#sterek angst

[hedwig221b]

Hey I’m in the mood for heavy angst. Do you have any were Stiles has an E.D or self harms? Ik it’s dark and totally get it if it’s too far but what can I say? I have a hankering, thanks!🩷

Please, read TWs and tags carefully before proceeding, everyone!

Make Me Skin & Bones (Where The Hell Have You Been) by Kandakicksass

Stiles takes the darkness from the Nemeton a lot harder than Scott and Allison do. Derek comes back after he goes catatonic.

Bleeding Love (In Depth) by BisexualInDisguise

"The first time I kissed you, you became the most important thing in my life. I would do absolutely anything for you and I never want you to doubt that. I would burn the world down for you without hesitation or guilt. So, you call me, anytime, all the time, no matter what. You hear me?” A tear dropped onto his cheek, Stiles’ chest heaving against his own as he struggled not to cry. “I hear you, sourwolf,” Stiles whispered

bones by els31

Stiles developed an eating disorder from his mother when she was going through the stages of Frontotemporal Dementia. After she died, Stiles didn't even realise he was carrying on the bad habit. Years fly by, and Stiles is still doing it, only now, he doesn't even realise that not eating is wrong.

Getting by by Wonkyun

The four times Stiles ignored the little things and the one time he couldn't. "Hiding in my baggy jeans, no one knows my secret." 4+1 fic (kinda)

Spiral Out / Try and Float by UnhingedCosmos

"Didn’t mean to call you.” “—what?” “Hit your number by accident, after Scott hung up.” “Scott did what.” A growl echoed over the phone, “Nevermind that, listen to me Stiles, please—“ Stiles’ eyes trail over his hand loosely clamping the bloody towel over his forearm before flicking over to the top of his phone. 1%

Void by Sivan325, SivanShemesh (Sivan325)

“Get out, Stiles, you are not welcome in my pack anymore, I can’t stand to look at you and see a murderer in front of me, get out.” Scott told him, his eyes flashed red and the rest of the pack didn’t even stand up for him.

In The Hours Before Dawn, There Is A Silence. by TowerGirl

The morning that Stiles leaves no-one notices him go. After two years of werewolves, hunters, and kanimas - Stiles has been pushed to his breaking point. He's getting out of Beacon Hills and he's never looking back. But when you're haunted by your past, can you really leave your ghosts behind? An incredibly beautiful elegy of horror, hurt, hope, and healing. - VtotheFun

Getting Better by TheBadassIsIn

The season 4 rewrite absolutely no one asked for where Stiles actually deals with his trauma from the nogitsune instead of being a-ok with it all and added Sterek.

Silence by AchillesGh0st

Silence, always silence. No matter how many times he calls, whenever the pack are together all he receives is silence. His grades have dropped. The nightmares are back. And his friends? Well, maybe he doesn't have any anymore.

How Can You Say You Love Me? by Blue_Equinox_2

After Stile's mother died Stiles turned to a less than healthy coping strategy. Cutting and restricting food has been his way of coping for several years and sees no end to it in sight. Enter Derek Hale. After seeing the mysterious and brooding Derek, Stiles becomes love struck but the voices in his head tell him that Derek will never return his affections. When Stiles falls prey to his old habits, something is different this time, he's not sure that he wants to ever stop. Cue Derek to save Stiles from himself. or… The one where Stiles has an eating disorder and serious self-harm complex. Things get really bad but he learns that the resident sourwolf might be the one to save him, if he lets himself be loved.

Other fic recs: angsty fics | possessive Derek | historical AU | baby/mpreg | outsider POV | smut | mafia | hurt/comfort | magical!Stiles | Stiles gets kicked out of the pack | BAMF!Stiles + pt2 | omegaverse | witch!Stiles | creature!Stiles + pt2 | oblivious!Stiles | bad friend Scott | pack mom!Stiles | unrequited love | werewolf!Stiles | dark sterek | single parent!Stiles | feral Derek | arranged marriage | Stiles is underestimated | mpreg w/o abo | accidental knotting | jock!Derek | jock!Stiles | alive Hales | spanking | royal abo au | longfic | void!Stiles | sheriff dissaproves

[celestialvoid-fanfiction]

Imagine Derek going to visit his family’s graves and he sees Stiles laying flowers on them. He approaches quietly, trying not to startle Stiles and says he's always wondered who put the flowers there because he wanted to thank them. He admits he hasn’t been able to bring himself to lay flowers on their graves since they were buried because he feels like he’s back at their funeral(s) and the pain is too much.

