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tin-wufborf · 2 months ago

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Tin's Favorite Sterek Fics (Part 19)

Hello, and welcome to part fucking 19 of Tin's Favorite Sterek Fics. Good lord, how the hell have I gotten to 19 of these?? I cannot believe!!!

As always, thank you all so much for all of the love you continue to show this little series of mine. I never really expected any of these posts to get more than a passing notice from anyone, so to see that so many of you have liked and shared this series is honestly kind of mind boggling but also pretty cool. Because I just want everyone to read these stories, ya know? Like, I really love all of these fics that I'm recommending. I wasn't lying or exaggerating when I said that I re-read these fics all the time. I love these stories, and I want others to love them too.

I won't go on some of the crazy tangents that I do IRL, but I fucking love fan fiction. I truly believe that a good chunk of the world's more trivial issues could be solved by people simply getting into the right kind of fanfic for them. Because there's really something out there for everyone so long as you're willing to look for it, and I just think that is the coolest thing, you guys. It's just the bees knees. So to be able to share these lists of my favorite Sterek fics has been such a fun and fulfilling endeavor, and I am glad to have been able to share it with you all.

Okay, enough sap from me! I have admittedly imbibed a bit before writing this up, so I am a little bit in my head right now as well as in my feelings.

I hope you're all having as good a day as you can, if not a great one.

Smoochies and squeezies!

List and links to previous/next part(s) 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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Family Day by klutzy_girl (T | 1/1 | 2,447)

Derek and Stiles spend the day with Stiles' (and Scott's) younger sister and come to a few realizations.

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You aren't broken by GreyHaven (G | 1/1 | 4,339)

Derek doesn’t understand sex. Well, no, that makes him sound innocent and sheltered and he isn’t either of those things.

But he doesn’t understand the appeal of sex.

The one in which Derek thinks he's broken and tries to break up with Stiles. Stiles doesn't let him and insists on an open conversation which leads to Derek realising he's not broken, he's asexual. But can Stiles accept that?

(Spoiler alert: of course he can.)

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and the wild things roared their terrible roar by hoars (E | 1/1 | 4,905)

Derek as Khal Drogo (but set in snow beyond the wall) and Stiles as Daenerys Stormborn (although he's a greenseer of the Children rather than a dragon).

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Show Me Your Igloo and I'll Show You Mine by DiscontentedWinter (E | 1/1 | 4,943)

Stiles is finally going to meet the online friend he's had for years.

Instead, the hottest guy in the world walks in.

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that boy is a monster series by hoars (3 works | NR-M | 6,840)

1. monsters steal me away (M | 1/1 | 1,720) There’s a monster in the forest that has taught Stiles to lie and to love. 2. no secret stays secret (NR | 1/1 | 2,558) John follows Stiles into the woods one night. 3. my ghosts approve (NR | 1/1 | 2,562) (optional) Derek loves all his past loves because they all taught him how to love Stiles best.

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Run Wild and Free by greenleaf (T | 1/1 | 6,991)

Derek is a police officer, just recently moved to Beacon Hills, and possibly nursing a crush on the really hot, really powerful doctor with the twin sons.

(Or a story that was almost titled, 'I'm Quite Fawn'd of You, My Deer' but I stopped myself and I don't know why.)

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Do It For The Vine by crossroadswrite (G | 1/1 | 7,108)

“Tammy,” he calls her to attention and his baby daughter turns her sweet hazel eyes to him. “Do you want to go to the skate park tomorrow?”

Autumn gasps and twists until her bony knees are digging into his thighs.

“Daddy,” she says very seriously, placing both hands on his cheeks and looking him in the eye. “Don’t play with my emotions, daddy.” . (OR: in which Derek's daughter gets a skateboard and a cute guy teaching her tricks and Derek just gets the cute guy.)

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The Jackass in the Camaro by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella) (G | 1/1 | 7,237)

To the guy I splashed with water on First and Crown on Thursday, February 27th around seven at night: I am an a**hole. I’m sorry. I was being an impatient driver, and I just wanted to get home, and I cut off the bus to get there faster. I didn’t mean to soak you with rainwater, and I am truly sorry for doing so. That was a total d*ck move of me. With regrets, The Jackass in the Camaro.

