Safekeeping by Anonymous for AJenno
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It’s been eleven months, one week and three days since Derek has last seen Stiles after they called it quits. Not that Derek is counting or anything.
Derek reluctantly goes home to Beacon Hills for his sisters’ wedding and keeps running into the one man he’d been hoping to avoid at all costs.
He can totally be a mature adult about this.
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Like a Bad Penny
Derek lifted the gun, putting Stiles in the crosshairs as he waited for his aim to steady. His arm was heavy, his aim wavering a little. He knew he wasn’t the same ever since the fall. He wondered how this was going to end if he did pull the trigger.
Was he going to hit the glass, or was he about to put a hole in Stiles’ face?
“Did you think he loved you?” Jennifer fiercely uttered, narrowing her gaze. “Or maybe you thought you loved him. That you were finally capable of loving someone that would actually care—”
The shot rang out.
(Or, the James Bond AU no one asked me for…)
“It’s not a clean shot,” Erica stated as she looked down the scope at the oncoming train. She had a window of opportunity, knowing the moment that the train hit the tunnel, they’d lose everything. She watched through the scope as Derek struggled with the unknown assailant, both of them furiously trying to overpower the other. “Ma’am, I repeat, it’s not a clean shot—and the tunnel is coming up.”
“Can you get to higher ground?” Claudia asked as she leaned against her desk, just over the intercom emitting Erica’s voice.
“Negative,” Erica answered. “I don’t have time.”
Claudia paused, weighing the pros and cons. She had faith in Derek, always believing in his abilities to get the job done—with or without the finesse some of the other agents used. But she couldn’t risk the lives of every allied agent when she knew Derek’s abilities had been slipping. “Take the shot.”
The office turned eyes towards Claudia, all staring at her to confirm they heard her correctly.
“Derek isn’t clear,” Erica quickly countered.
“I said take the shot,” Claudia nearly snapped.
Erica pulled the trigger.
Derek’s body stumbled backwards upon impact of the bullet tearing through his chest. His footing was lost, his body falling off the train and plummeting down into the water below the bridge.
The office waited with baited breath since the shot rang out over the speakers.
“Agent down,” Erica’s voice softly confirmed the dreaded inevitable as she watched the train pass through the tunnel, the assailant getting away.
Claudia’s hand shot out, her fist slamming against her desk in anger. “Damn it!”
Dialogue list, #25 and Sterek please. I hope I am not bigging you down with prompts. I just love your fics
Thank you ❤ I love when you send me prompts. I’m just a little slow on filling them right now so sorry about that.
#25.
“Clearly I did not drink enough for this.” from this list of prompts.
Also on AO3
Hi, I’m looking for a fic that I think was published this year. Derek is a prince and Stiles is his personal assistant. I know there’s a scene where Derek wakes up an exhausted Stiles just because he needs help beating a level of donkey kong. Hope you can help me find it. Thanks for all you do.
A new royalty AU we don’t know????? Does anyone know this one?
Thank you sockrucks, intellectualblonde and seriouslysarcastic21 for the help with this one!
The Not So Beauty to Your Not So Beast by isthatbloodonhisshirt
“Mieczyslaw Stilinski?”
All eyes instantly turned to Stiles and he felt his stomach drop. They’d taken his dad. They’d actually taken his dad and were here to tell him so.
“Yeah?” he asked in a small voice, feeling ready to be sick.
The second he spoke, two of the four regular guards moved through the rows, the lead guard speaking.
“By order of his Grace Peter Hale, you have been selected to begin your employ under the royal house of Hale.”
Wait.
What?
So I’ve been thinking about an AU where Stiles loves and looks after Derek before he actually falls in love with him. Nice things! For Derek Hale! And I was going to chuck some thoughts about this at tumblr, but it instead turned into my first fic for this fandom and it’s 100% schmoop. Oh well.
It doesn’t take long after the fire for Derek’s skin to
start itching. It starts in the tips of his fingers and then spreads up the
length of his arms and inward until there’s a low-level persistent awareness
under every inch of his skin. He and Laura are too busy grieving, and then
running to New York, and then trying to survive that there’s little attention paid
to their frayed pack bond. Laura attempts to touch him, to reassure him
sometimes, clumsy in the way new and untrained Alphas tend to be. He pulls away
every time.When he becomes Alpha, the itch intensifies. All of his
instincts are telling him he needs a pack, and in his own newness, he makes
mistakes. He makes four mistakes, and the biggest leaves a bitter taste in his
mouth, like chlorine and poison. He doesn’t bite anyone after that, but the
taste lingers.After his betas leave him, the awareness hollows, becomes
dull and heavy; it feels a lot like loneliness.It’s surprising then, when Stiles begins dropping by his
apartment. At first it’s only to do his homework. “What? My Dad’s been taking
longer shifts and it’s easier to concentrate here,” Stiles says with a shrug
when Derek raises an eyebrow at him in question. Derek can hear what he isn’t
saying, so he lets him be. It’s kind of nice, being able to be that for
someone.He keeps coming, even after school is over for the semester
and there isn’t the excuse of homework. More bafflingly, he starts coming over
with food. “I’ve seen the state of your fridge and pantry, dude. I don’t know
how you still look like that with all the junk you eat,” Stiles scoffs as he
unloads his backpack and spreads Tupperware full of caesar salad, garlic bread,
and lasagne over his table. There’s enough for four people, so he knows he’s
allowed when he takes a plate (disposable, because he doesn’t have any plates
or bowls or cutlery – how do you not
have any, Derek?) and the smell and taste of it make his eyes sting a little.
He hasn’t had home-cooking in a long time.
Hello! I’m hoping you can help me find a fic I read months ago. The Hales are alive, and Stiles has magic. I remember he either conjured a thunderstorm or stood out in one to let the Hales know about an attack. He also unknowingly made their vegetable garden grow after spending time in it with the OC youngest Hale.
Heya! Any help finding this one dear followers?
Thank you ironarmortony and restlesscreature for the help!
When You’re Close I Feel the Sparks by Leslie_Knope
The guy is hot as hell, sure—leather jacket and glasses, Jesus, be still Stiles’ poor, bisexual, beating heart—but more importantly, it must really suck being new on the first day of senior year.
“We’re adopting him,” he decides, tugging Scott and Kira by the elbow in that direction. “Let’s go.”
theproblemwithstardust 