#emissary!stiles

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Hi! I love your page and I’m hoping you can help me 🫶🏿 I’m looking for a fic where for some reason Stiles dies sometimes? And one day Derek finds Stiles dead (or maybe he dies in front of Derek?) and when Stiles comes back to life Derek kills him again because he doesn’t believe it’s him. My favorite part about the fic is that Stiles doesn’t forgive Derek right away. I hope this is enough lol

Hi @xxcuriosity! Anon says it's this one.

False Dawn (Stiles, it's called zodiacal light) by ElisAttack

(3/3 I 11,145 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles wakes up in the middle of the woods with no memory of how he got there.

Or the one where Stiles can't die, but people keep hurting him anyway.

[dropofbittersea]

Derek saves a nymph from being somebody's Christmas decoration. As a reward, the nymph grants him a twig of mistletoe.

If Derek had known the mistletoe would come to life and goad him into kissing people at random, he might have tried to refuse.

*

Of course, Derek doesn’t notice. Not at first. How would he, when he’s alone? The mistletoe can’t do anything to him when he’s alone. It just sits in the house, hung above the fireplace, next to his tiny Christmas tree. Only when he shows up at Scott’s to return Melissa’s stepladder—Lydia and Stiles insisted he put up Christmas lights—does he realize the gift’s true purpose.

Melissa lifts one corner of her mouth in a wry smile and tells him, “You’ve got a little something right—” and reaches up above his head.

[spn-racer]

If anyone writes this, and I know there are enough talented sterek fans to do it, I would so love it. A+ posters 😍

The Hale Chronicles: Promotional Character Posters. [Series coming to you soon. In your dreams, where it will be perfect.]

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Peter's Vows

When Derek is born, there is an earthquake. Beacon Hills is many things, but it is not a place of earthquakes. This is an anomaly, this sudden shaking of the land, and Peter watches Talia go through the pain of birthing a cub, and he makes note of how her cries resonate with the moving earth. As the baby is brought to the world of the living, the earth shakes more; giddy, Peter thinks of the land. Giddy at this baby's birth. That's what it is.

The town reels with the destruction, however minimal it seems to be. It is the strangeness of the earthquake that has the people in a panic, and it takes two days of Mayor Yukimura calling for council meetings and community barbecues that they begin to somehwat calm down.

The baby is named Derek on the first day itself, born underneath the Nemeton, his pale blue eyes reflecting the moonlight in silver hues. Talia sobs with relief, Nathan beside her, stroking her hair. Laura is back at the pack house, safely tucked in the bed, the rest of the pack members keeping watch. Talia had wanted to bring her with them, fearing the worst of the anomaly, but their mom had convinced her to not do it. The birth of the Alpha's cub is a big deal, but it is also private: only the Mate, Emissary and Left Hand are allowed to be present, for comfort, safety, and protection, respectively.

It has been tradition since ages, and Talia is the last person to break it.

Derek is a calm baby. Sleeps through the night, doesn't cry for attention. Only does it for feeding, his survival instinct as strong as his lungs. Peter adores him, even if he may never admit it to anyone.

He is also curious about the boy. Why an earthquake? It cannot be a coincidence. Truly, he wonders how some people can be so dumb. Calling it a coincidence is insulting to the Powers That Be, which must have called upon such a natural reaction of the land for a reason. Derek is a special boy, and Peter vows to find out how.

Besides his incredibly compassionate heart, that is.

It is in his eyes, which have slowly turned into a kaleidoscope of colors, the kindness of him. Derek's trust is not so easily earned, but once it is, it is extremely difficult to dislodge it.

Derek is a boy destined to become a kind man, one that will be an Alpha with mercy in his heart but cunning in his mind. Peter sees the makings of it right from the beginning, the way the boy will procure solutions to his own problems as well as those he deems important to him. Laura is the first born and thus has the claim to being the next Hale Alpha, however Peter knows, somehow, perhaps instinctually, that Derek will be the Alpha.