Stiles had to re-read the notice four times before he honestly believed he was seeing it with his own two eyes. He’d gotten splashed by rainwater on First and Crown on Thursday around seven while waiting at a bus stop because of an impatient Camaro driver cutting off a bus.

Like, that was actually a thing that had happened. This was a real thing.

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The Plan for Healthy Eating in the Stilinski-Hale Household by inhystereks (G | 1/1 | 8,100)

Melanie burst into tears, screaming about how she didn’t want their daddy to die while Greg tried to comfort her, sending his own anxious glances Stiles’ way. Elena grilled Addie and Clary about whether they knew for sure. The twins started listing examples from their textbook. Ian turned to Derek asking if food could really hurt humans while Kevin turned to Stiles and begged him not to kill himself by eating too many curly fries.

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children of the bad revolution by hoars (NR | 1/1 | 9,506)

Far away and long ago, the only companion Derek has, the only friend and enemy he's known since he was young, is the chain.

Then Stiles happens.

Then the crows.

Then the end of the world.

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to build a home by elisela (T | 1/1 | 13,021)

“You realize you’re at least ten grand over budget on Stiles’ house, don’t you,” Allison says, and he’s not entirely sure if it’s a question or not. “You better hope this works out because we can’t afford to build an entire house for everyone you want to date.”

He doesn’t bother denying it. “I’m going to do a lot of the demo and installation myself,” he says, leaning over her to cross off some of the numbers she’d written down. “It’ll work out.”

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A Crooked Way to Fly by andavs (G | 1/1 | 14,980)

“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.”

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This Kind of Luxe by sugarybowl, weathervaanes, wishingonalightningbolt (E | 1/1 | 15,113)

As they have for almost every US President since the 1910s, the Prime Minister and the royal head of their country pay a visit to the United States after inauguration. Which is why, when President Jonathan Stilinski is elected into office, Queen Talia Hale of Norland plans their trip.

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Prince Derek and First Son Stiles. Gooey, ridiculous romance ensues.

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Good for you by lilysaid (E | 1/1 | 16,768)

Completely by chance, I saw a "human boyfriend for werewolf roleplay" ASMR video on YouTube and thought 1. Stiles would totally do something as reckless as making an ASMR channel for werewolves 2. He would be really good at it and 3. It would definitely blow up in his face.

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No Other Love by Idday (T | 1/1 | 18,745)

And maybe it’s irony, or the universe at work, or maybe it’s just Derek Hale’s shitty luck, but that’s when, at that exact moment (as Stiles will swear later), there’s a knock on the door. “Laura?” Derek breathes in disbelief, and Stiles feels his own face fall into confused slackness. Because the girl standing in the doorway? The last time Stiles had seen her—or, well, half of her—she’d been very naked, and very, very dead. “Hey, baby bro,” she says with a grin. ... OR: The one where Laura comes back from the dead, and it turns out to be bad for Stiles, because he’s suddenly spending a lot of quality time with one of the coolest people he’s ever met, and her brother. The guy that he might be just a little in love with. He's not okay.

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Nothing Short Of Perfect by GotTheSilver (E | 1/1 | 27,019)

In which Derek and Stiles are made aware of their potential and have to make a choice about what their relationship will be.

“Let me get this straight,” his dad says. “You’re telling me a witch told Derek and yourself that you could be destined to be together and now Derek will be going to college with you?”

Stiles shrugs, resting his hands on his legs to stop himself from fidgeting. “That’s about it, yep.”

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The Weight of an Enchanted Heart by PalenDrome (nerdherderette), 1jet2unknown (E | 1/1 | 31,590)

Marriage to the shape-shifting Alpha King of Lunansholt wasn't on Stiles' bingo card. His magic had other plans.

[excerpt]: Stiles entered Derek’s chambers, slamming the door behind him. “What did you do with my things?”

“These things?” Derek asked, waving his hand with an arched brow.

