Sometimes I Obsess

Remedy For Memory by aerowyn

Derek knows he should accept that Stiles is gone; everyone else has and is grieving. But he just can’t escape all the memories of Stiles that follow him wherever he goes. He even dreams in memories these days. He keeps thinking about all the things that might have been, all the missed opportunities that he let pass by because he was waiting for the right moment to finally give in to his feelings for Stiles. And now that Stiles is gone, there isn’t any time left. When Derek starts dreaming about an abandoned warehouse, he thinks he’s going crazy at first. But then he starts to notice that things in his dreams aren’t exactly like he remembered. And he doesn’t know why, maybe he’s delusional, but he just can’t shake the feeling that Stiles really isn’t dead.

Shifts by gryvon

Stiles has what he's always secretly wanted - he's in a relationship with Derek and he's one of Derek's betas - but all that gets turned upside down when Gerard kidnaps him and his unexpected baby.

Scent It on My Skin by cloudsarefluffy

On Tumblr, mgiosia asked: Would you consider a Fic of Teen wolf gang trying to stop Kate, she wants to use pheromone to get Alpha Derek to be her mate. stiles gets hit instead, even after the potions wares off, Derek may realize that someone was his Mate all along. --- “There we are. That’s what I’ve been waiting for,” the man steps closer, voice lowering, “For you to finally stop being a little shit and realize how much danger you are actually in, and that precious shell of yours just… breaks.” Breaking or not, his captor is wrong. Stiles has been aware of how shitty this is for him since he woke up here, bound and lectured at with various threats. It’s just… “Oh, but the fear isn’t something you feel when it comes to yourself, is it?” No. It isn’t.

Just Another Tuesday… Or Wednesday by amatorial

Stiles woke up tied to a chair, which, honestly, wasn’t even the weirdest thing that had happened on a Tuesday. At least he thought it was Tuesday. Or the one where Stiles got kidnapped because he’s supposedly a werewolf’s mate, and he refused to go down without a fight.

For the Best by insertnextline

After being rejected by the pack that never needed him, Stiles Stilinski is determined to make himself useful. That is before he is subsequently kidnapped and beaten within an inch of his life. How will he get himself out of this one? And what new allies will he make along the way

Facing The Past And Building The Future by SunflowerQueen (Always_MimiTs)

Stiles has been hiding from who he is since his mother's death, but after Gerard kidnaps him, he understands that he can't hide any longer. Leaning back on his roots, he changes the course of the tide, giving the Pack the second chance they very much needed. Derek and Stiles work together to bring the Pack into what they all deserve for it to become.

Hands Together by tty9

Stiles is captured by hunters and gets to know the mysterious guy next door.

I Don't Need Protecting by halcyon1993

After Derek casts him out of the pack, Stiles is left completely alone, the perfect target for the newest enemy looming on the horizon. Now in the clutches of a vicious pack of alphas, tortured, mocked and fed up of being seen as weak, he's determined to prove to everyone who doubted him that you should never underestimate Stiles Stilinski.

A Tremor Through the Timeless Air by rock_n_roads

“I’m not a werewolf.” He blurts again into the suffocating silence, the hum of electricity already buzzing under his skin with his anxiety. __ Or, Stiles is kidnapped while doing research by a group of confused rogue hunters leaving Derek alone in a race against time to find him.

Full Circle by kaistrex (weishen)

Stiles wakes face to face with the muzzle of a black wolf and he does the only thing any sane person would do in such a situation: he screams. A hand – a furry, claw-tipped but human-shaped hand – comes up to cover his mouth. He follows it with his eyes to a furry wrist disappearing into the sleeve of a leather jacket, up to broad shoulders and to the head of the wolf looming over him sprouting from the collar of a Henley. A wolf. Wearing clothes. Stiles sags backwards with relief. It’s okay. He’s just dreaming. – All Stiles had wanted to do was warn a newly-returned-to-town Derek Hale that some unsavoury-looking men had put a target on his back. Instead, he gets kidnapped, turned into some sort of human-fox hybrid by a spell gone wrong and, oh yeah, werewolves are a thing. This is all Scott’s fault.

Alpha by Nival_Vixen

Stiles has been kidnapped by a serial killer known only as Alpha. Stiles finds himself far too attracted to the man that's probably going to kill him.

Pack Wars by miss_aphelion

Scott liked to call it the Great Pack Divide of 2012. Derek liked to call Scott an idiot. (Or the one where Derek kidnaps Stiles to teach Scott a lesson, and ends up learning a few things himself)

Stolen by mr_ankles

The new threat to Beacon Hills is something the Pack has faced many times before, just never like this. --- Or the one where Stiles is kidnapped by a different pack looking to expand their territory, and Derek is beyond pissed off.

