#troubleiwant

There is something for everyone in this author appreciation. If you are not familiar with this writer, you’re welcome. 🥰

Tell Me, So I Know by TroubleIWant | 7.4K

It took years for Derek to finally confront the way he felt about Stiles, and even after he figured it out he could only explain in Spanish. It took them two years more to get to where they were now. Only with neither of them quite willing to commit, where exactly is that, anyways?

Well, for Stiles it’s a deserted stretch of road behind the Hale house, half trapped in a car wreck after being abducted by hunters. Frankly, he could really use Derek’s help if he’s going to get out of this alive. Mates are supposed to be able to tell when the other is in pain, right? As Derek would probably say, ‘querido, no.’

Or, a love story in two parts… and two languages

A Devotion by TroubleIWant | 77K | Mature

There’s a boy exiting the doors as they approach. Where Derek is tan from hours outside, the boy is pale except for a few beauty marks on one cheek. He’s dressed in fine riding clothes, and flanked by a guard wearing the sign of the royal house. A noble, then. He’s younger than Derek, but, considering his higher station, a bow would be appropriate. Despite that, Derek can’t help looking curiously at the boy, who’s looking back at Derek with just as much interest. For a moment, their eyes meet - the boy’s are a deep amber in the sunlit courtyard, ringed by long, tawny lashes.

A gloved hand smacks the back of Derek’s head and he instinctively flinches away, hunching his shoulders. He loses track of the other boy as they pass one another, and as he turns to get another look, the knight grabs his shoulder and marches him forward into the stable.

“Keep your eyes to yourself,” the knight instructs. “And next time, show the proper respect to Crown Prince Stiles.”

Or: A medieval AU that’s a little Princess Bride, a little bit more Game of Thrones, and a healthy side-serving of gay erotica.

Feed Me Diamonds by TroubleIWant | 14.5K | Mature

Derek is Batman, Stiles is Cat…dude? Uh, he’s the Cat Thief, let’s go with that. They bone, okay? But first they angst about it.

Thaw by TroubleIWant | 9.9K | Mature

In which Stiles is an Emissary, Derek is in love with him, and nothing comes as easy as it should.

Lost on You by TroubleIWant | 4.7K

Stiles is the sheriff of Beacon Hills, and Derek’s an inveterate cattle hustler better known as The Outlaw Derek Hale. It’s a shame he’s so goddamn pretty, then.

Tell Me No More Lies by  TroubleIWant | 4.9K

Derek had sworn to serve the revolution against Queen Katherine knowing full well that the cost of such treason could be dear. He’d thought he was ready to sacrifice anything for freedom… But he wasn’t counting on the sacrifice being his marriage to Stiles.

Honey, Can’t you See (The Bloodstains on my Teeth) by  Loup_Aigre, TroubleIWant | 44.9K

The thing is, magic isn’t like the fairy tales. It’s blood and risk and sacrifice. Nothing comes without a price, and anyone who tries to say different is baiting a hook to gut you on. Stiles knows that, has known it since he was a kid and his mother started training him for the inevitable day when he’d need to fight for his life.

That day had come four years ago when she died, and it hasn’t stopped yet.

The Right Book, in the Right Hands by TroubleIWant | 10.6K | Mature

Stiles loves his job. Mostly. Like, maybe sixty-seven percent loves. For right out of college that's pretty good, right? And among people working in the Chicago O’Hare airport he's positive he's in the 99th percentile of job enjoyment.

When all is said and done, he really does love putting the right book into the right hands. Especially when those hands are as attractive as the ones attached to Hot Businessman Derek Hale.

Six Letter Word for Romance by TroubleIWant | 6.3K | Mature

Stiles definitely starts off thinking it’s fucking hilarious that Derek-sourwolf-Hale does crosswords and cares about scuffs on his furniture.

But at a certain point, and he can’t pinpoint exactly when, “fully functional adult couple” somehow becomes a massive fetish of his. Derek in sweats and bare feet, nudging his glasses up his nose while he does the Sunday crossword? Unff. Derek filling out forms to get some renovations on his property approved? Oh God, yes. Derek putting away groceries and bitching that the corner store was out of the right type of Greek yogurt? Take me now, Stiles thinks, worrying at his lower lip with his teeth.

This can’t be normal.