Stiles gaped when he saw his books lined neatly on Derek’s shelves. His trunk was in the corner, many of his clothes were visible in the partly open wardrobe, and the cloak he’d brought from home hung neatly on a hook.

“It would have been nice if you asked first.” A quick sweep around the room found only one bed. “Where am I supposed to sleep?” he asked, frowning.

“We are married now, Stiles,” Derek said after a moment. “We sleep together.”

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No Mercy by Gia279 (M | 24/24 | 24,743)

The story of the Boy King was this: when he was sixteen, the Stilinski kingdom was at war with the Novak kingdom. King John was on the front lines with his soldiers when his teenage heir came to check in with him. The king was struck down in a nighttime attack, in front of the boy. The boy took up the king’s dropped sword, mounted his war steed, and slaughtered the enemy forces.

When the remaining soldiers surrendered, he cut them down with his father’s sword and returned home a boy king with a bloodstained reputation.

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Salty Sweet by secondstar (E | 11/11 | 46,478)

Derek works at a porn store. One day, Stiles comes in asking all sorts of TMI questions about different toys. That's where it all starts.

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Call Me (Cliché) by orphan_account (M | 18/18 | 84,649)

When the sheriff's sister ends up in a wheelchair for the duration of summer, Stiles' dreams of three months full of pack bonding, late-night video games and bro-time with Scott come crashing down. He's temporarily relocated to Redford, a three hour drive away, and he can already tell he won't be getting many visitors.

Sure the pack will forget about him while he's gone, Stiles is determined to make the most of his summer of isolation, training his body and mind - and his magic - so he can come back with a bang, and maybe catch a certain Sourwolf's eye.

Then Derek shows up at his window one night with a flimsy excuse about needing research done. Suddenly, his summer away is looking a whole lot more interesting.

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kitchenisking · 3 months ago

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September Fic Rec

History in these Streets by orphan_account - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 3,988, sterek)

Its Derek's birthday and now that Stiles doesn't have Malia, he misses Derek even more than before. Fortunately Braeden is back and gives him a way to contact Derek. In doing so however, old emotions resurface and grow as the two talk on the phone almost everyday. Derek says he probably won't come back though, and that hurts Stiles more than anything.

Or Stiles misses Derek so they talk on the phone but will Derek come home for him?

(We both failed each other in a way) by hellodickspeight - (Rating: T, Words: 742, sterek)

"Why are you laughing ?" he asks through his teeth.

"Are you actually hearing yourself ? Me, cheating on you ? That's like reverse day. If someone did the cheating, it would be you--""

In which Derek thinks Stiles is cheating on him.

Say You Love Me by sunnydalewerewolf - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 1,540, sterek)

“Say it,” Stiles repeats, kissing him on the lips again.

“If I say it too much it might lose its meaning,” Derek jokes.

“If you never say it at all it will definitely lose its meaning.”

Derek sighs. “Why don’t you say it?”

“I asked you first.”

AKA: Stiles and Derek have sex and say I love you a bunch of times.

Bravery is a Loaded Gun by DefNotForWork - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 17,389, sterek)

“No, I’m not asexual, Stiles,” Derek said shortly.

The teen’s heart sank in his chest, his palms going clammy and his neck prickling with the familiar feeling of rejection.

“So then it’s,” Stiles swallowed, throat clogging, unable to give voice to the facts he would much rather ignore. The silence grew between them, growing tense the longer it was left. For the first time in years, Stiles couldn’t speak. The weight of inadequacy held down his typical stream of useless banter. What does one say in this sort of situation? ‘I’m sorry you don’t find me attractive?’

In which the boys speak in half sentences and have two totally different conversations. What they can agree on, eventually, is that they love each other. And that Derek should jerk off more.

No Stones in Heaven by DothTheRaven - (Rating: Not Rated, Words: 9,652, sterek)

Derek knows the moment he meets eleven year-old Stiles that he’s found his mate. Of course he doesn’t tell the boy this, because he knows that would be creepy and would probably get him arrested. So he bides his time, and befriends the boy and falls in love and waits for the day when Stiles can be a part of his life, forever.