I Just Need You by beckybrit

“Derek?” He’s surprised at how steady his voice is, considering he’s absolutely terrified. It’s been a long time since he’s been afraid of Derek, but the eyes looking back at him now are full of hate and the promise of death. Stiles shudders but steadfastly refuses to look away. “Derek, I know it doesn’t look like it, but it’s me... Stiles.”

Please Don't by Missymi

Derek has been captured by hunters before, but this time they don't just want to hurt him. This time, they want him to hurt Stiles.

live another day by pineneedlepants

Anger simmering in Stiles’ voice, he responds, ‘’How about you show him to me right now, to make sure he’s alright and alive.’’ ‘’Sure!’’ She says, peppy, and turns the computer screen to face Derek where he dangles from his shackles, standing in the pool of his own blood. ‘’Say hi to your keeper, Derek!’’ And there it is. Stiles’ beautiful face, eyes burning with worry and fury, so vibrant even through a computer screen. Derek almost chokes on the sobs that want to claw their way out of his chest, but he bites the sounds back. There’s something absolute, something hard and dangerous in Stiles’ tone when he says quietly, ‘’Oh, I wish you hadn’t laid your hands on him. You’re going to wish you had prayed for God for mercy. You’ll wish you’d have asked your mother and father and siblings and your whole family to pray for your soul. Because when I find you, and I will find you, you won’t be given the opportunity for a quick and painless death.’’

Think of Me Fondly by kitsunequeen

Perhaps the worst part of this whole situation, worse than the torture and the pain and the desperation, is that Stiles is here to watch it all. Well, not Stiles. Not really. Derek realized long ago that the man before him is only a hallucination, a horrible trick conjured up by his lonely, strained, pitiful mind. He supposes some small part of himself finds the idea of Stiles being here comforting. For the rest of him? It’s torture. Well, torture on torture. It’s almost too much, the way Not-Stiles looks at him with those big, brown eyes, like he’s sad and angry and hopeless all at once. Derek knows the feeling. ------ In which Derek is kidnapped, and after a head injury, begins to hallucinate Stiles. It doesn't take long for the hallucinations to go from a nuisance to Derek's safe space, nor does it take long after Derek's rescue for him to spill a secret to the real Stiles.

the rescue by EvanesDust 

Stiles has spent every moment of the last four months tracking the hunters who took his mate. Now that he’s found them, nothing will stop Stiles from taking back what’s his.

Lost Hope(Found Again?) by kiranightshade

“What’s your name?” the boy asks. His voice is hoarse but it carries a strength that demands the man’s attention. He opens his mouth but no words come out. He tries again but he lacks the strength to answer him. The boy’s eyes soften as he slowly walks closer, “That’s alright. My name is Stiles. I’m going to get us out of here okay?” By now he is crouched in front of the man and holding his hand out. Like he is some sort of wounded animal, kicked so many times it lashes out at anything that gets too close. Then again, the man supposes he is. or the one where Derek has been held captive for he doesn't even know how long anymore and one day gets a new cell-mate that might just have enough hope for the both of them.

And When I Wake You're There I'm Saved by suchfun

"Derek," Stiles says, firm. His hand is warm on Derek's shoulder. "I'll be okay." "You didn't leave me," Derek argues. "How can you expect me to leave you?" Stiles rolls his eyes. "Oh my god, it'll be fine. Even if I am captured, I'm just a boring human. They wanted you for your Lycan blood." Derek crosses his arms. Mainly so he doesn't wrap his hands around Stiles' throat in an attempt to throttle some sense into him. "That's fine. But this isn't a time when being a boring human is an asset. This is a time when being a boring human results in a shot to the head." "Derek," Stiles says again. He steps closer, so Derek is surrounded in his scent, his chemosignals—namely unwavering, resolute determination, distinctively sharp and entirely unbreakable—clouding Derek's mind. "You'll come back for me." He sounds so sure, and he can tell the exact moment Derek gives in. Because Derek somehow always gives in to Stiles. "I'll come back for you," he confirms. "And you better not be dead." Stiles grins, eyes sparkling with far too much humour for someone who potentially just sacrificed himself for a surly Lycan and bunch of strangers. "You do say the sweetest things."

What You Can't See by darkmagess

A new threat comes to Beacon Hills, putting all its supernatural inhabitants in danger. A true alpha and banshee are rare and valuable quarry, but Stiles and Derek are the easiest targets.