Find Me Sitting Poolside by TroubleIWant | 14.2K

don't thank me, thank @luulapants! they're the one who brought this WONDERFUL fic to life with much more skill and pathos than i could've ever imagined 😌 (be on the look-out for their politics au it's gonna be a BANGER)

The Right Book, in the Right Hands by TroubleIWant

Sterek | 10k | Mature

Stiles loves his job. Mostly. Like, maybe sixty-seven percent loves. For right out of college that's pretty good, right? And among people working in the Chicago O’Hare airport he's positive he's in the 99th percentile of job enjoyment.

A Soft Epilogue by @troubleiwant

you know how much i hate waiting around by calculus The Hale's bakery is a fairly popular breakfast spot for New York's finest and grumpiest students, due to both Derek's incredibly delicious pastries and their ever-popular Muffin Mondays.Stiles, though, comes in Tuesdays.

Hide Of A Life War by Etharei “We have received confirmation that there is a hostage situation in progress at a warehouse compound two hours out of Los Angeles, following a multiple-vehicle pileup on Highway 101 this morning...” The one in which Stiles has lived to (legal) adulthood and, along the way, become a bit of a badass himself.

Midnight Wolf vs Abominable Snowman! by orphan_account Derek almost makes the mistake of saying, It’s not fanart, but he manages to catch himself, biting his tongue. This stranger, who’s already identified himself as at least a casual fan of Midnight Wolf, doesn’t need to know that he actually is the artist and author, not just another fan.EDIT: Chapter 2 is, by popular request, a sequel! Enjoy!

it’s no use pretending by Marishna Stiles needs a fake boyfriend, just for a minute.  Laura comes to the rescue.

Money Isn’t Everything

by TroubleIWant (AO3)

Pairing: Derek Hale x Stiles Stilinski

Oneshot

Word count: 6k

Rating: General Audiences

Summary: Stiles slurps at the dregs of his iced hazelnut latté, pretending he doesn’t need a refill just yet. Supporting your local business is great and all, but Isaac charging $5 for a coffee with syrup is highway robbery. He’s already cut his expenses down to the bare minimum, and splurging for foofy drinks is not in the budget. Except that he can’t really help himself: black coffee is plain gross. Maybe I should plan on marrying rich, he thinks darkly.

Or,

Stiles has a huge crush on the super-hot guy he always sees at Isaac’s coffee shop, but when he finds out that they guy’s an unemployed orphan he has to decide if the difference in their financial situations is a deal-breaker, or just a bump on the path to true love.

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So today is the day I get to post my story for the @sterekreversebang! 

It was inspired by @frogsandboxes amazing art - and she also drew an additional art piece for the fic I wrote for it! I love love LOVE It! :D Please check out her art post here.

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Summary: Stiles and Derek grew up hating each other's kind, embroiled in a war between hunters and werewolves.

But instead of wanting each other dead, they fall in love, which ends in them captured by hunters for that love. Stiles may live at the end of it because he's human, but they will kill Derek, and that means leaving Stiles devastated and broken, and Derek is determined not to let that happen.

Stiles and Derek have to then find a way to escape or it will be end of the both of them before they can even try to put an end to the war.

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Smut

Notes: The lovely and amazing @troubleiwant beta’d this story for me, and she is just so amazing, she helped me so much! Thank you for all your help, otherwise this story wouldn’t be what it is <3

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Derek swallowed past the lump in his throat. “Why did you do it? Why did you put yourself in the line of fire for me?”

He felt Stiles move his head against the back of his, most likely trying to look at Derek as best he could. “I’d always thought…even as I was falling in love with you, that I would be able to let you go eventually. That I would be able to do it without a thought at first, and even if it hurt after I’d fallen for you. But then I found myself running away with you, which is something I would have even considered before. Then when the time actually came to either stand aside or let them capture - no, kill you - I just…couldn’t. I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t choose them over you.”

“You mean your father,” Derek murmured, reaching back with his cuffed right hand to reach for Stiles’ cuffed left hand, and then he was entwining their fingers together, breath catching at being able to feel Stiles’ skin against his again, even just in this small way.

Stiles didn’t answer for the longest time before he whispered, “Yeah.”

“It was stupid,” Derek turned his head then as well, and felt Stiles’ temple against his, the faintest touch of Stiles’ skin to his. “You’re going to get hurt because of me.”

“I would have hurt worse if I’d let them kill you,” Stiles said.

“You would have healed eventually, though,” Derek said. “You would have moved on.”