And really, in the end, it’s all Derek’s fault.

Stiles will become a more permanent part of Derek’s life, just not in the capacity he’s been hoping for. Not in the capacity he needs.

It’s because Derek wanted his privacy. It’s because Derek lied to his family. It’s because he wasn’t paying close enough attention.

It’s about happiness and sacrifices and loving your family and doing what’s right, even when it feels like the worst decision of your life.

The Same Old Blood Rush (With A New Touch) by rainsoakedshoes - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 29,564, sterek)

“Friends with benefits,” Derek stated. “I just happen to be in a position to provide a few more benefits than your usual hook ups.”

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Derek was an Alpha with a pack and a multi-billion dollar company to take care of. Stiles was a college kid with assignments and student debt to worry about. Neither of them were looking a serious relationship. A one night stand turned into an easy no-strings-attached arrangement. Although nothing is ever as easy or as simple as it first seems.

Cause I Built a Home (For You, For Me) by noneedforhystereks - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 59,719, sterek)

Mechanic!Derek and Daddy!Stiles

Derek Hale is a mechanic in the sleepy town of Beacon Hills, where he has lived all of his life. He spends his day in a simple routine: wake up, fix cars, go home, sleep. It's what he's good at, and it keeps things simple and uncomplicated. Derek doesn't let people in and remains emotionally distant from everyone except his sister, Laura, and her daughter. This all changes when Boyd tows in an old blue Jeep that needs a lot of work and Derek meets the owner of said Jeep.

Because once Derek meets Stiles and his kids, he can't stop himself from caring. And he doesn't want to stop.

my wings a hurricane by kellifer_fic - (Rating: T, Words: 20,322, sterek)

Stiles had been like any other kid growing up in the era of dragons. He'd watched the cartoons, the news stories, had the lunch box. When his screening at Beacon Hills High had come up negative, he'd been disappointed but unsurprised. His positive results were returned three years too late for it to be in any way convenient or cool.

Or, the one where they ride dragons.

Becoming Yours by dbeaux - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 46,688, sterek)

As a dom and owner of Stockholm Syndrome, Stiles takes pride in providing a safe place for people to scene. After a bad breakup, he's not looking for a sub, isn't sure he wants a full time sub again.

College student and curious sub Derek needs a full time dom but hasn't found anyone willing to take him on so he spends as much time at Stockholm Syndrome as he can, pairing up with various doms willing to take him on for an evening.

When their worlds collide, can they find what they need in each other?

Beacon Hell by alikatastic - (Rating: Explicit, Words: 4,693, sterek)

It had been easier than he thought to talk himself into the field to save Derek's furry ass. The raid was over, and, hell, he couldn’t believe it went as well as it did. Stiles had lost his job, but they hadn’t sent him to some supernatural jail, so he would take his wins where he could. Except, Stiles wasn’t ready to go home. He’d just gotten away; he was free.

#sterek #derek hale #stiles stilinski #fanfiction #stiles x derek #kitcheniskingficrecs

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princecharmingwinks · 1 year ago

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Sterek Fic Rec - June-December 2023.

Can you believe we are almost at the end of 2023? These last six months have been quite busy for me so sadly haven't been able to read as much fic as I would have liked. But I am still here and will continue to create rec lists whenever I get the chance to read more fics. I am also rounding the word counts so please click on the links for the exact word count. :)

it doesn't have to be a snowman by triggeringthehealing (froggydarren) (1/1 | 4K | General)

The Beacon Beans coffee shop is what Stiles would refer to as a lifesaver. They supply his dose of sugar whenever he needs it, they don't ask questions, and their hot chocolate is delicious. And now they're running a snowman building competition where the grand prize would get him an entire year's worth of drinks. Really, all he needs is a partner to team up with. Only everyone else from the pack already seems to have paired up.

