#paramedic!derek hale

[imagine-sterek]

Imagine cop stiles tries to go on every call involving someone who’s having a mental issue so he can make sure they’re okay and being taken care of. Cause he remembers his mom having an episode and becoming violent and the cop who came (before his dad got there) hurt her trying to stop her. Also paramedic Derek who shows up as well to take the patient to get medical care and always appreciates stiles being there.

I can imagine the both of them visiting the people they’re called out to (at home or in the hospital) to build a bond so that if they’re called out again, the person knows them and don’t get scared by a stranger showing up.

Some cases are difficult, some get violent and Derek is relieved to have Stiles there and some remind Stiles of his mother and he’s glad to have Derek there, the guy who - with one look - understands Stiles. But more often than not, they’re called out to misunderstandings, are able to talk people down, or just drop in now and then to see if they’re okay or if they need any help with anything.

[sterekbros]

Begin Again (1173 words) by Winchesterek Chapters: 1/? (WIP) Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Erica Reyes Additional Tags: Paramedic Stiles Stilinski, Firefighter Derek Hale, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, True Alpha Derek Hale, Good Pack Alpha Derek Hale, Omegaverse Alpha Derek Hale, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omegaverse Omega Stiles Stilinski, Packless Omega Stiles Stilinski, POV Derek Hale, POV Stiles Stilinski

Stiles’ heart was pounding in his ears as he reached in through the broken window, feeling for a pulse point. He couldn't believe what he’d just witnessed. Not only was it a hit-and-run, but they’d also shot the girl before they took off.

“Hey, hey. Stay with me. What’s your name?” he asked her as she drifted in and out of consciousness. She mumbled ‘Erica’ before she slipped away again and Stiles tried to yank the door open but it was jammed.

Then he saw it. The bullet wound was smoking. He grabbed her shirt and pulled it aside to look at her shoulder. There were black lines surrounding the wound.

“Shit.” He knew then that she was a werewolf and the people that attacked her were hunters. They likely only left her because they thought the bullet would do her in. If she were human, Stiles wouldn't dare move her because of any injuries she might have from the accident.

But she wasn't human. If he could get the bullet out and heal the wound, she would heal any other injuries on her own.

Stiles reached in to grab her under her arms and hauled her out of the broken window. He laid her out on the ground and ripped her shirt open around the collar, then slung his backpack off. “Alright, hang in there. We’re gonna get this out.”

He fished his pocket knife out of his bag, then took a deep breath before digging in for the bullet. Stiles removed it effectively and tossed it on the ground.

“Almost done. Just have to take care of this wolfsbane. You’re doing great,” he told her even if she didn't respond. It was a habit that Stiles had, always talking to his patients as if they were conscious enough to hear him even when they weren't.

Stiles pulled out a vial of wolfsbane from his bag and prayed that it was the right strain as he opened it, dumped some onto the wound, and packed it in. He capped it and threw it back into his bag, then grabbed his lighter and lit it. It sparked and smoked and Erica started convulsing.

His heart started evening out as the black lines disappeared and the wound healed, leaving Erica lying still on the ground. “Oh, thank god.”

Then she breathed deeply and blinked at him, her eyes glazed and confused.

“You’re okay,” Stiles breathed. “I called the ambulance when the accident happened. I know you’re a werewolf and I healed your wolfsbane poisoning. The ambo should be here any minute.”

She tried to talk and Stiles shook his head, stopping her from rising before she passed out again. He looked up to see lights flashing as an ambulance pulled up.

“What happened?” a woman asked as she exited the ambulance, while another went around to the back to get a transfer board and gurney from what Stiles could see.

“It was a hit and run. Her vitals are good and I can't tell if there are any head injuries, but there are no visual fractures. She’s been in and out of consciousness.”

“You moved her?” the woman asked, giving him a judgemental look.

“I made sure to stabilize her neck as best as I could while she was moved,” he lied and there was no evidence that he’d done so.

“Alright, we got it from here.”

Stiles watched as the other medic came and they transferred her onto the board, strapped her to the gurney, and loaded her into the back of the ambulance.

Before Stiles could react, everything was silent. He looked at the wrecked car and sighed, running a hand over his face and packed up his backpack. So much for having a stress-free life in Beacon Hills. He really should have stayed at Berkeley.

***

It had been an hour since Erica had been admitted to Beacon Hills Memorial and Derek was beside himself with worry. He’d gotten there as soon as he could. Erica had been in and out of consciousness even though the doctors told him there was nothing wrong with her. He could smell the wolfsbane on her skin, but the poison had left her system as far as Derek could tell.

He held her hand and sighed, raising it to scent her and press his cheek against it. “Come on, Erica. Wake up.” Please.

As if she heard his please, her voice broke into his thoughts with, “You know me. I survive on drama.”

Her voice was hoarse, but still light and teasing. Derek looked up, relief washing through him. “If you needed some attention, all you had to do was tell me. Really, enlisting the hospital wasn't necessary.”

Erica laughed and then raised her free hand to hold her head. “I feel like I have the worst hangover.” She sighed. “What happened to my car?”

”They took it to the impound lot to inventory it. I think the officer said it was totaled.” He squeezed her hand and assured her, “Well get you another one.”

”Fucking hunters. I swear. They came out of nowhere and rammed me, then shot me with fucking wolfsbane,” Erica grumbled.

“Hunters?” Derek’s brows rose in concern. “I scented the wolfsbane on you, but I didn't see any wounds… how did you remove it?”

Erica paused, looking thoughtful as she held Derek’s hand tighter. “There was a man… he helped me.” She frowned and rubbed at her eyes before she sighed. “I don't remember much… just spots.”

Spots? That made Derek frown more, his thumb idly stroking over the back of Erica’s hand as he tried to soothe her. “So he helped you?”

”Well I’m alive so that’s the only explanation that I have,” Erica replied and rested her head against a pillow.

Derek tried to pick up the scent of whoever it was that helped Erica, but he couldn't find much on her. There was something sweet lingering on her skin, but they’d removed her clothes when she was admitted to the hospital so he wouldn't find it there. “Well, whoever he is, I’ll have to owe him. Hale’s repay their debts.”

”I don't think he’ll feel like you owe him. I mean. Why would he save me if he was expecting something out of it and then not show up to the hospital?” Erica closed her eyes and squeezed Derek’s hand again. “Really, I’m okay. When can we leave?”

Derek glanced at the door, giving Erica another once over before he stood. “I’ll check with the doctors. I brought you a change of clothes since they said the others were ruined in the wreck.”

He released Erica’s hand and stood. “I’ll be back.”