Another piece of the puzzle falls in place when their emissary falls pregnant. She's an amazing woman, Claudia. Peter likes her wit and humor, and he enjoys the perspective of her husband, the deputy, and if luck is on his side, soon-to-be Sheriff of Beacon Hills. Peter is happy for the couple.

He is, also, astonished to see an almost five-year-old Derek climb onto Claudia's lap one morning, his small fists rubbing against his eyes, and his nose scrunching determinedly to find a scent.

Peter remembers the conversation well.

"Derek, honey? What are you trying to find?"

"Mine," is what Derek growls in reply to Claudia, and shoves his nose against her barely-showing belly.

Peter's laughing figure is shot out of the end of the couch and onto the floor by Claudia's impeccable throw of one of the decorative pillows from said couch.

Thereafter, it was peculiar but not unseemly to find Derek following beside Claudia, his whole little being focused on the life forming inside her. And when the night came, Peter wasn't at all surprised to witness the thunderstorm.

Claudia had plans of giving birth in the hospital, but due to miscalculated steps, or simply because of reasons not privy to them, the best possible option left for her seemed to be below the Nemeton.

John had lost his damn mind at the prospect. "It's raining! Heavily!"

"Talia gave birth in an earthquake," Claudia says through gritted teeth, "And the baby doesn't care, nor do I, John. It is—"

Her words are cut off by another scream, and she is right, of course. It is time.

Talia, John, and Peter are the only ones who should go with her, but Derek, the little sneaky wolf that he seems to have become, follows them. It isn't until halfway through that John, the human, realizes his presence first.

They move forward with the determined little boy, who is all sopping wet in his wolf onesie, and really, this is no laughing matter. Except it is.

Claudia is brought below the Nemeton, and the tree, big and branching and beautiful, hums in their presence. The canopy of it sheds them some, but not completely.

And so, under hard rain and sharp thunderstorms, Mieczysław Stilinski is born, his little body almost white under the moonlight, and his eyes, when they open, a shock of topaz, like a glinting jewel; a fallen angel, Peter thinks.

Derek carefully wraps the baby in the blanket Talia removes from the packed bag, her movements locked onto her son's and the baby's, while John tends to his wife.

Peter watches. He notes the way the baby is calmest in Derek's arms, the way Derek is mesmerized.

This is more than just being True Mates.

True Mates itself are the rarest of occurrences, but something tells him this is more than that. The earthquake, and this sudden rain, in April of all things, simply cannot be coincidence. There must be a reason, one that Peter must uncover.

In the coming years, he dedicates his time to the quest, and finds that, oh, this is something unique indeed.

Unique to the point of legend.

Of course, he gathers facts before telling anyone. Derek's control goes onto the list, as does his ability to switch between his shift as easy as breathing. Having such control at the age of seven is almost impossible, but he has it without the growing ego that would have inflated anyone else's with the amount of praise he gets.

Stiles, as Derek had nicknamed Mieczysław almost immediately post his arrival in the world, is no human. His mother's line has some pretty strong magical abilities, but the kind of power that this boy exudes surpasses imagination. Nobody notices at first, not even Peter, until Stiles is a couple of months past his third birthday. It truly isn't until Derek, almost nine, comes down from his room one day into the kitchen, says, "Which packet, Stiles?" that they realize it.

"Honey, he isn't a wolf. He cannot hear you," Nathan tells him, but Derek just shrugs.

"He is for today."

Peter hears the, "Blue one! Blue one! Blue is sooo pretty, Derek!" from Stiles, who is definitely sitting in Derek's room, upstairs.

Derek grabs the blue packet and goes upstairs, and Peter follows, followed by Talia and Nathan, who beckon Claudia as well.

Stiles sitting on the floor, a myriad of toys around him, while the packets of chips sit beside him, torn open, evidently by Derek's claws, who himself is playing with Stiles.