Integral to Survival by placeholdr

Derek is in the cell for about ten minutes before the lone door opens and a new body is tossed in. The person hits the floor with a grunt, rolls, and stands as the door is clanging shut. “That’s really not the way to treat a guest!”

Set your wolves on me by Littleredridinghunter

Kate set the Hale house on fire, killing most of the pack, their emissary Claudia Stilinski and her child, Stiles. Thirteen years later and Kate is back in town, planning something that Derek is sure will end in disaster for them. Good job he decides to kidnap the gorgeous teenager who smells like her and beat some information out of him. Probably not the smartest move Derek's ever had!

Not According to Plan by exclamation

Alternate Universe. All Stiles had planned was a night at a new club to have some fun. Instead, he finds himself dealing with the owners of the club, who keep sniffing him and asking about his alpha, whatever the hell that means. Taken prisoner, Stiles is flung into a world of werewolves and territory disputes. He knows his dad will be looking for him. In the meantime, he must survive being the prisoner of Derek Hale.

warm shadows by stilinskisparkles

“Fine,” Stiles spits back, “We’ll die together, it’ll be dandy.” “I’m looking forward to it,” Derek snaps, “I’ll get some peace and quiet for once.” Stiles grins suddenly, blindingly. There’s blood on his teeth, and his eyes are dark and desperate as he looks up at Derek, but he’s never looked more stupidly, infuriatingly beautiful.

Most Ungentle Fortune by SylvieW

Stiles is kidnapped by Kate Argent, who is convinced he has some sort of magic. He makes an unlikely friendship with the werewolf in the cell beside him, and together, they rally against Kate.

of gods & monsters by Dexterous_Sinistrous

"I’m not the best at conversation. I’ve been told I have no finesse for it.” Stiles took a step closer to Derek, pushing the billowing silk out of the way. “And what would you say if you looked at me now?” Derek looked up, startled for a moment when he realized he was now looking at Stiles’ unveiled face. He was silent for a beat, taking in Stiles’ features for the first time, convinced he would never see such beauty unveiled for him alone.

What Is Necessary by scatterglory 

Stiles gets kidnapped by rogue hunters. This is not okay.

Out of Focus by exclamation

Stiles was taken prisoner by a coven of witches. Now his only chance of getting home is if he learns how to control his own magic... and stops blowing stuff up by accident. With surging power inside him that he can't restrain, Stiles must deal with memories of the nogitsune, and fears that he might end up hurting those he cares about. Meanwhile, his family and friends don't even know if he's alive. His father desperately searches for answers, and Derek will do anything in his power to find Stiles, even if it means asking an Argent for help.

kidnap my heart (ransom my soul) by haleofStilesheart 

Getting kidnapped was something Derek had to get used to when he became an alpha. He deals with it pretty well. Until Stiles gets kidnapped too.

This is Not Our Fate by KindreTurnany

Stiles wakes up in a barred cell with Derek. They’re forced into an arena like something Stiles saw in a movie once. It was the kind of movie where men fought to the death to amuse other men.

Cold as Ice by Gia279

A man stood in front of Derek, three feet away. He had blood on his mouth, throat, and left arm. He blinked at Derek but he looked more dazed than afraid. He grinned, baring bloodied teeth, held up two fingers, and rasped, “Hey,” in a voice that sounded like it hadn’t been used in weeks, before collapsing straight down in a dead faint.

Interrogation by CelestialVoid 

Stiles gets abducted by hunters but the interrogation does not go the way they had hoped.

Future looks good by Tails89

Stiles can’t help the grin that spreads across his face. “Look at you. Mr Alpha, using his words, keeping the pack informed. Very responsible.” Derek doesn’t say anything, but his amused huff says it all. “Can’t you just text me after?” Stiles asks, stepping out of the staffroom and into the hall. “I’ve got a mountain of paperwork I need to finish before next week.”   “I need you here, Stiles.” Stiles feels his stomach swoop and warmth radiates through his chest. “You’re my emissary.” And just like that the warmth is gone. His chest cracks open and ice spreads through Stiles’ veins.

Kidnappings and Kick Starts

Derek was kidnapped to lure out the Alpha of Beacon Hills. Unfortunately for the hunters involved, that is not who takes the bait.

