I just want to say I ran through all your ghostsoap fics on a bad day and honestly they made me feel so much better, so thank you for writing them! <3 I hope to see more of the boys from you because you write them so well
This is so incredibly sweet and brightened my whole day <33 I'm beyond touched that my writing might've helped someone having a bad day (and I hope you are doing much better now!!).
I'm so sorry to say I don't see myself writing any more Ghoap in the future 😔 My muse has totally fled. But I'm incredibly moved by the feedback I've received from lovely readers like yourself. Thank you ❤️❤️❤️
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Sleep did not come easy but he kept occupied by listening to the sound of Stiles’ breathing, noticing that he had not fallen asleep either. After what felt like hours, Stiles rolled over to face Derek. He was clearly frustrated about not being able to go to sleep and he grumbled, pouting at Derek, “’m cold.”
“What do you want, Stiles? Another blanket?” Derek asked, knowing what Stiles was implicitly asking for but needing to hear the words. But Stiles just shook his head, sticking his bottom lip out more. Derek wanted to bite it. “A sweater?” Stiles shook his head again. “Hmm, fuzzy socks?” Stiles whined and Derek chuckled, “Need to use your words, Stiles. Gotta tell me what you want.”
“Hug?” Stiles asked, timidly holding his arms out.
Derek wasted no time in pulling Stiles closer, one arm under his neck and the other grabbing his waist in a possessive hold. “This okay?” Derek inhaled as he looked at his huge hand covering half of Stiles’ waist, wanting to see if his fingers would touch if he bracketed his waist with both hands.
Stiles nodded and tucked his arms against Derek’s chest.
or, Stiles and Derek love each very much and take care of each other.
Naga gonna give you up by @definitivelydrivel (17k T)
Well, it finally happened. Stiles is a shifter, but he's not a wolf.
Now Scott thinks he's a weasel, weird snakes after the pack, and he's pretty sure his nose is telling him that Derek might actually be an ok guy once you get past the whole 'resting murder face' thing.
But hey, that's just because someone's listening for once, right?
My Dogtor Thinks I'm Dying by brsfic (45k E)
Stiles doesn’t think there’s anything wrong with him, except maybe chronic over-caffeination. But his dad’s retired K-9, Bandit, disagrees. According to TikTok, that means cancer. Or seizures. Or secret pregnancy. Cue Stiles in an exam room, shirt off, face burning, while Derek Hale—yes, that Derek Hale, his long-forgotten high school crush turned absurdly hot doctor—takes his medical history like it’s no big deal. It’s fine. Totally fine. Not a meet-cute. Definitely not.
The Loquacious Fingers by brsfic (47k E)
Derek Hale didn’t expect getting lost in his own neighborhood to change anything—until the night he frightened a stranger in a dark alley without meaning to. Stiles Stilinski is deaf, skittish, stubborn, all sharp eyes and quiet panic, a notebook clutched to his chest, and a silence Derek doesn’t understand until much later. Soon Stiles is stepping into Derek’s messy loft, borrowing his books, drinking his tea, and filling Derek’s quiet spaces with the warm, steady presence Derek didn’t know he needed.
Things begin to get tricky when Derek realizes that his erotic stories more and more star Stiles instead of the usual sexy female heroine. But everything's under control until one day, Stiles is curled on Derek’s couch reading the manuscript he never intended anyone to see. Derek isn’t sure what terrifies him more: getting lost in the dark with no one to help him or Stiles recognizing the pieces of himself hidden in the pages.
Cupboard Love by mklutz (32k G)
He’s carefully balancing the sandwiches and the two biggest tupperware containers he could find that both had functioning lids when the front door opens and he almost drops everything right there in front of the stupid fountain.
If that’s Derek Hale, he’s definitely not a mountain man.
slow it down, slow it down by ferretbueller @fullshiftderek (12k E)
"Stiles got Covid, dude. Tested positive last night. He was supposed to fly in this morning." Scott shook his head in pity; then his expression turned a little sheepish. "He was gonna stay with us until Kira got back and help take care of the little man. Sucks for him, and for us a little too I guess."
Derek set Kenji down on the counter to fuss with the buttons of his shirt. "So Stiles is stuck in Chicago for Christmas," he said slowly. "Alone."
The Night We Met by TW_Queen (Queen_Whovian) @somewhatcontainedqueen (44k T)
Stiles blinked. He realized, abruptly, that his right hand was pressed against the man’s chest. The fluttering heartbeat was getting stronger with each passing moment. Stiles swallowed, “Are you— What do you… Are you saying he’s my… soulmate?”
The woman tilted her head again, looking pensive. She nodded, “He is yours.”His. Yours. Mine. Stiles swallowed, feeling sick all over again.
One night is enough to change your life. When hunters corner Derek in the Preserve and a mysterious force brings a Spark to his side, he finds it changes more than he'd care for.