And they're both being fed flying chips.

The three wolves turn to Claudia as one. Her shaking head and awed face is enough to clue them in, and really, Peter thinks, this is fucking incredible.

Powers don't manifest as early as this in magic wielders. They're more of the puberty package, tied to emotions at the beginning rather than will.

This is... defying it.

Peter loves to see when the next piece of the puzzle will fall.

And it does oh so enticingly.

Years later, when Derek is fourteen and Stiles is almost nine, comes the first trial. The Alpha Summit & The Argent Treaty.

Peter doesn't believe Gerard's words to do no harm, so he sets up precautions in place. It pays off, because during the summit, he almost ends up blinding Deaucalion — something that could have turned super bad if left unchecked.

Gerard's attack is met with swift retaliation, but somehow, only his goons end up dead. Gerard himself remains free, and through sheer will, maybe, the old man manages to kidnap Laura.

By the time the adults sniff out their cub, they're too late.

Not in the sense of Laura being hurt, but in the terms of missing the action, somewhat.

When they enter the warehouse, they are faced with Gerard being held down by a black wolf, fangs around his neck, the eyes of the creature a deep, ruby red. Deeper than Talia's. At first, they all assume it to be one of the visiting Alphas, but then they realize Stiles' presence, too, and it clicks.

Stiles frees Laura from the painful looking electric rod, and comes back to Derek, coaxes him back to his human form as Peter and Nathan take care of the psychopath.

Laura lets Talia mother her, and then says, "We'll have two Alphas."

Talia looks at the now human Derek, and eyes shining with pride, she nods. "Come here, both of you," she beckons, and the boys run, Stiles' chattering a comforting sound for all of them.

A few weeks later, Derek admits to everyone he has a new friend, and talks about her often. Paige this, Paige that. Laura teases him, restrained in her words, trying not to upset Derek's control. Even Cora pulls back. Stiles, though, is almost worse.

He riles Derek to the point of him using his Alpha voice to shut up, and the whole Pack silences itself, even Talia. Stiles, though — an exception to all things sane — doesn't back down. The voice doesn't work on him, and Derek isn't phased by it. However, the smell of guilt filters through their home, and Stiles' sigh is followed by comforting words. There is no apologizing though.

Soon, they'll learn from Derek himself that he hates that everyone is walking on eggshells. That is why he kept bringing up Paige, so that someone would tease him, uncle Peter, Laura, Cora. Or that Stiles would rile him up.

"Why would he, though? He should be happy for you. I am." Cora's words are met with a laugh from Derek, and a groan of embarrassement from Stiles.

"He's weirdly possessive — don't push me, you know you are."

"Alright," Stiles sighs, "I am."

"And Paige is a great friend, but I don't nearly think about her as much as I might have let you all believe."

And that is when Peter sees it. The blink-and-you-will-miss-it purple flash of Stiles' eyes. Peter doesn't put thought into why now; he simply focuses on completing the puzzle.

And he does. True Alpha and Purple Eyes? That's easy.

That's legend.

Set in stone as the first Alpha and the first Emissary as well as Spark, who, arguably, also set in stone the sword of Excalibur.

That part of the legend has questionable sources, though. Sure, Merlin Emrys is, as per theories, the most powerful sorcerer of all time, and Arthur Pendragon the greatest ruler, the once and future king, but it doesn't have as much merit.

What Peter is sure about is that somehow, the Powers That Be decided that this is the pack to send these two to.

He watches Stiles argue about the best type of pasta with Derek, and thinks, suddenly, that perhaps this is their happy ending. What legends end happy? None. So this must be their time to be happy.

Peter vows another quest, then. To always protect Derek and Stiles.

[jade-bright]

Taking absolute inspiration from this wonderful post [x]

Stiles: You will do well to remember, that I was a member of the Hale pack. I have killed people.

The betas or something: I thought you were an emissary-

Stiles: I had bad days.

