#fullwolf

Awww thank youu. I love fullwolf Derek! have a tag for that. Check it ouuut. But yeah here are some new ones

Old Traditions, Werewolf Edition

Summary: Stiles does not work his Omega ass off to attract frat boy Alphas. Absolutely not. He’s at college to get his degree. If he’s crushing on an Alpha who never crosses the lines of propriety, well, no one needs to know, right?

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Not Quite Lost (Not Quite Found)

Summary: A year after the nogitsune is defeated, Derek is living a quiet life in the mountains above a small town in Colorado.Then Stiles shows up.

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Human is Just a Word

Summary: Getting claimed by a werewolf has so not been on Stiles’ agenda for the night. But at least he can choose whose human pet he’s going to be. That’s a plus, right?

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A Simple Life

Summary: Derek plans to spend the rest of his life holed up in the woods after Laura dies. Then he meets a stubborn young fox, and the stubborn young fox meets an urn of Deaton’s magic powder, and his plans change.

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Hallowed Grounds

Summary: Everything in Beacon Hills is the same when Stiles comes home from college.

Well, except for the fact that he’s a published author now, Scott is halfway across the world with a travelling circus, Erica’s epilepsy has been cured, her boss offers him a job too, and there’s this weird black dog that seems to be following him around just to judge him.

Oh, and the murders, of course.But other than that stuff… totally the same old BH.

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Suspicious Minds

Summary: “Don’t feed Balto your pizza,” Stiles mildly warns his daughter.

“Derek.”

Stiles pauses, mouth open and cheese sliding off the pizza as he parrots, “Derek? Who’s Derek?”

His daughter rolls her eyes, like Stiles has just asked her the dumbest question ever. “The wolf, Daddy!”

“You changed his name?” Stiles asks in surprise. Usually she’s pretty set about naming things.Her doll’s name was decided two seconds after receiving it, the car has been Alonzo for three years now, and the toaster ‘Pop’ for the last six months.Meg nods, prodding the sliding cheese back on top of her slice.

“Yeah. He told me his name is Derek. And that he doesn’t really like Balto.”

“Is that right?” he asks, eyeing the wolf who seems far too interested in watching a pair of animated moose arguing. It’s official. This wolf is weird. This whole situation is weird.

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Separated from Laura after being cornered by some hunters, an injured Derek finds himself being rescued by Stiles and his young daughter. In more than one way.

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Actual Wolf Derek Hale

Summary: Stiles is almost done with the bottle of whiskey when the dog wanders—limps—out of the woods towards him.

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Hey love! Please check out the fullwolf tag in my categories and you can also try and type in /tagged/feral (since there isn’t a tag for that but I already used it to tag some fics) AND check out these masterposts: masterpost about feral Derek, masterpost fullwolf/wolfed out Derek, Masterpost fullwolf and deputy Derek

I also found you some new ones! Enjoy!

who’s gonna save you

Summary: “The chemist has come up with two new formulas. One to stop your lies and one to stop your heart.”

Stiles feels the blood drain from his face. This was not the plan.

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Back To December

Summary: There was a car abandoned on the side of the road. The door was open and the engine dead, having been left on and long since abandoned. A trail of blood lead from the abandoned jeep, deep into the snow covered forest. Desperate footprints fled deep into the thick woods where no one ever ventured.

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Blood and Pain

Summary: Stiles is hurting, Derek can smell her blood from miles away. His mate is in pain and bleeding, and he has to get to her.

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The Old Legends

Summary: “Is…something wrong?”

Derek gave a half nod again, and whined high in his throat. Stiles groaned as his legs gave out and he sank to the edge of the bed. There were a lot of possibilities, sure, but he already knew which one it was.

“You can’t shift. You ran into those motherfucking faeries, didn’t you?”

Derek huffed in assent and pushed his head into Stiles’ shins. He dropped a hand to his friend’s head and stroked through the fur absentmindedly and tried not to panic.

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Patience

Summary: After everything that’s happened, Derek has turned into a wolf and refuses to turn back, instead practically living with Stiles, the one person he feels safe with. Stiles is more than happy to take care of the werewolf he’s grown so close to, and learns more about himself and Derek the more time they spend together.

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Hey sweetie! Sorry that you had to wait! Here are a few suggestions:

Check the Categories on my blog! You will find some fics under the tags “FBI AU”, “Police/Detective AU” and under additional tags you can find “Full Wolf Shift” Fics ☺️

Here are some handpicked recs for you! Some have deputy!Derek others have wolf!Derek or fullshift!Derek and some have a mix of all three. Enjoyyy!

