The pack is too busy to notice Stiles destructive behaviour, the smell of drugs on him. He knew what they were doing was a big deal. just be sure to specify your specialties (grammar/punctuation, spelling, flow/plot, being a cheerleader, etc) and things you won’t beta for (ex. But after one encounter, they

mesmerizing freshmen. like maybe on their strained relationships w their parents and/ or them dealing w trauma and what not and preferably with sterek as one of the couples. A lot.

;) have some of my sterek fluff. It’s not like he’ll see something he shouldn’t, right? Derek Hale, Stiles thought, indignant, was a goddamned scholiastic menace. He will save that for another time. And shove him against walls. “Mmmmh pretty.“ Stiles purrs in a way that makes a wild fire torch the planes of his skin.He knows Stiles is drunk and that the boy would probably stroke a pineapple and compliment its attractiveness, but Derek can’t help the way his heart starts to be a huge backstabbing dick, thundering uncontrollably against his chest.It’s painful, because Derek knows it isn’t real. “What I’m looking for two things. Trying not to puke all over his pajamas. Somehow, despite the fact that he’s blind, he’s able to read Derek like no one else.

What happens after they finally hookup after years of tension, though, isn’t something Stiles ever signed up for.

night and that Scott won’t pick up his phone to let you in.”“Uh, yeah, man, tell me about it. “What the fuck are you doing? A very bright red and jean-clad tree. Thanks!! Derek has had a crush on Stiles, a young omega who goes to his school since he first laid eyes on him. “It’s all real.

]Actual pornlets with, you know, porn in them. Stiles took a deep, steadying breath and forced himself up with shaky limbs. Derek faces him, eyes serious. gcse.type = 'text/javascript'; A story about goody-two-shoes Derek crushing on a Polish Prince Charming with a drinking habit - also the universe keeps on shoving astral poop into his face. I got out of my car and saw three different cars parked there. He and Stiles are mates. '//www.google.com/cse/cse.js?cx=' + cx; Derek starts paying Stiles visits during full moon nights. (And the rest of the family is staying emphatically out of it in a way that suggests bets have been placed.)”. In which Stiles goes along with one of Derek’s plans and ends up in an alternate universe as a result. “You won’t be taking my memories, and you certainly won’t be taking my magic. Stand Fast in Your Enchantments by DevilDoll, Rahciach. They had met in an interview and within that month they had bonded. Thanks xo, Characters: Reader, Derek Hale, Sebastian(Jinxy).

Now they were aventurine with a touch of light brown around the centre and a darker ring of green encircling them. to another as he said, “Sorry, man. Omegas are fragile little emotional things, needy and whiny. Stiles isn’t sure why all these werewolves think they have access to his bed. “Hey,” Stiles replied, smiling in return. Vivid memories flash and fill his senses: the way that scent sweetened with mouth-watering arousal, the solid, steady thrum of a wildly quickened pulse, running his tongue over intricate tattoos, throaty mewls of pleasure punctuated with muttered curses and pleas not to stop, a firm, tight ass bouncing against his thighs. “Acolyte Stilinski, you have gone against this Quorum’s good counsel.

“Anything,” Derek’s eyes are determined, boring into Stiles’. Stiles, whose curiosity outweighs even his hardest of grudges, abandons his chilly façade of nonchalance in a heartbeat. “This is private property.”, Stiles felt his heart skip a beat, his stomach Try to let it burn out. Stiles was sure that he When he turned to look at Stiles his whole body followed his head. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was. Stiles doesn’t know how to deal with that, and he definitely doesn’t know how to tell the betas he and Derek were secret fuck buddies for a year and a half. When he manages to jerk the door open he comes face to face with one very pissed off Alpha.

Stiles, whose curiosity outweighs even his hardest of grudges, abandons his chilly façade of nonchalance in a heartbeat. “I don’t make a good impression, I know,” Derek grumbles. Or after the Nogitsune, Stiles keeps secrets, there are new people in Beacon Hills, and the Pack has fallen apart. “What are you?” He asks again. But he knows it could have gone very different if he hadn’t found an anchor in Stiles his first period, on his first day. out of the cupboard and bounced across the kitchen floor. But I have read this fic “backing my way into your heart” and I loved piningDerek and the fact it was from his pov. Stiles has to stay at Derek’s loft and they get closer than Stiles ever though they’d be. He didn’t know then what it meant.

When Derek left Beacon Hills, finally ripping the tether free and remembering how to breathe, how to live again, it was Stiles who came after him. I love all of the fics you rec, and I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind reccing a few more.

He’d meant that he saw Stiles as someone who was hurting, as someone who was scared, as someone Derek could relate to, because they were probably hiding for different reasons but they were both hiding.“Yeah, I don’t under-”Derek interrupted. Stiles and Derek have been fuckbuddies for a while when Derek loses his memories of the past three years - and them - in an accident. “You are digging yourself deeper, Acolyte. okay?”. It’s dark and he almost slips when he follows the siren’s voice until the water is up to his neck because she wants him, she wants him and he’s lonely, and her calling is like a relief and this might just be worth drowning for.