low, soothing. The warm water and the smell of violets slowly tease the tension out of Stiles' muscles. His eyelids flutter for one blissful moment before he remembers. He jerks up, water sloshing over the edge of the tub, and says, "Don't let me fall asleep, Derek, please." "Okay," Derek says, his eyes wide. "Just - it's okay, I'll keep you awake, I promise." Stiles gets settled, leaning back again. He chews his bottom lip, just enough to hurt, to keep him awake and anchored to this moment in time. He knows, more than anything, that Derek can handle any threat that comes for them. He has nothing but faith and trust in Derek and the strength of their pack. But that's not to say that he has faith in himself. Sure, he has magic. But his magic comes from his bond with Derek. Without Derek, Stiles is nothing. Derek will survive this new threat to Beacon Hills, Stiles is certain. But he doesn't know if he can do this again. - In which Stiles and Derek need to return to Beacon Hills to handle another threat. Words: 7898, Chapters: 1/8, Language: English Series: Part 3 of Bruised Like Violets Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: M/M Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Vernon Boyd, Erica Reyes, Kira Yukimura, Peter Hale, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Sheriff Stilinski (Teen Wolf), Lydia Martin Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Rimming, Knotting, Breeding, Magical Stiles Stilinski, Magical Derek Hale, Morally Grey Stiles, Horror Elements, Tarot, Codependency, Claiming Bites, Alpha Derek Hale read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/51887050

[ao3-feed-sterek]

Lace and Cologne

by Melpomene (Aconitehart)

Derek leans in close, then, his nose pressed against Stiles’ neck. He inhales slowly, almost like he’s savoring Stiles’ scent. “Did you want me? Like, back in Beacon Hills, did you want me?” Stiles asks, even though he knows the answer already. He just wants to hear it.

“Of course I did,” Derek says, his eyes hooded. The waitress brings their drinks and sets them down on the table before fucking off. “You still wanna be good for me?”

Fuck. He grabs his drink, just an IPA in a frosty glass, and gulps it down. Derek watches, a weird little smile on his face. “Yeah,” Stiles says, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, “okay.”

“On the floor.”

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In which Derek and Stiles meet again in a nightclub.

Words: 3096, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Additional Tags: Public Sex, First Time Blow Jobs, Light Dom/sub, Humiliation, but so light honestly, absolutely no plot this is just sex, Lingerie

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/48247714

[shipsandmyths]

This has serial killer derek and obsessive stalker stiles and it’s dark in a truly delicious way 👌🏽

I’m craving some dark Sterek or Steter. I want them presenting Stiles with the head of his enemies as a courting gift. I want them bringing the world to its knees for him. I want stiles just as dark and twisted. I want him to burn the world for them. I want a stiles that has no morals when it comes to the one he loves.

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Hi I love your blog!

Any fics in which Stiles has to grovel Derek for forgiveness after messing up? I can only find this trope reversed with Derek grovelling but I'd really love to read some where it's the other way around :)

A few.

but we were something (don't you think so?) by Melpomene (Aconitehart)

(1/1 I 9,127 I Explicit)

"This was a mistake," Derek declares. "Here," he tosses the car keys to Stiles, "go home. I'll take the acorn and plant it."

"Deaton said it had to be us!" Stiles protests. "That's why I'm here, because -"

Derek rolls his eyes. "Deaton told you that so you'd come, because he doesn't trust me." He pushes past Stiles. Once he has the stupid acorn and his phone, he'll just run to the coordinates and be done with it. Maybe after that he'll just keep running.

"Wait, just - let me explain."

"I'd rather you didn't."

"I can't drive stick!" Stiles lies. "If you leave me here then I'll be stranded and I'll starve to death."

Derek gives him an incredulous look. "Your Jeep is a manual."

"Just..." Stiles reaches out for him, fingers hooking around his belt loops. "Stay? Please." Stiles' eyes are big, shining. "I'll be quiet and pick up the gummy bears."

-

In which Derek and Stiles need to go on a roadtrip to plant an acorn.

Yarn Over & Pull Through by seraphina_snape

(1/1 I 9,960 I Teen)

 “Is there a point to this? If you’re not in danger, I’m going to hang up. I have other things to do." 

