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Sparked Rivalry (@quackquackcey, @wolfspurr):

Hockey stars Derek and Stiles are rivals on the ice, but little does anyone know that they’ve been friends with benefits off the ice for years. Both know that anything more is a danger to their hockey careers, regardless of their emotions—will they be able to breathe free and unshackled together, or will they suffocate under the pressures in their way?~ 🏒💫

It's Not Quiet In The Library (@artemischarmed, @wolfspurr):

Stiles loves studying in the library. And tweeting about his adventures, especially with the Hot Russian(?) who sits behind him. Hopefully the man never finds out. That would be awkward.

does it count as a midnight tryst if it's only nine thirty? (@thotpuppy, @renmackree):

"The pack meeting itself is pretty lackluster. Mostly, everyone is reconnecting, sharing some anecdotes about their time at school or what they’ve been doing at work. Even Derek manages to socialize a little. Stiles can’t help but notice how much more settled he looks. Gone are the skittish, wary glances and deep frown, forced nonchalance. Now he snarks with the best of them. Stiles almost feels bad reaching into his pocket to check his notifications." ----- Fellas is it gay to clock your sort of friend, sort of acquaintance, sort of homoerotic saving-each-other's-lives-but-never-really-talking-about-it situationship as being horny on grindr? ... ...Can it be?

'Til the landslide brought me down ( @renmackree, @asyndetonic):

The Argents had decided to leave Beacon Hills after Gerard's death, which meant there was room for Derek to breathe for just a second and recover with his whole but still fractured Pack. They were one bad day from breaking again so Derek did the only thing he could think of to try and keep them together. He took them to the cabin. -- Or Derek and Stiles connect over the summer while Derek builds a Pack.

Fate And Mate (SunflowerQueen (Always_MimiTs), @deancebra-art):

When Derek finds out he’s pregnant with Stiles’ baby after their one night stand, he must figure out how to handle it without telling Stiles, or else their Packs go to war because of his mistake (or so he believes).

Blood in the Water (Red on Your Lips) (@thotpuppy, @quackquackcey):

"It doesn’t take long for the feeling to come to a head, the eerily calm water of the surface suddenly burbling from the center. Derek hesitates for only a moment before bracing himself, a splash of water suddenly smothering his vision, and a creature emerging. Wide, golden eyes stare up at him from just above the surface of the water, body still mostly submerged, and Derek wipes the water from his eyes once, twice, before staring owlishly at the figure. “Are you serious right now?”" ----- Summer is beating down on Beacon Hills, and nothing says relief like a secret pond hidden deep in the preserve that even Derek's mother was afraid of. What's the worst that could happen?

Your Name Echoed In The Beating Of My Heart (@mindofmim, @escharis):

Derek felt cornered trapped, but also wanted, seen. When Stiles walked in on Derek showering to ramble about a new show he was watching; or the quiet meals where Stiles shared but never pushed Derek to participate, smiling at him and filling in the silence; it made Derek feel like he had found family again. They had grown together, experienced pain, death, fear, and victory; bonded over shared traumas, and healed into each other's spaces. But love, that had snuck up on Derek. Had grown so slowly, so fully, he hadn’t realized he was falling. And now it was too late to stop it. Not that he was sure he would have wanted to if he could. Even if Stiles never returned his affection, Derek knew his heart would be safe with him.

The Shackles That Set Us Free (@asyndetonic, @quackquackcey):

At Beacon Academy, where misery is magic, Stiles chases the power-giving thrill of the forbidden basement. Between the chains that tether the boarding school in interdimensional space, he finds a shackled monster, and a reason to bring his competitive peers together as never before.

Marked (@cw0ffeefandomaddict, @eevylynnart):

Stiles has spent years keeping his secrets exactly that — secret. Layered shirts, careful angles, a very practiced talent for misdirection. Beacon Hills is complicated enough without adding shifter to the list of things nobody can know.

He wasn't planning on Derek finding out. He definitely wasn't planning on what came after.

Betrothed (But Not to You) ( @write-light, @1989dreamer):

The Hale family is very much alive, very much werewolves, and more than a little… weird. Stiles is a failing portrait artist hired by the mysterious Hales to paint their son's betrothal portrait. Neither Stiles nor Derek plan to fall in love, but things happen. Who is Derek betrothed to, anyway? And why is no one happy about it? Stiles just needs to paint Derek's portrait – how hard could it be?   A story by write_light, inspired by the artwork of the same name by Klam (shared below).

