#prince!derek

(🔒) Foolish devouring things, build your castle in me

LunaCanisLupus_22

Summary:

“I will marry you,” he declares. “But should any more harm come to my father or my people, I will raze the earth itself until I feel the lifeblood drain from your corpse and paint my skin with it.”

It is not an idle warning, but from the princeling it has none of the desired effect. Derek feels no fear, but in this instance at least diplomacy triumphed over the spilling of more blood. It is all the same to him anyway. But Regent Peter was most insistent they avoid a drawn-out, gruelling war.

“Then we have reached an accord.”

Stiles and Derek are both princes engaged to each other in a political arrangement and stiles begins by writing to Derek in a friendly way, Derek responds stiffly a couple times and offends stiles who gets short with him, Derek apologizes and they slowly warm up to each other. I think either stiles gets sick or Derek gets injured because I’m pretty sure one of them writes to the other and gets no response and gets very worried. War breaks out before they can marry and then the political marriage is no longer necessary so stiles writes Derek asking if he wants to be free of him but Derek will not break off the engagement. Then Derek doesn’t reply for a few letters. Then I remember they meet in a hall of stiles’ castle when Derek comes to see him as a surprise. Happy ending and all that. Epilogue is a note derek sends from bed after they are married to stiles who is working in the study, telling him to come to bed. I swear I bookmarked it but I can’t find it for the life of me. My brain is telling me the title is something like a letter sign off, like “most sincerely”, or “with affection,” or something. Any help appreciated!! 💕

Hey!

I believe you are looking for this one, which has been deleted. 😔 You can find a copy in the dropbox. Also, there is a podfic available here.

With Warmest Regards (Affectionately Yours) by asocialfauxpas (fuzzytomato) | 5.9K | Dropbox

because it's not like I have a million other things to read/do.

A Desperate Arrangement by mikkimouse

(29/29 I 115,506 I Explicit I Sterek)

"I'm sorry, I believe there's something wrong with my hearing," Stiles said. "Because I could have sworn you just told me you set up a betrothal agreement with the Hales. A betrothal agreement involving me. Me."

Scott smiled his easygoing smile and nodded, which told Stiles no, he hadn't misheard a damn thing.

After seven years of lengthy negotiations, the treaty between the Hales and the Argents has fallen apart and the two countries fell into war.

Months later, there's an uneasy truce, thanks to the intervention of King Scott McCall, but it won't last. In a desperate attempt to maintain the peace, the Hales sign a treaty with the McCalls to marry Prince Derek to Prince Stiles Stilinski, King Scott's brother.

In the history of the world, there have been many better ideas.

For @deepestbelieverstranger. 

Second moodboard for Vampire!Stiles. I noticed that the first one was loved by many, so here’s more! Enjoy ❤️

Blood drips from Jackson’s hand. Tempting. Alluring. 

Stiles goes in for another bite, licks his lips and nips at the soft, taut flesh of Jackson’s neck. Drinks the dying man in until his thirst is satisfied, until he can’t hear Jackson’s heartbeat anymore. 

He knows he’s fucked up the moment he comes back to himself, Jackson’s body falling limp on the ground and Lydia’s scream of rage assaulting his ears. 

“Monster,” Lydia calls him, and curses him. Stiles can’t figure out if they’re the expletives kind of curse or the witch type, his brain still processing the fact that he killed Jackson. The man Lydia has loved since she was old enough to know what love meant, the man Stiles himself had approved for her. 

He walks away from the scene and ends up in his castle, the solitude making him hate himself. And then. Then he comes. Derek Hale. 

Prince Derek Hale is a noble man, soft and shy and beautiful in ways nobody ever was and nobody ever will, Stiles’ entire heart in his palms like Stiles wouldn’t surrender to anybody else. 

Derek doesn’t know Stiles is a Vampire. A monster. But he sees Stiles fighting tears and comes to him, the moonlight coming from the windows giving Derek’s concerned gaze a glow that Stiles doesn’t deserve. 

Derek is a gift that Stiles has no idea how he got ahold of. 

“Stiles,” Derek asks, his arms around Stiles’ frame, a shield protecting him. But who would protect Derek from him? “Stiles, talk to me.”

Stiles pushes him away, pointedly doesn’t look at his face. “I’m a monster,” 

“No, you are not,” Derek tells him, so sure and confident it makes Stiles want to die. To die again and to not come back like he has once before. 

Stiles laughs and doesn’t say anything. Simply waits for Lydia to come into the ballroom—the very same room she was born in, nearly two decades ago—able to hear her footsteps from far, far away. 

