All the things I love

Paige is sixteen, suddenly brought back to life, and she’s so confused. Everything’s so different, she can’t see her family because they’d have to explain the supernatural on top of hunting them down because they left BH after her death and no one has time for that when they are trying to get to stiles, trying to make sure the witches didn’t harm him. Paige is alone and terrified and no one will talk to her and all she wants is for the soft, sweet Derek she knew to comfort her. She wants him to hold her and tell her everything will be okay. She wants him to look at her like she matters, that her being brought back is the best thing to happen to him. Instead, he looks at her like she’s a burden, like she’s a problem that he can’t be bothered to solve. He looks at her like he wishes she would disappear. He’s short with her, he snaps at her when she cries and that only makes her cry harder. None of the pack are nice to her. They make sure she’s fed and someone is always with her but she feels so alone.

Derek is borderline feral not being able to see or hear his mate. He hadn’t told stiles but stiles is his mate, he’s his. He was trying to ease stiles into it, didn’t want to scare him off by throwing the entire wolf at him. Stiles is only human, he doesn’t feel the mate bond like Derek does. Because of that though Derek is borderline feral and snapping at everyone. He’s having problems controlling his shift.

It comes to a head one day when the betas are all talking about stiles, about missing him, about wanting to scent mark him and see him. They’re talking about ways to get to him. No one has any real answers, they can just scheme at this point. Paige asks who stiles is and the pack take turns explaining ‘my Batman’, ‘our pack mom’ ‘my best friend’, and finally ‘he’s the alpha mate, he’s Derek’s mate.’ Paige makes a face and tries to quickly mask it but it’s caught. ‘Is he really his mate? Wouldn’t a good mate be here though?’ The pack tenses, Derek growls before grabbing her arm and pulling her to the Camaro. The pack follow behind, sharing concerned looks between themselves. They finally pull up at the sheriffs house. The sheriff is outside on the porch, one of the betas called him. No one can see stiles but he’s watching them from one of the windows, the cursing and muttering his dad been doing before stepping outside gaining his interest. Derek pulls Paige out of the car by the arm, he’s gripping her hard enough to bruise and she’s tripping over her own feet trying to keep up with him.

Lydia ask Derek what he’s doing and he tells her ‘I’m fixing it like you told me to.’ The sheriff sighs from the porch, pinching the bridge of his nose. ‘You can’t kill her to solve this, son.’ Erica cackles from the side ‘she’s already dead though so you won’t have any extra paperwork!’ And that is why she’s both the sheriffs favorite beta and the reason he has even more grey hairs now- she’s finishing what stiles couldn’t.

Derek pulls Paige to the mountain ash line, ignoring everyone. He tells her to break it and she’s sobbing but tells him ‘no, I won’t do it.’ She’s still holding onto the naive hope that Derek will see her like he did before, that he’ll realize that stiles ran and hid but she stayed with the pack when she could have ran and found her family.

Stiles steps on the porch just as Derek grips the back of her neck like he does the betas when they don’t listen, his claws her out and she has little streaks of blood on her neck. He growls at her, behind words at this point and shoves her towards the mountain ash again. She’s frozen in fear now, maybe still a little stubborn but mostly fear, and still won’t break the line. Lydia and the sheriff step forward at the same time to break the line before they have a dead body to deal with. Lydia can feel the urge to scream building.

In the end, it’s neither of them who break the line. Stiles is standing in front of Derek, the mountain ash kicked to break the circle.

doctor who meme | nine scenes [3/9]

Because Stiles couldn’t be more on board about it. Even if some his eagerness is misplaced like wanting to get back at his dad or surviving near death experiences with Derek, Derek protecting him and feeling grateful for that and not knowing how else to say thank you. Derek is hot as fuck and Stiles wants him and he wants it rough and hard and for Derek to hurt him a little.

Derek looking at a sleeping naked Stiles all bruised and marked up and feeling like he deserves the firing squad.