With Blood on Your Teeth by Melpomene (Aconitehart)

When his dad speaks, it's in a carefully neutral voice. "You saw two wolves tonight." "One wolf," Stiles corrects. "The other was messed up. It had a wolf face, yes, but it was..." He trails off, not sure how to describe the wrongness of it. The way its muscles moved beneath its skin, rippling and bulging unnaturally. "It wasn't right." The sheriff nods. "And you magically threw this deformed wolf across the store?" "I didn't say it was magic." "A beam of light shoots out of your hands," the sheriff says dryly, "and tosses a wolf several feet away. You don't consider that magic?" Stiles fiddles with his IV. It's pumping fluids into him, but not morphine, unfortunately. He could use some unconscious euphoria right now. "I don't know what it was," Stiles says finally. "It's just what happened." His dad sighs. "Do you know that all wolves in this state are tracked? They have electronic collars on. Every wolf in California is a dot on a map somewhere." Stiles bites the inside of his mouth. "There are no wolves around Beacon Hills," the sheriff says definitively.

Silent by Handsofred 

Alone, Stiles could feel the tiredness start to run through his body, the cuts on his body aching and other places hurting which made him wonder how they were hurting before he blinked a few times, eyes lifting towards the windows and the grey sky, Stiles hoped that the pack would find him. Slumping down in to the bonds, Stiles dropped his chin to his chest as tears gathered in his eyes, he felt scared for the first time since the car accident and he hated the fact that he couldn’t hear for anything which could creep up on him, hated that he couldn’t protect himself, squeezing his eyes shut tightly, Stiles tried to keep the tears away as he finally let the tiredness wash over him.

Red Witch by rootbeer

The red hair of a banshee. The red eyes of an alpha. The red hoodie of a mage. The red of fire burning. Derek Hale has been a prisoner to the hunters since they burned his family alive. But now someone has come to save him: skinny, defenseless Stiles--147 lbs of skin and fragile bones. Turns out, sarcasm isn't his only weapon.

Don't Savage The Messenger by exclamation

There is an uneasy truce between the werewolves in the woods and the humans who live in Beacon Hills, protected by a magical boundary that gives warning any time a werewolf crosses it. Then the sheriff is taken by the werewolves and his son offers himself in exchange. Stiles promises to serve the werewolf pack, not knowing what horrible use they might have for him. But it turns out his most useful skill is the ability to cross the boundary line between humans and werewolves. Life with the werewolves is nothing like he feared and the werewolves themselves are nothing like the hunters' stories would have him believe.

Actions Speak Louder than Words by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)

"I apologize.” The cop finally looked back up at his face, seeming thrilled. “It’s just—it’s been so long. And we finally have you.” That was a bad word. Not found. Have. Stiles wrenched his hand free and took a step back, but before he could even think up a gameplan, he felt a prick in his neck and jerked away, reaching up to slap one hand against it and twisting in the same moment. One of the others had come up behind him while he hadn’t been paying attention, and his vision began to swim even as his eyes caught sight of the half-empty syringe the guy was holding.

Empty by DiscontentedWinter

Jordan Parrish is the new sheriff of Beacon Hills, a town haunted by its past.

Stuck in This in Between by calrissian18

“You’re not getting better, Derek.” And it was the first time he’d called him that since he’d realized he wasn’t really.

The Undisclosed by Taila_Tai

For once the pack doesn't panic when a new hunter arrives. The gleefully sadistic man has labelled himself a collector of all things rare in the supernatural world and wants one of the rarest creatures; a werefox. Content that the pack is safe, the wolves focus on why their human member is acting so strange, ignoring the fact that Stiles only started once learning who the man wanted...

Rebel and Conquer by Hedwig221b 

“They are wolves, Derek, wolves!” “I know.” “They—” Stiles choked and focused his gaze on the alpha. “W-what?” Amidst the rubble, the groaning building, the wailing, and the scent of burning metal, Derek looked calm. The alpha ascended one step, closer to Stiles. “My love, listen to me—” “What is going on?” Stiles’ throat dried. “I said, listen.” The omega’s mouth clamped shut, his lips trembling. The muscles in Derek’s jaw bulged as if he struggled to stay still. “I am taking you hostage.” Stiles’ chest stilled. His lips parted. He went completely stiff, watching Derek’s lips move, but the words made no sense. “Derek…” he murmured hoarsely, shaking his head. “What…” “I am not going to hurt you.” Derek’s voice went hard as steel. He spread his arms as if showing the lack of armor. “But you are coming with me. It is an order. Do you understand me?” Stiles shifted his gaze from his mouth to his eyes and flinched back. They were red. Burgundy, like the blood splatters marring his face. And just like that, everything became clear.