Bravery is a Loaded Gun by DefNotForWork (1/1 | 17K | Explicit)

“No, I’m not asexual, Stiles,” Derek said shortly. The teen’s heart sank in his chest, his palms going clammy and his neck prickling with the familiar feeling of rejection. “So then it’s,” Stiles swallowed, throat clogging, unable to give voice to the facts he would much rather ignore. The silence grew between them, growing tense the longer it was left. For the first time in years, Stiles couldn’t speak. The weight of inadequacy held down his typical stream of useless banter. What does one say in this sort of situation? ‘I’m sorry you don’t find me attractive?’ In which the boys speak in half sentences and have two totally different conversations. What they can agree on, eventually, is that they love each other. And that Derek should jerk off more.

Undertow by entanglednow (1/1 | 4K | Mature)

"I don't want you to die because my swirls weren't swirly enough."

Fire and Water by GreyHaven (1/1 | 2K | General)

Derek is full of unspoken words and unexpressed emotions that sear him from the inside out until finally, finally, he allows them to escape into dark ash stains that smear across the harsh white of his notebook. Or, the one in which Derek is compelled to write a story. Turns out, he's writing about Stiles. What will happen when Stiles reads it? Angst and healing and two people finding safety in each other.

eli's parents are so gross (read: in love) by ash_mcj (1/1 | 1K | Teen)

"I would’ve been here earlier, but nobody thought it would be smart to call the one person who’s intimately dealt with the Nogitsune before, so,” Stiles said bitterly as he threw his hands up. "Now I have a list of asses I gotta kick over this very avoidable fiasco. Scott’s first, since he’s the Alpha—I’m pretty sure that’s how that works. His responsibility, or whatever.” The familiar sound of Derek’s car pulling into the driveway caught Eli's attention, and he grinned. “Is Dad on your list?” “Hell yeah, Dad is on my list! Right under Scott.” “Well, he just got home, so—” Stiles didn’t wait to hear the rest of the sentence before stomping off in the direction of the living room—and Eli quickly scrambled to follow him, ready to eavesdrop on what was likely going to be a rather impressive and amusing lecture. [or: eli is glad that stiles is home, since derek has nearly died several times in his absence, but he really wishes they were a little less glad to see each other] -- prompt | a reunion kiss

Ashes, Ashes by ShanaStoryteller (1/1 | 2K | Teen)

The Sheriff gets a call at work - someone's tried to burn down his home with his son inside. "I thought of you coming here, and finding me dead, of another burnt out husk of a body, something else fire has stolen from you, of you having nothing left to grasp but ashes," John can't even call that a whimper, it's clearly a whine as Derek's hands tighten against Stile's hips, as if his boy will shudder to dust at the mere mention of the possibility unless Derek's hands can hold him into one piece, "and that thought was worse than dying."

Love Runs Wild by DevilDoll (1/1 | 9K | Explicit)

"You've got a hickey on the back of your neck!" A Neckz 'n Throats story.

So When Do I Get To Pledge My Loyalty To The Mob? by RedRidingStiles (1/1 | 10K | Mature)

“Are you my sugar daddy?” Stiles blurts out, slapping a hand over his mouth when his brain catches up to his mouth. The man lets out a soft laugh, making his way around the couch till he’s standing just feet away from Stiles. Stiles can smell his cologne from here, it smells heavenly, Stiles kinda wants to bury his face into the guy's chest so he can figure out exactly what it is. “If that’s what you’d like to call it.” The man smiles. Stiles doesn’t think he should be allowed to smile like that. All soft and gorgeous and way too pretty to be legal. He’s still not convinced any of this is real. Stiles loses his wallet, someone returns it along with $5,000. Shit keeps coming, Stiles life doesn't make any sense anymore, he's just going with it. Edited in October 2022

Stiles is My Safe Place by Star_crossed02 (5/5 | 10K | Mature)

Stiles gets bitten by Kali, and after a brief adjustment period, proceeds to co-lead the Hale Pack to defeat the Alpha Pack once and for all. OR What happens when a sassy spark-werefox starts courting an alpha sourwolf?