He wiped his hands on his jeans and went to find a doctor. Derek wanted to get Erica out of there just as much as Erica wanted to leave. He hated hospitals.

And whoever saved Erica, Derek knew he owed them. He made a silent promise to find out who it was whenever things were quiet again.

[sugarplumprincess2003]

I think as Derek fans we have done a disservice in choosing the perfect profession for him - like yeah, he'd be great at sports, fine being a deputy, and all, but like Derek as a fireman has so much potential! I have read only few fanfics where he has been a firefighter, and I want moreeee! Like being a fireman is perfect for him in any au - his family died in fire, he fights trauma, becomes a firefighter in NY, and yada yada. Hale family is alive! well, no problem - he was a jock in high school, he grows up, decides he wants to be the saving kinda guy, becomes a firefighter in Beacon Hills.

There is so much potential here. And ofc Sterek being the relationship would be the icing on the cake what with him either being a paramedic, EMT, or like whatever profession.

SO, this is a humble request to Sterek fanfic writers - please, please, write few fics with Derek as a firefighter.

Reason for my Firefighter Derek Hale obsession is this fic that I have read a million times and keep going back to - Fireman Derek's Crazy Pie [Cheeseburger Baby] (17698 words) by owlpostagain (couldn't find their tumblr blog link) Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Laura Hale, Scott McCall, Allison Argent, Jackson Whittemore, Lydia Martin, Danny Māhealani, Isaac Lahey, Erica Reyes, Sheriff Stilinski, Talia Hale Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Human, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Underage Drinking, Misuse of Fire Alarms, Negative Zero Knowledge of Pie, This Was Only Supposed to be a Drabble, Fluff, Abuse of Italics and Parenthetical Asides, oblivious!Stiles, Oblivious!Derek, Lots of Oblivious!Trope, fireman derek, Alternate Universe - College/University, College Student Stiles Summary: “He can't blame me for the fact that I live in a building full of people united in the singular effort to ogle Hot Fireman as often as humanly possible." Laura laughs, loud and echoing in the empty restaurant. "Hot firemen can make a girl do crazy things," she agrees, nodding towards her brother's name on the menu. "Derek won't let me date anyone from his company, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the eye candy." "Send them my way," Stiles suggests, finally loading up a forkful of pie. "Apparently I'm incompetent enough that I need to be babysat at all times, because it would be cheaper than dispatching a truck every time I try to use a kitchen appliance."

You can also check out the tag - Firefighter Derek Hale

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Any enemies to lovers future AU Sterek fics? At first they annoy each other just as much as they used to, but ofc that changes. Thanks, ur awesome

Oh definitely.

magical protection at the hands of a snarky spark by sychia_rin

(1? I 341 I General)

Stiles stormed his way through the room. The ward he literally just made felt broken.

He eyed the tall man standing on the balcony as he turned to face him, he quirked up an eyebrow looking as shocked as that grumpy face could get him. He must be some newbie guard.

"I just put that ward there shitface. Shoo," Stiles motioned for him to move. The guard stood in place, watching Stiles as he stomped closer.

....

Where an overworked Stiles works for the (royalish?) Hale family doing magical tasks. Vaguely Merlin inspired if you squint.

royal blue fits better with Derek by 08JustLizeth80

(1/1 I 3,129 I Mature)

Where Derek Hale is the prince of England and Stiles is the (extremely) ineloquent and mouthy first son of the United States.

Or

Where Stiles thinks royalty is such an archaic concept it shouldn’t even exist (which has nothing to do with his inadequate and totally not existing crush on the prince).

Knot Your Typical College Romance by stilesanderek (minxxx)

(1/1 I 51,546 I Explicit)

In which Stiles loves studying at Beacon Hills Supernatural University and even though he loves his group of friends, he just wishes that Derek wasn't included in it. Stiles hates the guy fiercely, and he knows it's completely mutual, and what he also knows it's completely mutual is the hate boner they both have going on for each other. What happens after they finally hookup after years of tension, though, isn't something Stiles ever signed up for.

“Shut the fuck up, Stilinski,” Derek hisses, their foreheads less than half a dozen of inches apart.

“Oh yeah, big guy?” Stiles says, stuffing his chest in defiance, licking his mouth once and then finally saying, “Make me.”

all you have is your fire by hansuckss

(7/? I 20,624 I Mature)

“Why wouldn’t I? I mean, if it’s a matter of saving someone’s life. You know,” Derek smirked. “There are lots of things I can do for an hour.”

Everyone knows they can count on Stiles Stilinski, the most composed paramedic at the fire station, and he takes pride in his work. At least until a new firefighter shows up. The newest firefighter-in-training, Derek Hale, is a former football player with a huge hero complex and limitless energy. And until fate brings them together, Stiles can put up with the man's presence. Sparks fly—not in a positive way. The fact that Derek is hotter than the fires he puts out and annoyingly charming doesn't help.

Help Wanted (But Not Really) by reillyblack

(9/9 I 26,096 I Mature)

"Stiles, I'll clear up your confusion about the position. Derek here needs someone to live with him. He's a difficult person to live with, so I won't sugarcoat that. But his responsibilities at the company right now make it impossible for him to actually take care of himself and his home. That would be your job," Laura explained.

Both Stiles and Derek objected at the same time.

Five Times Detective Stilinski and Fire Captain Hale Had Sex In Public, and One Time They Did It In A Bed by bleep0bleep

(7/7 I 32,853 I Explicit)

"Did you say--" Stiles starts.

"What?" Derek growls.

"We're not a couple!" they both retort in unison.

"We're not together," Stiles insists.

Lydia coughs pointedly. "An incident report filed by 87th Precinct Captain Erica Reyes. March twenty-fifth, eight p.m. Came back to the precinct to grab my coat, only to hear Stilinski banging his new boyfriend in the holding cell."

Words Cannot Espresso How Much You Bean to Me by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)

(1/1 I 68,366 I Teen)

“You’re late,” Derek informed him coldly, jaw clenched. He barely even moved his mouth to speak. This guy was seriously scary.

And because Stiles was suicidal, he said, “No, I’m Stiles.”

The look he got could’ve curdled milk. Stiles even noticed that Derek’s muscles were tensing, arms bulging even more and wow this guy was scary and hot but mostly scary holy shit.

“You’re not funny,” Derek informed him coldly.

Stiles shrugged. “I think that’s a matter of opinion.”

Like it or Not by Halevetica

(56/56 I 80,902 I Not Rated)

Stiles works as the editorial assistant at Vogue. He loves everything about his job except for his boss, Derek Hale. Derek Hale is the worst and Stiles hates him. But when Derek drags him to the yearly awards dinner within the company, he is forced to play boyfriend for the night to make Derek's ex jealous. Things couldn't get much worse...or so Stiles thought.