That was the perfect opening and it made Stiles smile like an angel. A fallen angel who’d just discovered that the dark side had better cookies anyway. “Other things - like recording another crochet instruction video?” he asked innocently. 

The silence on Derek’s end of the line spoke volumes. 

(AKA the one where Stiles discovers Derek has a YouTube channel and posts crochet tutorials …who knew crochet was so addictive?)

Aftershocks by 42hrb

(4/4 I 18,137 I Teen)

“I broke his heart.” Stiles said as Lydia held his face in her hands, using one perfectly manicured thumb to wipe away a tear that fell from his eye.

“Sweetie,” Lydia said softly, “I think you broke yours too.”

No Homo by orphanaccount

(12/12 I 84,092 I Explicit)

Stiles' sophomore year starts something like this: 3 FourLokos + 1 peer-pressuring cat - 1 best bro to end all best bros = 1 Craigslist ad headline that reads "str8 dude - m4m - strictly platonic". Derek is the fool who replies.

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The Horror of Our Love

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49650421 by Melpomene (Aconitehart) "I'm not wearing a muzzle," Derek snaps. "Look, if you wear this then we're golden! There's no way you can bite through this, Deaton said so." "Oh well, if Deaton says," Derek says snidely. It's a silly argument. Sure, Deaton is shady and enjoys bending the truth on occasion, but unless it's a complex assassination plan he wouldn't lie about this. Something that Stiles knows that Derek is aware of. "There's really no reason for him to lie," Stiles points out. "What's your real problem with it?" "It's demeaning," Derek says through gritted teeth. "What? No! Lots of werewolves have to wear one of these," Stiles says, waving the muzzle around. The leather and clasps jingle. Derek sneers at him. "Wolves who can't control themselves." "Pot and kettle, buddy. Wait, wait," Stiles says hurriedly when Derek turns to leave, "let's just... let's try it, okay? Come on, have I steered us wrong before?" - In which Derek can't control himself while having sex with Stiles and needs to be muzzled. Words: 4935, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Alan Deaton Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Knotting, Blowjobs, Rimming, Muzzle Kink, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Feral Behavior, this is not dark i swear to god, Come Inflation, come in general. lots of come. read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/49650421

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Until It Bleeds

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52530334 by Melpomene (Aconitehart) "He's sixteen," Derek snarls. He has Chris bent over the hood of his car, his hand on the back of his neck. He digs his claws into Chris' neck, a reminder that he could rip this man's spine out at any moment. "He wanted it," Chris says calmly, as if he's not pinned to his car. "We haven't done anything he doesn't want." You're just like her, Derek thinks but does not say. He snarls again, animalistic and vicious, unable to speak at all. "He touches me, I don't touch him," Chris continues, and fuck that excuse sounds familiar and vile. Derek clings to his humanity, fighting back the shift. He says, "Stiles should be with someone -" "Like you?" Chris says, smug as a snake. "Tell me, does Stiles like this jealous streak of yours?" - In which Stiles uses other people to make Derek jealous. Words: 4096, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Underage Categories: M/M Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Chris Argent Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, Rimming, Loss of Virginity, Jealousy, Stiles/Chris happens offscreen, Derek is not happy about it, Creepy Derek Hale, Possessive Behavior, oh and stiles also makes out with caitlin to make derek jealous read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52530334

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I'm just getting caught up on the Bruised like Violets series by Melpomene *cough* @dear-massacre

Then I started this, it looks promising.

And there's this one writer who does some really great work... 👀

https://archiveofourown.org/users/Hella_Meyers/pseuds/Hella_Meyers/works

to all of 2024 stereks out there… what are some of your recent favorite sterek fics you’ve just read ??

