#trickster!Stiles

[midnightwinterhawk]

Stop the presses! I'm doing the unthinkable and rearranging squares because I need this on my list and 'superpowers' just won't fit. It's sheer anarchy over here on my bingo card. (That's what you get when you hang out with a trickster.)

So! Square 12 (bumping the original holder up to gen fic): mythical creature au

Invoke Me by @isolatedinsolence

3.6k | NR | Steter

For Steter Week 2023

Day Four: Ancient Things

Stiles’ mother had always warned him to keep his name guarded. She had even given him a name so unpronounceable that the average American wouldn’t even bother trying to say it, much less remember it. Sure, a select few knew his name but even they couldn’t pronounce it, save for his dad.

He had only been 18 for a week when Peter started sniffing around. It wasn’t that Stiles wasn’t flattered or particularly receptive, but honestly, it was kinda cramping his style. He knows that sounds harsh, but Stiles had a secret and a birthright to try out, and though he didn’t think it would make any difference to Peter, it was just too dangerous for anyone to know.

After all, the truth is what got his mother killed. It was easy to pass her death off as frontotemporal dementia after that zmora ate her soul and left her body nothing more than an upright and confused corpse.

[prince-aegon-targaryen]

I was remembering all my character hyperfixations and came to terms with myself that I have a type.

Annoying men

[casually-eat-my-soul]

There is no way that the body the nogistune spat out for stiles was human. Even though the nogistune possessed humans it has no idea what a human body needs or how it properly works. Maybe the body is just a little to human to the point it creepy (uncanny valley). Plus it’s a trickster and chaos demon, there is now way it gave stiles a perfect human body back. For one last trick against stiles, maybe it did something.

For like angst it probably made him sick

For other reason he can get pregnant

It’s not up to me 🤷🏻‍♀️

[ultram0th]

Derek/Chad

@writer-ofstuff Thank you so much! ❤

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“Of all the places to search for a trickster,” Derek annoyedly huffed, “we have to scope out some crappy reunion?”

His boyfriend, Stiles, shrugged his thin shoulders. “I guess even tricksters had to go to school, too.”

The alpha werewolf rolled his eyes as he stomped up the steps to the gymnasium where music blasted out of. Wanting to go incognito, Derek had begrudgingly dressed up in a suit so that he could look like he was attending his own high school reunion, despite the fact that he loathed the thought of ever stepping foot into a school at all. Meanwhile, Stiles was all smiles, dressed up too and ready to look like it was date night.

The two walked inside and were instantly greeted by someone standing by a table. “Welcome to the tenth year reunion!” he warmly smiled at the two before scrunching up his face in confusion. “Oh, I don’t think I recognize you, sorry!”

Stiles paled as he tried to come up with a lie, and Derek could hear his heart speed up. 

The werewolf looked down at the table in front of them, seeing the array of name tags on it. He spotted one and snatched it up, peeling the back off of it.

“You don’t recognize… Gilbert?” he asked, slapping the name tag onto Stiles’s chest, trying to hold back a chuckle.

Stiles just narrowed his eyes at his boyfriend.

The guy behind the table perked up. “Oh Gilbert!” he beamed. “Wow, you look great…” He trailed off, his gaze fixating on Derek for a moment before perking up. “And oh, I didn’t know that you were coming too. Let me make you a name tag.”

Before Derek could ask, the guy scribbled down a name on a blank sticker and placed it on the front of Derek’s suit.

Chad.

“Welcome, Chad,” the guy smirked at the werewolf before turning his attention to the other couples who entered.

Derek and Stiles walked away from the table and towards the gymnasium entrance.

“Damn it,” Stiles frowned. “Why do I have to be ‘Gilbert’, and you get a manly name like ‘Chad’? Let’s switch!” He tried to grab the name tag off of Derek’s suit, but he couldn’t get it to peel off. “It’s really stuck on there…”

"Damn it,” Derek muttered, annoyed that his suit was probably destroyed thanks to some crappy sticker. However, something else caught his attention and he cleared his throat. “Um, hey Stiles, does my voice sound… deeper?”

Perhaps it was due to the blaring music over the speakers, but Derek could’ve sworn that his voice had more baritone to it. Due to his status as an alpha, his voice was regularly deep and commanding, but now it had a certain quality to it that made it sound like it had a much more masculine bass.