[stereklyrics]

"So, I know that you did bad

But, if one more person says it, I might go mad

Yeah, I know it didn't last

And what was cheap to you, to me, was all I had

The issue is, I know all of this and I

I still want you back"

When Derek left, Stiles was heartbroken 'cause he thought he and Derek were finally going somewhere. They had just spend a whole 2 weeks kissing in every opportunity they had, for God's sake! Stiles feels like this was nothing for Derek, while he put everything he had in it. The rest of the pack keeps saying that Stiles should just let it go, and Stiles knows he should but that doesn't mean he doesn't want Derek back, that he doesn't want to just...Be with Derek again.

"You left like an assassin, maybe that's for the best

'Cause if you told me what would happen, I think I would've begged

So you gotta be a coward and I salvage a little self-respect"

Stiles thinks it's somehow good that Derek left without telling anyone, 'cause he knows for sure he would've begged Derek to stay, but sure, if Derek wanted to be a coward and run, well, at least he salvaged that little of self-respect...But he still wants Derek back, he's gotta be honest with himself about that.

[leansnbk]

I need some really REALLY sad sterek fics

Idk, just a little bit of pain for me if anyone has anything

[shieldofiron]

@thatgirlwithasquid you get me

Stiles: That's really a good enough reason to not be together?

[sticknpokelightningbolt]

A little preview of a soft, getting together Sterek fic I'm writing:

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Scott laughs. “That’s not what I’m saying, dude. It’s just an observation. You have lots of friends and any of them would be down to fill your time while you pine for me. But, for like the last month, you never call Lydia or Isaac or Danny or anyone else, it’s always Derek.”

“And? What’s your point, Scotty? You worried my Alpha loyalties are tilting in his favor?” Stiles teases. It’s really not an issue they have. Scott’s got his betas and Derek’s got his, and Stiles happily plays for both teams.

“No.” Scott throws a pretzel at him from his little bowl of study snacks. “Actually, I was suggesting that maybe you’re developing other loyalties to Derek.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You’re attracted to him, right?”

“Yeah.” Stiles shrugs. This isn’t news to anyone. He’s been attracted to Derek since he first saw him. What of it?

“And you like spending time with him.”

“Yes, that’s why you and I are having this inane conversation.”

“And you guys tend to hang out one-on-one.”

“Not always.”

“Lately?”

“Okay, most of the time, lately.”

Scott just raises his eyebrows at Stiles. “Dude,” he says, when Stiles just stands there, looking back at him. “You like him!”

Stiles frowns. “I know.”

“No, like, you’re into him. You have feelings for him.”

“I know.”

“You know?”

“Yes, I know! Why would you think I don’t know that? They’re my feelings.”

“How long have you known?”

“How long have you known?”

--

Coming soon to Ao3!

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Any fics where Stiles goes to Derek for help or to stay with Derek because he has nowhere else to go? Either he’s been pushed out of his friend group or has a fight or misunderstanding with his father?

I think so.

The Promised Land by StaciNadia

(1/1 I 1,952 I General)

Pushed away from the pack, Stiles has had enough of Beacon Hills.

A Growl-to-English Dictionary by churkey

(4/4 I 14,866 I Teen)

In which Derek finds his words and Stiles learns to growl.

Til We Ain't Strangers Anymore by WriteByNight

(7/7 I 35,994 I Explicit)

Stiles should've expected Derek to suddenly disappear since the werewolf was in the habit of taking off without notice. However, Derek always showed up when they needed him.

