#inthearmsofathief

New Traditions by InTheArmsofaThief 

[4576w | General]

Stiles fiddled with his phone, absently closing and reopening the same app over and over. He’d been thinking about this day for months. Well, for years, if he was being honest with himself, but the actual plan for this actual day had only started forming a few months ago. He’d been thinking about this ever since he found out where Derek was.

I’m a week off, but here’s the next set of TW Sterek fic recs!

evergreen by Walkingfelony  | 6.9K | T | Derek/Stiles

Peter Hale hosts a Christmas Eve party every year at his home in D.C.

Derek attends every year.

It's where he meets Stiles.

Filter Out the Starlight by skoosiepants  | 12.2K | T | Derek/Stiles

“Why are you not more curious about me?” Stiles says when Derek’s got the door half open, sun spilling over the dark wood, dust motes spinning about his legs. Stiles is wearing fabric that hasn’t been invented yet, he’s clutching a smart phone to his chest, and he appeared out of nowhere, like an angel.

Softly, Derek says, “We all have our secrets,” and closes the door.

Or-

A heartbroken Stiles accidentally travels back in time to find his one true love. A harlequin-ish Christmas romance.

Throw Me to the Wolves by skoosiepants  | 13.4K | T | Derek/Stiles

He feels the physical embodiment of devastated, his already too strung-out mind struggling to wall up all the hurt, the rejection—he takes a deep shuddering breath and looks down at the shredded skin on his arms, at the sluggish way they’re weakly healing.

There is nothing, nothing he wants more than to have Derek sweep in and make everything all better. He should have known, though, that something like that would never happen to him.

OR -

Stiles accidentally gets bitten, and everything goes to hell.

Under Yellow Moons by skoosiepants  | 17.1K | T | Derek/Stiles

They stare at each other, half-grinning, and Derek knows it’s definitely the absolute wrong time for this, but he wants. He wants to grin at Stiles over dinner every day for the rest of his life, baffled over yams and Moon Pie Day, and, god, crap, goddamn, when the fuck did he have time to fall in love?

Or

The life and times of Deputy Stiles and Supernatural Foster Dad Derek Hale

Blackbird by skoosiepants  | 25.1K | T | Derek/Stiles

Stiles groans and drops his face into his hands. “I’m seventeen, I can kind of use mountain ash and I can explode houses when I’m mad enough. How am I gonna win any kind of magic fight?”

“We’ll work on it,” Deaton says, as infuriatingly calm as ever. “The important thing to remember, Stiles, is that when everything else is chaos, you’re the port in the storm.”

Or-

Laura Hale never died, and Stiles is magic.

Smoke and Ashes by InTheArmsofaThief  | 25.7K | E | Derek/Stiles

Scandals were popular in Beacon Hills. The town was small enough that everybody knew something about everybody, and big enough that there were always plenty of stories.

Only the big things stuck in the greedy gossip mongrels’ minds, though. Like, the kid who smashed his car into the forever dented “Welcome to Beacon Hills” sign, or the fire that killed most of the Hale pack, or the banshee who went crazy in her weird horror-story, science-lab lake house.

Or Stiles.

Between Dogs and Wolves by artemis69  | 25.8K | T | Derek/Stiles

"This is…not four million in cash,” remarks Stilinski.

“Isaac. Did you fail to get my money back and decided to pick up a stripper on the road to bribe me? Because let me make this perfectly clear: this would totally work. Well done.”

Or

The mafia!AU where the Hales owe four million to the Stilinskis, Laura rents Derek (but not as a stripper), Stiles gets a new favorite, Derek gets a new boss, a new puppy and a new family.

Sometimes they break people, but mainly, they just snark at each other.

Written in the Stars by Quixoticity  | 26.5K | M | Derek/Stiles

Derek Hale is a lucky guy. He's got a great family, good friends, and a fulfilling job as a tattoo artist.

He's also one of the twenty-five per cent of the population born with a soul mark.

He likes his life, but he's waiting for his soul-match. The odds of meeting them aren't great but hey, Derek's a lucky guy. He has faith.

He can't believe how good his luck really is when one day his soul-match wanders right into his studio, all long limbs and copper eyes. There's just one problem: Stiles is there to get his soul mark covered up. Permanently.

Millstone by eleanor_lavish  | 31.3K | E | Derek/Stiles

EYES LIKE STARS

Author: InTheArmsofaThief

Summary: “I’m not going to hurt you,” he said indignantly. “And don’t think you can try anything on me. It won’t work.” Stiles had been attacked by his own kind before. Stiles wasn’t necessarily strong, but unbridled. And nothing ever seemed to really hurt him.

When the Okami stepped out, it wasn’t what Stiles had been expecting. The wolf was an actual wolf. His sleek black fur was hit by rays of the setting sun, his eyes glistened like rubies and his teeth were sharp. Sharp enough Stiles wondered if they could actually damage him.

“Kira said the village lost all its protects,” Stiles mused. “Yet here you are.” The wolf growled again. Stiles scoffed. “I don’t blame you for abandoning them. Wouldn’t want to protect them either.”

Info: 11k | General | Medieval AU, Kitsune Stiles

Notes: One of my favorite writers is back! I LOVE fantasy/medieval fics with deep, innovative plots and this is one of those. Such an amazing read <3 -C

Sneak Peek:

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he said indignantly.  “And don’t think you can try anything on me.  It won’t work.”  Stiles had been attacked by his own kind before.  Stiles wasn’t necessarily strong, but unbridled.  And nothing ever seemed to really hurt him.

When the Okami stepped out, it wasn’t what Stiles had been expecting.  The wolf was an actual wolf.  His sleek black fur was hit by rays of the setting sun, his eyes glistened like rubies and his teeth were sharp.  Sharp enough Stiles wondered if they could actually damage him.