“I don’t think so?” Stiles wondered, having trouble hearing clearly with his human ears. “Should we leave?” He briefly worried that his boyfriend wasn’t feeling well.

Derek shook his head. “No, let’s split up and search for this trickster,” he said in his deeper voice. “Call me if you see anything… Gilbert.” He smirked at the way Stiles frowned.

“Yeah, yeah, Chad.” Stiles disappeared in the crowd of people dancing and drinking in the packed gymnasium.

As Derek walked Stiles walk away, his eyes couldn’t resist honing in on his boyfriend’s firm butt. The way the cheeks shifted as he walked away caused a stirring deep in Derek’s loins, and the werewolf blushed as he grew hard in the middle of the crowd of people. Luckily, his tight pants kept his boner shielded, so Derek stayed determine to hunt down this trickster and kick him out of his territory.

Derek shoved his way through the crowd of people, sniffing at the air as he tried to catch a scent.

“Move!” he growled at one guy as he shoved his way past, no longer able to doubt that his voice was indeed deeper. It had much more bass than it should’ve, making him sound almost like a stereotype of a superhero.

He rubbed at his throat, as if he could fix his voice, but his eyes widened at what he felt.

Derek had shaved before leaving his place, all to play the part. Therefore, his throat and lower jaw shouldn’t have been covered in thick stubble. Even more was that Derek couldn’t help but gasp when his fingers ran over his jaw. It felt wider than it should’ve been, like it had even squared off a bit too.

“What the hell…?” Derek trailed off, trying to wrap his head around what was going on.

He continued to push his way through the thick crowd of people, feeling increasingly uncomfortable. As he moved, Derek felt as if his clothes were getting tighter by the second. He knew that thought was ridiculous, so he tried his best to ignore it. However, with every step he took, his pants constricted his legs, and his shirt was unbearably tight. His arms felt as if they were being squeezed by his sleeves, and he feared that if he took a deep breath, his shirt would rip to shreds.

Pop!

The top few buttons of his shirt gave way, flying off.

Derek looked down in confusion, his eyes widening when he saw that his chest somehow jutted further away from his torso than it should’ve. As impossible as it seemed, it was as if Derek’s pecs had somehow inflated, increasing their rigid roundness; and he could make out two bumps where his nubby nipples pressed noticeably against his straining shirt which struggled to remain intact.

“What the fuck?” Derek wondered aloud, noting that his voice was definitely deeper now.

The werewolf shoved his way past the crowd of people, having to adjust his stance due to the increased weight at his chest. He was forced to draw his shoulders back, which only shoved his inflated pecs out into the air even more. And the more he moved, the more he noted how his thighs seemed to roll over one another in a manner they never had before. 

Derek stumbled a little, feeling like his gait was entirely thrown off. The room spun for a brief second, and when he regained his composure, he couldn’t help but feel like something was really off.

He was on the taller side of the spectrum; but when he’d first entered the gymnasium, he’d been able to see the tops of the other patrons’ heads, but now he felt as if he completely towered over them. The coolness he felt over his ankles alerted him to the fact that his previously fitted pants now felt more like tight capris, and his shirt had become untucked. The bottom of his skintight shirt now stopped above his belly button, looking like it was a cut-off.

Derek quickened his pace and bolted into the bathroom, which was thankfully vacant. After locking the door being him, he looked into the mirror and couldn’t hold back the loud gasp at his altered reflection.

Derek was huge! He must’ve grown at least a foot taller, based on how short his clothes looked. And speaking of his clothes, they barely fit over his inflated muscles. It looked as if he’d gained well over fifty pounds of pure muscle. His arms bulged in a way they never had before, splitting his sleeves at the seam as they flexed with power. His already broad shoulders were much, much wider than they should’ve been, looking like the werewolf would have to go through any standard-sized door sideways now. His pecs were enormous, looking like large slabs of meat that jutted off his chest. They tore his shirt apart, his nubby nipples exposed out in the open for all to see. His legs had even gained some serious size, his thighs pressed tightly together as his quads inflated. His butt even looked bigger too— not like a power bottom’s, but more so like he didn’t neglect Leg Day.