As the weeks pass by, Stiles is no longer confused and a little hurt. What started as heartache begins to get worse the longer Stiles goes without seeing Derek. Eventually, his body begins to shut down and his only hope seems to be Derek...but nobody can find him.

There's no cure for a broken heart. Except, maybe, the cause for the broken heart himself.

- - -

Or the one where Derek takes off without warning and Stiles finds out he could be Derek's mate and the distance between Derek and Stiles, along with Derek's refusal to develop the bond, is slowly killing Stiles. Without Derek, Stiles will die, but no one knows where he is or how to contact him. And Stiles is barely keeping it together.

The Moon's Gonna Follow Me Home by turningterrific

(2/2 I 82,866 I Explicit)

Derek doesn’t want to call the window repair guy. He doesn’t want to sweep up the glass. He’ll inevitably miss a few shards and pull them out of the bottom of his bare feet for weeks.

He doesn’t want to try to make this place feel like home when it isn’t.

Derek stayed in Beacon Hills and tried to make it work because he wanted pack, wanted purpose. He gave his best effort and found himself back where he started: alone, with a few begrudging allies. He’s tired, and even though his werewolf body heals quickly, he feels the weary ache down to his center.

He packs his car with the few things he cares about enough to drag them from place to place. He locks the loft and calls a realtor about listing the building he’d bought in a misguided attempt to secure a future.

And then he leaves.

[casually-eat-my-soul]

Sterek au, stiles who has been cursed to turn to stone and Derek his wolf guard for centuries, waiting for the curse to weaken and his beloved to return to him.

Or maybe just stiles who turns to stone during the day when Derek is a man. Coming alive during the night when Derek is forced back into wolf skin. Cursed sterek to be with each other but not exactly with each other.

[imagine-sterek]

Imagine a No Hard Feelings Au where Derek is about to loose the land to his family home and needs money quick so he answers an ad where it’s asking for some one to date their son and get him out of his shell before he goes off to college and he’ll get paid. But things get serious when stiles actually falls in love with him.

[teencopandthesourwolf]

He freezes. Doesn't know what the hell else to do. 

He can't picture it: Derek can't remember the last time somebody put their arms around him. 

Was it Laura?

Of course it was Laura. How could he forget that? Derek has gotten pretty good at blocking things out—a little too good, it seems.

She didn't tell him anything before leaving New York. Didn't say a fucking word, just up and vanished. Derek had woken up one morning and she was gone, because she'd known without a shadow of a doubt that Derek would've only followed her if she'd have said a single word to him.

Nobody ever granted Derek’s wishes, no matter who he prayed to. Those desperate pleas where he asked to go back and get a chance to fix things, they all went unheard.

Laura left to go back to the place they both wished still existed just as it had; a place they were wanted alive, not dead. It wasn't fair that it was the very same place they would be hunted down if they did return, like the rabid animals the Argent's presumed they were.

Leaving the way they did meant they hadn't gotten the chance to see if anything was left at the house. They couldn't even mark graves, to grieve properly. 

That same place also happened to be the place they'd been born, the place they'd grown up and called home.

Derek had never wanted Laura to face all of that alone.

The burnt down house. The nothing where there was once everything.

The thought still haunts him. One of so many. 

Beacon Hills is home—but it's the home Derek had helped raze to the ground with his selfishness and stupidity. Everything he and Laura had ever known, everyone they'd ever loved, it was all gone, now. Derek had taken those things away from his sister and hadn't even had the guts to tell her. Tell Laura they were all gone because of him, tell her that everything that had happened to their family, to them, was all his fault.

In the aftermath of the fire Laura hugged Derek, and had kept hugging him, over and over in those weeks and months and years that followed. She would pull him into her arms hold him tight, whenever she could sense it was all getting to be too much for him again.

Alpha.

Big sister.

But Laura only knew about some of the reasons why it sometimes felt like too much effort for Derek to keep on breathing.

He never told her about Kate.

And Derek, the fucking coward, he'd allowed Laura to hold him, feeling the flames of shame on his cheeks every time, hot as those that took the lives of his parents. His family. His pack. 