(Fuck you they said) As they threw their threads from their wedding bed by dearericbittle (dutchmoxie)

(9/9 I 96,199 I Mature)

First Son Stiles Stilinski just accidentally caused an international incident. And apparently the only way to save human-werewolf relations is to marry him off to Prince Derek of Triskele. Stiles is going to need all of his acting skills to make the marriage look real, because the Prince is kind of a fucking asshole.

Enemy Lines by qhuinn (tekla)

(17/17 I 149,179 I Explicit)

This is the story of werewolf Derek Hale and human Stiles Stilinski: two people who grew up in the same town but completely different worlds, their realities split by the war between men and wolves.

Years later when Derek returns to Beacon Hills, he does it as Alpha of a military pack on a mission to capture those responsible for the region’s resistance. With his main objective, Sheriff Stilinski, out of sight, he settles for the next best thing: his son, Stiles.

Neither of them suspects they’ll need to trust each other if they want to make it out this alive.

The Final Pack by Kedreeva

(33/33 I 428,148 I Mature)

Humankind is fighting its way back from near extinction against the supernatural beings that fed upon the remaining humans in the aftermath of the 2012 apocalypse. On the front lines, Stiles' best friend gets bitten by a werewolf and Stiles must strike a bargain with wolves in order to save him.

[sterek-ao3feed-archive]

Begin Again

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53882551 by Winchesterek Stiles’ heart was pounding in his ears as he reached in through the broken window, feeling for a pulse point. He couldn't believe what he’d just witnessed. Not only was it a hit-and-run, but they’d also shot the girl before they took off. “Hey, hey. Stay with me. What’s your name?” he asked her as she drifted in and out of consciousness. She mumbled ‘Erica’ before she slipped away again and Stiles tried to yank the door open but it was jammed. Words: 1173, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Erica Reyes Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Paramedic Stiles Stilinski, Firefighter Derek Hale, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, True Alpha Derek Hale, Good Pack Alpha Derek Hale, Omegaverse Alpha Derek Hale, Non-Traditional Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Omegaverse Omega Stiles Stilinski, Packless Omega Stiles Stilinski, POV Derek Hale, POV Stiles Stilinski read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/53882551

[sterek-and-stuff-events]

Equiknots: Harvest & Hunter's Moon prompt: Apple

Is paramedic Stiles baking up a storm of pies, tarts, and other pastries to catch firefighter Derek's attention at the station bake sale? Or does he arrive early at the farmer's market during apple season to watch the hottie from Hale Orchards make fresh pressed cider?

Does Alpha Derek make his new Emissary swoon by serving him racuchy z jabłkami, Polish apple pancakes? Or is he a desperate writer trusting his busted laptop to tech support worker Stiles at a certain fruit-logoed company?

Does Marquess Mieczysław Stilinski have to prove himself to Queen Talia Hale before she'll let him court the apple of her eye? Or is Stiles a performer throwing knives at apples and other things on top of strongman Derek's head with a traveling circus in the early 1900s?

Do they have pack business in New York City? Or is it pleasure that brings them out to the Big Apple for a long weekend?

Accepting new and unpublished fic, art, and playlists September 22nd - October 28th. See here for more info.

[josjournal]

New New Jobs (Full Moon Ficlet #519 - New)

Written for @fullmoonficlet

Stepping off the train, Derek took a deep breath. The crowds poured around him while he attempted to get his bearings. A sign over a doorway showed the street Derek needed. He forced his feet to move, heading out of the darkness and into the bright sunlight of his new life. 

Stiles hurried down the street. He couldn’t believe he’d overslept. His anxiety over his new job had kept him up too late, and he’d forgotten to charge his phone. Thankfully, his next-door neighbor had a loud-as-hell alarm that sent Stiles off his bed daily. He had ten minutes to get to his new job three blocks away before he was officially late.

“Sorry. Excuse me. Pardon me,” he shouted as he pushed through the crowds pouring out of the train station. He sometimes missed the slower pace of Beacon Hills, but moving to New York for college had been the right choice. He needed to put as much space between himself and the horrors of his high school years.

Now he’d moved to the city and had a job with a private sector cyber security company. He couldn’t wait to get started, but he needed to avoid getting fired before that could happen. He glanced at his new watch, a college graduation gift from his father, and ran smack into something solid and fell backward, landing on his ass.

“Shit,” a voice said before someone grabbed him by the arms and yanked him to his feet. “Are you alright?”

Stiles shook his head and then nodded before looking up and freezing. “Derek?”

Derek’s eyes widened. “Stiles? What are you doing in New York?”

Stiles ran a hand over his face, catching sight of his watch. “Risking getting fired before I even get started,” he shouted. “I’ve gotta run.”

“Stiles!” Derek called after him, a part of him not wanting to let go of this small part of his past, even if he was starting over.

“What?” Stiles called, not looking behind him. Derek wondered where he was headed.

“My number hasn’t changed!” he shouted, smirking when Stiles stumbled before writing himself and waving a hand over his head. Derek doubted Stiles would call, but at least now he knew someone might. His phone had been silent in the years since he’d left Beacon Hills behind after the fire that had killed his family.

He’d spent a few years in the middle of nowhere in Colorado before continuing East. Only recently did he know he needed to find something to do with his days, or the madness that had begun setting in would take complete control. He’d spent months searching for a job that wouldn’t drive him completely crazy and found one in New York.

Now, he stood in the middle of the sidewalk staring at the space Stiles had occupied only moments earlier and wondered if fate had somehow led him there. Shaking his head, he checked the GPS on his phone and started heading toward his new job.

Stiles stood in the elevator, bouncing on his toes. He should’ve taken the stairs, but he’d been winded from the shock of seeing Derek and his race to work. The doors slid open to reveal Trend Point’s home offices. A young woman with red hair stood at the front desk with a welcoming smile. She reminded Stiles of Lydia, his high school crush that a wild animal had killed, and he felt a twinge in his chest.

“You must be Stiles,” she said, holding out a hand for Stiles to shake. “We have one more new employee starting today, so if you’ll have a seat until he gets here.”

Stiles nodded and moved to sit on the seat closest to the desk. He pulled his phone out and stared down at it. Derek had said he hadn’t changed his number, but Stiles wondered if he’d meant it. It had been many years since Derek had left Beacon Hills, and no one had heard from him since. He should’ve listened to his father and called Derek when Scott had died on the lacrosse field, an asthma attack taking him out before the paramedics could get there.