And Derek couldn’t help but stare at his altered face in awe, noting how much wider and bigger his jaw looked. It was comically squared off, and covered in thick, manly stubble. A dimple had even appeared on his chin, and Derek ran a disbelieving hand over his jaw in wonder.

“What the fuck’s happening to me?” he asked, noting his deep baritone.

Derek felt his larger chest itch and as he scratched it, the werewolf felt little hairs start to sprout over his skin. He watched in the mirror in wonder as his chest hair grew in, thickening as it covered his larger pecs and chiseled abs.

And despite the panic he felt over what was happening to him, Derek was extremely horny.

The longer he stared at his warped reflection, the more turned on he felt. Despite himself, Derek couldn’t resist bending over and forming a most muscular pose that he’d seen bodybuilders do during competitions. His massive muscles flexing in unison caused audible rips to echo out in the small bathroom, and what was left of his shirt split down the middle, exposing his inflated, hairy chest. He could feel his cock harden in his tight pants, snaking down one pant leg, looking much longer and thicker than it should’ve been.

A knock at the locked bathroom door jolted Derek out of his daze.

“Derek!” Sitles called out, sounding concerned. “I saw you run in here. Are you okay?”

Out of instinct, Derek immediately rushed over to the door and unlocked it just so he could yank the small human inside, before slamming the door and re-locking it.

After regaining his bearings, Stiles looked up in awe at his warped boyfriend. “Chad?” he asked in disbelief before flinching. He cleared his throat and tried again. “De— Chad? What the hell? Why can’t I call you ‘Chad’? I mean, your name is Chad. What…?” His face grew red as he tried to call Derek by his name, seemingly unable to do so.

The way his boyfriend looked flustered made Derek’s heart race in his beefy chest, and he cleared his own throat.

“Um,” he bellowed out in his masculine bass, “my name is D— er, Chad.” His eyes widened as he stared back into the mirror, honing in on the name tag affixed to his destroyed suit.

Derek envisioned himself going through Beacon Hills, his massive muscles and over-exaggerated masculinity on display for all to see. He looked like a caricature of some kind of superhero, with a large jaw and hairy muscles— and he was so incredibly turned on.

His gigantic, lengthened cock sprung out of his tight pants, hardening to its new length of eleven inches, looking as thick as a beer can, with balls the size of oranges. It rose in front of the stunned werewolf, throbbing with intense want, a horny cloud shrouding over his panicked brain, making it impossible to think of anything else but his cute boyfriend.

“It must be the trickster!” Stiles gasped loudly as he put the pieces together. He grabbed onto Derek’s large arm and tried to lead him towards the door so that they could leave this cursed reunion and figure out a way to fix him. “C’mon Chad!”

Derek/Chad didn’t budge, only one thing on his mind. Instead, he reached out with a muscled arm, easily picking up Stiles and tossing him over a broadened shoulder.

“Calm down, Little Man,” Chad bellowed in his deep voice, puffing his hairy chest muscles out with power, “just let Daddy here take care of things.” With his hard cock bobbing in front of him and his bare, hairy muscles on full display, Chad exited the bathroom with his boyfriend in his clutches.

As the two exited the gymnasium, Chad noticed the guy at the table in front flash him a thumb’s up. For a brief second, he thought it was odd, but he quickly ignored it and focused his mind on fucking his boyfriend senseless tonight.

[fuji09]

Void Stiles is a thousand years old nogitsune.

Theo is a teenaged chimera.

I'm gonna have to go with Void Stiles on this one.

[sterekcollabang]

A Kitsune's Absolution

Writer: @lalaithquetzallicaresi Artist: @eevylynn / @eevylynnart

Rating: T Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski & Sheriff Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski & Everyone, Nogitsune & Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Non-Evil Nogitsune (Teen Wolf), Justice, vengeance, Rituals, Forgiveness, Mates Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Bad Friend Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Lydia Martin & Stiles Stilinski Friendship, Angst, + click through for more

Summary:

Kitsune are tricksters, they don’t care for right or wrong, don’t even understand it. They’re neither good nor evil. For a nogitsune, vengeance and justice are the same thing, less about righting wrongs, and more about making offenders pay. Only forgiveness, true forgiveness, will ever stop a kitsune’s rampage. And as Stiles, and many others in Beacon Hills are about to find out, getting a kitsune’s pardon is not an easy thing to do.