The White Hart of Winter by DarkAthena (seraphim_grace) (65k E)
Sent to marry the Hale Beast Stiles finds himself alone in a castle left to ruin and watched over by Kate Argent, who he thinks is sleeping with his new husband and seems determined to destroy him.
The Ritual by @carmillah (42k E)
“The mating ritual has commenced. The human now belongs to the Hale pack.”“I have a name,” Stiles mumbled.“What is it?”The voice was rough, as if biting into the delicate skin of Stiles’ throat had taken concerted effort. Stiles’ eyes flitted open, looking at his Werewolf-husband for the first time.“Oh, my God,” Stiles groaned. “You’re hot.”
When Stiles is caught breaking ancient Pack law, he’s given two choices: be killed or become mate to some Werewolf he’s never met before.
He chooses what he hopes will be the less lethal of the two options.
Thank you to the authors I really enjoyed all these fics! <333
Thank you for being so understanding. And truly, like, that fic was shaping up to be my new #1 favourite up until that character introduction. Like, the fact I continued reading even after the fact speaks volumes about how much I enjoyed that story and how talented I think you are. So yeah, if you've got non-K.A. fics, I would LOVE to read them. Please feel free to compile a list based on which ones you think would be best (and in the order I should read them). I love werewolf mates. I love the scent marking, and just all of Derek's wolfiness. I love the kissing and smut. I don't like past relationships of any form, I love the whole they're each other's one and only thing, and past relationships detracts from that so hard. But yeah, I'm absolutely so so so keen to read anything you've got that ticks all my boxes. You're definitely on my authors-to-watch list.
There'll be a fic where Stiles gets injured and a fic where Stiles gives Derek a gift -- neither of those have Kate. Hope you enjoy ☺️
I really really loved The Ritual. Like it was gearing up to be my new favourite. But I was blindsided by Kate being in the story. As someone who has experienced uninvited advances during the teenage years, I get triggered by characters like her. I actually don't read stories if she's tagged in them because it triggers PTSD for me. I probably have no right to ask this, but I would really appreciate it if you could add a "warning: Kate Argent" tag. I considered stopping reading when you introduced her, but I only continued because the rest of the fic had been so damn good that I figured it was worth a bit of emotional upset. Aside from that, you handled the story expertly. I would hands down read anything you wrote you in the future (so long as she isn't in it). But that was truly a magnificent read. I couldn't put it down, I read the whole thing in one sitting and you got multiple outright laughs out of me. There was so much great humour, and the way you characterised them both was astonishingly good. You captured both their natures and instincts and handled the colliding of their two worlds so well. It was truly truly an amazing story. I don't expect you to reply to this ask. I was just hoping you'd be open to adding that tag to help people like me.
Hi anon, I hope it's okay to reply to this!
Thank you for bringing this to my attention -- it was a complete oversight on my part. I definitely did not mean to exclude Kate from the character list! I've now fixed that, and alao added the 'warning: Kate Argent' tag, as you suggested.
I'm sorry for any distress this caused, and I hope you are doing well & taking care of yourself! Thank you so, so much for your kind words (especially despite the unexpected appearance) -- your feedback is so kind and generous, and really, really lovely to hear!
Once again, thank you for letting me know and sorry for that oversight on my end. I do have other Sterek fics in the works with absolutely no Kate, so I hope you enjoy those if you give them a read. :)
Journaling had always helped Soap stay grounded and process things around him; helped him sort out his days, especially on missions where time could blend together into an endless chasm of gunfire and sleepless nights and sweat-soaked fatigues. And sketching — sketching made him feel connected to the people and things around him. Recreating his reality under his own hand made things feel real when he felt the world slipping away. It helped him notice the small things he might not see otherwise, like the unique slant of a soldier’s smile.
He was itching to draw Simon.
Summary: After a mission leaves him permanently injured, Soap is given leave of his duties. In the hopes that he can prove himself both mentally stable and physically capable of returning to SAS, he agrees to attend group therapy for soldiers reintegrating back into society. There he meets another soldier who is struggling to seem normal.
Final chapter here on AO3 (or start from the beginning here)
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“Had an interaction.”
The thickly accented words took a moment to settle, but when they did — fuck. Soap swallowed thickly and adjusted in his chair.
The man — Riley — looked back at the moderator, who was nodding eagerly. “Held the door open for someone.” There was a long pause, and Soap wondered if that was all Riley would report. “She thanked me. Then she looked at me and screamed.”
Soap’s shoulders fell. He looked down, feeling his stomach harden like it had been filled with cement.
After a mission leaves him permanently injured, Soap is given leave of his duties. In the hopes that he can prove himself both mentally stable and physically capable of returning to SAS, he agrees to attend group therapy for soldiers reintegrating back into society. There he meets another soldier who is struggling to seem normal.
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