sterek

Stiles leaves Beacon Hills in the dust after he catches his husband cheating on him. He finds his way to New York where he starts working for the Hale House Nursery, accidentally adopts a werewolf baby (through no fault of his own thank-you-very-much), and somehow starts training to be an Exorcist Emissary. So, in general, life was going good. Then he hears that demons have found their way into his hometown. Can he face his inner demons and go back to save the day?

The Alpha pack has systematically attacked Stiles and his friends for months, testing their strengths and weaknesses. When one of the Alphas goes after Stiles, he awakens in the hospital and realizes that something's wrong. Very wrong. All sounds seem to hurt him, he can't understand what anyone is saying, and when he tries to speak, it's gibberish. How is he supposed to deal with the fact that he's lost the ability to communicate with his dad and his friends? Without his ability to talk, his sarcasm, and his wit, what does Stiles even have left? Enter Derek, the only one who seems to make it better.

A collection of Sterek Kinks (others will appear but Sterek is always the main) Some chapters are connected while some are not. I'll let you know which ones are in the notes at the start.

Stiles is born with red eyes.

After being kidnapped by Gerard, Stiles is left broken and beaten. That's when Derek finds him. Two months later, Scott realizes he might have let some things slide, and when he goes to visit Stiles, he's more than shocked to find his bed filled with werewolves. Sterek

Angels fucking wept and Stiles got nervous. The only reason a guy who looked like this and drove a car like this would be picking up a scrawny underage hooker was because he wanted to do to Stiles the sorts of things you couldn't ask a girlfriend or boyfriend for, or even a stranger in a bar. Nasty-bad wrong things. Things that only money handed over could make better, silence bought and paid for. Or maybe a dead hooker in a ditch who couldn't talk, no need to pay for the silence. But Stiles had his own methods for making sure that didn't happen. Stiles is a vampire. Derek's still the Alpha. And there's knotting.

Prompt: Can you write sterek with bestiality, derek and stiles own a dog and derek lets him fuck stiles? Prompt your own fics here: www.sunshineandsmut.tumblr.com

For the request "runaway!stiles x alpha!derek? Something along the lines of a broken Stiles runs away to Beacon Hills and is caught trespassing on Hale territory then Derek and his pack teach Stiles how to heal and love again and then sterek happens?" --- Derek regains his footing and stands over the man, who can’t be more than twenty. He has brown hair and what might be moles, but it’s hard to tell past the layer of blood and grime he’s covered in. At the very least, Derek’s sure they’ve never met before. The man looks up at him with wide eyes, his entire body trembling. “I’m Derek Hale,” Derek begins again, letting his eyes bleed red to make his point. “Alpha of the-” The man cuts him off once more, this time by passing out. From the looks of him, it’s a wonder it didn’t happen sooner.

When Peter Hale throws a party so his nephew can choose a suitably virginal teenager as a consort, he goes to extreme lengths to ensure the attendees remain eligible. The only reason Stiles accepted the invite is because he Peter Hale promised to remove the chastity belts at the end of the party and Stiles would really like control of his dick back. Stiles has absolutely no desire to be anyone's consort... until he meets Derek Hale and learns that he's almost as angry with Peter as Stiles is. He knows Derek is only choosing him to antagonise Peter, but he can live with that, especially if it means he gets to have lots of sex with a ridiculously hot werewolf. Note: The rape warning has nothing to do with the main Sterek relationship

The moment Derek stepped into the fighting ring and faced Stiles he remembered why he was doing all of this. The omega gawked at him and barely paid attention to the other competitors Talia was mentioning and Derek smiled at the thought of having all of his attention. Stiles blushed from the tips of his ears to his neck and began to run his fingers through his hair while looking away. Derek began to wonder how far down that blush traveled when he shook his head and tried to focus on the imminent battle. He caught the last of what his mother was saying. “—have a good fight and good luck.” More clapping and the horn that signaled the beginning of the fight sounded.

Wherein Derek is a firefighter and Stiles is a paramedic, and they just keep meeting.