It feels like a perfect night (for breakfast at midnight) by princecharmingwinks (1/1 | 1K | General)

Stiles is floating on cloud nine. He is absolutely living his best life. It's a Saturday night, he's out with his friends and he's dancing like it's his birthday. Because it is! (Or it will be in 20 minutes, once midnight ticks around). And what better way to celebrate the respectful age of 22 than a night out?

princecharmingwinks special mention (My plane flying companion - I read a new chapter every time I took a new flight)

First Son, Last Chance by orphan_account (12/12 | 60K | Mature)

When First Son Stiles Stilinski, beloved public figure and the bane of his private security team, goes missing without a trace, ex-security officer Derek Hale finds himself tangled up in the world of Argent Security, a world he was forced out of when rumours abounded that he was sleeping with his charges. There's no leads, no time and no way Derek is going to rest until Stiles has been brought home safely. (Inspired by this post.)

That is all folks for 2023! Sorry again for a late addition. See you in the new year. Remember to leave kudos and comments for our wonderful writers.

#sterek #sterek fanfiction #fic rec #teen wolf #stiles stilinski #derek hale #princecharminglists

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neurodivergent-fox-demon · 2 months ago

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Day 4 - Fall Activities

Eli laughed as he tore apart a piece of garlic bread. “So you went to the Jungle to look for Uncle Jackson and ended up surrounded by drag queens?”

“Yep. They kind of adopted me.” Stiles sighed, jerking his shoulders. “They are a great group of people. That is also the night I tried to tell your grandfather that I was questioning my sexuality but he did not believe me.”

Eli smirked. “Bet he believed you when you married Da.”

“That he did.” Stiles hummed, looking around the small restaurant. They were the only people there and it looked like the staff was trying to close up. “Let's go for a walk.”

Eli nodded, gazing around the table. He had not realized how late it had gotten. “I don’t know. Shouldn’t you get me home?”

He raised an eyebrow at his son. “Do you have a curfew I don’t know about?”

“No, Da believes that I’m old enough to make my own decisions about how late I stay out. But I don’t like making him worry.” Eli smiled at him.

Stiles nodded. “We’ll give him a call. I want to spend a little longer with you.” he ran a hand over his face as he guided his son from the restaurant. “Tell me something I don’t know.”

Eli thought for a moment. He had always had a completely open relationship with his fathers. “Well, I’m a gender nonconformist and I’m asexual. I signed up to compete in the drag competition at this year's harvest festival.”

Stiles chuckled softly. “That sounds like a lot of fun.“ He let out a long breath as they walked down the street. “Not that I’m not 100% supportive, but what does gender nonconformist mean?”

Eli laughed loudly. “Just that I don’t prescribe to societal norms on what a person of a gender should act. I like wearing dresses as much as I like jeans. I like cooking and playing rugby. I hate lacrosse, by the way.”

“Oh, hell, I‘ve know that since you were four and wanted a tinkerbell costume for Halloween.” Stiles laughed. He frowned at his son, shaking his head. “Where did I go wrong? Hating lacrosse should be a mortal sin.”

“I’m no good at it, papa.” Eli groaned. “Unless I use my werewolf strengths, which seems unfair.”

“I’m kidding, Eli.” Stiles smiled. “I wasn’t very good at the sport either. It took being bitten for your uncle Scott to gain any skill at the sport.”

Eli nodded, letting out a long sigh. “I’ve missed you, papa. I’m glad you are moving back to Beacon Hills even if you aren’t reconnecting with Da.”

Stiles sighed, shaking his head. “I’m not sure I can ever fully forgive your father for what happened, but I don’t want you to feel like I’m punishing you for his actions.” He scratched at his beard. “Eli, I’m not angry that your father sacrificed himself for you. I would have done the exact same thing.” He stopped to look into his son’s eyes. “I’m upset because he put himself in that position in the first place, neglected to call me and then gave you to Scott instead of leaving you with your family.” He let out a breath. “He essentially took you away from me. I know it’s been 3 years but it feels like yesterday.”

Eli pulled his father into a hug, letting out a breath. “Why did you never talk to me? You just left.”

Stiles chuckled through a fresh batch of tears. “I did not want to put you in the middle of me and your father. And I figured if your father could discard me so easily, I shouldn’t be here. So, I left.”