Stiles shook his head, blinking back tears. He’d lost so many people growing up. His mom. The Hales. Derek. Scott. Lydia. He’d nearly lost his dad, but thankfully Melissa, Scott’s mom, had stepped in to pull him back from the edge. Hell, the woman pulled Stiles off a literal ledge at one point. She’d been the one who’d encouraged him to leave Beacon Hills, and he’d only done it knowing his father would be in good hands.

Now Derek was in New York. His memories went over the years, and Derek and his family played in so many of them that he felt tears spring to his eyes. He rubbed at them and hoped that the receptionist didn’t notice. Great first impression, crying in the lobby. He pulled up Derek’s contact info, thumb wavering over the screen. He took a deep breath. Just because he was starting a new life didn’t mean he needed to discard everything from the old one.

“Mine didn’t change either,” he typed. He pushed send just as the elevator doors opened.

Two things happened at once. A phone went off, and the receptionist called out. “Derek? Excellent. Now that you’re here, we can start this orientation.”

Stiles looked up, mouth hanging open as he studied Derek, who looked as stunned as he did. A smile spread across Derek’s face, and Stiles couldn’t miss the dampness in his eyes. “Hey, Stiles,” he said.

Stiles stood up and moved to stand next to him. “Derek.”

“You two know each other? Excellent! My name is Lisa Idaho, and I’m the front office coordinator,” she said. “Now, let's get moving.” 

She moved down the hallway, and Stiles started after her, stopping when Derek touched his arm. “You okay?” Stiles asked.

“Just making sure you’re really here,” he said. He would never tell Stiles that he’d imagined his childhood best friend and first crush too many times over the years.

“Dude, I’m here. You’re here. I think New York is going to be the new life I needed,” he said.

“New life for us both,” Derek said. They looked up when Lisa called their names, smiling fondly and shaking her head. “We should go before we both have to get new new jobs,” Stiles teased, grabbing Derek’s sleeve and pulling him along. Derek knew if they weren’t at work, he’d be taking his hand, and he hoped Stiles would want to get dinner that night.

Cross-posted to AO3

[oldfangirl81]

Brightside, Chapter 1

Fandom: Teen Wolf, 9-1-1: Lone Star

Rating: Mature but don't go beyond canon violence

Relationships: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand, Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Summary: One week before Iris goes missing Carlos is assigned a new partner that is a transfer from California. He is a bit of an odd one.

(this will also become a fix it for S4 finale)

Notes: Spoilers for S4 of Lone Star and Teen Wolf Movie in only that Eli Hale exists. I decided Carlos should have some different back-up. And another character to vent my annoyance about Detective Grier through. Derek and Stiles are pre-slash for a while, it is complicated. Stiles knows Eli exists but hasn’t met him, only talked on the phone. And I like magical overpowered Stiles so keep that in mind. Gabriel Reyes was a human born into a pack, he gets tapped by the Texas Rangers when there are supernatural cases. In my world pink wolfsbane is a bit like poison ivy to wolves, irritation and rash causing.

Inspiration: Brightside by Halestorm

Fake a smile, And self-destruct, Count it down, Four, three, two, one, I'm over it, All the bullshit, And this fucked up world, I'm living in, Where everything, I'm choking on, Is supposed to help, And keep me hanging on, Yeah, ain't it fun, So enjoy the ride, 'Cause life's a bitch and then you die

So I keep looking, On the bright side of life, 'Cause it only gets darker, We all need something to keep believing, So I keep looking, On the bright side of life

~

Stiles frowned as he was about to brush his teeth for bed. The protection spell on his new partner Officer Reyes was triggered, it indicated a head injury that could have been fatal without him having tipped the balance. What in the world was the other man up to. He should be at home snuggled up with that hot paramedic fiance of his. Then Stiles sighed realizing that maybe Carlos Reyes was a little less by the book than he’d originally thought. If someone thought a person he cared about was lying Stiles would be investigating in his off time. Stiles was just glad he hadn’t got in pjs yet as he grabbed his keys to go rescue Carlos.

It didn’t take Stiles long for him to arrive at the neighborhood they’d found Iris earlier. Closing his eyes focusing on narrowing down Carlos location. Stiles shouldn’t have been surprised it was the house that looked pretty and perfect. Those houses always did seem to hide the worst sins inside. Knocking on the door Stiles could sense two life signs in the house currently. After a moment he heard steps towards the door and an older woman opened the door. Her eyes widened upon spotting the man’s police uniform.

“Hello, Officer. It is very late. What seems to be the problem? I was just about to go to bed.” The woman was trying to appear calm but Stiles could clearly see signs of anxiety.

“You have two choices, hard or easy.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Oh I’m pretty sure you do. Easy means you quietly let me arrest you and allow me to give aide to my partner. Then we all three wait patiently for the rest of APD to come arrest you and…” Stiles paused for a moment glancing at a picture on the wall behind her. “your son for all your dirty deeds, finally get some justice for his many victims. Or I can do it hard way. You won’t like that.”

“I have no idea what you are talking about. I’m going to have to ask you to leave if you don’t have a warrant.” She swallowed hard not letting this young officer trick her into harming her son.

“See, I don’t need one when an officer is in distress. You took my partner. Both his fiance and I would like him back without further harm. NOW.” Stiles channeled a bit of Sourwolf’s attitude as he stepped into her physical space cause her to back up. Slamming the door behind Stiles threw up perimeter wards so that the killer couldn’t sneak up on him.

“Get out of my house! You are going to upset Darryl.” She tried to open the door to push Stiles back out.

“Oh? That would make my day. I love upsetting killers who target weaker members of society for their prey.”

She tried to physical attack Stiles head on in desperation. It didn’t take him long to slap restraints that had been made with mountain ash just in case.

“That was very dumb.” Stiles pushed her to walk into the kitchen where he felt Carlos showing signs of coming back to consciousness. “What is your name?”

“Trudie. You are very rude.”

“Oh no, a serial killer’s mother thinks I’m rude. My fragile self-esteem will never recover.” Stiles pushed her into a chair and used a bit of magic to keep her stuck there until he released it. Now he felt more comfortable focusing on Carlos who was starting to groan in pain. “Oh good the dumbass who didn’t think to get back up in the form of his partner is alive.”

“Stilinski?” Carlos tried to figure out what was happening. Last he remembered was discovering the tunnel that the person who abducted Iris could have escaped through. “My head is killing me.”