In a world where werewolves are a ruling class, Derek Hale is one of the least regarded of the alphas. If he's to hold his rank and get in a position to do some good, he can't afford to show weakness. Having human body slaves is a mark of status and so there are certain expectations of how he treats his slaves Stiles and Scott. When Sheriff Stilinski comes to Derek to beg for his son's freedom, he glimpses a world of deception and secrets where perception is everything. Things get even more complicated, when Derek finds himself falling for Stiles.

((I want to become more comfortable writing smut, so I'm practicing. )) For as long as he can remember Derek has needed to be strong. Be in charge, even when he didn't want to be. Then Stiles happened and somehow...he's getting taken care of while still being in charge. ((There are pictures and Gifs being used in this that leave nothing to the imagination. NSFW warning in major affect if you read this story.))

Derek Hale can read minds. If he could have chosen a mutant power for himself instead of being given one by random, genetic happenstance it's safe to say mind-reading would not have been his 1st, 2nd, or even 96th choice. Maybe if he'd gotten the power of invisibility he wouldn't be sitting in a senior Economics class next to a hyperactive kid with a buzz cut who won’t stop thinking about dicks.

Stiles has a weird reaction to his anesthesia after surgery. He wakes up with temporary amnesia. The resulting video gets 1 million hits on YouTube in 6 hours. (Beyoncé can suck it.)

Mechanic!Derek and Daddy!Stiles Derek Hale is a mechanic in the sleepy town of Beacon Hills, where he has lived all of his life. He spends his day in a simple routine: wake up, fix cars, go home, sleep. It's what he's good at, and it keeps things simple and uncomplicated. Derek doesn't let people in and remains emotionally distant from everyone except his sister, Laura, and her daughter. This all changes when Boyd tows in an old blue Jeep that needs a lot of work and Derek meets the owner of said Jeep. Because once Derek meets Stiles and his kids, he can't stop himself from caring. And he doesn't want to stop.

“Stiles tell me you understand” His mum pleaded. “You are not allowed to talk about your biological fathers with anyone except me. Not even John” She waited for him to nod his head before continuing “And you can't use your powers, okay. No matter how much you want to. The demons will find you, if you do. You can only use your powers in emergencies, when there are no other way out. Do you understand ?” Stiles nodded, willing to give his mother anything, if she would just be happy again. “Good. Now enough about stupid rules. John is at the police station, and Gabriel is coming to pick us up, so we can spend the entire day with your fathers. Sound fun?” She asked, smiling. Stiles nodded his head again, his own smile breaking out on his face. Or : Stiles is the nephilim son of Archangel Gabriel and Hunter Sam Winchester. Stiles is hunted by both demons and angels, but he will do everything in his power to keep his new pack safe. Still, keeping the secret is getting harder, and harder.Stiles just need a bit more time, but Derek has apparently never heard of personal space, that makes the secret harder to keep. And worse is that Stiles seem to react really funny to getting his personal space invaded.

Dean's trapped in Purgatory looking for his angel when a not so subtle kid in a red sweatshirt asks to team up. Dean takes Little Red Riding Hoodie underneath his wing as they try to escape. Or the one where Stiles bargains with a witch to get sent to purgatory to save Derek and finds Dean instead. They work together to find a way out of Purgatory as they each look for their "person".

The words were stuck on loop, Stiles’ broken voice repeating them over and over. Derek didn’t realize he was crying until he let out a broken noise, so low he could barely hear it himself. His hands dug into his eyes trying to stop the flow but the tears kept coming. He couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t think, he couldn’t be strong like he’s supposed to be. He was weak. So weak. He walked away from the only person that felt like home. Somewhere in the back of his mind he couldn’t help but acknowledge that by the time he got back, his home would be miles away, once again leaving him all alone. /// Or the healing/getting together AU that involves building a house together and a healthy dose of angst.

Stiles smells ridiculously good. Fuck Derek Hale's entire fucking life. "I was gonna make a crack about not letting a guy lick his way up my snail trail until he’s at least bought me dinner but I guess you took care of that, huh?”

Dean hunts down a werewolf in Beacon hills but it doesn’t go as he plans...