Derek fucking him everywhere he shouldn’t fuck him at. The abandoned train depot, the preserve, Stiles’ bedroom, the fucking Hale house. Derek is losing his marbles. He’s fucking Stiles in the ruins of his childhood home and he can’t stop. At least here it’s isolated and quiet and Stiles can moan and scream all he wants.

the problem with fucking the sheriff’s kid in a small town is that even if you’re being subtle people start talking. Because they notice the kid in town with the young Hale who came back in town just to be suspected of murder.

Derek starts getting followed by Argent Hunters more insistently.

Stiles starts asking for him to come over only at night when his dad is at work. Or go to the Hale house on his lunch breaks for some quiche (a quickie), keeping their movements around town to a minimum.

Derek needs to fucking stop this, it’s ridiculous. They can’t go on like this. He can’t keep fucking Stiles and hate himself for it every single time.

But Stiles is so pretty and he begs so nicely and he’s so needy and his back arches so well and his ass feels so fucking good.

But it’s the way Stiles looks at him whenever he wants to have sex that keeps Derek crawling back and caving every single time. Because Stiles’ look mirrors his own, desperation and raw need. They both need it so bad. They both need each other so bad and it’s tearing Derek apart.

And then Stiles’ dad finds out. He comes home early from work. Stiles isn’t expecting him and didn’t get dressed after having sex with Derek and falling asleep after the wolf left.

The sheriff finds him naked in bed all bruised and marked and panics but he’s not an idiot. He knows what most of those marks are and how they’re inflicted.

He wakes Stiles up harshly and starts yelling at him, demanding to know who the fuck he’s seeing. Even though he kind of has a strong suspicion already because people have been talking but he had wanted to ignore it and chose not to believe it when Chris Argent came to him and warned him about Derek Hale sniffing around his son. He had wanted to believe his son was smarter than this, more responsible than this but apparently not.

Stiles scrambles in bed, grabs a shirt at random and pulls it on, yelling back about privacy and knocking before coming in but quickly realizes his dad is angrier than he’s ever seen him. At least while sober.

He grabs Stiles by the upper arm drags him up and out of bed to get into his face and demands to know who he’s been fucking around with.

Stiles’ face and stomach drops. The words are ugly coming from his own father and they make something nasty form in his own stomach and it shows on his face as he watches his dad’s own dark face, breathing hard and angry.

“Don’t play dumb, dad. You know perfectly well who.” Stiles says in a fake light tone, smirk forming.

His hands starts shaking, his own anger and fear of his dad’s temper starting to get the better of him.

He doesn’t know why he’s surprised when his dad slaps him across the face but he is and it’s so hard he falls back onto his ass on his bed, holding his cheek.

His shaking gets worse and he fixes a point at the opposite wall. He hears his dad apologizing but that Stiles has gone too far. That he’s grounded for the foreseeable future and if he even puts a toe outside of this house without permission, he won’t like what happens. He adds too that the Argents seem very interested in Derek Hale and his whereabouts around town, goes on about how Derek Hale is bad news and ever since he arrived in town things have been going downhill.

Stiles stays impassive, still fixing that point on the wall, holding his stinging cheek and tries to stop shaking.

His dad watches him in silence for a few seconds before adding calmly but very pointedly that if he ever finds out Stiles was with Derek Hale again he will have him arrested and if that doesn’t work he’ll shoot him.

He ends with a “stay the fuck away from, Derek Hale, Stiles. I mean it.” before turning and leaving Stiles’ bedroom and closing his door gently behind himself.

Stiles lets out an explosive breath, a gasp really. He tries to stand but his legs refuses to cooperate and he slides down and off his bed with his back to it. He pulls his hand away from his face to check for any blood but doesn’t see any. He can’t stop shaking, there’s white hot anger in him that renders him completely paralyzed.

He wants to go after his dad and scream his head off. He wants to tell him all the nasty things he’s thinking and rub in his face that he’ll never be able to erase the fact that Derek Hale had sex with him but there’s also a part of him, a smaller part of him that is so scared. So scared of what his dad is going to do. Will he really arrest Derek? Or shoot him? Is he going to tell the Argents about Derek and him having sex? If so they might try to use that to get to Derek and hurt him.