“That is to be expected since Old Mrs Bateman hit you in the head with a shovel at least once before dragging you into the kitchen. I’m not sure how many times she probably knocked your head into the wall too.” Stiles looked over at the woman who didn’t say anything but she was crying silently. Stiles touched Carlos using a bit of magic to heal Carlos enough so that his pain would be less but not enough to raise suspicion of not being injured enough. “I really don’t want to get assigned a new partner. I might not like them as much as you. So in the future...CALL ME FOR BACK UP BEFORE GOING INTO A POTENTIALLY DANGEROUS SITUATION!”

“Uh, sorry?” Carlos was unsure how to react. He didn’t think his new partner liked him much. Stilinski talked a lot but rarely actually said something. And Stilinski was either extremely professional or a sarcastic shit to everyone. Almost everyone. Carlos did over hear a phone call on their first shift where Stiles was genuinely nice to who ever was on the other end.

“Yeah, not good enough. But I’ll let your fiance really lecture you on not risking your life when there is help available.” Stiles grabbed his knife slicing the restraints from Carlos hands and feet. “Stay put because I don’t know what other damage she did.”

“Is she the one who abducted Iris?” Carlos now remembered why he acted so brashly in the first place.

“No, she is just mommy dearest to the killer. And like a good mom she was cleaning up his mess by doing away with you.” Stiles sighed. “I’m calling it in because we’ll need both locations searched because we don’t know how long he has been active. And we know there is at least one body in this house.”

“W-what?” Trudie gasped. She was certain the pantry door was closed at the moment. But that was exactly where the other cop walked over too and opened it. Darryl’s latest victim fell out with a soft thud.

“It is over, lady. I’d stay quiet until you talk to a lawyer at this point if you are just going to keep denying reality. You shouldn’t have fucked with my partner.”

“How rude!”

“Fuck off. You covered up numerous murders and attacked my partner. I don’t give a flying fuck about how my language upsets you.” Stiles glared at her before calling Ranger Reyes directly. “Gabriel, we have a problem.”

Carlos eyebrows climbed up as heard his father’s voice over the phone. How the hell did his new partner know his dad enough to have number programmed into the phone.

“Dad and you can now complain next time about your kids not getting back up and getting abducted.” Stiles held the phone away from his ear as Gabriel yelled.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY SON WAS ABDUCTED!?! HE WASN’T EVEN ON SHIFT TONIGHT!”

“Dude, would I be calling you so casual if he was still in danger? He has a bit of a head injury that might need stitches but I got here before worse happened. On the positive side he did break a serial killer case that APD was dismissing because of the victims. If you can notify the officials channels and send paramedics too. The killer is Darryl Jones. His mother Trudie Jones is the one who abducted Carlos because he was dumb enough to explore a crime scene after hours without backup.”

Carlos cringed at Stiles glared at him while tattling to his dad. It was a good thing he was to old to be grounded.

“Yeah, I’ll call his man. I haven’t yelled much. Figured TK deserves that privilege.” Stiles nodded at something Carlos couldn’t hear before hanging up.

“You know my Dad?” Carlos wonders if he woke up in another reality. Stilinski hadn’t mentioned at all this week knowing Gabriel Reyes.

“Long story I can tell you later when we don’t have an audience. Now what is TK’s number?”

“Who is TK?” asked Trudie sniffling.

“His paramedic fiance.”

“Oh weddings are lovely. I’m sure she is beautiful.”

“TK is a guy. But is hot.” Stiles shrugged at the glare Carlos gave him.

“Oh I do love The Gays.”

Stiles blinked before just shaking his head staring at Carlos who rattled off the number.

“Hello?” The phone had only rang twice before TK picked up.

“TK? This is Officer Stilinski.”

“Oh god. What happened to Carlos? He was supposed to be off already.” It was clearly TK was going through worst case scenarios. It made Stiles want to kick Carlos in the shin hearing the worry but the man was injured enough.

“Deep breath, TK. Your fiance is a certified dumbass but he’ll be okay. I’m just not sure what time he’ll be getting home. It depends how long it takes the Rangers and APD to clear us from the scene. He is injured but not to serious, he might need some stitches.”

“WHAT?! Can I talk to him?” TK was throwing on shoes and grabbing keys planning to head out once he knew where to go.

“He was hit in the head with a shovel at least once. Officer Reyes decided it would be a good idea to investigate where Iris Blake was found without backup.” Stiles handed over the phone to Carlos.

“Babe?”

“Hey TK, look I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have-”

“Carlos, I was upset but I also shouldn’t have gone to see Iris without talking to you first. But Babe, how did you get hurt? And I’m coming to you.”

“TK, no, you don’t need too. I’m not that hurt. And Officer Stilinski is watching me closely until everyone else arrives. He called my Dad.”

“He knows your Dad?”

“I know Owen too.” Stiles commented looking up from examining a cupboard that was making Trudie very anxious. He frowned sensing something with his magic before turning to the older woman. “Seriously? You seriously let your son store his serial killing trophies in your kitchen? Gross.”

“Carlos, did he just say serial killer? YOU WERE ATTACKED BY A SERIAL KILLER?”

“No, I was attacked by a serial killer’s mother. I guess. I’m not fully sure where a serial killer came into this honestly. I was unconscious for a bit. But I’m serious TK, you don’t need to come all the way over here. Just wait until I know which hospital I’m getting dragged too.”

“Too late, I’m already in the car on my way to you. Are you really okay at the moment?”

“Yeah, I promise. I guess I’ll see you in a bit then.”

“Alright, I love you.”

“Love you too.” Carlos handed the phone back to Stiles. “Do you know everyone in Austin?”

“Nah, I met Owen a long time ago in New York. I haven’t talked to him since I arrived.” Just then Stiles felt someone cross his wards. “Did you call your son earlier?”

Trudie pressed her lips together without saying anything.

“Stilinski, talk to me, what is wrong?” Carlos started trying to move but his balance was slightly off.

“Stay. I have this handled.” Then Stiles eyes got even wider. “Wait. Well fuck. So Carlos what do you know anything about your Dad’s family?”

“Is now really the time to ask me ice breaking questions?”

“I mentioned it for a specific reason. I need to know how freaked out you are going to be if I start throwing magic around.”

“Are you sure that you weren’t the one hit with a shovel?”

“Cute. No. But we have a werewolf attempting to sneak past my wards.”

“Werewolves aren’t real. I don’t see you having any silver weapons.”

“Silver comes from a mistranslated text a long time ago. There was a family who became notorious for killing werewolves, their last name meant silver. However I am going to hand you the gun with wolfsbane bullets. Shoot if he gets to close to you.” Stiles could tell Carlos still thought he was delusional.

Trudie gasped when this cop seemed to know what her son was already. He also seemed more than ready to kill or injure her baby. Trudie tried to make a sound to warn her son but found her voice wouldn’t work. She glared at the cop she had heard called Stilinski.

