#insecure derek

Derek and Stiles are the only ones amongst the pack and pack adjacent, if you count uncle creeper-wolf (and Stiles never does), that don't have a hunny to snuggle with, but Stiles, as always, is determined. He's sick of being the one left behind. Never one to turn down the hyper-human, Derek relents to the endless begging.

The pack laughs. Prickly, grumpy, 'I'll rip your throat out with my teeth' Derek Hale cuddling? But Stiles knows it'll be worth it. Just look at Derek's forearms and chest. They were made to cuddle and protect.

It's a little awkward at first. Derek's stiff and closed off on his half of the seat, arms crossed over his chest, but Stiles wants to get down with the cuddles. He plops his head down on Derek's shoulder and snuggles in with a soft sigh.

In a public venue, Derek's a little self-conscious. This wasn't something his past girlfriends liked to do. He'd have been hard pressed for Kate to even hold his hand, and outright laughed when he wanted to kiss her. Jennifer only ever saw him alone, away from people, often at night. But this is different. Stiles warm against his side, his scent is clean, fresh, and open, and the weight of his head on his shoulder is a comfort rather than a restraint. Derek especially likes the way Stiles' body sinks into the seat so perfectly to nestle against his side.

Of course, Stiles sees right through Derek's gruff indifference. Halfway through the movie, Derek's practically purring. It's a risk, but Stiles gently takes Derek's hand and tangles their fingers together.

"You know," Stiles whispers, voice barely audible over the film. "It gets lonely all alone at night with my dad at the station..."

"Only at night?" Derek asked, and Stiles smiled against his shoulder because breakfast in bed with morning cuddles was good too.

@sterekdrabbles A little something for the prompt words owl, tell, bury (24/9/18), and dedicated to @mylittleshipgoestoot for her birthday. Hope you had a great one, Millie! ❤️ Have a little insecure Derek and a little teasing, but ultimately reassuring once he realises how deeply Derek is affected, Stiles. Plus, as we’re in the month of all things spooky, a little added Edgar Allan Poe shoutout and reference.😘

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“Poe?” Stiles read off the book Derek’s head was buried in. “What, you don’t get enough of the macabre as it is?”

Derek shrugged. “I find his work psychologically fascinating.”

Stiles smirked, immediately putting Derek on the defensive.

“You’re not the only one allowed to be intellectually curious,” he snapped.

“Chill, my scholarly little owl,” Stiles grinned, irritating Derek further.

“I’m not just some musclebound meathead, okay? I have a brain, you know!”

Stiles sobered instantly. “I know.”

“Do you?” Derek questioned. Pleaded.

“Listen to my tell-tale heart, see if I’m lying - I know you’re smart, Derek.”

Some of the more recents 2017 fics from one of my absolute favorite tropes!! 

★=Fics that could use more kudos, comments, and appreciation.

TATTOO THIS FIC ONTO MY FRIcKEN FOREHEAD!: 

turn the other cheek by @redhoodedwolf​ (1/1 | 12,465 | Teen)

Derek Hale was not born a werewolf.

Stiles Stilinski was not born with a soulmark.

Soulmate Skin Writing! Coolest. Idea. Ever!: 

Word by Word by @cobrilee​ (1/1 | 11,843 | Teen) 

The first time Derek sees the words, he’s had a really shitty day. Laura was on his case again, all in the name of sisterly love, of course, and Cora was wielding her usual acerbic wit like a rapier. He’d gotten to the scene of a shooting too late and the victim had died before Derek could call for an ambulance. His Camaro had gotten a flat and while he was attempting to change the tire on the side of the road, someone drove by and sent a wave of muddy water arcing, drenching him, and he was cold, muddy, and miserable.

Then, as he was sliding into the front seat after toweling off as best as he could, he felt something prickling on his arm and glanced down. Shaky, thin lines began appearing, little by little, and he could do no more than stare as the infamous phrase formed on his arm.