Now, he remembers that last time. 

“I'm going out.” 

Laura stood up, walked around the two mismatched armchairs and stopped him by throwing both her arms around his neck, pulling him into her and hugging him, scenting him. 

It always took him a moment to respond these days, but Derek hugged her back. 

“What's this for?”

“You. Because I know whomever's bed you end up in tonight, you won't be asking for one of these.”

Oh, fuck no.

Derek couldn't handle that. Did she think he was out sleeping with people? Never again, not after…

He pushed his sister off him, gently; a stark contrast to the harsh words that followed. 

“Don't fucking coddle me. And fuck you, Laura—I don't sleep in anybody's bed but my own.” A single mattress on the floor of the lounge of their shitty one bedroom apartment. Derek had so many shameful memories, and crawling into his sister's bed every night for the first year after the fire was one of them. “Just—leave me alone.”

Laura was the one—the only—person Derek had left in the entire world, yet his guilt was constantly pushing her away. 

“Where do you go to, little brother? You might not be clinging to me anymore, night after night, nightmare after nightmare, but you're rarely in your own bed most mornings.”

She hadn't meant it as a dig. Derek knew that. She was his sister, and she loved him.

Maybe she thought he was making progress? Seeing people. Moving on.

Derek spent his nights waiting outside of dive bars, and hanging around in back alleys and dark places, desperate to find scumbags to taunt who were big enough and hard enough to at least attempt to kick the living shit out of him.

Derek hated being a werewolf, now. He wanted to get hurt and stay hurt.

“Just—out.”

Then Derek turned his back on Laura, leaving her to stand there and watch him walk away as he left her to go out looking for a fight, without looking back. 

That was the last time somebody put their arms around Derek—and the last time he saw his sister alive.

It was two years ago. Derek doesn’t think he has taken a full breath, since. 

Now here he is—standing in his stupid big loft that he bought for his betas, yet another pack he managed to destroy—having given away more than he should, with skinny yet strong arms wrapping as far around his shoulders as they'll reach. 

Stiles.

“You don't have to hug back. But you can, if you want to. I won't tell,” the kid jokes. It's his way to connect, his connection to the world. A coping mechanism, Derek thinks.

He knows all about those.

“I…” he doesn't have the first fucking clue of how to handle this. Or how to admit he needs it—to himself, let alone somebody else. He doesn't know how to admit that he wants it. 

But this is Stiles. The one person in Derek's life who seems, for some unfathomable reason, to give a fuck about Derek. To care about him.

Slowly, very slowly, Derek lifts an arm and awkwardly rests a hand on Stiles's upper back, feels the muscles jump slightly under the kid's baggy clothes as he tentatively spreads his fingers and finds the back of Stiles's neck. 

Stiles's voice hitches just a touch as he says, “These can be on tap, you know. If you want them. Stilinski hugs are the best hugs, dude. Believe.”

And Derek finds he does believe. For the first time in forever, Derek believes there could be something good in his life again.

More confidently, now, he brings his other arm up to wrap around Stiles's waist and hugs Stiles tighter, properly, and allows himself to be hugged back.

Derek wonders how he has gone so long without this kind of closeness. Lived without this kindness.

He decides to let the 'dude' pass. Because maybe—maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all, to be somebody's dude? 

Stiles's dude.

It's a fucking ridiculous moniker and yet Derek suddenly couldn't care less. 

“I think I'd like that,” he whispers into the forbidden place where Stiles's jaw meets long, pale neck. "Dude."

Derek can feel Stiles's smile as the kid squeezes him harder. And ironically, Derek feels as if he can breathe again. 

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for @greyhavenisback bc i want to hug you in person and can't <3 (unedited, forgive me!)

[hedwig221b]

TREASURE | sterek | 71k | Explicit - AO3

Angst, beautiful soft and insecure Stiles, possessive and protective alpha Derek, the sweetest baby Eli, courting, murder

Summary:

“I know you don’t trust me,” Derek grunted. When Stiles inhaled to retort, Derek caught his chin and pressed a finger against his lips, making the boy freeze in place, eyes impossibly wide. “Don’t argue. I expected it. Wolves don’t trust easily, too. I just wanted you to know that… I’m sorry. I was selfish and didn’t see what was in front of me. You don’t need to worry. I’ll take care of everything.”

