#dergent

Nurture over nature by netweight [<1k] ☆

For the 3 Sentence Ficathon prompt, "Chris Argent/Derek Hale, nothing like Kate."

I know...all this posting I've been doing about Petopher and the first thing on the list is Chris and NOT Peter. Little known NBB lore: I was a Chris/Derek stan LONG before I gave into the Petopher propaganda. And this is one of my fave fics about them. Perfect drabble. I reread this all the time. I've even reread it during times where I wasn't hyperfixating over Teen Wolf at ALL. I think this may have even started my love for vignettes, one-shots, etc. To be able to write such a great fic in three sentences is just astounding to me. That takes having SUCH a way with words. It inspires me so much.

blessed is mercy among family by asiren [<1k] ☆

Chris Argent: wifeless, sisterless, daughterless. At the end of the day, nothing left at all.

The summary alone lives in my head rent free. Like, no one's ever gonna describe him better. They nailed it.

Madonna of the Desert by fleete [<1k]

Chris meets Vicky at a hunter's convention in the Wyoming desert.

The tone shift from the last one to this one is crazy. I didn't care about Chris/Victoria at ALL until I read this fic. I understand why people get the impression that their marriage was arranged, but I think it's so much more fun to think that Chris really did just fall in love with her and her stone cold killer bitchery the good old fashioned way.

A Neck But No Head by HenryMercury [1.1k] ☆

Argent men are trained to be soldiers, and Chris is no more and no less than that. Argent women are trained to be leaders—but there are no Argent women left. Chris is a bullet without a gun, an arrow shaft without a bow to give it force and guidance. The nogitsune had asked what has a neck but no head—and Chris has an answer for it now.

Okay, back to the sad stuff. Sorry! Blame the word count, not me...Errrnnnyways, this was the first character study fic I ever found about him and it has stuck with me since. Perfect glimpse into what he must've been thinking post-Allison. Little hint of Chris/Derek at the end.

Shedding All My Old Regrets by saintsideways [1.5k]

Peter leaves Chris in Sacramento. Peter finds him again in Santa Fe, living in a motel next to a diner, face brown from the desert sun. Peter is moon-pale, thin and sharp and salt-stained. “What took you so long?” Chris snaps, shirtless in the evening gloom, backlit by neon.

First Petopher fic on the list...I actually just found this one today on the hunt for some new Petopher fics and I enjoyed this one. I like their short and to-the-point writing style a lot. That might be a theme throughout all of these, actually...I've said this before but I really only enjoy their dynamic when they're at each other's throats or when there's a clear power imbalance in Peter's favor. Like, Peter's evil! PLEASE LET HIM BE EVIL! Unless it's with Melissa…in which case I support him softening up.

I'm no good (you're no better) by broadcastdelay [1.5k]

Despite his intention of avoiding both Argents and heroism, neither of which he feels particularly well-suited for, Derek ends up with 74 shards of glass embedded in his back and a Chris Argent who seems to disagree.

God, I love this one. This author writes Chris and Derek like nobody's business. Derek reads Chris so well in this, and they write Chris to be just the perfect amount of aimless and desperate. Rereading this now, their conversation kind of reminds me of Dr. House and the patient from One Day, One Room, which is my favorite House episode! Chris is the patient in this scenario, of course.

compartmentalizing by firefall [2.5k]

He lets Chris suffer in silence, which Chris both appreciates and understands. Derek has almost thirty years of horror to swallow down. The world hasn’t been kind to him, either. Which is why the unabashed care in his voice nearly takes Chris’ breath away when Derek asks quietly, “We’re okay, right?” He says it like a plea. Like he needs them to be okay. It’s a far cry from the practiced control Chris usually hears from him. Chris’ face heats up. “Of course,” he says roughly. “Why would you ask that?” Chris and Derek after the war.

Another Chris/Derek fic. THIS was the first Chris/Derek fic I ever read. It's always gonna have a special place in my heart.

Seventeen and Not a Day More by allyarra [2.7k]

Allison is 17 years old. She will never be a day older. And then she is.

Chris and Allison. The bit about Lydia lives in my head rent free.

soldiers; monsters; strangers by robotboy [2.8k] ☆

An uncanny happenstance in the desert.

THE BEST PETOPHER FIC. HANDS DOWN.

When It Comes to Melissa by Triangulum [3.3k] ☆

Melissa's beautiful when she comes, head thrown back in ecstasy. One of her hands is still twisted in Chris' hair and her fingers spasm when she comes, unconsciously pulling his face closer to her. He commits the taste of her and the way she looks as she falls apart to memory, in case he never gets to be like this with her again. She's breathing hard, soft breasts rising and falling rapidly. She tugs at Chris' hair when it's too much, when she gets oversensitive. He pulls back reluctantly, not wanting to give up where he is. The insides of her thighs are red from his beard and he presses soft kisses in apology to each, but she doesn't seem to mind, humming in pleasure when he touches them.

So, if you couldn't tell by the name and the summary...this is Chris/Melissa. Superbly well-written. So so so so cute.

Let Me Be Your Hero by idc_chan [3.5k]

Five times Chris struggled to let Allison grow up and one time he couldn't.

Another Chris and Allison one. Loooove a vulnerable Chris moment especially when it's to do with him being a father. Also it's so hard being a fan of the both of them because neither of them can do any wrong in my eyes. Like that is so grandma coded of me.

a new sun pounding by traveller [5.9k] ☆

“Noor Khan, Chris Argent. Chris, Noor.” Jake gestures between them with the H&K he’s holding. “Thanks for coming.” “Watch where you’re pointing that thing,” the woman says in a crisp accent, knocking the gun away with the back of her hand before reaching out to shake Chris’s. “Nice to meet you.”