The anger is more prominent though and Stiles reminds himself Derek is good at evading trouble. And he won’t let his dad get to him. There was no fucking way. God, he wants Derek so bad right now it’s actually painful. He’s able to get himself up this time and finishes getting dressed. He checks his phone but there’s nothing. Derek isn’t really a texter or a phone person in general.

He gives a furtive look at his closed door and sends Derek a text. “My dad found out. You should make yourself scarce for a bit.”

Derek answers almost immediately. “you okay?”

Stiles’ lips wobbles and he sits back down onto his bed looking down at the text. Such a simple question, very average concern but it breaks Stiles wide open, breaks through the shock of what just happened.

Stiles types “not really he hit me” but doesn’t press send. He sniffles and wipes at his eyes in annoyance. He can’t stop crying but he doesn’t want his fucking dad to hear him so he keeps it as quiet as he can.

He debates sending the text for so long, Derek sends him another. “Stiles?”

Stiles presses send and cries harder. He sets his phone aside and cries into his hands as quietly as he can.

Derek is at his window not even 10 minutes later, Stiles startles hard and jumps up to rush to him and push him out the window again, whispering quickly.

“What the fuck are you doing here?! Didn’t you get my text? You gotta go, Derek, I’m not playing.”

But Derek bullies his way inside, manhandling Stiles out of the way then grabs his chin and turns his face to look at his still painful cheek.

“Derek, it’s nothing, please just leave.” Stiles whispers frantically trying to pull himself out of Derek’s grip but it’s useless.

Derek’s eyes are intense and dark, he’s never seen him like this before not even when they have sex and Derek gets really intense and fixated when they have sex.

“Please, Derek, just go!” Stiles tries one more time and thinks it works because Derek lets him go.

But instead of retreating to the window he bypasses Stiles and marches angrily to the door, Stiles’ eyes widens and he throws himself after Derek and tries to pull him back and stop him.

“Derek, no! Stop! What are you doing?!” He’s not whispering anymore, sheer panic making him almost hysterical and his voice loud and high.

Derek jerks out of his grip easy as can be and opens his bedroom door and he’s off and down the stairs in a flash making a racket and Stiles follows as quickly as he can, calling after Derek frantically but it’s too late.

His dad who was on his recliner watching tv, stands and hollers at Stiles about the noise, asking what he’s doing.

He rounds the corner into the kitchen and comes face to face Derek who doesn’t even hesitate a moment before punching him square in the face, sending him down hard and scrambling back.

Stiles who’s stopped at the bottom of the stairs, gasps loudly and screams Derek’s name, frozen for just a moment before going to Derek and trying to pull him away again but Derek pushes him off and bends down, almost getting in the sheriff’s now bloody face.

“Who the fuck goes around taking their anger out on their own child. I’m standing right here, it’s me you’re angry about so take it out on me.” Derek says darkly, slowly.

It makes goosebumps bloom on the back of Stiles’ neck and it takes him a few tries to speak again.

“Derek, stop it, it’s fine please leave now, please!” Stiles begs and goes to pull at Derek again but his dad’s hand moves and Stiles’ eyes widens.

“Go ahead, sheriff. Shoot me if that will make you feel better.” Derek says, straightening himself up.

“DAD NO! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Stiles screeches and tries to bypass Derek to reach his dad but Derek stops him with an arm around him and pushes him back.

“Derek, let me go! Fuck! No, Dad! Put the gun down!” Stiles still tries to reach his dad but Derek won’t let him.

It doesn’t make any sense, his dad always puts away his service weapon when he comes home but here he is pointing it directly at Derek’s chest.

“Please, dad! Put the gun down! Please, stop this! I swear if you shoot him I won’t forgive you! I won’t fucking forgive you do you hear me?! PUT THE GUN DOWN!” Stiles screeches, hysterical, his blood rushing in his ears and panic almost choking him.

It doesn’t matter that Derek can survive a bullet wound. It doesn’t matter that his dad could find out about the supernatural because of it. All Stiles is thinking about is his father pointing a loaded gun at Derek Hale.

