#stiles deserves nice things

[casually-eat-my-soul]

I’m sorry, I just can’t get it out of my head. The idea that stiles is just like his mother. Everything he does as an act to get closer to her only makes him more like his mother. He can never escape her shadow. This is also a place of insecurity in his relationship with his dad because of the fact that stiles is a way for the sheriff to hold onto his wife. Sometimes he doesn’t feel like his dad sees him, but rather just a ghost of Claudia. He feels like an awful replacement.

But I’ve also had the horrid thought of him dating Derek and finding out about Paige and how much he looks like her and that also destroying him. (This is where the au I wrote a while ago came from, because like the act of a Derek who had Paige and liking stiles more would fix like 53% of his problems)

This is literally stiles. I can’t explain how in depth his character is destroying my soul

[rxsterek]

I’m starting to feel inspo for just another entirely indulgent AU sterek fic

[anothersigh]

After the movie, this hurts even more. Let them be happy together.

[patolemus]

Obsessed with the idea that Derek loves hearing Stiles talk, that he could listen to him talk for hours, that he uses the sound of his voice to ground himself and be at peace, that it's his favorite sound in the world. That when someone tells Stiles to shut up he'll growl right in their face and tell them to apologize or get lost (even the pack, they don't get a pass when it comes to Stiles).

I especially can't stop thinking about how, at some point, they'll be alone spending time together, and Stiles will be talking and Derek will be listening, until Stiles shuts himself up because he's so used to people getting annoyed when he talks, and he doesn't want to annoy Derek, but Derek just opens his eyes from where he'd been resting his head on Stiles' lap and asks him why he stopped, he obviously was very excited about the new Iron Man movie, come on, keep going.

And anyways yeah I think they're perfect for each other.

[sototallynormaliswear]

stiles will always pull a face if someone says that Derek isnt smart, or funny, or kind. like. are you serious? are we even looking at the same guy? Derek Sebastian Hale reads classic lit for FUN, he's got "comedic straight man" down to a science and uses deadpan humour as a WEAPON, he makes FACES at BABIES TO GET THEM TO STOP CRYING HAVE YOU SEEN THIS MAN

stiles will always make a face at people who can't see Derek, who stop at his (admittedly gorgeous) face and refuse to consider who he is rather than who they want him to be. they see the hair gel and leather jacket, yet completely miss the sweater with the thumb holes and the bunny teeth. stiles will always make a face at them.

(of course if you say that Derek is any of that to Stiles' face, he'll make the same face. Not that he disagrees with you, at all, no, Stiles is just an asshole)

[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, and 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!)

[stereksimp]

Time travel fix it, but Stiles sends Derek back with the last of his magic as he dies.

*Stiles lays, bleeding out in his arms, and as he coughs up blood, he rasps out*

Stiles: Fix it, Der....please

*There is a bright flash of blue light blinds him as Stiles takes his last breath, and a buzzing grows in his ears before they pop. When he can see again, he is crouched in front of Laura's half a body.*

Derek: What....what's happening. STILES!!!!

*He runs to Stiles' house. Thankfully, the Sheriff is not home, but the jeep is there. He listens for a bit to calm down, but what he hears confuses him more.*

Stiles: Oh my god. Scott was bitten by a werewolf. Werewolves are real. Oh god, how do I tell him.

*Derek jumps up to his window and smoothly slips inside.*

Derek: Stiles I need your help.

*Stiles yelps and flails falling out of his chair. Somehow, managing to land upside down. From his position on his floor he looks up at Derek.*

Stiles: What the hell are you doing in my room? *He scrambles to get up pointing at Derek.* How do you know my name? Nevermind sheriff's kid of course you know my name. But why are you here? Wait you said you need my help. Why do you need my help? Holy shit you're Derek Hale! When did you come back to Beacon Hills?

Derek: I think I traveled back in time.

*Stiles stalls out for a second with his mouth hanging open.*

Stiles: *eyes widening* How do you know?

Derek: Well you just said Scott was bitten by a werewolf and that happened like 3 years ago for me.

Stiles: You know about werewolves. You're a werewolf aren't you. Did you bite Scott?

Derek: Yes, yes, no, but I do know who bit him.

*He smells excitement rolling off Stiles and he can see a million questions forming before his smile drops.*

Stiles: Were your whole family 'wolves?

Derek: *not knowing where this was going and mildly confused* yes.

*Stiles immediatly runs over and pulls him into a big hug. He stands stock still unsure what to do.*

Stiles: *with his face buried in his chest* I am so sorry.

Derek: What why are you sorry?