Are you 18?

Such a fun addicting read! Love it to pieces: 

Happy Birthday To Me by hbunting1403 (1/1 | 10,820 | Mature) 

"Hi there, and welcome to Full Moon Jewellery. Thanks for browsing! I’m a designer based in California whose only dream in life is to get through art school without having to sell off my organs - which, by the way, is still on the table. You need a kidney? Let me know in your personalisation request, and I’m sure we can work something out. Guy’s gotta have that dollar to buy curly fries."

It's Laura's 30th birthday and Derek sucks at buying gifts. Then he stumbles across 'Full Moon Jewellery', an Etsy store run by an art student who has strange ideas about nutrition, and whose enthusiasm for his new commission is actually kind of adorable.

In which the whole pack wants Derek to get a life, and Derek just wants some peace.

(But not really)

THIS FIC ONLY HAS 1 COMMENT! It so deserves better!: 

★I’m Sorry, What? by fancyachatup (1/1 | 2,416 | Teen)

Basically Stiles is Derek's mate but Derek doesn't tell him until Stiles is getting (fake) married

Sweet Precious Fluffy Fluff: 

An Unpredictable Amount of Turtles by skoosiepants / @pantstomatch (1/1 | 5,942 | Teen) 

Stiles says, “I have a five year plan. A five year plan to popularity that will tank the minute I meet this guy.”

“I feel like you’re exaggerating,” Scott says, but Scott has a katana-wielding badass waiting for him at the other end of the rainbow, and Stiles has terrariums.

Or—

A soulmate au with turtles and angst.

I LIVE!!!: 

Yeah, Pass The Salt, Stiles by CallieB / @13callieb (1/1 | 3,609 | Gen)

They're not particularly inspiring words. Not like the long stream of goo spilling over Scotty's arm. But somewhere, Stiles' soulmate is out there, waiting to say them to him.

If only he could stop thinking about the mysterious hot stranger he met in the woods...

Oh boy, I cannot wait to see this completed!! 

★ I know I’ll go (blame it on me) by @peasantaries​ (WIP 2/3 | 3,432 | Teen)

Stiles and Derek both have their reasons, and they'll both fight tooth and nail to avoid one another, but it turns out to be a lot harder to fight the force of gravity.

Love the whole mood of this fic. Darker, angsty: 

★Mischief by AshVee (1/1 | 6,613 | NR) 

Amid danger and depression, self-denial and self-depreciation, two people realize that they fit together better broken than they ever would have whole.

Poor Poor Derek! This is great!: 

In Which Laura Is Never Going To Let Derek Live This Down by Omimouse / @joisbishmyoga​ (1/1 | 1,587 | Teen)

“Laura, for the love of god, stop laughing and get him off of me.”

Adorable: 

Ink Me by AsagiStilinski (1/1 | 4,281 | Gen) 

Derek is never going to find his soulmate, because there's no way in hell there exists a man named Mieczyslaw in Beacon Hills

Rating: Teen and Up

Word Count: 12961

Derek had a lot to consider going into his fifth year of Hogwarts. His parents were pressuring him to make good grades and to preform well on his O.W.L.'s. They were a family that worked in the Ministry after all. But he was more concerned with Quidditch. And his grades showed. Well, Transfiguration did anyway. So, he was going to get a tutor. That was okay. He just wasn't expecting it to be one Stiles Stilinski.

by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella)

Rating: Teen and Up

Word Count: 58339

The wolf’s head whipped around so fast, Stiles felt like he was watching The Exorcist.

Stiles wondered if he could just stand still enough to make the wolf think he was a tree. A very bright red and jean-clad tree. He doubted it, but one could hope.

He knew it was a lost cause when the wolf turned fully, lips pulled back from its sharp teeth—so very sharp, good fucking Lord!—and began walking towards Stiles.

Stay, Stay, Stay by drunktuesdays (1/1 | 2216 | E)