“Oh fuck you, like I thought for a second you wouldn’t warn your demon spawn the moment you had the chance.” Stiles shifted again sensing the man coming in a back window.

“Stilinski, this is crazy. Werewolves and magic aren’t re-”

A roar was heard as the door flew open there stood a man. But he was a bit more than just a normal human man. He had claws, fangs and glowing blue eyes. Carlos had the safety off the gun before he registered what he was doing.

“Hey, Reyes, this is a positive. He isn’t an alpha werewolf, just a pathetic beta.” Stiles knew those words would cause Darryl to snap further.

With a roar the man launched himself at Stiles who had picked up a cast iron skillet. Even Carlos had to wince at the sound it made connecting to the werewolf’s skull.

“Bad doggy, no treats for you.” Stiles brought the frying pan down two more times for good measure knowing how tough wolves could be.

“What the hell,” Carlos couldn’t but whisper.

“As I said our killer was a werewolf.”

“You killed my boy!” Trudie started sobbing able to speak again now that her son was unconscious.

“He isn’t dead. Just unconscious. He’ll recover unless he attacks again. Then he goes down for good.” Stiles growled, his flashing red briefly.

“Are you a werewolf too?” Carlos couldn’t believe he was seriously concede ring that werewolves were real.

“Nope. I’m a Spark.”

Trudie gasped in horror. Oh no, what had she done. Her father always taught her to avoid Sparks but especially avoid angering Sparks.

“What’s a spark?” Carlos asked glancing over at the woman and then Stilinski.

“I am.” Stiles smirked but then his phone rang. Cursing softly he answered the call. “Hey Derek, what’s up?”

“Really?” Derek’s sigh was loud. “Are you okay? I felt you tap into the pack bond a minute ago but it felt more annoyance than fear or anger.”

“I’m fine, Derek. I guess I just wanted a little reassurance when I took down a beta with a frying pan.”

“Are you turning into Flynn Ryder?”

“Derek, serious question but when did you watch Tangled? And why didn’t you watch it with me?”

“Eli made me watch it a couple of years ago. And I didn’t know I was supposed to not watch any movies without you.”

Stiles pouted for a moment before hearing sirens coming closer. “Look, I gotta go. The situation isn’t a code red any longer. I’ll call you later to fill you in, okay?”

“No.”

“What do you mean no?”

“No, you can wait to fill us in when we get to Austin.”

Stiles paled looking more than a bit panicked at that. “What do you mean when ‘we’ get to Austin? Why are you coming to Austin and who is ‘we’?”

“I’ll talk with you in the morning, Stiles. Goodnight.”

“Don’t you. Goddammit he hung up on me. I am sprinkling pink wolfsbane in his underwear drawer.” Stiles made a note in his phone.

“Was that your boyfriend?” Carlos asked waiting for the sirens to finally reach them. “He sounded worried.”

“Not my boyfriend.” Stiles sighs frowning trying to figure out why Derek would come to Austin and who would he bring with him. “It is a very complicated thing.”

“Carlos? Stiles?” Gabriel came running in through the open door with his gun drawn.

“Hey Gabe, you are going to need to take charge of the scene right away. We have a serial killing wolf whose human mother helped cover up his decades long crimes. She is the one who abducted Carlos.”

Gabe paused glancing down at the unconscious killer before giving his son a once over for any serious injuries. He had never really wanted Carlos to become involved in the violent side of the supernatural world. Carlos only ever really had interacted with the mystical side of the Reyes family. Granted Carlos didn’t know they were actual mystical and not just strangely superstitious.

“Hey Dad.”

“Hey Carlitos, I am sure you have questions. I’m sorry this is how you found out about the full spectrum of my job. I never wanted this for you.” Gabriel secured Darryl with werewolf proof cuffs.

“THAT IS MY FIANCE IN THERE AND I AM A PARAMEDIC. I KNOW HE IS INJURED NOW LET ME PAST!” An impressive growl from a human could be heard.

Stiles stuck his out to where the patrol officer was trying to get TK to leave. “Let him in. I don’t know where the ambulance is but he can examine Officer Reyes while we wait. The scene is safe currently.”

TK rushed into the kitchen falling to his knees by Carlos seeing the blood still flowing from the cut on his forehead. “Babe?”

“Hey TK, it really isn’t that bad. You know head injuries look worse than it is.”

Stiles snorted knowing how much worse it could have been without his added protection. He stepped back to fill Gabriel in on what he had discovered since the initial phone call. Now earlier in the day Stiles had not had the pleasure of meeting Detective Grier by a quirk of chance. But her luck had just ended as she walked into the room.

“Oh hell no.” Stiles hauled off and punched her, the nose breaking satisfyingly under his fist.

“WHAT THE HELL OFFICER STILINSKI?” yelled both Carlos and TK.

Trying to stop her nose from bleeding. “Lovely to see you again, Stiles. How is your pup these days?”

“Fuck you. What are you doing working in Austin? The Calveras are not friendly with other hunting families.”

“Stiles?” Gabriel frowned trying to figure out what he missed.

“Her married name is Argent. She is Stefano Argent’s widow and former partner.”

“Detective Grier, is this true?” Gabriel was livid that there was an Argent in Austin that nobody knew about.

“What does it matter to you?” The Detective was frustrated that someone knew her past. She had ignored protocols for entering the terriotory for a reason.

“Maybe because he also thinks a murderous witch like you shouldn’t be on APD?”

“I was protecting people. I followed the code.” She glared at Stiles like he was a cockroach she wished to smash.

“Bullshit. The only Argents that ever followed the code was Alison and Chris. And even that is arguable.”

“We will be talking later, Detective Grier but for now get the hell out of my crime scene and case. I’ll be talking over the serial killer case that you had dismissed.” Gabriel couldn’t help but wonder if Grier had taken Iris seriously if his son wouldn’t have to had to pull such a risky move to prove Iris was telling the truth.

“I take it that it would be pointless to try to press charges for assault?” She glared at Stiles.

“Be my guest. I can always go back to bounty hunting.” He crossed his arms not amused. He would call Danny later and have him do a deep dive because why was she in Austin too.

She let out a huff of annoyance and stormed out of the house.

“Did you really have to punch her?” asked Carlos while TK was trying to clean his head wound with the kit he brought with him.

“Oh trust me, she deserves a hell of a lot more. I know of at least one orphan because of her hand.” Stiles looked at cast iron skillet with longing.

“What in the hell is going on?” TK could tell there was a lot going on that he didn’t have enough of the pieces to make a picture with.