*Stiles pulls away and begins pacing.*

Stiles: Because your whole family burned alive and I always thought that the investigation was suspiciously closed fast so I stole the case file a few years ago and I figured out that your family was targeted but I could never figure out why or who called the hit. Your whole family being werewolves gives me the why. People are cruel to people that are different and I can't see that being any different if you are not fully human. I mean since I figured out that Scott was bitten I have been doing research into werewolves for the last *He glances at the clock* 4 hours and I have found a lot of stuff which includes a few sites with chats about killing werewolves and the bigoted things that I read there kinda made me queasy.

Derek: Stiles breathe.

*Stiles takes a huge breath and looks over at Derek.*

Stiles: What do you need my help with?

Derek: I knew you were smart but damn.

*Derek proceeds to to tell him everything he knows

[arlos-warm-drpepper]

I like the idea of Derek being a good guy, kind to the people around him, generally loved by all. Soft.

But maybe, maybe Derek is having a really shitty day when he meets Stiles. Maybe it’s the anniversary of Laura’s death, or his families death, or maybe he had a run in with Kate Argent early that morning and couldn’t get it out’ve his head.

And maybe Stiles isn’t the type to take someone’s shit. Maybe Stiles is sure he knows what kind of guy Derek is. Maybe he misjudges Derek off of the first impression, and maybe Derek is too flustered to apologize right off the bat.

Maybe when they meet for the first time, at a place where they’ll be forced to see each other in a pretty permanent arrangement, (perhaps they’re coworkers at work, or roommates in college, or something) Derek is a little bit of a grade A asshole due to his mood, and maybe Stiles remembers Jackson from highschool, and makes a promise to himself that that will not happen again, so he gives as good as he gets. Derek makes a snarky, rude comment and Stiles immediately makes one back, deciding that if he’s going to have to deal with this jerk, then he’s going to have to do it well. Maybe the next time they see each other, Derek is feeling better but isn’t sure how to start a conversation since he’s sure he’s already ruined any chance at being friendly with Stiles, so instead he just quietly tries to stay out’ve Stiles way, to make things easier and less awkward for the both of them. And maybe Stiles takes this as just more assholery, because of course the super hot guy he’s forced to be in proximity with thinks Stiles is so below him that he doesn’t even speak to him. What a dickhead. Maybe he gets so annoyed at Derek that he needs an outlet to complain to, so he starts up a conversation with one of his friends (who knows Derek as well) by going “you know Derek, right?” And before he can even start complaining they go “Derek? Obviously. Everyone knows Derek. You don’t usually meet people who are so attractive and kind and just forget about them.” And so Stiles stops, mouth agape, before clarifying “Derek Hale? Kind?” And then the other person, seemingly not sensing Stiles disbelief, start’s basically waxing poetry about how kind Derek is. They start bringing up all the good deeds Derek’s done, like how Derek donates to local charities, and volunteers at homeless shelters, and all of the other kind stuff Dereks apparently done. Maybe after awhile the shock wears off, and Stiles asks around a little more, and it seems everyone is apart of the Derek Hale fan club, and Stiles is annoyed. He doesn’t understand how everyone is so unbelievably in love with Derek when he’s such a jerk. He replays the conversation he had with Derek in his head, because maybe he missed something and Derek wasn’t actually being a jackass, but there is no other way to see it. Derek was a jerk, simple as that. He spends his days assuming that maybe everyone was just blindsided by Dereks dashing good looks to even realize what a jerk he was, up until he himself sees how good of a guy Derek is. He sees Derek buy a kid another ice cream after they dropped theirs, and then he sees Derek help an elderly woman cross the street and huffs about how fucking cliche that is. He notices the way that Derek always holds the door open for anybody he’s accompanied by, and even holds the elevator door open for Stiles himself. He still doesn’t say anything to Stiles though, and Stiles starts to wonder what he could’ve done to have the best guy in town hate him. He tries hard to come up with an explanation other than ‘I’m just an unlikable guy, I guess’ because that just seems a little too pathetic. When he draws a blank, he decides to just confront Derek himself. He walks right up to his desk (or maybe his room, if you went with the roommates option and not the coworker option) and just asks “What did I do to make you hate me?” In a tone that was meant to come out angry, but for some odd reason it comes out a little bit desperate. It makes Dereks eyes wide and he stutters out, “I- I don’t hate you.” But he doesn’t sound sure enough for Stiles, so Stiles continues on. “Really? Because it seems like you hate me. You can’t even look at me half the time, and you go to extreme efforts to ignore me. Which, fine, that would be totally fine if everyone wasn’t constantly talking about how kind you are to them. So what is it about me that makes you hate my guts? Do I talk too much? Am I too loud? Is it just my general existence or-“

“Stiles! I don’t, I didn’t..” Derek attempts, struggling to find the words. “I don’t hate you. I was just trying not to bother you.” He mumbles finally, the tips of his ears pink. It sounds silly when he says it out loud, and he realizes how badly Stiles could’ve misinterpreted the situation.