[takaraphoenix]

They really gave Stiles magic for one episode and we all, collectively and rightfully so, assumed they'd do, you know, virtually anything at all with it so we took it and ran with it and fleshed it out beautifully and have hundreds of thousands of words written on Spark!Stiles and how his magic potential could have come into play in the show.

Meanwhile the writers room of the show were collectively picking their noses and brainstorming the worst ways to kill off beloved characters in dumbass plotlines.

[hedwig221b]

high school/college witch Stiles who learned magic with his mother and she always taught him to use his power for good and not for selfish reasons, and after his mother died he always remembered her teachings.

But then he meets Derek and there's always girls basically throwing themselves at him despite Derek making it clear that he's not interested, and so he begins using some spells to play pranks on those girls, like really low level stuff, like dropping drinks on them, making them itch, or even a weak laxative, and he feel so guilty because he thinks he's being selfish by pushing those girls away from Derek, and going against everything his mother taught him, and that Derek will hate him if he ever finds out what Stiles is doing.

meanwhile Derek is completely aware of what Stiles is doing, and thinks it's really cute how possessive Stiles is, though unlike Stiles he feels no guilt in removing any guy that even looks twice in Stiles direction.

JEALOUS OBLIVIOUS WITCH STILES YES!!!! POSSESSIVE DEREK WHO'S HEAD OVER HEELS FOR STILES AND DOESN'T HIDE IT YES!!!

Everything in this ask is perfection 👌🏻 chef's kiss 💋

[biggukuma]

A fanfiction or a series (my god, a series about this) in which Eli explains (in the voiceover for the series?) just how weird his family is.

Starting with Eli's many aunts and uncles, 3/4 of whom share no blood ties with him. ( Yes, the puppy pack is part of the Hale pack. Yes, Alec was Eli's babysitter. )

( Erica and Boyd would have twins about the same age as Eli. Why would that be? I have no idea. )

( For those who love Scott/Isaac/Allison, they would have 4 children. Yes, exactly, so that 3 of them would come from duos and the last one would come into the world thanks to the magic and presence of 3 DNAs. )

(The whole pack would not live in the huge mansion that is the Stilinski-Hale mansion. Thiam and Morey would have their own place. Sheriff would have refused to move in. )

Then his cousins, of all ages, each more unusual and annoying than the last. With whom he shares the same grimaces when they learn that most of their parents have gone out with each other.

( - Sweet Home Alabama-

- Shut up! )

His dziadzia, who had never been angry with him for ruining his wallpaper (he had every reason to be. They were horrible drawings-) and who had taught him to lie to his tata while making him promise never to lie, understood, you little rascal, when they went to get the greasiest order in the whole fast-food restaurant. And his babcia and his abuela and his abuelo and his tias and his tios and his primos and his primas he knew only in grave form.

Finally, his dads, who look like they hate each other half the time or would kill someone if it made the other half smile. His two dads who have criminal records but brunch with the station cops once a month. His two dads who are both biologically men and who have biologically managed to have a child together.

(Eli politely asks anyone who jokes about him being his parents' little shit to fuck off. His dads told him his tata had a C-section, okay ?!)

A fanfic or series in which we discover the famous Hale Pack that has risen from the ashes and is so feared and respected. Where we discover how Eli feels so alienated from the pack he loves and cherishes, so alienated from his family. How Eli feels he's not cut out to be the next Alpha of the pack. How certain Eli is that he'll never be anything like his incredible, powerful, famous dads, no matter how many times he's told he's the spitting image of Stiles or has Derek's eyes and sourwolf face.

Eli sees himself as the boring kid in this extraordinary family, the boring offspring of a rich heir to a famous werewolf pack, a bad boy with a tragic past in his youth, a DILF today with his dad's super skills, a fair and fierce true Alpha (alive and not DEAD) and an FBI agent as sarcastic as he is intelligent, a supernatural detective in his spare time, a fearsome spark, emissary and Alpha mate. Like the good old cliché of the character with no friends but his cousins and an overpowering entourage, so beloved and popular and so much more remarkable and interesting script-wise than he is.