“It’s okay, Stiles. Don’t worry about it.” Derek tells Stiles, his tone much gentler than the one he used with his dad.

“Don’t talk to my son.” The sheriff orders and pulls the safety off.

“NOOOO! DAD NO! DON’T DO THIS, PLEASE! DEREK PLEASE JUST GO PLEASE I CAN’T DO THIS!” Stiles wails, tears gathering in his eyes and he feels himself go weightless like he’s about to pass out.

Derek feels it too and turns just enough to grab him more firmly while still keeping him away from his dad, and the gun.

“Breathe. Stiles, breathe.” Derek orders firmly but gently.

Stiles takes one then another big breath and watches between his dad and Derek with wide wet eyes.

The gun shakes then the safety is put back on and the gun is put down. Stiles slumps in relief and almost crumples to the ground but Derek keeps him up.

His dad starts getting up to his feet and Derek lets Stiles go and takes a step back, keeping his eyes tracking the sheriff’s movements.

Without looking at either of them, the sheriff puts his gun back in its holster then takes out the handcuffs.

Stiles’ jaw drops.

“Are you serious? Dad?” Stiles says in blatant disbelief.

Without looking at him, he stiffly walks to Derek who lets out a short sigh but stands straighter and hands out his wrists.

“Hey! No! Dad, stop it! that’s enough!” Stiles goes to Derek and tries to push his hands down and away all the while addressing his dad.

Both his dad and Derek don’t react to his words at all. Seeing that it’s not working, he steps fully in front of Derek and blocks his dad from getting to him. His dad still won’t look at him.

“I said that’s enough! You’ve done enough, okay it’s enough for tonight, let’s just cool off okay please Dad, okay?” Stiles’ words are rushed and frantic, his hands shaking.

“Stiles. Just let it go. It’s fine.” Derek says quietly from behind him.

Stiles swivels on him, affronted.

“No actually it’s NOT fine.” Stiles says almost hysterically.

His dad chooses that moment to push him aside to get at Derek and desperation grips Stiles’ throat tightly as he watches his dad start to put the cuffs on Derek.

He crowds in close to his dad and starts babbling quickly, desperately, trying to reach his dad in any way he can.

“Dad? Please listen to me. I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry, i promise i’ll stay home okay? I’m gonna listen, okay? you don’t have to do this. I’ll… I’ll stop seeing him, just please dad, he can’t get in trouble because of me, please.”

His eyes are teary and he hates it but he can’t help it. He blinks and two tears rolls down his cheeks. His dad gives him a blank look before looking away again.

“Now you decide to be reasonable and accommodating.” His dad comments a little derisively and Stiles jerks his head back like he’s slapped again.

He looks to Derek but Derek is watching the sheriff. Eyes hard. As if feeling Stiles’ eyes on him though he looks to him and the lock eyes. Stiles shrugs a little,helplessly and looks down at his feet, more tears forming.

The sheriff grips Derek’s bicep and starts steering him towards the front door. Derek lets him, he just lets him.

Coming to a decision, Stiles bolts upstairs to grab what he needs before rushing back down and after Derek and his dad.

They’re just out the door his dad about to close it when Stiles pulls it back open.

“I’m coming along to the station then.” Stiles says stiffly as he hurries to put on his shoes with jerky movements with a hoodie on his arm.

“The hell you are.” His dad says warningly.

“Oh yes I fucking am!” Stiles, retorts back.

“Watch your language and your tone with me.” His dad says stiffly, anger rising again.

and may death find you alive

https://archiveofourown.org/works/67192162

Writer: @renmackree

Artists: @eevylynnart , @quackquackcey

Rating: E

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles StilinskiMinor or Background Relationship(s)

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Danny Māhealani, Jackson Whittemore, Isaac Lahey, Camden Lahey

Additional Tags: Alternate Hale Fire (Teen Wolf), Alternate Universe, Canon-Typical Violence, Necromancer Stiles Stilinski, Kyrkogrim Derek Hale, Full Shift Werewolf Derek Hale, Touch-Starved Derek Hale, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Alternate Universe - Werewolves Are Known, magic is known, Minor Character Death, Minor Vernon Boyd/Erica Reyes, Minor Danny Māhealani/Jackson Whittemore, Tattooed Stiles Stilinski, Tattooed Derek Hale, POV Stiles Stilinski

Summary:

Necromancer Stiles Stilinski was hired by the small town of Beacon Hills to provide a voice to the dead. Kyrkogrim Derek Hale's soul purpose is to protect the dead from Necromancers like Stiles. Can the two of them find a way to work together to help the dead of Beacon Hills move on?