“..bother me?” Stiles said, confused and shocked.

Derek nods, hesitating to continue but pushing through anyways. “Yeah, when we met I was… I was going through something, and obviously I know that’s not an excuse to be an asshole, which is why I was trying to avoid you. I could tell you disliked me, which you have every right to with how I treated you, so I decided to just stay out of your way. Didn’t want to bother you.” Derek says, his face heating up at the admission.

A quiet “oh.” Is all Stiles can manage, and Derek just nods.

(Just so everyone knows you can steal this idea and write it better as long as you send it to me or @ me so I can read it)

[theonlyblackcanary]

Reminder that Allison is canonically still a teenager and Scott is in his thirties but Sterek is p*dophilia right?

[lunar-eclipse-tales]

Can we just talk about this scene in season 2?

This is right after Scott forced Derek to bite Gerard. Not only did Scott take advantage of Derek by using his body to further his own plan but he made Derek relive one of the worst traumas of his life.

Let’s talk about how Scott lied to everyone including his best friend. He didn’t tell them about his plan. He just went about things while leaving them all in the dark. He didn’t even tell Stiles who is supposed to be like his brother. They tell each other EVERYTHING and Scott chose not to tell him this. Why? Probably because Stiles would have told him it was wrong. Even though Stiles and Derek don’t see eye to eye on things he still respects him enough to not bring up his trauma and even defends him against Chris by calling Chris out about Kate killing Derek’s family. So yes, he would have ripped Scott a new one for this.

Derek who has been taken advantage of before in his life which led to his family dying. Kate literally SAed him when he was a CHILD and she was an ADULT. She manipulated him to thinking that she loved him so he would give up details about his family so she could kill them. He lost his entire family and pack because someone took advantage of him and he blamed himself for it.

On top of that he was still getting over Paige. Paige who he was in love with who he killed because her body rejected the bite. He killed his first love because she was dying from something he had set in motion. That’s probably why he was so standoffish with Isaac, Erica, and Boyd because he didn’t want to go through that again. Because he had seen what happens when someone rejects the bite. He knew how it felt to lose pack and family. Losing Paige was one of the biggest traumas of his life hence his blue eyes.

So round about back to this scene when Scott LIED to everyone and MADE Derek bite Gerard. Gerard’s body rejected the bite because of Scott replacing his pills with mountain ash. The look of horror on Derek’s face as Gerard starts leaking that black goo. The look of him reliving not just his first trauma of killing Paige but also the trauma of Kate taking advantage of him and using his body to further her own plans.

Scott did the exact same thing in my eyes as Kate did. He used Derek’s body to further his own plans. He lied to him and acted like he was part of his pack getting Derek to start trusting him and even though Gerard was the bad guy he forced Derek to relive one of his biggest traumas.

The look on Derek’s face as he watched Gerard literally breaks my heart because that is the look of someone reliving all of his pain. The pain of killing Paige, the pain of being SAed and taken advantage of, the pain of losing his family because of that.

Something like this is unforgivable to me. But Derek being the good guy that he is still tries to help Scott time and time again after this.

Scott doesn’t deserve someone like that in his life because Scott is selfish and only cares about something if it benefits him. He puts on the good guy act making people think he’s trying to be the better person. But his actions speak a completely different story.

I just want to hug Derek and pack him away so he stops getting hurt. 😭🖤

[gege-wondering-around]

Summary:

They had always been this way.

Stiles was the only one to pull Derek ashore,

Guiding the sailor through the storm.

Derek was the only one Stiles looked for,

Searching for a boat to call his own.

So, what would happen if a ship was in need of an anchor all along?

(or Stiles makes his way through Derek, thick skin and scarred past)

Rating: Explicit Archive Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Rape/Non-Con Category: M/M Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Derek Hale & Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale Stiles Stilinski Scott McCall (Teen Wolf) Cora Hale Peter Hale Minor Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence | Slow Burn | Minor Character Death | Angst and Hurt/Comfort | Omegaverse Omega Derek Hale | Bottom Derek Hale/Top Stiles Stilinski | Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con | Past Rape/Non-con | Getting Together | Excessive use of pet names | Blood and Injury | First Dates | Aftercare | Blow Jobs | Anal Fingering | Anal Sex | derek hale loses the alpha status | Religious Imagery & Symbolism | very minor tho | Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski Friendship | Bad Friend Scott McCall (Teen Wolf) | could or not get a redemption ark | Bathtub Sex | Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things | Time Skips | Violence| Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD | Explicit Sexual Content | Wolf Instincts | My First Fanfic | Stiles Stilinski Has Scars | Soulmates | Mates Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Language: English Status: Ongoing

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[casually-eat-my-soul]

I feel like we don’t talk as a fandom about how after season 3b that isn’t stiles body??? Like the nogitsune spat him out.