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[usermischief]

Void Stiles in Insatiable (3x23)

The Trickster stories are all about food, Lydia. The Coyote, the Raven, the Fox. They're all hungry. I'm the same. I just crave something a little different. I eat what you feel. And I am insatiable.

[asexualannoyance]

interesting how Noshiko says that Stiles is more himself than the Nogitsune when the Oni test him—after he and the Nogitsune separate—like she thinks that there are still traces of the Nogitsune left 👀

personally, i don't think that this 1000+-year-old fox spirit just left Stiles's mind and didn't leave anything behind, he is a trickster, and even if he was forced out, i believe that he already left traces of himself that would stay behind—and i don't mean in the sense that Stiles isn't himself or anything but that there is something that was left behind, however one wants to interpret that

[rowinablacks-moodboardsandstims]

You really should learn to never trust a fox. They're tricksters y'know

Teen Wolf + Villains

Void Stiles aka The Nogitsune for @axelwolf8109

[takaraphoenix]

A Midsummer Night's Mischief

Tags: m/m, Erica Lives, Boyd Lives, Jackson Doesn't Leave, magic, curses, fluff, m/f

Main Pairing: Derek/Stiles

Side Pairings: Scott/Allison, Boyd/Erica, Jackson/Lydia

Teen Wolf Characters: Mieczysław 'Stiles' Stilinski, Derek Hale, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd III, Isaac Lahey, Jackson Whittemore, Lydia Martin, Scott McCall, Allison Argent

@writersmonth Prompts: fairy + stage

Summary: A traveling production of A Midsummer Night's Dream comes to town. Only that it's all fairies and they leave the town, and the pack, cursed to only tell the truth.

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A Midsummer Night's Mischief

Stiles Summer Stories 2024

It was supposed to be a fun night out for the pack. A traveling production of A Midsummer Night's Dream had come to visit a few days ago and Stiles was eager to see the premiere. When he noticed that Lydia, Allison and Boyd were just as on board with it as him, he decided this should be a whole pack outing. Scott was on board when he saw how much Stiles and Allison were looking forward to it. Isaac seemed indifferent but okay with going. Erica and Jackson were the ones fighting him the most on it, until Stiles used his secret super power – somehow, inexplicably, being able to convince their Alpha to do most reasonable things (not everything, but somehow Stiles was the best at convincing Derek) – and once Derek put his foot down and gave that commanding Alpha growl, Erica and Jackson gave in. And so, that Friday, the pack prettied themselves up to go to the theater.

Stiles loved that, wearing a suit, seeing his pack look all fancy too. Lydia had taken everyone shopping so they would have appropriate attire – even though this wasn't some big theater, it still felt nice, sophisticated in a way they never got to be. Allison looked stunning in her silver dress and Scott had actually run into the entrance door because he had failed to take his eyes off his girlfriend. Lydia wore green, coordinated with Jackson whose dress-shirt matched her dress. Erica's dress was tight, purple and sparkly, while Boyd had a purple handkerchief in his breast pocket to match his girlfriend. Looking at the three couples, Stiles tried not to think about the fact that him and Derek were both wearing red. It wasn't a secret that red was Stiles' favorite color, and of course did the Alpha wear red. Just a coincident. A coincident that made Stiles blush.

It was supposed to be a great night, them just having fun with something different for a change – instead of training or running or fighting monsters or just sitting in the Hale House to watch movies together. Naturally, Stiles didn't get a fun, fancy night with his pack. No, the actors on stage turned out to all be fairies. Seelies and pixies and trickster sprites. The night ended in a magic prank.

By the time the pack was filing back into the Hale House, they were all arguing. The fairy curse was one that made people speak the truth, but not just the truth, an unfiltered truth, because normally, people still had the option to not speak instead of saying the truth. Ironically enough, Stiles was the one the least affected by that curse. He generally didn't lie around the pack anyway because what was the point of lying with a bunch of living lie detectors, and he's never had a brain-to-mouth-filter to begin with. It was his pack who were really suffering.