Enough to Make Me Feel Supernatural (@nixeleth, @renmackree):

The problem with finding someone on Grindr wasn’t that he was demisexual—the problem was that fourteen years ago, Stiles had basically imprinted on one surly teenager over a "stolen" sandwich cookie, and he’d never really gotten over that. Honestly, it was like something out of one of his own romance novels, except without werewolves.

tagged (@seaweed-water, @asyndetonic):

Stiles, a graphic designer by day and graffiti artist by night, just wants to tag his love for Derek all over town. Derek would prefer to be tagged instead, iykwim 😏

Domination Conflagration (@definitivelydrivel, @sugareey-makes-stuff):

Stiles' first thought was oh fuck. Stiles' second thought was, why the hell is that rabbit glaring at me? FUCK was his third thought as the rabbit lunged. In which Derek startles Stiles awake in the middle of the dream, resulting in Stiles' spark turning them into a rabbit and a cat respectively. Complicated questions of dominance follow, along with a resolution to said questions (and of course, smut!).

The Sun, The Moon, The Truth (Annabeth_Crestfallen_LeMorte, @sterekloverforever):

Two souls connected despite being polar opposites. One is sunshine, the other is the moon. While one enjoys the simple things in life, like gardening and watching the sunrise, the other enjoys living on the wild side, like riding motorcycles and howling at the moon. When they come together, they realize how the other completes them perfectly. They are yin and yang, the sun and moon, soul mates.

every kiss you give me (@srue-on-fire, @artemischarmed):

“Can you take this to Stiles? I forgot my notes upstairs.” Derek looked at the coffee like she’d handed him a live grenade. “I can’t.” Laura narrowed her eyes. “You can’t carry a coffee?” “I’m injured.” “You have one broken arm, not Victorian wasting disease.” Derek refused to dignify that with a response and walked away. Laura yelled after him, “You used to bring him cinnamon rolls voluntarily!” Yes, Laura. That was before Derek had admitted he wanted a beard burn on his thighs and she cackled like a hyena instead of protecting his virtues.

It was the Year (@bryveer, SunflowerQueen (Always_MimiTs):

Stiles Stilinski and Derek Hale were born on the same day. Somewhere along the way, that turned into shared birthdays, shared beds, shared dreams, shared lives. A story told in years about growing up together, falling in love, and choosing each other over and over again.

Eichen's Call (SunflowerQueen (Always_MimiTs), @deancebra-art):

When a psychiatrist Stiles starts noticing odd things going on with the Wolves in his ward, he must get to the bottom of it, or else Kate Argent and her cohorts are going to keep murdering families.

(Closed Doors) Open Windows (@wolfspurr, @physalislantern):

After the kanima incident at the pool, Derek finds himself climbing through the window into Stiles' bedroom. For some reason, after that, he seems to keep finding himself back there. OR 5 times Derek climbs in through Stiles' window +1 time Stiles climbs out

Where the Leaves Fall (@simplyn2deep, @changez4sterek):

Stiles goes alone to negotiate with a supernatural ally on behalf of the Hale pack.

takane no hana (@kanra_writes, @sugareey-makes-stuff):

高嶺の花 /takane no hana/ Japanese (n.) someone or something one desires, but is far away, or unattainable; lit. "flower on a high peak" or "What the fuck?" hissed Stiles, scrunching his nose. "What does that even mean? Is the curse referring to murder?" "Ōkuninushi is deemed as the kami of love and prosperous marriage, while Inari Ōkami is the kami of agriculture. I believe the translation is referring to breaking someone's heart." Oh. Well, shit. or or A Sterek Hanahaki fic with a little twist on the disease

Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weeny Polka Dot Bikini (wanderingeyre, SunflowerQueen (Always_MimiTs):

Stiles thinks the team fundraiser is the perfect time to show off for the werewolf he's been crushing on.

Search for the Hale Relic (@goddess47, TimeLess329):

Derek Hale has hired Spark Stiles to help him retrieve the Hale Relic being held on Argent Land. There is a rumor that the Relic is to be destroyed by the Argents soon, so they need to find the Relic, steal it from the Argents, and return to Hale land with a deadline over their heads.

Drivin' Me Crazy (@sterekloverforever, @thotpuppy):

“Supposedly, the person throwing the party has the hots for Stiles.” Derek growls and gives Stiles a hard look. “That’s…something. So you think you’re gonna go?” Stiles shrugs, giving Derek a small smile. “Yeah. I mean, it would kinda nice to know what it’s like to go to a high school party.” Derek laughs and shakes his head, not believing the words coming out of Stiles' mouth. “No. No. You’re not going.” Stiles raises his eyebrows in shock. “E-excuse me?” The boy couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Was Derek telling him no? “You heard me. You’re not going,” Derek explains, not offering more information as to why Stiles can’t go. ................................................................................................................................................................ A story about fighting, masturbating, and making up. Thank you, thePurebloodPrat, for the wonderful art. I hope I do it justice. 💚 #SterekReverseQuickie2026

Don't Be Such a Creeper-Wolf (@1989dreamer, @uinuvien):

Warmth is a thing of the past, much like surefire shelter or even food. Apocalypses will do that, Stiles thinks bitterly, as he joins the line for the morning’s ration of water.

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