artemis69:

(So, I already
know this is gonna make me cry tears of blood but…)

People who know me
also know that I’m basically a fanfiction library walking on two legs, and I
have for a long time promised to do a reclist for people in need of reading.

In honor of
fanfiction author day, here have a Sterek one. Please note that not every fic I
love are on this, as I have more than a thousand favorite on my computer (yeah,
problem, I have them), so here have some of them!

Also, I would love if you took the time to leave
reviews, even short, to the fics you will read. I do this reclist because all these people have made
my day and will make yours brighter, for free, and they deserve all the love 😀
I’m counting on you people!

Let’s go!

Wish I could be part of your world, by crossroadswrite

Summary: “Do they really, really, really have mermaids?” Katie
gushes, clutching at her dad’s hair from her place on his shoulders and
tugging with excitement.“Merfolk,” Derek corrects distractedly, reading over the little brochure they gave them at the entrance.  Don’t feed the wildlife.
 Don’t tap on the glass.
 Don’t throw anything in the water.
 Don’t engage with the merfolk, only do so when a member of the staff is present as to not incite conflict with our guests.Derek wonders what it’ll be like, seeing merfolk for the first time.
They’re such an interesting culture with so little of its history
discovered.He wonders-

The moon’s gonna follow me home, by turningterrific

Summary: 
Derek doesn’t want to call the window repair guy. He
doesn’t want to sweep up the glass. He’ll inevitably miss a few shards
and pull them out of the bottom of his bare feet for weeks.

He doesn’t want to try to make this place feel like home when it isn’t.

Derek
stayed in Beacon Hills and tried to make it work because he wanted
pack, wanted purpose. He gave his best effort and found himself back
where he started: alone, with a few begrudging allies. He’s tired, and
even though his werewolf body heals quickly, he feels the weary ache
down to his center.

He packs his car with the few things he cares
about enough to drag them from place to place. He locks the loft and
calls a realtor about listing the building he’d bought in a misguided
attempt to secure a future.

And then he leaves.

Electricity in the contact, by ladyblahblah

Summary: In which Derek has been invited to the Greater Pacific Northwest Alpha Symposium (that’s not what it’s called,
Stiles, stop saying that), and showing up unattached would mean an
arranged marriage.  When the rest of the pack objects, he agrees to let
Stiles come along to pose as his mate.  Derek is reasonably sure that
he’s not going to make it out of this weekend alive.

Only fools rush in, by decideophobia

Summary:
 Is it an imaginary date?

 No. I met him in a coffee shop.
When?  This morning. It was love on first sight.

Stumble, Tumble, Fall, by keskasi

Summary: Stiles and Parrish are friends. And then Derek and Parrish are friends, and Derek is buying furniture from IKEA and calling the Sheriff John, and that’s even more confusing.

If I built you in miniature, by keskasi

Summary: Derek quietly loves Christmas and is not afraid to wear the sweaters to
show it. He hosts a children’s TV show about science and history, builds
model trains, and is painfully awkward. Stiles works in a Hallmark-type
store that sells Christmas decorations and model train pieces, and
might have an unhealthy appreciation for sweaters. Of course he was
going to fall for Derek. Of course he was.

With or without you, by KouriArashi

Summary: Derek thinks that the mating rituals are overly romanticized bullshit,
but claiming a mate and defending them from challengers is something
werewolves do, and his pack can’t afford to appear weak after the fire.
Especially not when Deucalion and his friends are in town for the
rituals. Enter Stiles Stilinski, who offers to let Derek claim him so he
won’t be overrun at the ceremonies. Nothing goes as expected.

Pack up; Don’t Stray, by the_deep_magic

Summary: AU – Werewolves are an enslaved underclass, collared and tagged by human
masters.  Detective Stilinski’s on duty the night they bring in an
untagged stray.

By moon and stars, by kellifer_fic

Summary: “Have you heard of this Alpha?” Stiles asks, shuffling
up his pallet so Scott has room to sit.

Scott does with a grateful
little twist of his mouth. Stefan forces him into the Stilinski
ceremonial armor when they travel and Stiles can see that it’s heavy and
doesn’t sit well on Scott. He can’t shift encased in metal and Stefan
knows it.

“I know of him, mostly stories that seem a little
fantastical. Shifters exaggerate just like common people. They like
their war stories.”“Tell me of him. Tell me a war story.”

Wolf in the house, by JoeLawson

Summary: “What?  It’s totally an improvement.  He’s not
scowling, or dating bad guys, or slinking around in unsanitary places.  
Still a bit paranoid, but what can you do.  At least he’s a lot easier
to get along with when you can buy his affections with ear rubs.” 

“And you always wanted a dog,” Sheriff added wryly. 

“And I always wanted a dog.”

What stays and what fades away (you can’t choose), by standinginanicedress

Summary: The rules. Stiles knows them well. Has them drilled
into his head, repeats them to alphas and betas that conveniently are
too drunk to remember them on their own, hears Peter shout them out
whenever a rule gets broken, reminding the entire bar that they exist
and are (generally) enforced.

Number one – no eye contact.
Number two – no fucking eye contact.
Number three – keep away from the red line.
Number four – no touching.
Number five – if we don’t like it, don’t do it.

Hot mess, by standinginanicedress

Summary: “I really -” Stiles rips his hand free of Derek’s and
clears his throat, taking stock of all the other things that were in his
basket, how strewn all over the floor of the grocery store they are.
“…I’m a normal, functioning human being, I swear I am.”

“Right,”
Derek says, and his mouth starts quirking up even more. Like he’s
amused, and like he absolutely positively does not believe for a second
that Stiles is normal.

or the one where Stiles is a literal human disaster that ruins everything, and Derek finds it incredibly attractive

(a LOT more under cut)

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