“Focus on taking care of Carlos right now, TK. Then later Stiles and I will come over to your house to explain everything.”

“You should ask Owen to come too. He knows some of it.” Stiles said reluctantly. The problem was once Owen knew then Stile’s Dad would also know which department he is attached to now. They hadn’t talked in over a year after their last fight. Any further discussion was put on hold as paramedics had arrived. So had Gabriel’s special team for the forensics and to take the suspects into custody. It was a busy next couple of hours for everyone. Especially since several couldn’t stop their minds from being focus on other things.

TBC

[ao3feed-peterstiles]

The Nogitsune's House

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52731880 by Sivan325, SivanShemesh (Sivan325) "Stilinski's house," Derek replied. "I already told the sheriff; he will meet you at the scene, and Peter, you need to hurry." "Gotcha, see you there." Peter thanked him and climbed the fire truck. Words: 2522, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Peter Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Sheriff Stilinski (Teen Wolf), Derek Hale, Jackson Whittemore, Isaac Lahey, Cora Hale, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf) Relationships: Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Post-Nogitsune Stiles Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski is Pushed Out of Scott McCall's Pack, Suicide Attempt, Arson, Suicide Notes, Firefighter Peter Hale, Good Peter Hale, Paramedic Cora Hale, Pack Alpha Derek Hale, Family Feels, no beta we die like men, Gift Fic, Comatose Stiles Stilinski, Angst with a Happy Ending, Adult Stiles Stilinski, Canon-Typical Violence, Temporary Character Death Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52731880

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In honor of the New Year and our return to activity, I wanted to give an updated starter-call list since I’ve dropped some muses and gained new ones! I won’t limit it now, so whoever you wish to threads with, here’s your chance!!! I have also included their jobs, ages, and if they're dating another muse! 

Alexander Lightwood 31 | Shadowhunters | Detective | Nephilim | Dating Magnus Bane | Gay

Evan Buckley 28 | 911 | Fire Fighter | Human | ? | Bisexual

Tyler Kennedy Strand aka T.K Strand 28 | 911: Lone Star | Paramedic | Human | Complicated with Carlos Reyes | Gay

Richie Tozier 24 | IT | Comedian | Human | Dating Eddie Kasprack | Gay

Maxine Mayfield 23 | Stranger Things | Domestic Violence Adovacate | Human | Single | Bisexual

Harry Hook 23 | Descendants | Head Chef | Human | Dating Uma | Bisexual

Marco Del Rossi 21 | Degrassi | Elementary School Teacher | Human | Single | Gay

Maxine Baker 19 | Ginny and Georgia | College Sophomore/Part-Time Worker | Human | Single | Gay

Matthew Murdock 35 | Marvel | Criminal Defense Lawyer | Human | Dating Felicia | Heterosexual

Dean Winchester 38 | Supernatural | Psycharist | Human | Single | Bisexual

Emily Fitch 19 | Skins UK | College Sophmore | Human | Dating Naomi Campbell | Gay

Nick Nelson 19 | Heartstopper | College Sophomore| Human | Single | Bisexual

Simon Spier 19 | Love, Simon | College Sophomore | Part Time Retail | Human | Dating Bram| Gay

Katherine Pierce aka Katerina Petrova 500+ | TVD | Con Artist| Vampire | Single | Bisexual

Maria Vasquez 25 | West Side Story | ? | Human | Dating Tony | Straight

Chishiya Shuntaro 21| Alice in Borderland | Nurse /Medical School| Human | Dating Heiya | Bisexual

Lillian Deville 22 | Rugrats | Soccer Coach | Human | Dating Tommy | Bisexual

Mercutio Alice 27 | Romeo and Juliet | Exoctic Dancer | Human | Single | Gay

Lily Tucker-Pritchett 19 | Modern Family | College Sophomore | Human| Dating Noah | Straight

Derek Hale 25 | Teen Wolf | Police Officer | Werewolf | Single | Bisexual

Jake Wheeler 19| Chucky | College Sophomore | Human| Single | Gay

Mickey Milkovich 27| Shameless | Security Officer | Human| Single | Gay

Reginald Peters 20 | JATP | Musician | Human| Single | Bisexual

Ivan Carvalho 19 | Elite | College Sophomore | Human| Dating Abagail | Bisexual

Edwina Sharma 21 | Bridgerton | College Senior | Human| Single | Bisexual

Tenth Doctor Old AF | JATP | History Teacher | Time-Lord | Single | Bisexual

Luca Pagro 21 | Luca | College Senior | Sea Monster| Single | Bisexual

Joel Miller 46 | TLOU | ? | Human| Single | Bisexual

Gretchen Weiners 19 | Mean Girls | College Freshman | Human| Single | Bisexual

Sir Pentious Old | Hazbin Hotel | Weapons Engineer | Demonic Human | Single | Bisexual

Verosika Mayday 25 | Helluva Boss | Musician | Succubus| Dating Jennifer Check | Bisexual

Darcy Olsson 19 | Heartstopper | College Freshman | Human| Single | Gay

Wade Wilson 40 | Marvel |  Bounty Hunter  | Human| Single | Bisexual

Klaus Hargreeves 31 | TUA |  ? | Human| Single |Pansexual

Miles Hollingsworth III 21 | Degrassi |  Social Worker  | Human| Single | Bisexual

Ryan Evans 20 | HSM |  College Junior  | Human| Single | Bisexual

T.J Kippen 19 | Andi Mack [Disney] |  College Sophomore | Human| Dating Cyrus | Bisexual

Billy Loomis 24 | Scream |  ?  | Human| Single | Bisexual

Malakai Parker 32 | TVD | ? | Heteric| Single | Bisexual

Finn the Human 20 | Adventure Time|  Police Officer  | Human| Single | Bisexual

Fiyero Tiggular 26 | Wicked |  ? | Human| Single | Bisexual

Prionsias Cassidy 1000+ | Preacher|  ? | Vampire | Single | Pansexual

Carlos Garcia 24 | BTR|  Musician | Human| Single | Bisexual

Nikki Wong 21 | 6Teen |  ?  | Human| Single | Bisexual

Eddie Brock 35 | Marvel |  Journalist  | Human-ish| Single | Bisexual

Beetlejuice Old AF | Beetlejuice |  ?  | Demon| Single | Bisexual

Noa Olivar 19 | PLL: OG SIN |  College Freshman | Human| Single | Bisexual

Ryuk Old | Death Note|  ? | Shimaguni | Single | Bisexual

Aqua Walker 25 | cheetah Girls| Music Teacher| Human| Single | Bisexual

Bob Belcher 42 | Bob’s Burger| Owns Bob’s Diner| Human| Married | Bisexual

Stacey McGill 21 | Babysitters Club | College Senior Human| Single | Bisexual

Sam Manson 23 | Danny Phantom| ?| Human| Single | Bisexual

Adam Old AF| Hazbin Hotel| King of Awesome| Angel| Single | Straight

The Salesman/Recruiter 38 | Squid Games | ? | Human | Single | Pansexual

[sivan325]