Eli shook his head. He really did not want to argue with Stiles. Their night was going so well. “But I needed you here. Do you know how much therapy I needed after the nogitsune? Add losing both of my parents to that. Da died, and you abandoned me.”

Stiles sat in the snow, looking up at his son. “I can never express how I am sorry for my part in all of that crap. I never wanted to live in this town, Eli. I begged your father to come to DC with me and he refused. But I still should not have left you. That is all on me.” He chewed his lip and sighed. “I’d understand if you never forgive me.”

Eli sat next to him, looking up at the stars. “I understand that Beacon Hills sucks, but life is shitty everywhere, papa. Uncle Liam went all the way to Japan with Hikari, and they were still attacked by Mr. Harris.”

Stiles laughed. “Yeah, I still can’t believe that asshole is still alive.” He threw an arm over Eli’s shoulder. “How did you get so wise?”

“Buffy the Vampire Slayer, mostly. You know Uncle Peter is obsessed with the show?” Eli laughed. “But in all honesty, lots of therapy.” He sighed, thinking. “I wanted to hate you for leaving but you never failed to come back anytime I called. It honestly never made sense; you were traveling back and forth.”

“It didn’t need to make sense, Eli. The only thing that ever mattered to me was your safety and happiness.” Stiles sighed. “I’d do anything for you.” He thought for a moment and then pulled a single key from his pocket. “This is yours.”

Eli frowned, taking the key. “What is this for? Grandpa already gave me the jeep.”

Stiles laughed. “Because we got tired of you stealing it.” He ran a hand through his hair. “I bought a small apartment grouping. There are only three units and this key is for yours.”

Eli, shook his head. “Why?”

“Several reasons.” He smiled. “You’re an adult now. You are graduating in half a year and you’ll be going to college. So you’ll be wanting your own space. These apartments will be under your name, so it’s a good investment.”

“What if I don’t want to invest in apartments?” Eli frowned.

Stiles smirked. “Then the ownership reverts back to me, and I’ll just put the money in your trust fund.” He pushed the hair from Eli’s face. “You’re an adult now, and honestly much more responsible than I ever was. I trust you can make your own choices here but for now, you have a place you can escape to.”

Eli hugged him tight. “Thank you, papa.”

“You’re welcome.” Stiles smiled into his shoulder.

🐺

Eli walked into his house and smiled at Derek who was sitting at the fire reading a book. “Hey, Da. What are still doing up.”

Derek looked up from his book. “Couldn’t sleep. I’m kind of itching in my own skin.” He stood up, looking over Eli. “Why are you wet?”

“Papa and I kind of laid in the snow.” He shrugged , holding up the key. “Did you know he bought me an apartment?”

“Yeah, he told me.” Derek chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “That's why he was so upset with Peter.”

“What did uncle Peter do this time?” Eli frowned.

Derek chuckled. “Your uncle decided to make sure that all the properties that Stiles looked at were his. Then sold it to him way below market value.” His ears turned pink as he shook his head. “So stiles bought the property with family money, making it look like money laundering.”

Eli started laughing loudly. “When will those two stop fucking with each other?”

“Watch your mouth.” Derek frowned. “And probably never. They enjoy the back and forth too much.” He patted his son on the shoulder. “Get in dry clothes and go to bed. I’ll lock up the house.”

Eli nodded heading up the stairs.

🐺

Lydia stepped into the Washington DC apartment with Stiles. “Wow.” She sighed. “There is nothing here, Stiles. It’s so impersonal.”

Stiles shrugged, placing his few boxes on the table. “I never really saw the point. I went to work and came home. Occasionally I went to visit Isaac in Paris or I went home to visit Eli. All my important possessions are with my dad or Eli.”

Lydia nodded as she began packing dishes. “How bad is it, Stiles?”

“Hmmm?” Stiles frowned as he dug suits out of his small closet. “How bad is what?”

“You’re sick Stiles. I’m not sure how yet, but I can feel it.” Lydia sighed. She had been wanting to ask Stiles about it all week but they had not really been in a good place yet.