So like here’s a quick wip for that don’t know if I’ll ever finish it. Don’t know if this counts for Wip Wednesday.

“This isn’t even my body”

Derek felt his whole body go cold, as he paused. A forced silence seemed to defen the room, only broken by stiles’s harsh breathing and the pounding of his heart.

His hands stilled from reaching out to stiles, in an act of some sort of comfort. It was something he was used to, almost touching stiles, just being not enough - not like enough like Scott, like a friend to give comfort. But he wanted to try for stiles.

Understanding how this selfless, reckless teenage had become so vitally important to him was a punch to the gut. Especially for someone like Derek, who didn’t get the luxury of caring for things as good as stiles.

“What?”

Stiles looked up, and Derek could feel the air leave his body. Tears on the verge of falling as they made eye contact. Derek couldn’t fathom the idea. That this wasn’t stiles. His eyes, amber, gold, and warm. That was something the nogitsune could never get right. Something that nobody could replicate.

Stiles tried to explain, voice breaking as he looked away.

“When the nogitsune-“ stiles body recoiled as if saying the world had caused him physical pain.

“When it ripped us apart, it” his voice shaking, falling into a whisper, that if Derek wasn’t a werewolf he wasn’t sure he’d be able to hear.

“It took my body and gave me this one”

And fuck, if Derek wasn’t already on the verge of all compassing rage this would be the breaking point. It was only the taste of blood in his mouth that made him realize he was shifting. Forcing himself to calm down, Derek breathed deeply, inhaling something that was pure stiles, ink and paper, the idea of summer, mixed with anguish and depression.

He could feel his wolf wine with the idea of stiles suffering. Not feeling safe in his own body. That wasn’t something Derek wanted stiles to even be able to understand, or feel. He could remember his own hatred of his body, the feeling of an invader on his skin.

One of Derek’s hands had settled on stiles shoulder, only pausing for a second when he felt stiles flinch underneath him. Hoping that the weight of his prencese would lessen the shaking of stiles body.

[eevylynn]

The person who says that Derek is a "fake edgy ass bitch" is like... completely bonkers

He's not edgy at all?? Stiles is the edgy one??? Derek is the softest marshmallow boy ever

Anyone that says Derek is edgy only ever casually watched scenes with him during seasons 1 and 2 and only ever took in the most basic, surface level information on him. They see him going through The Horrors, and assume he must be edgy. They see the Alpha spark going through him, and they assume he's on a power trip (versus trying to be a stable pack, so they can survive against enemies)

That is the only explanation because if you pay him even the slightest attention, you'd see how much of gooey, softhearted marshmallow Derek is. He just wants to be a part of a safe, thriving pack again. He was born the middle child in a huge pack that included born werewolves and humans alike. He wasn't meant to be an Alpha. He wasn't meant to be alone.

But because he is (and 100% puts the blame on himself), he built this armor around himself to protect who he truly is, and he only lets those he trusts most to see past that for the longest time.

Unfortunately, shallow people can't see that.

Sidenote: the edgiest thing about Derek is that sharp tongue of his. Which is why Stiles has so much fun bantering with him- because THAT is an edgy little bastard boy.

[yennao]

They did my guy Dirty.

Derek Hale Deserved Happiness and that’s why I haven’t seen the movie thanks bye

[patolemus]

and god will cry out

sterek | teen wolf | wip

No one knows what really happened in the preserve the night Scott McCall died. Some say it was an animal attack. Some say someone killed him and tried to cover it up. Some say he’s not even dead, and that he faked his own death to escape the small town life.

Stiles knows better though, knows that what he saw that night was neither a person nor an animal, and he’s determined to find out the truth behind his best friend’s murder.

Enter Derek Hale.

Or: the rewrite where Scott dies twenty minutes into the first episode and Stiles goes on a quest to avenge his best friend's murder, unknowingly stepping into the supernatural world until he's drowning in it. He meets Derek along the way.

[sototallynormaliswear]

yeah sorry I know he has a cool leather coat and glowing red eyes and insane amounts of trauma, but he's just not a bad boy type of guy. he's more of a loser really. no I know he could kill you easily and that's part of his allure. but also last week he nearly died and despite the blood loss lectured the English teacher on muiltiple classic novels. he also got locked outside in the rain. so