It was a thought that grew in his mind, spread to his heart and took root there, reincorporating into a deep desire and a vital need. Derek will take care of him and his little pup, he’ll bring the hearts of his enemies and put them at the boy’s feet. He’ll court and he’ll conquer.

[celestialvoid-fanfiction]

I came up with an AU a long time ago but never shared it because it is nothing but angst. Consider yourself warned.

Imagine an AU where Stiles volunteers in the kids ward of the hospital. He plays games and cheers up the kids.

One day, Derek comes in to pick up Stiles from work and he notices one kid sitting on their own, not joining in with Stiles and the others. He sits with them and finds out that they were diagnosed with a terminal illness but are stable enough to go home, the problem is, their parents abandoned them because they couldn’t afford their child’s medical care.

After a few visits and a lot of discussion, Derek and Stiles take the child into their care. They give them the life that they deserve. Up until their condition worsens.

Inevitably, the child passes away. Derek and Stiles are heartbroken. Melissa reminds them that they gave that child a life they wouldn’t have had otherwise.

[sterekmpreg]

Songs that remind me of Sterek pt 5

[z0mbie2b0y]

Younger!Stiles: I'm a fox! My name is Stiles. What's your name, kid?

Younger!Derek: Mine's Derek, I'm a werewolf

Now imagine that as a fanfic where the Hales and the Stilinski don't get along until Stiles and Derek become friends (of course, they have a sad but happy ending like applejacks parents)

[fanningfics]

Teen Wolf Prompt: Stiles Stilinski and Paige Krasikeva were childhood friends/cousins

I dont know if this has been done before but. basically, just for a bit of angst, since both Stiles Stilinski and Paige Krasikeva are Polish to some degree, I figure there's like a little Polish community in Beacon Hills where they all know each other. Paige's mom and Claudia were besties so Stiles and Paige grew up as close as siblings but refer to each other as cousins even if they have no blood relation (thats how my family does it anyways - not Polish but belong to a minority community). Timing wise, Claudia dies a year before Paige and then a year after paige dies the fire happens. I just feel like this could add such delicious angst to a fic once they found out. Could even start as a childhood fic tbh.

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"Paige Krasikeva? You dated Paige? You're the reason Paige got killed?!"

Derek flushed with shame and anger "what's it matter to you." He growled and Scott flinched while Peter and the rest of the pack looked on in confusion.

Stiles barked out a harsh laugh "what's it matter?" He gave Derek a look of pure loathing "Paige was my cousin!" And just like that, all the colour drained out of Derek's face

"I lost my mum just before I lost Paige - Paige was trying to help me through my mum's death before she up and died and no one knew why, and it was you all along!" Stiles shook with fury "I searched for years, her death consumed me - I had to go to therapy for five goddamned years!" He roared "she was practically my sister."

"Stiles" Scott sidled up to him resting a hand on his shoulder "remember what Dr.Katya said." He whispered softly.

[gold-bear]

Does anyone one else find it absolutely ridiculous that in Teen Wolf they had a wholeeee plot about how Stile might have the DEADLY disease that his mother died from and showed a very emotional moment between Stiles and Scott about how Scott would turn him if he had it only for there to be nothing about it in fandom???? Like no what-if fics??? Barely any edits?? At all?? Like I know that everyone loves Void Stiles, so do I!!, but guys this is such a waste of such good angst material!!

Like bro a fic about Scott struggling between the choice of knowing that he either watch’s his brother waste away in front of his own eyes or the 50/50 chance stiles dies from the bite, everyone that cares for Stiles weighing in their opinion, the guilt, the pain and the slight chance of comfort. From anyone’s POV you’ve got a story, Lydia, Derek, Liam, His Own Father who now watch his son go through the same thing that he watched his wife dies from!!

No… just me 😭😭😭