It had started innocent and funny enough because Scott just started listing every single thing he loved about Allison, like literally every single thing. Which, admittedly, did get annoying by the time they got back home. Then Erica and Boyd started fighting, because Boyd admitted he hated her new shampoo, it made his nose itch, and Erica got upset that he never just said things like this he just smiled and wanted to please his girlfriend. Lydia and Jackson were in a full on discussion about The Notebook, why, Stiles had no idea, those two had a really weird relationship with that movie. Things stopped being funny with Isaac though, because the blonde puppy blurted out that he thought of Derek as a father and that he was so afraid that he shouldn't, that that wasn't how he should look at his Alpha even though Derek was his guardian but Derek was only his guardian because he was his Alpha – and it really hurt Stiles to hear the panic in Isaac's voice.

They were all forced to be brutally honest, even about things they weren't ready to admit. Because on its own, it was nice to hear Isaac admit that, Stiles could even see the pride on Derek's face and it made Stiles feel all fuzzy and warm. Isaac's panic about it had the opposite effect.

"Okay, so we have to figure out what kind of curse this is," Stiles cut through the bickering. "If we do, we can break it. Fairy magic is usually a type of bargain."

And with that, Stiles fell into a rambling rant about fairy magic, culture and bargains. Fascinating topic, he had hyperfixated on it during the summer. He was glad it paid off, as most of his supernatural related hyperfixations did. Yay, his ADHD. He got about two minutes into his rant.

"Stiles," Derek growled. "Shut up."

That didn't just shut Stiles up, it also shut the pack up. They all looked at their Alpha startled. It had been months since Derek last told Stiles to shut up, not since Stiles had joined the pack officially. Because Derek actually valued Stiles' opinions, knew that Stiles usually had the solution to whatever problem there was, heck, the Alpha had even learned how to filter through the rambling for the important information. It wasn't that Stiles was insecure, necessarily, but… he had been told to shut up all his life, he was so used to people being annoyed by his rambling, he was used to it… and now he'd kind of gotten used to the pack actually valuing his opinions and letting him ramble on, even when it was completely random and unrelated, just because they knew he needed to ramble, just because they knew he cared. That was what pack meant. So it hurt, a lot, to hear Derek growl at him again to shut up, like he used to before they were pack.

"Right," Stiles cleared his throat. "Sorry. Focus. I know it's annoying-"

"No," Derek growled again, this time in frustration. "It's not annoying! You're not annoying."

Stiles stared at him in confusion. "Then… why would you tell me to shut up?"

"Because it makes me want to kiss you," Derek ground his teeth together, his arms crossed over his chest as he looked at the floor, away from Stiles. "You're so passionate and enthusiastic and I love the way your interests make your eyes sparkle, it makes them look like liquid amber instead of their warm brown, and when you figure something out and smile I just want to kiss you."

"Oh, finally," Lydia groaned, leaning her head back. "I thought we would have to watch the sad, mutual pining until we graduate high school, this was getting painful to watch."

"Ma—aybe we should leave them to it," Boyd suggested when their Alpha growled. "Let's go, everybody, give our Alphas a little privacy."

"Privacy is overrated I want to see them kiss, babe," Erica pouted.

She still let her boyfriend pull her along though. The pack left the room, Boyd dragging both Erica and Isaac along, while Allison herded Scott and Lydia ustairs, Jackson being the only one who very eagerly fled all on his own muttering about how he so did not need to see this, all of them heading upstairs, until just Derek and Stiles were left. The curse should make Stiles blurt out all kinds of things too, but his brain wasn't working yet, it had come to a full stop. He just stared at Derek.

"Say something," Derek's voice was near pleading. "Anything at all. You're never quiet. You being quiet is unsettling, it… it makes my wolf snarl and want to tear apart whatever made you quiet."

"Right, yeah," Stiles cleared his throat, laughing a little nervously. "I… don't know what to say. You did it, you left me speechless, the impossible feat, I guess…"

"I know," Derek sighed, looking dejected. "You don't feel the same. How could you. You are so amazing, so strong, all the things you went through, as a human, and still you chose the pack, without having any obligations, you chose my pack, and I'm just grateful to have you in it, I don't need more, even if I want it, I understand that you don't… feel that way about me. I threatened you too often, I growl too much, I… half the time, I don't know what I'm doing still, even though I try."