Derek turns to her. He thinks she’s his sister. That they’d never harm each other or each other’s. “Lydia, do you know what happened?” She’s bloody. Covered from head to toe in Jackson’s blood, as if she cradled him against her body; her cheeks are strained with tears, a waterfall amongst carnage. “Lydia, you—Jackson. Where is he.” Derek’s voice turns somber with understanding, and Stiles feels the moment his eyes land on Stiles. 

Lydia’s voice is shaky as she says, “He killed him.” Stiles doesn’t look at her as she tells Derek about who he is, what he did. Doesn’t look at Derek as horror morphs his gorgeous features, turns his heart against Stiles’. Only looks at the moon and wonders why did he ever think that he could ever control his true nature. 

Then Lydia says, “You love him still, don’t you?” 

Stiles dares to look at Derek. Derek is looking back at him, and he—he still loves him. Despite knowing the truth. 

Stiles can’t help but let out a broken, “Derek...”

Lydia sobs, small and heart-wrenching, says, “Only a monster can love a monster!” Thunder sounds outside. Furniture shakes inside as if caught in an earthquake. 

And Stiles watches as Derek transforms into a veritable beast—a big, black wolf, with yellow eyes tinged with a blood-red hue. 

Lydia leaves. Stiles feels sick to his stomach. 

Something has pure as Love has led to Derek becoming a monster. Like him. Simply because Derek loves him.

Derek is a prince that was sent to a boarding school after being involved in a scandal (could be a scandal involving the Argents). He meets Stiles there and falls in love. Stiles goes there on a scholarship. Lydia (or Paige) is a family friend who goes to the same school and Derek pretends to have a relationship with her while he sorts out his feelings for Stiles. They eventually remain friends when Derek gets together with Stiles. Scott and the others could be students at the school. Laura, who is next in line for the throne, is fully supportive of Derek and Stiles.

royalty tag. there’s also modern royalty tag if you are interested

here’s some fancy boys doing royal stuff 

A Royal Christmas Engagement by skoosiepants (1/1 | 25,686 | NC17)

Young omega Warden Lord Mieczysław Stilinski, given the royal request of marrying Crown Prince Derek Hale of Triskelion, predictably messes the whole entire thing up.

Or –

An arranged marriage, mistaken identity, a/b/o, accidental heat fic

Things We Lost by Dexterous_Sinistrous (2/2 | 20,039 | NC17)

“Who … who am I to wed?”

A small flash of guilt covered the king’s features before he was able to recover. “Your union will join the royal families—joining our family to the Hales.”

Dread and sorrow sunk in Stiles’ stomach as he closed his eyes.

There was only one Hale left unharmed by the great fire that nearly wiped out the entire royal family—the Dread Wolf of Triskelia, Crowned King Derek Hale.

Have Courage, Be Kind... and Get Revenge by rosepetals42 (1/1 | 10,633 | PG13)

“I am going to that ball,” he announces. This is perfect. This is the greatest thing to ever happen to him.

“What?” Scott says. “Wait, really?”

“Obviously!” Stiles replies. He can totally do this. He just needs some clothes that aren’t… basically rags. Pockets! He’ll need lots of pockets. And-

“This is awesome!” Scott interrupts his thought process. “I think you could totally win over the prince if you wanted! You’re like the most handsome guy I know!”

“Agreed,” Stiles says. Then Scott’s words actually catch up with him. “Wait, no. I’m not going for the prince. Why would I care about the prince?”

Or, A Cinderella AU-- sorta. There is more theft than usual.

Phoenix by Unloyal_Olio (1/1 | 9,376 | NC17)

Stiles is a prince with a secret lost in war.

Like Heaven Catching Lighting by weathervaanes (1/1 | 41,519 | NC17)

Prince Stiles of Cor has always known, somewhere in the back of his mind, that he was never truly going to marry for love. Fighting it has only made it worse. Now, presented with a choice between two children of the Hale family of Ignis, Derek and Cora, he must make the decision to determine who will rule by his side. If only it were that simple.

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“Tell me,” he says, taking a drink. “If your sister does accept me as her husband, would you be pleased for her fortune or yours?”

Derek sets down the pitcher and moves further into the room, removing his vest and setting it over a chair. “I don’t believe that’s a fair question. If she finds happiness in your kingdom, by your side, of course I’ll be pleased for her.”

“And relieved, I imagine.”

No one has ever made Derek laugh that hard before,