"Look, I know you probably have very strong intentions right now of murdering me and hiding the body, but I would really appreciate it, if you didn't." No response. Just those bright red eyes staring back at me. "Derek? I'm serious. I'm gonna be so pissed if you kill me." God, I'm an idiot. The eyes start getting closer so I automatically start backing up. "Please, let's just talk about this... I would really like to keep all my limbs attached to my body here." Bump. There's the wall. I feel my hands out behind me, trying to find a way around it as the eyes get closer. And closer. Until he gets close enough that I can see his face, hear his breathing, and smell his aftershave. He steps right up in front of me, pinning me against the wall with his arms. He looks seriously pissed. And then I didn't anticipate what he said next. "What are you doing to me Stiles" Not my story! Original is on ao3 by arguably(tricksune) All I've done to this story is edited any mistakes and added some more scenes to really bring it all together. :)

Stiles was lost. He had been going through a rough patch in his life. Juggling the stresses of school and the supernatural. His father had been drinking more and more as work for him got harder. No one really noticed the change in his attitude. At least that's what he thought. He goes through break downs and panic attacks at least three times a day. He takes drugs to keep the edge. He self harms. And he's alone. Until someone comes at the right time and saves him from a huge regret. There are ups and downs of his life after a threat and he changes drastically, but that's not the end of the torment. Little bit of SuperWolf too!

It's been years since Stiles left Beacon Hills. He's got a job and a life away from the supernatural, but his pasts continues to haunt him. He's kept awake by nightmares and memories of those he lost. He puts on a good front when he visits home so no one knows the mess of a man he's become. He's coping, until one particularly bad night when he runs into the last person he ever wanted to see, Derek Hale.

Derek is just a socially awkward and unsurprisingly dense werewolf. How can his life get more complicated? It did on the day he met Stiles Stilinski. Ever since he met Stiles, his life has been an emotional roller coaster- taking tortuous paths and plenty of twists and turns; however, one unexpected call could stop this cycle, only if Derek's just as willing.

17 years ago, Derek Hale ran away with lover, Braeden, who later ends up pregnant. Giving birth to surprisingly human baby, Elara Talia Hale. Braeden leaves Derek to fulfill a mission and later dies, leaving Derek with an troublesome toddler. Upon watching her grow up, Derek decides it's best to go back to Beacon Hills, only to rekindle a relationship with someone he forgot as well his daughter getting up to no good with someone she really shouldn't. --- Just so you know: The daughter is human, she took after her mother. And I do not own any of the characters, they all belong to Jeff. More focused on Derek and his daughter for a while, but Sterek builds up.

Stiles didn't really think that he would ever find a family in a pack of wolves- or a boyfriend, but some things are surprising, aren't they? After a werewolf is thrown into the room Stiles has been trapped in for what seems like forever, it was as if a beacon of hope cut through the poison that had been pumping into his system. Saved by a strangely open werewolf pack, he finds new friendship and even some romance along the way.

This is a sequel to my other story 'Last Breath' it would be best to read that first to understand this one better but feel free to do whatever you want. The story takes you through the aftermath of 'Last Breath', and how the characters dealt with it. All the kids are trying to get back into the rhythm of a normal life, attending school, pretending that all is okay in life. Started~January 18, 2019 Finished~Ongoing

Derek receives a text from an unknown number. He expected the number to stop texting him after the mishap but it turns out the boy just doesn't stop. Stiles knows he should stop texting Derek but he feels like he can't. He feels compelled too. Soon it just becomes routine. Maybe the accidental texts are the best ones. X X AN: this is a sterek fanfic! :) (was on Tap but I deleted the app so it's all on here now)

After a deadly battle with darkness. Stiles suffers mortal wounds. Despite Stiles wanting to die as a human, unable to live life without his best friend Scott bites him. At first it doesn't look like its had that much affect other than to save his life but then it turns out Scott's bite has worked but Stiles...isn't a werewolf. Sometimes the shape you take reflects the person that you are. Join this adventure as Stiles struggles with his new supernatural life...

Things were going good, great even until Stiles' world came crashing down. John Stilisnki died and not in the line of duty. His best friend chose Theo Raeken over him and the whole pack had to pay the price. One of those prices is they lost the Sheriff of Beacon Hills. The Hale and McCall pack are no longer joined forces, Alliances shifted, and loyalties are broken. Will they stand together when two new hunters move to town? And will Stiles' world come crashing down once more when he finds out said hunters are his uncles? *Derek is grumpy sometimes but uses his words now for the most part!*