"What," Stiles blinked up at the wolf. "Are you crazy. You try so hard and you improved so much, you became a great Alpha who actually respects his pack and helps them, and if you're lost, you at least learned to ask for help and I'll always be there to help you, Derek, our pack means everything to me. There was never a choice for me, I'm ride or die, you must have noticed that."

"Thank you," Derek whispered, visibly relaxing some. "I don't need you to love me, but I need you in my pack, I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Hi, yeah, wait, can we rewind to the bit with the love? What. Wait, there was also a bit about kissing what did that mean, what do you mean?"

"I love you, Stiles," Derek looked at him, unusually vulnerable. "I love you more than I ever thought I could. When you start talking, all I want to do is pull you into a kiss and never let you go again, I want to listen to you for hours just because I love how passionate you are about the topics you're interested in. I love your little fidgeting because it's so cute. I want to run my fingers through your hair, ever since you grew it out, my fingers itch to feel if it's as soft as it looks. I could get lost in your beautiful eyes and count all the shades of Earth and whiskey in them. I want to hold you close and never let you go, I want to lead our pack together, with you."

"That's like… the most words I ever heard you speak in one go," Stiles whispered in awe. "And I am struggling with computing any of them. I mean, you love me?"

"I know," Derek heaved another sad sigh. "You could have someone better, should have someone better. Someone your own age with whom you can be without the fear of your father arresting them. Someone who can… communicate their feelings better…"

"Yeah, no, shut up," Stiles threw his hands up. "First of all, my dad would absolutely not arrest my boyfriend, like, damn mom was seventeen and he was twenty-two when they got together, it would be a total hypocrite move to do that, and it's not like you are a decade older than me or anything. Besides, he absolutely would never arrest someone I love and I love you so much, Derek. I mean, the growling is actually kind of hot if you're not threatening me, but also even the threatening was kind of hot when it involved you pinning me against a wall. I love you, I love how much you're working on yourself, and on the pack, you… you suffered so much, and you lost so much, and you deserve to be happy and I'm so glad that you're actually rebuilding the Hale Pack, rebuilt the Hale House, reclaiming what others took from you. I'm so proud of you and I'm so in love with you."

Derek stared at him warily, like he expected this to be a lie of sorts, before the wolf remembered that what had started this conversation was their inability to lie right now. Stiles swallowed hard, staring at the man he'd been in love with ever since Derek had come running into the hospital to protect Stiles from Peter after the two figured out who the Alpha was.

"I want to kiss you, right now," Derek whispered, yearning in his voice.

Stiles nodded jerkily and walked over to Derek. He rested a hand on the Alpha's cheek before pulling him down into a slow, soft kiss. He gasped at the feeling of Derek's stubble against his skin, the softness and warmth of his lips, the way Derek's tongue slipped into his mouth.

"I love you," Stiles repeated once more, as soon as their kiss broke. "I love you, Derek. Hear me and believe me, okay? You deserve me, if you want me. You deserve to be happy."

Derek made a small, wondrous noise, as though he couldn't understand that this was real. His arms wound around Stiles' waist and for a moment they could enjoy peace. Until the bickering from upstairs got loud enough to remind them that they still had a curse to break and fairies to fight.

~*~ The End ~*~

[spiderman-stilinski]

Can we just take a quick moment to reflect on how Stiles was the smartest character.

Not only did he dupe everyone multiple times with the nogitsune but Stiles also was the only one smart enough to realize Stiles was the nogitsune.

Stiles was being driven insane and he still was the only one to pull together the fact that he was possessed. How did no one else see that? Because Stiles is a trickster.

[lalaithquetzallicaresi]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers! Spread the self-love 💞

Okay so... never done this, but absolutely love the idea. Thanks for the ask @renmackree!

In no particular order:

A Kitsune's Absolution (Sterek) (Rated T). (One-Shot).

Kitsune are tricksters, they don’t care for right or wrong, don’t even understand it. They’re neither good nor evil. For a nogitsune, vengeance and justice are the same thing, less about righting wrongs, and more about making offenders pay. Only forgiveness, true forgiveness, will ever stop a kitsune’s rampage. And as Stiles, and many others in Beacon Hills are about to find out, getting a kitsune’s pardon is not an easy thing to do.