Stiles groaned, shaking his head. “It’s nothing a little fresh air can’t fix. I just… all the fighting took a lot out of me. The doctors say I have extreme PTSD. It affected my ability to judge how much alcohol I intook and that affected the health of my liver.”

Lydia sighed, shaking her head. “Dammit, Stiles. You should have come home sooner.” She chewed her lip. “And how long have you been sober?”

Stiles laughed. “Two months. I’m going to be alright.” He pulled a chip from his pocket and tossed it to Lydia. “ I was really good at hiding it. I’ve always been good at hiding things.”

Lydia nodded, looking over the sobriety chip. “Do you have a sponsor back home?”

“Not yet but I’ll find a group.” Stiles shrugged.

“Do Eli and Derek know?” Lydia asked, tilting her head as she handed the chip back to Stiles.

“No, and I really don’t want them to.” He sighed, turning back toward the closet. “My dad knows and they have me on all sorts of medications to deal with the PTSD and depression.”

Lydia laid a hand on his shoulder. “You have to at least tell Eli, Stiles. He deserves to know.”

Stiles shook his head. “What good will it do? He shouldn’t have to worry about me. It’s my job to worry about him.”

“I don’t have an answer for you.” Lydia sighed. “At least you’re coming home.” She pulled her hair back into a ponytail as she got back to work. “Thank you for trusting me.”

“Anytime, Lydia.” He sighed and dug through the closet. He really did not have much but it felt cathartic to pack up this era of his life.

🐺

Peter walked into the house and smiled as he watched Eli. “You should be at the auto shop.”

Eli shrugged. “Malia and I switched shifts. I’m supposed to meet papa at the new apartment in an hour.” He leaned against the counter, pursing his lips. “Why did you help papa get the complex anyway?”

Peter shrugged, sitting at the island. “As I told him, I want to take care of my family. Stiles is not doing too well right now and he needs to be back here with us.” He watched his nephew make a sandwich. “He needs his family and he can’t get that in the capital.”

Eli nodded, looking at the food in front of him. “Why sell him the property so cheaply instead of giving it to him? You’ll get eaten by the taxes.”

Peter smirked. “I know him very well. He would not have taken it. Your father is a proud man, and I have no shame.” He chuckled.

Eli rolled his eyes in typical Hale fashion. “I’m just so confused. Why now and not three years ago?”

“You’ll have to ask Stiles about that. That is not my story to tell.” Peter cleared his throat and lit a cigarette.

“I never get a straight from any of you.” He grumbled as he finished his sandwich. “You always seem to know everything about everyone. How do you manage it?”

“Ah, dear nephew, that is the question. Isn’t it?” Peter chuckled. “That was my job in Talia’s pack, and it has become second nature to me. Keeping secrets is my greatest talent. One day you’ll find a second and that will be his job, keeping your secrets.”

“Papa’s right.” Eli frowned. “You treat our family like the mafia.”

Peter smirked. “A pack is remarkably similar. We hide in the shadows, keep the area safe, make deals with neighboring families, and kill only if we really need to. I may have taken that last point to extreme, once upon a time.”

Eli, chuckled. “That is an understatement. You tried to kill Kate, uncle Chris, and a shit load of other hunters.”

“Yes, well, they set my family on fire. I was out of my mind.” Peter raised a brow at him. “Did your fathers ever tell you how they stopped me?”

“Yeah, malitolve cocktail and they ripped your throat out.” Eli nodded, taking a bite from his sandwich. “You were dead like what, two weeks?”

Peter bobbed his head side to side. “About. And Stiles has not stopped calling me Zombie Wolf since.” He smiled. “And since he threw that cocktail at me, he has not stopped fighting.” He put the cigarette out. “Give Stiles a bit of slack. He’ll let you know that part of himself eventually.”

Eli nodded, raising his brow. “Is that why you’re here?”

Peter nodded. “I’m sure your father has mentioned once or twice that I stick my nose where it doesn’t belong.” He chuckled. “Honestly, how does everyone put up with me.”

“I have no idea.” Eli snarked.

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