The pack starts teasing Derek and play fighting with him because whenever they hit Derek, Stiles starts screeching and yelling at them to NO!!! NO HURT DEWEK NO!!! NO!!! and it’s the cutest, funniest thing ever.

after, Stiles pouts and folds his tiny arms across his chest with tears in his eyes and refuses to talk to the betas or even his own dad while Derek rubs a comforting hand up and down his little back awkwardly. Stiles is being ridiculous but well he IS a child at the moment. Derek is also stupidly terrified of him.

it’s a whole Thing when the sheriff lifts Stiles up into his arms and tries to leave the loft with him. Stiles assumes his Dewek is coming with them but then the sheriff says goodbye to Derek and falls back on his old daddy habits and says like “okay Stiles say bye bye to Derek.” and Stiles is like :O and immediately throws an giant tantrum.

There’s the stop breathing until he’s blue in the face and Derek panics but the sheriff is like “please son let me handle this okay” and the sheriff blows into Stiles’ open mouth and Stiles takes a big breath and starts wailing like someone is torturing him. he stretches his little arms to Derek while big fat tears fall from his eyes. Derek thinks he might be dying because nothing has ever hurt this much.

the sheriff is cool as a cucumber while Derek is like 😭😭😭 but at least the sheriff is nice enough to pass Stiles to Derek again who pulls him close and Stiles hugs his neck and hiccups dramatically like the world is ending.

it takes Derek walking him down the cruiser and saying bye bye 5 times and accepting 2 cheek kisses and making 3 pinky promises that he will be coming to see Stiles in the morning. but even then Stiles is teary eyed when his dad pulls out of the parking lot and Stiles waves a tiny hand to Derek all sad and forlorn and Derek thinks he might have to revise his plan of having several kids with Stiles because there’s no way he can handle it if they’re going to torment him like this.

the next morning Derek is at the Stilinski residence bright and early as he promised and when he knocks he hears the pitter patter of feet sprinting to the door and Derek frowns because thats not…

An again fully grown Stiles opens the door and beams at him.

“we are SO having kids!!!!!” Stiles exclaims while simultaneously giggling with exhilaration.

He practically jumps into Derek’s arms and holds him tight and Derek does the same, relief and fondness warming Derek’s chest.

“You’re gonna be a great dad. I can’t wait.” Stiles says into Derek’s ear as he plays with Derek’s hair at the back of his neck.

Heart of Stone

Writer: @1989dreamer

Artist: @eviscer-8

Rating: T+

Relationship: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Derek HaleStiles StilinskiTalia HaleAlan DeatonPapa HaleLaura HaleCora HaleSheriff Stilinski (Teen Wolf)Jennifer Blake (Teen Wolf)

Additional Tags: Jennifer Blake/Julia Baccari Warning, Magic, Turning into an animal, Swan Princess Remix, Turning to stone - Freeform, physical disabilities, Brief Vomiting, Derek and Stiles are the Same Age, Embarrassing Situations, Sheriff is a King and Magic

Summary:

Derek spends his nights as a beleaguered prince dodging proposals and thinly veiled insults in turn and his days as a cantankerous swan, thanks to a curse by an evil sorceress. To break the curse, he has to find true love or be turned to stone at the end of one year. The only thing is, the sorceress never said he’d turn to stone all at once. So, now Derek has to find his true love while he drags along his stone appendages. Perhaps the strange traveler who comes knocking one night can help him?

INVITED INSIDE

By:Blacktofade

Of all the things to finally bite him, a vampire is truly at the bottom of Stiles’ list.