2024 New Fics

Fandom Trumps Hate

The Nogitsune's House - Teen Wolf, Steter. 2522 words. T. Tags: Post-Nogitsune Stiles Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski is Pushed Out of Scott McCall's Pack, Suicide Attempt, Arson, Suicide Notes, Firefighter Peter Hale, Good Peter Hale, Paramedic Cora Hale, Pack Alpha Derek Hale, Family Feels, no beta we die like men, Gift Fic, Comatose Stiles Stilinski, Angst with a Happy Ending, Adult Stiles Stilinski, Canon-Typical Violence, Temporary Character Death Mine! - X-Men, Scogan. 1630 words. E. Tags: Dark Era comic, spoilers, temporary character death, telepath Scott Summers, Blind Scott Summers, omegaverse, alpha Logan, Omega Scott, possessive behavior/sex Treasure - Teen Wolf, Steter. 1645 words. E. Tags: Porno Star Peter Hale, Pornostar Peter Hale, Touch-Starved, Stiles Stilinski is a Little Shit, Frottage, Virgin Stiles Stilinski, Fluff and Humor, no beta we die like men, Gift Fic, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Tumblr: steter-stackson-bingo (Teen Wolf), teen wolf bingo 2024, Peter Hale is a Softie

A Picture’s Worth 1000 Words - Ficwip

The Snow - Teen Wolf, Sterek. 1000 words, G. Tags: Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Pack Alpha Derek Hale, Light Angst, Meet-Ugly, Stiles Stilinski is a Little Shit, Alternate Universe - Werewolves Are Known, no beta we die like men, Pre-Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Round Robin

The Cabin: Scott Summers Bingo Round Robin-Dec 2023 - T. Bruce Banner/Scott Summers

[elisela]

I've got a prompt for the November thing if you feel like it :)

#10 cozy, sterek, deputy stiles, paramedic derek, established relationship, one of them gets hurt on the job and the other one has to take care of them, bonus points for a little bit of angst to go along with the hurt/comfort

(i need some more paramedic derek in my life)

fine derek x stiles, 2k, hurt/comfort

He blinks down at his clothes; the tan of his uniform smeared with maroon, hands tacky with drying blood. They shake when he holds them up in front of him, growing more pronounced the longer he stares, carrying up his arms until his whole body is trembling. “He—”

“Is going to be fine,” Noah says. His grip changes, one hand on Stiles’ elbow, leading him away from the OR, away from where Derek’s laying on a gurney, bleeding out— “He was still conscious when you brought him in, that’s a good sign."

Stiles doesn’t remember. He doesn’t remember anything after seeing Derek stumble and fall to the ground, a pool of red spreading out around him. His hand had slipped out of Stiles’ when the nurse stopped him from going through the OR doors, and Derek had looked so pale, so small on the gurney.

He thinks he can still taste the blood in his mouth.

Derek had looked so small.

read on ao3

[impossiblemonster]

Another update of Constant Knot is up on Ao3 for those of you still reading (48 chapters later!). In this chapter, Peter and Stiles continue their “road trip” across the US while the rest of the gang back in Beacon Hills sort out the mess Derek and Lydia find themselves in. For those of you curious or gearing up to read... The teenager stood at the corner of Abraham and Lawrence Streets, a dark blue, hooded sweater pulled up over his head, shielding his face from direct view. It did wonders to conceal the black eye he was sporting too, at least until it was too late for anyone to notice it. A frustrating 36 hours after being released from the McLean Juvenile Detention Centre three hours away, Stiles was back on the street again to do the very thing he’d been thrown in for. Or the one where Stiles life is pretty shitty, gets worse when he meets Peter the dirty cop, and Derek saves the day.

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Lost Fic Find

Stiles' dad in a hospital. Scott is a paramedic and is there before Stiles arrives. When he does, its with Derek and two kids in tow. Scott and Stiles aren't talking anymore because when they were still in high school, Derek was their teacher or sub or something like that and started a relationship with Stiles. Stiles then started to get anonymous messages threatening to expose said relationship. Spoiler alert - it was Scott.

@magicbayleef and @wolfandravenrec say it's this one!

After by paper_back_writer

(3/3 I 45,450 I Explicit I Sterek)

It’s been nine years since Stiles fled Beacon Hills. And now he’s back. And so is Derek Hale.

[sterek-ao3feed-archive]

all you have is your fire

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52888852 by hansuckss “Why wouldn’t I? I mean, if it’s a matter of saving someone’s life. You know,” Derek smirked. “There are lots of things I can do for an hour.” Everyone knows they can count on Stiles Stilinski, the most composed paramedic at the fire station, and he takes pride in his work. At least until a new firefighter shows up. The newest firefighter-in-training, Derek Hale, is a former football player with a huge hero complex and limitless energy. And until fate brings them together, Stiles can put up with the man's presence. Sparks fly—not in a positive way. The fact that Derek is hotter than the fires he puts out and annoyingly charming doesn't help. Words: 2824, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Alan Deaton, Liam Dunbar, Lydia Martin, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd, Jordan Parrish, Jackson Whittemore, Theo Raeken, Mason Hewitt Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey/Scott McCall Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Firefighters, Fire, Firefighters, Enemies to Lovers, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Firefighter Derek, Paramedic Stiles, Slow Burn, i love writing slow burns, Bunk buddies, Injury, Implied/Referenced Character Death, Sexual Tension, Suggestive Themes, Implied Sexual Content, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Humor, Non-Werewolf Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Non-Werewolf Derek Hale, No Werewolves, Angst with a Happy Ending, Almost death, Slow Build Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Other Additional Tags to Be Added read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52888852

[teenshmolf]

Paramedic Stiles and firefighter Derek at the carnival. I commissioned Geeky Sova to draw a scene from my fic “Married at First Glance”. [Summary: Married at First Glance gives its participants seven weeks. Seven weeks, starting when they meet and marry their “perfect match”, to decide if they want to stay married or divorce.For Stiles and Derek though, the challenge lies within trying to pretend that they don’t absolutely hate each other’s guts.] I couldn’t be happier with Geeky-Sova’s art, they did such a fantastic job capturing the softness of the scene. <3 Their commission info can be found here. I can’t recommend them enough! They are truly amazing to work with and so, so sweet. :)