Seeing Wolves (Where There Are No Wolves)

Summary: Or otherwise known as “Derek Goes to the Doctor,” wherein Derek gets the therapy he so desperately needs and gets healthy. The clearer his head gets, the more room it seems to have for Stiles.

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Are you lost?

Summary: He finds a teen walking middle of the road, on a lonely stretch of road and he founds himself wanting him.

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We All Deserve Love

Summary: Stiles makes a dumb mistake, and ends up bringing work (and trouble) home.

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All Stirred Up

Summary: Derek’s first duty as a new deputy is the early morning coffee run to The Leaky Carafe, and it’s not long before he discovers that the quirky barista has a knack for making the perfect drink. Every time. Even before you order.

But is it intuition, luck or magic that has all Stiles’ customers leaving happy?

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CSI: Beacon Hills

Summary: Back when Stiles was in high school Beacon Hills didn’t have a crime lab, because they simply didn’t need one. Those were the days.

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Ssshhh! (or the voice in my head will have to shout)

Summary: Things in Beacon Hills are always weird, but Deputy Derek Hale is pretty damn sure he’s getting the brunt of this week’s insanity. There’s a serial killer in town getting their kicks by posing people weirdly and maybe the local coven is to blame. His mom’s setting up his sister with his new boss’s cute son. There’s some guy talking in his head. Oh, and his heat kicks in, four months too early. Also: he’s pretty sure cell phones are the worst thing on the planet.

This is Derek Hale’s terrible, horrible, no good, very bad week. All he wants is to enjoy his new apartment in peace. But you can’t always get what you want. And if he tries real hard, will the voice in his head help him get what he needs?

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Can I Steal You?

Summary: One day Derek will learn how to not be affected by a cheeky, barely legal, pick-pocketing brat. Today is not that day.

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What I Did On My Summer Vacation

Summary: There’s something weird about Beacon Hills that Stiles can’t quite put his finger on. The way everyone in town knows his name the day he arrives. The way they insist the melancholic howling that echoes through the forest every night is just a dog. The way his dad denies getting a dog, even though Stiles comes home to find one sprawled across his bed, some big black thing whose eyes gleam red in the right light. The way that massive oak tree out in the woods vibrates under his touch, pulsing with sickly life.

There’s something weird going on in this town, and Stiles is determined to get to the bottom of it.

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Wolf in the House

Summary: “What? It’s totally an improvement. He’s not scowling, or dating bad guys, or slinking around in unsanitary places. Still a bit paranoid, but what can you do. At least he’s a lot easier to get along with when you can buy his affections with ear rubs.”

“And you always wanted a dog,” Sheriff added wryly.

“And I always wanted a dog.”

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The Wolf That Heard Crying

Summary: There was someone in Derek’s house. He was on his way back from a hunt, licking blood from his muzzle when he heard the sound of smashing wood coming from inside. Derek snarled quietly, leaping up onto the back deck without a sound. He paused in the doorway to the living room, eyes burning red in the dim light. The boy whacking the wall with a moldy piece of timber was different than the ones who had come before. He wasn’t laughing, wasn’t enjoying himself as pieces of rotten flew from both the wall and the wood in his hands. He smelled of sadness and desperation and anger, and when the piece of wood in his hands finally splintered the boy sank to his knees and cried.

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What I Did On My Summer Vacation (by grimm):

There’s something weird about Beacon Hills that Stiles can’t quite put his finger on. The way everyone in town knows his name the day he arrives. The way they insist the melancholic howling that echoes through the forest every night is just a dog. The way his dad denies getting a dog, even though Stiles comes home to find one sprawled across his bed, some big black thing whose eyes gleam red in the right light. The way that massive oak tree out in the woods vibrates under his touch, pulsing with sickly life.

There’s something weird going on in this town, and Stiles is determined to get to the bottom of it.

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The One With The Mail-Order Brides and A/B/O Dynamics (by Stoney):

Wolves aren’t meant to be alone. Laura tells Derek this repeatedly. Which… is why Derek knows he’s losing his mind, as Laura has been dead for more than six years. Wolves aren’t meant to be alone.

And so he sends away for a companion. JUST for a companion, not for a mate. The universe, however, has a different plan in store for him.

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how sharp are your teeth (by Bontaque):

Stiles mistakenly visits Derek whilst he is in heat.

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tide pulls from the moon (by paintedrecs):

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. Stiles, who showed up at his door with blazing eyes, looking like he wanted to punch him in the face, but wrapping his arms around him instead, making him grunt in surprise at the raw strength of his embrace.

“You asshole,” Stiles said, slapping him heartily on the back as he extricated himself, his voice rough under his bright smile. “You couldn’t have made yourself harder to find, could you?”