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Lay Me Out

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52475272 by Melpomene (Aconitehart) "This is weird," Stiles tells him. His hands are still on Derek's chest. "Is this weird? Are you even sentient enough to think things are weird?" Derek's tail wags back and forth, brushing against his calves and stirring up the fallen leaves. And the licking? It doesn't stop. Derek keeps at it, licking Stiles' cheeks, his forehead, that sensitive spot behind his ears. Stiles tries to twist away, much braver now that he hasn't been mauled, but there's no escape. "Okay," Stiles croaks out. He pushes at Derek's shoulders, his chest. "Let me up, big guy, come on." When Derek doesn't move, Stiles arches up, trying to wriggle free, but then he feels something wet and sticky against his stomach where his shirt has ridden up. He cranes his neck down and sees Derek's dick. It's distinctly non-human; red, with a tapered tip. Clear fluid drips from it. "Oh holy god," he says, horrified and fascinated. "Is that - oh fuck." - In which Derek has sex with Stiles while in the Alpha form Words: 3300, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Underage Categories: M/M Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Rimming, Xenophilia, Underage Drinking, Dubious Consent, Werewolf Sex, Derek Hale's Alpha Shift Form, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52475272

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Tension

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50069965 by Melpomene (Aconitehart) Stiles' bedroom tells the whole story: scattered ship bags, empty cans of soda, the muted starting menu for a video game. Next to Stiles is an xbox controller. Derek grits his teeth. Fucking brat. "Stiles," he barks out, taking a step forward. Stiles snorts in his sleep, but otherwise doesn't respond. Derek crosses the room and grabs Stiles' shoulder. He shakes the bratty fucker, and says, "Wake up, Stilinski." Stiles' eyes snap open. "What the -" he starts, staring up at Derek with clear alarm. "Mr. Hale?" "You're late," Derek growls out. "So you break into my house?" Stiles scoots up the bed. He's the picture of teenage petulance, all pursed lips and narrowed eyes. "That's fucked up." It is fucked up. Derek sidesteps that particular detail and says, "Get dressed. You're going to school." "Pass," Stiles sneers. "I'm sick, can't you see?" He coughs into his hand a few times. "So feel free to let yourself out." "You have no doctor's excuse, and you look fine. This is your third tardy this week. Get up, now." Stiles lifts his chin defiantly. "Make me." - In which Derek is an attendance officer at Beacon Hills High School and out patience for Stiles' truancy. Words: 3262, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Underage Categories: M/M Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Dubious Consent, Alternate Universe- No Supernatural, Spanking, Object Insertion, Shower Sex, Anal Fingering, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Light Dom/sub read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/50069965

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crawl into my heart take me apart

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52468771 by whimsicalmeerkat “So, I got you a Christmas present, well, it’s kind of for us and I used your credit card so I don’t know if it can still be called a present for you, but I think you’ll like it. I hope so, anyway.” ~ Stiles and Derek go on a murder vacation. Based on The Moon Gave Me Permission by Melpomene (Aconitehart). Words: 2084, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, recursive fic, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Creepy Stiles Stilinski, Dark Derek Hale, Holidays, Murder Vacation read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52468771

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The Moon Gave Me Permission

https://archiveofourown.org/works/49144447 by Melpomene (Aconitehart) “I probably shouldn’t tell you this,” Scott says, eyeing Stiles’ fries. “But Derek Hale is back in town. I saw him at the gas station the other day.” This piques Stiles’ interest. Oh yes it does. Like any good true crime aficionado, Stiles has his favourite case. His pet cold case. His hometown murder. The thing he brings up when he’s tired of small talk and just wants to get real. The Hale Family Fire and the suicide of Katherine Argent. Stiles knows this case inside and out. He’s racked up thousands of karma points on reddit for his thoughtful analysis, his pictures of the crime scene, and of his reporting of local gossip. Beacon Hills is a small town, small enough that Stiles is the only one on the Unresolved Mysteries subreddit to have actually seen the burnt out shell in person. He’ll tell anyone who listens what he finds fascinating about the case. Absolutely no shame. He’s read all of the articles, he’s pestered his father’s deputies for more information, and he’s read every cold case compilation book that so much as mentions it. No one knows this case like Stiles does. - In which Derek Hale is a man with a dark past, and Stiles is completely obsessed with him. Words: 6859, Chapters: 1/6, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Isaac Lahey, Lydia Martin Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Creepy Stiles Stilinski, Dark Derek Hale, Inspired by Killing Stalking, Rimming, Blow Jobs, Stalking, Voyeurism, Sexuality Crisis, Accidental Knotting, Knotting read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/49144447