Endless Courting (Dreamling) (Rated T) (Two-Shot)

In Ancient Times, everyone knew how to court an Endless. Those creatures, born at the beginning of time, with powers greater than any god’s; they could only be courted in very specific ways. Through demonstrations of commitment, loyalty and devotion, through the passing of near-impossible tests. Suffice it to say, it rarely happened. But what happens when, after time has passed, and some things have turned into myth, while others have been fully forgotten, a Suitor rises (one who doesn’t even know he’s one?!)? Or, like I called it in the Sadman Discord, "the one with the surprise wedding in the rain"

Death's Seneschal (Sterek) (Various Ratings) (Series/Collection) Yes, a series, because people cannot possibly expect me to pic a single one of these. I love them all!

It is said that Justice is the right of all living creatures, but who do those persecuted go to for justice? Those misunderstood, hunted, those believed by many to be monsters? And when it is those in power that commit the injustice, by means of money or luck of birth, who is there that would be willing to stand against them? Who will do right by all those that have been wronged? Mieczyslaw ‘Stiles’ Stilinski is the only son of Claudia Gajos, formerly Klaudia Wójcik, only daughter of the leader of an ancient order known as the Servants of Death. His whole life he’s been content to stay away from the Order, like his mother wanted. Until werewolves and hunters turn his life upside down, and then Stiles realizes the time for staying in the shadows has passed. It’s time he becomes who he was born to be… For Justice and Death...

Third Time's the Charm (Sterek) (Rated T) (One Shot)

When the choice was Lydia’s to make, she chose to give him up. Stiles, he’s not the kind to give up, not ever, especially not on the one he loves… Some people might be willing to sacrifice him, or to sacrifice Derek, but Stiles? He refuses. They’ve fought, and lost, and sacrificed enough! This time… this time they’re gonna win! It’s time that a fox learns not to mess with one Stiles Stilinski-… Hale!

Never Say Goodbye (Dreamling) (Rated T) (4 part Mini-series)

Hob Gadling never intended to have a child again, couldn’t imagine doing it, having them, and losing them. When little Jo comes into his life though, he couldn’t regret her. He also could have never imagined how insane his life would get, once she’s in it. Then again, it’s not like he was exactly normal from the start, was he?

I could add more, so many more (like my recent Shadowhunters trilogy, or the one Sailor Moon fic I finally wrote), but since we were asked for five, and these are from my two favorite fandoms, I'll leave it at that.

Will be sending the ask to others now. See ya everyone!

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

I’m looking for a fic where stiles died in a fight and came back cuz he was a phoenix! I’m not really ao3 savvy so I’m not sure how to search!

We got a couple of suggestions!

From @iwannahibernate:

Rising Again by 1Ginger1Keyboard

(1/1 I 538 I Teen I Steter)

Stiles is missing and when he returns his true nature is revealed.

One Must Burn by Yeah_Toast

(1/1 I 1,308 I General I No Pairing)

Stiles has never told anyone his secret, but time is running out. It can’t stay hidden long.

Light my Fire by Divinae

(1/1 I 1,546 I Not Rated I Steter)

The Alpha pack has invaded pack lands that is shared between the Hale and McCall packs.

Stiles is told to stay hidden within the trees as they face off Alpha pack and their newest recruit, a mage and his dragon.

But Stiles won't let his loved ones die even if it means revealing his true self.

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There's Monsters at Home by calrissian18

(6/6 I 83,600 I Explicit I Sterek)

“How did you get past the wards?” Derek had put them up, with Peter’s grudging assistance, after the Alpha pack had made themselves at home a few times too many.

The guy pulled a face. “You mean the wards a five-year-old girl with the mental ability of a goldfish could deconstruct?” He blinked wide eyes at Derek. “Gee, I don’t know. It’s bound to go down as one of life’s great mysteries.”

Derek despised him.

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@somethingsomewherethere says this one!

with ruffled feathers and gaping maws by gryvon

(1/1 I 8,306 I Teen I Sterek)

Stiles tries to save Erica and Boyd from the Alpha pack on his own. His plan backfires, but Stiles's death is only the beginning.

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@lovesouthernsweettea suggested this one!