(Perhaps Eli never could and never will be able to shift? Perhaps being human is in part the source of his fear.)

And being the good old cliché that he is, he apparently becomes interesting when he gets superpowers. (Stiles is not at all happy that the Nemeton has chosen him to be its guardian. In fact, no one in his family seems happy. Great.)

[andromara]

Moodboard

Mischief

[sadlyashortgirl]

Help me find a fic I just lost

What I remember:

Derek and Stiles where on a plane and they didn’t know each other, the werewolf part still exists

Derek is a author and Stiles is reading his book not knowing Derek wrote it and when Derek asks Stiles what’s wrong Stiles starts talking about how two characters should get together

The characters are some hunter guy and some dragon guy and then I think the hunters friend did something that made the dragon guy hurt and hunter guy helps/saves him

It’s a alive hale family au and stiles is a spark in training

(I apologise if I have any spelling mistakes or grammar mistakes, English is not my first language and any fics that are something like this are also appreciated. I’d also like some Sterek fanfic recommendations)

[christinesficrecs]

Hi! I'm looking for sterek fanfic. It was one chapter(?) on AO3. The story takes place outside Beacon Hills. Derek (as a beta) comes to the territory of another pack and wants to become a forest ranger? The alpha of this pack doesn’t want to agree because he senses an alpha in Derek. Derek says he gave up his alpha spark for his sister. Then Stiles appears, as an emissary of this pack. Stiles somehow helps Derek and Derek becomes alpha again.

I don't think I know this one.

[alicetallula]

Sterek Bingo 2024 - A2 - Glowing Eyes - ‘My Anchor’ - 23.07.2024

First drawing for the @sterekbingo

A1 - Cowboy AU / A3 - Band AU // B1 - Fairty Tale AU / B2 - Mob AU / B3 - Alternate Universe // C1 - Zombie / C2 - Demon Deals / C3 - Crossover

'My Anchor' - 23.07.2024

I wanted to go with something simple with Derek's pretty glowing blue eyes and the headcanon of Stiles's Emissary eyes shining purple 😊💙����

Done using alcohol markers, ink pens, gel pens, acrylic paint pens, metallic watercolors and Photoshop for the title

AO3 post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Pillowfort post / Twitter post

Done using alcohol markers, ink pens, gel pens, acrylic paint pens and metallic watercolors

AO3 post / DeviantArt post / Instagram post / Pillowfort post / Twitter post

[dropofbittersea]

Where Derek's skills at thinking on his feet mean that he and Stiles have to act. For the sake of Stiles' dad, of course, for the sake of the pack. No personal interest interference at all, whatsoever. Right.

-0-

“Why does my dad say that you and your boyfriend are a bad influence on me?”

“What?”

“Yeah, what boyfriend? Dude, you are not allowed to not tell me crap like this. You didn't think I'd like be a douchebag or something. Right?”

“No, wait, what? I have no boyfriend.”

“He says you were with him at the police station.”

Stiles blinks. “Uhm. Oh shit.”

[sterekbros]

You Led Me Home by Winchesterek | WIP

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationship: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Mates Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Magical Stiles Stilinski, Emissary Stiles Stilinski, Alpha Laura Hale, Laura Hale Lives, Lydia Martin & Stiles Stilinski Friendship, Magic, The Magic Box, Magical Bond, Mates, Masturbation, Beta Derek Hale, POV Derek Hale, POV Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things, Derek Hale Loves Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale is a Softie, Stiles Stilinski Loves Derek Hale, Past Kate Argent/Derek Hale, Fluff, Versatile Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Summary: Stiles lives in Beacon Hills. He’s always lived in Beacon Hills. He’s a Gajos and he’s descended from his mother’s Emissary line that is tied to the land, which is his to protect. He also happens to run a local magic shop, The Magic Box, and provides locals with plenty of fake magic spells to keep his business afloat; it also caters to his other clientele that come to him for real magic problems. He’s sort of the magic guru, being a druid and all. Enter Derek Hale, back from New York after years away with his sister, Laura. The Hale twins (Laura is a whole 45 seconds older, damnit, which she won’t let Derek forget) haven’t been back to Beacon Hills since their family burned. The Hales have returned to reclaim their family territory and deal with their estate, finally healing the loss they’ve harbored for so long. They also need an Emissary and Stiles doesn’t have an Alpha despite having a rag-tag group of supernatural creatures as his pack.