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Alone Together (by asocialfauxpas):

Derek has lost his pack. Stiles has lost his pod. They find each other on the high seas.

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These Iron Bars Can’t Hold My Soul In (by voidnogitsune):

“Derek, we, uh. We found something.” Scott says over the phone, and if it weren’t for the fear in his voice and the panic seeping through the bond, Derek wouldn’t have acted as quickly.

When the pack arrives, Scott is knelt down beside an amber-colored wolf, hand stroking through the fur in smooth movements. It’s barely breathing, chest rising and falling with obvious effort. There’s a chain collar wrapped around its throat, silver spikes digging into skin and fur.

Derek stalks up to the body and scents the air around the he-wolf, trying to decipher whose pack he belongs to, but all he can smell is fire and ash.

Or the one where Stiles is a werewolf from another pack and Derek’s pack takes him in as their own.

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omnis cellula e cellula (by twnkwlf):

“You put the diaper on backwards,” Derek says.

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say my name, say my name (by crossroadswrite):

In werewolf lore there is a tale, passed down through generations, about the sanctity of the mate bond and how only your mate can bring you back from the brink of madness by naming you.

Derek always knew names were power for creatures like him, he just never knew someone calling his could change his world.

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I’ll be the Jane to Your Tarzan (by Laluna92):

The wolf man moves down to Stiles’ chest, frowning at the offending clothing that is blocking his way to more of Stiles’ skin. He brings his clawed finger down the front of Stiles’ shirt and rips it straight down the middle. Stiles starts to protest but he’s cut off by a threatening growl. He proceeds to rub his stubble across Stiles’ chest making his nipples harden at the rough feel of his jaw. Once the man is satisfied with his work, he moves his clawed fingers down Stiles’ stomach to remove the jeans from his body.

Stiles wrenches away from his touch and glares, “No. I’ve let you have your fun but there is no way your clawed fingers are going anywhere near my dick, dude.” The wolf man tilts his head and his eyes narrow in anger. Suddenly, his wolf face transforms into one of a young man in his early twenties and holy fuck this guy is hot.

(Or Stiles gets lost in the woods and comes across a feral wolf man who claims Stiles as his own.)

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Thirty Messages (by Julibean19):

“Look. I think my friend is obsessed with you… or your cell phone at the very least. And if your stupid fucking voice saying the same two words is all he’s ever gonna have of you, then you have to let him go. You don’t let him get attached and you don’t drag it out. If you hurt him, or lead him on, even just a little bit, I swear to God I will kill you. So call him back, and end it.”

In which Derek leaves town with Cora, and Stiles thinks he might be going insane… because no one would leave this many rambling voicemails for someone they weren’t even dating… right?

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Lost (On the Road to Self-Destruction) (by bluerib):

When word reaches the Beacon Hills Sheriff Department of an illegal, underground, full-shift pit fight Deputy Stiles Stilinski is the first to volunteer for the raid. He expects the usual: wounded wolves, pissed off owners and enough violence to fuel the world if it could be bottled and sold. What he gets isn’t all that different; except for that black wolf with red eyes that has the judgiest wolf-face ever. Stiles is instantly smitten, it all goes down hill from there

Let's Get Lost (by gottalovev):

Tragedy strikes and Derek would do anything to help Stiles get better. If that means leaving town together with no specific destination in mind? So be it.

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lick me, lave me, love me (by tryslora):

It’s not the first time he’s woken like this, a huge paw pressed against his chest, holding him in place. Derek likes to groom him in the morning, likes to let the wolf explore Stiles, taste him.

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Shadow And Flame (by Zeepacna):

“Time and death walk side by side.” The banshee told him with a small smile on her face “Save them.” She said, with a plea in her eyes.

Stiles only had a moment to feel confused before the banshee was unleashing the combined force of all the screams she had been holding back directly in his face.

Lydia somehow managed to send Stiles back in time. Now he has to save his pack, a pack that doesn't even exist yet, let alone trust each other.

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Stiles, the Human Incubator/ Submarine (if He Goes Underwater) (by orphan_account):

Stiles thought Deaton was joking about the cool looking plant that could 'go against the laws of the universe'. He wasn't.

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Stiles is newly, accidentally pregnant and emotional, and Derek is the sweetest, most over protective mate that ever existed.

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Hide (by dr_girlfriend):

Stiles has been rejected so many times that it doesn't really surprise him when it happens again. Hurts, yeah, because dammit — he'd thought Derek was the one. Heartbreak sucks, and he's not so sure he's going to get over it this time.

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(The Time Derek Had To) Pick a Fucking Anchor (by cheshirecat101):

Derek's Wolf form has only one thought: Stiles.

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