Season of the Witch by gryffindor17

(22/22 I 95,013 I Explicit I Sterek)

“I just want to feel whole again.” Stiles said weakly, turning his head to look searchingly to Derek. “I’ve got all this…guilt…this pain…and it feels like it’s a part of who I am now. This…constant ache. I just wish there was a way to get rid of it.”

Stiles watched as something flickered to life in Derek’s eyes, and suddenly he was off like a rocket.

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After the Nogitsune's been killed, Stiles still finds himself haunted by what it had done with his body. Try as they might, The Pack can't seem to console their friend... That is until Stiles mentions something that jogs Derek's memory and he takes off to find a friend from the past who he thinks can salvage Stiles's mind. After all, she'd done it for him.

And if she happens to become a part of the pack while she's at it, well, no one's really complaining.

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@sivan325 suggested their fic!

Trickster by Sivan325

(1/1 I 3,589 I Teen I Sterek)

“Are you going to throw out our friendship because of what Theo told you?” Stiles asked since he didn’t get a reply to his question.

[love-me-a-lotta-whump]

bestie I need recs bcos I love your blog and trust your taste 😔✊🏽

I found LUCA from you & I LOVED IT. It’s the whumpiest kdrama I’ve ever seen and I just need more like it 😭 living weapon Whump has a grip on me rn and I need my fix 😤

Any recs where whumpee has a dark side that makes them dangerous and they struggle with letting that part possess them but loses hope at one point?

My fav examples are Teen Wolf Stiles in s3 pt2 with the nogitsune - his anxious innocent side vs his evil trickster side has a hold on me like no other - or Supernatural Dean with the mark of Cain and micheal and demon dean ugh

Like what’s the point of pretty boys if they’re not struggling with themselves, am I right?

Ilysm okay so I’m gonna give you a few recs and feel free to DM me your thoughts on them, bestie. (There will def be some variety btw bc I feel like I see your vision)

🇨🇳The Untamed - {X} ~~ So basically one of the characters (the one that’s always in black) very much so struggles morally and is incredibly powerful and misunderstood and traumatized but honestly such a sweetheart. He definitely become undone a few times. One of my favorite Chinese dramas ever 🥰

🇰🇷Lovers of the Red Sky - {X} ~~ He spends the entire drama slowly losing control. I’m obsessed.

🇰🇷Love Song for Illusion - {X} ~~ spends damn near every single episode fighting to maintain control

🇰🇷Weak Hero Class 1 - {X} ~~ This one isn’t really super power type losing control but it’s more mental and emotional. You’ll see a slow decline throughout the drama and towards the end you’ll see him just lose it. It’s one of my top favorite dramas from any country ever. (Yes ik I haven’t finished my list for it don’t mind me lol)

🇯🇵Fuujinshi - {X} ~~ Another really good one where he has an ability that’s killing him and making him lose control to a point where he’s isolating himself to try to not hurt anyone and his loved ones have to hunt him down

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Pack House

"Uh, Derek, do you remember what Stiles said he was doing today?" Boyd was sharing a look with Erica.

"Something about visiting a college friend in LA. Why?"

"Because he was just on tv kissing a guy on a float in the Pride Parade." Erica watched her alpha closely.

"WHAT?!"

"Well that is one way for him to come out of the closet." Peter was on his phone looking it up so he could tease the Spark.

"Shut up, Peter."

118 Station

"Hey Cap, did you know why Buck asked for this day off months ago?" Asked Ravi while he scrolled on his phone.

"No," Bobby looked up from his paperwork. "Why?"

"Because he was just on the local news kissing a guy on a float in the Pride Parade. It was one heck of a kiss. Been posted all over social media too."

The sound of glass breaking had everyone looking at Eddie.

Somewhere on a Parade float

"I hate you so much. You are a horrible kisser," Stiles was searching his pockets for gum.

"No, I'm not." Buck held out a stick of gum for Stiles.

"No, you're not which is worse. But we did win the bet so it was worth it." Stiles took the offered gum happily.

"Wonder why Gabriel offered that much for a bet in the first place." Buck frowned before shrugging. "Nevermind, I don't want to understand the mind of a Trickster."

"Hashtag facts."

[theweirdspacejellyfish]

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