[whitedahlia13]

That’s Where You’ll Find Me

Chapter 18: The Emissary

Fandom: Teen Wolf / The Wizard of Oz AU

Characters: Stiles + Lydia, Prada, Allison, Scott, Alan Deaton, Bobby Finstock

Dorothy walked boldly through and found herself in a wonderful place. - L. Frank Baum, The Wizard of Oz

Lydia’s heart is pounding. Noah is uncharacteristically still beside her. After four days travelling together, the only thing between them and the answers to their questions is a door.

She isn’t sure how long they stare at that door, nor which of them moves first, but she is sure that when their fingers graze and hastily knit together, it’s exactly what she needs. She needs to be touching him, needs his support.

The way he’s squeezing back tells her that he needs her just as much. So does the way he looks to her as he lifts his other hand to the grain.

She gives him a reassuring nod. With that, he takes a breath and knocks three times.

“You may enter,” a familiar voice calls from the other side.

Noah turns the knob, and they cross the threshold together with Alli and Scott close behind.

“Come in, come in.” The Emissary stands, waving them closer. “Welcome.”

His greeting instantly puts Lydia at ease. It doesn’t hurt that he’s the mirror image of Alan Deaton, average height, smooth brown skin, kind eyes, trimmed goatee. He wears a crisp white shirt, a cobalt blue, diamond pattern tie, and navy slacks. His jacket hangs neatly on the back of his chair. 

The office is sophisticated and bright with floor to ceiling windows overlooking the city. The furnishings are classic, streamlined in design with impeccable craftsmanship. Two of the walls house built-in bookshelves, and the floors are hardwood, overlayed with a forest-green area rug.

“You must be Lydia Martin,” the Emissary says warmly.

Read more: ao3

🏷️ @folglore13, @kylermalloy (drop a comment if you’d like to be tagged for upcoming chapters)

[jade-bright]

Stiles and Peter at any given moment...

Talia: *sigh* then it's decided, Stiles will be joining us in meeting Satomi and if anyone unwanted shows up-

Stiles: Then we sick the attack dog on 'em

Derek: *facepalms*

Peter: *deadpan stare*

-

Laura: I'm going out for a run!

Talia: Sorry, not tonight dear, it's still raining and I don't think either of us are interested in cleaning up the mess that'll be your fur

Peter: Not to worry, I'm sure our resident little spark will be able to make the rain stop, won't you sweetheart

Stiles: *sitting in Derek's lap, the reason it's raining and can't figure out how to stop it, glaring at Peter*

-

But also...

Some anti-human in packs Alpha: And if you're sure that your, "honorary" human can create a strong enough ward then-

Peter: That's "Emissary" for you Alpha ___, and it'd be in your best interest to respect his title if you wish to continue our alliance *smiles cruelly*

Stiles: *standing to the left of Peter, face completely neutral but losing it internally at the alpha and his pack's expressions*

-

Talia: I'll be going myself and that's final, the alphas are seeking my guidance not a fight

Stiles: At least bring Peter, he's your Left hand, was raised knowing the same stuff as you, it would still establish strength, and it'd be less egotistical than you going by yourself

Peter: *lounging on a chair seeming uninterested, but warmed that Stiles sees him on an equal, if not similar, pedestal as his sister*