Oh my GOD. THIS ONE. THIS. ONE. THIS ONE IS SOOOOOOO GOOD. Who would've thought one of the best Chris Argent fics would be him paired up with a character who doesn't even exist in Teen Wolf?!?! Yes, it is Chris Argent/Original Female Character. I don't normally read OC fics but I'm glad I stepped out of my comfort zone for this. Like, turns out there really are people who get him like I get him. A++++

But It Won't Erase by broadcastdelay [8.9k] ☆

When newly-turned werewolves start popping up in Beacon Hills, Chris Argent goes to bring Derek back to town to help clean up the mess. In cleaning up the mess, though, one last werewolf gets created. And somehow that’s not even the most unexpected development in Chris’s life that year.

Oh my God. AND THIS ONEEEEE?!?!?!?! DON'T EVEN GET ME STAAAAAAARTED. Oh, wait, this is my blog and my post. I can literally do whatever I want. This is the second time this author has popped up on this list and for good reason. Their writing style is PERFECT. This remains not only one of my favorite Chris fics, but one of my favorite Teen Wolf fics PERIOD.

Need by Davechicken [9k] ☆

After the loss of his daughter, Chris struggles to find something. Anything. Anything that will make things okay again. He never meant to ask Derek. Well. Sort of.

More Chris/Derek :3 I love love love love love love love this one. It ticks ALL the boxes for me. Perfect.

Steady Hands by thegeminisage [36.5k] ☆

Twenty-four hours after the death of his sister, Chris Argent wakes in Derek Hale's loft with his hands trembling too badly to load and fire a gun, and no matter what he does, he can't make them stop. He made a promise to protect Beacon Hills in Allison's stead, but now he has to decide how he carries on her legacy when he doesn't know if he can fight, if he can ever lay his guilt to rest, and if he's truly capable of doing good when he has already done so much harm.

For my last one, I have...another Chris/Derek fic.This is actually a sequel to another fic they wrote. I didn't put that one in here even though I really like it just because that one leans more towards being Derek focused. Chris kinda goes a lil crazy in this one which I LOOOOOVE. Of course a guy like him would have a nervous breakdown. WHO WOULDN'T IF YOU WERE CONSTANTLY SURROUNDED BY TRAGEDY AND IT WAS LOWKEY ALL YOUR FAULT!!!!

“What do you mean we have to get married?”

Chris hadn’t stopped frowning since he’d suggested the idea. “It’s hunter law.”

“Why does hunter law mean we have to get married?” Derek asked.

“Marriage gives you immunity. If we’re going to be going to a hunter council, you’re going to need immunity.”

“Immunity? What happened to ‘We hunt those who hunt us’?”

“Some hunters take a more… laissez-faire approach to the code. But it’s not about that. Only hunters are welcome at hunter councils - you’d be executed for trespassing.”

Derek considered this. He might not have always made the right decisions but he did have a pragmatism learned from years of fighting for survival. He knew they needed whatever help they could get, he knew the teens were dealing with a dark force beyond their control, he knew Chris cared for them (it was one of Derek’s favourite qualities about him), knew that Chris would go alone if Derek didn’t agree, and knew that was dangerous. “Okay,” Derek agreed. “Let’s get married."

The plan had first been discussed two days ago. It was Argent's idea. Noshiko might have lots of information on nogitsunes but one thing she didn't know was how to trap one. Argent didn't either but there was an annual hunter council coming up and he knew one of the clans had experience with kitsunes. Not nogitsunes specifically but at this point they needed all the help they could get.

The only thing was after the recent near-death experiences — Scott, Ethan and Boyd trying to kill themselves and Derek trying to kill Argent — the pack, even the adults, had developed a buddy system of sorts. No one was supposed to go anyway alone if it could be avoided and that included exclusive hunter conferences. Derek, of course, had been the first to volunteer. It seemed the hunter and the wolf were always together these days, an interesting development considering the start of their relationship.

With Derek's consent, the only thing left was to plan and execute a wedding in the week before the conference.

"Does hunter law say anything about how we get married?" Derek asked.

Chris nodded and began explaining.

The wedding was held two days later, an appropriately quiet affair given the situation. Allison was there, wearing a sweet blue dress and whispering something in her father's ear that made him shoot daggers at her. Deaton officiated because of course the druid was qualified to officiate weddings. They got through most of the ceremony without issue and then Allison brought forward the rings. Chris took one of them and made eye contact with Derek. He slipped the ring onto Derek's thumb. "In nomine Patris," He murmured and then moved the ring to Derek's index finger. "Et filii." And then Derek's middle finger. "Et Spiritus Sancti." And finally Derek's ring finger. "Je t'épouse." When he finished, he gave Derek a small smile and Derek knew it was his turn.

He took the other ring and repeated the ritual with Chris' fingers, doing his best not to tremble as their hands brushed. He kept his eyes on Chris' hand, unable to face looking the other man in the eye while he did this. Derek had been practising his words in the mirror all morning and it paid off. "Je t'épouse," He finished and only then did he meet Chris' eyes.

Deaton cleared his throat. Derek had nearly forgotten he was even there, less than a foot away from them. "I now pronounce you married," Deaton announced.

Chris broke out into a proper smile, almost uncharacteristic in its warmth. Derek smiled back reflexively.