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dropofbittersea · 25 days
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After Derek is the one who saves Stiles from a terrible night gone wrong, they aren't the only ones forced to overcome barriers, break down walls, and try to rebuild their lives one step at a time.
Though, they are are the only ones doing it together.
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quotablefanfiction · 3 months
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S: you’re in my phone as Fireman Derek, but that just didn’t seem fitting. D: Fireman Derek. S: I considered Hot Fireman Derek, because if you’re half as pretty as your sisters it’s well deserved, but Hot Fireman’s already taken. D: by? S: dude, by a hot fireman, obviously.
texts between Stiles and Derek (chp. 1)
Fireman Derek’s Crazy Pie [Cheeseburger Baby] by owlpostagain (AO3) Teen Wolf – Teen/Mature – Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski #Alternate Universe #No Werewolves #No Hale Fire #Everyone Lives #College #Underage Drinking #Fireman!Derek #Misuse of Fire Alarms #Fluff #Baking #Oblivious!Stiles #Oblivious!Derek
“He can’t blame me for the fact that I live in a building full of people united in the singular effort to ogle Hot Fireman as often as humanly possible.”
Laura laughs, loud and echoing in the empty restaurant.
“Hot firemen can make a girl do crazy things,” she agrees, nodding towards her brother’s name on the menu. “Derek won’t let me date anyone from his company, but that doesn’t mean I can’t appreciate the eye candy.”
“Send them my way,” Stiles suggests, finally loading up a forkful of pie. “Apparently I’m incompetent enough that I need to be babysat at all times, because it would be cheaper than dispatching a truck every time I try to use a kitchen appliance.”
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realityescapee01 · 1 year
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Theo is fine. The looks and the body and the confidence. Theo is always fine. Cocky as hell too. Popular. Very popular.
He has this smug look to him. And that smirk. He looks like this typical jerk, mean, jock. Who's all bark with no bite. But he does.
He has one hell of a bite. He has the stats to back his confidence. He's a firefighter. Squad leader. And very good at it too.
That is why Stiles finds it so hard to see him like this. Unconscious and not moving.
He had just jumped off the 2nd floor of a burning building.
"Theo? Theo!"
Stiles isn't used to seeing his not-crush, he swears he doesn't have a crush on Theo, but there is the thing called denial.
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a/n: another one of my wip. sitting, simmering in drafts.
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sapphireginger · 1 year
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The day of the fire could’ve been the worst day of Stiles’s life, but it turned out to be the best day of his life because he met Peter Hale. The fire could’ve meant the end of a child’s life, but Peter saved her, and it became the best day of his life because he met Stiles Stilinski.
Gift for: @rebakitt3n 
Happiest of Holidays and I hope you love the Steter-y goodness I have written! I absolutely love this story!!
@stetersecretsanta2022
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frosthexe · 2 years
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Fireman Derek's Crazy Pie [Cheeseburger Baby] - Chapter 1 - owlpostagain - Teen Wolf (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
“He can't blame me for the fact that I live in a building full of people united in the singular effort to ogle Hot Fireman as often as humanly possible."
Laura laughs, loud and echoing in the empty restaurant.
"Hot firemen can make a girl do crazy things," she agrees, nodding towards her brother's name on the menu. "Derek won't let me date anyone from his company, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the eye candy."
"Send them my way," Stiles suggests, finally loading up a forkful of pie. "Apparently I'm incompetent enough that I need to be babysat at all times, because it would be cheaper than dispatching a truck every time I try to use a kitchen appliance."
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“He can't blame me for the fact that I live in a building full of people united in the singular effort to ogle Hot Fireman as often as humanly possible."
Laura laughs, loud and echoing in the empty restaurant.
"Hot firemen can make a girl do crazy things," she agrees, nodding towards her brother's name on the menu. "Derek won't let me date anyone from his company, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the eye candy."
"Send them my way," Stiles suggests, finally loading up a forkful of pie. "Apparently I'm incompetent enough that I need to be babysat at all times, because it would be cheaper than dispatching a truck every time I try to use a kitchen appliance."
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christinesficrecs · 1 year
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Sterek Ficlets
I’m still working on this one, but here is part one for now. 
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College AU, Fake Boyfriends - Aussiebee
Hug Delivery Man - supervillainny
The Morning After - stoney321
Be nice to your seat partner. They might just be your future spouse!’  - pale-silver-comb
Pick-Up Artist: The Subway Shop AU - halffizzbin
Daily reminder that you're one cool cat. - pale-silver-comb
“You can’t possibly be blaming me for this.” - halekingsourwolf
Oh, I will fake relationship the crap out of you - jerakeenc
FBI Agents - missisjoker
Derek gets taken by hunters. - ladykatie
Derek is a fireman and Stiles likes when he comes home in his gear - stileshale
Getting Caught in the Act - mad-madam-m
when peter/sheriff and stiles/derek having a double wedding. - thisdisontentedwinter 
“This is the guy?” - munsonboy
I didn’t know - matildajones
Unrequited - happysterekthoughts
Don’t make it into a big deal - stileshale
Beach Trip - stileshale
Melvin Smarty AU - yodas-yo-yo
Thanksgiving AU - thepsychicclam
Charity Auction - stileshale
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stop, drop, and roll by thepsychicclam
Mature | 12k | 1/1
Stiles knows he's in trouble when he invites the Beacon Hills Fire Department into his third grade classroom and he can't stop staring at a certain scruffy fireman. But after the third graders take a field trip to the fire station and participate in the fire department's holiday canned food drive, Stiles can't ignore his crush any longer.
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buckybarnesss · 9 months
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Coming back to the TW fandom in 2022 was an EXPERIENCE, like why is cop!Derek so prevalent?? Please do not slander my boy like that.
Make him an EMT or a fireman!!
I KNOW.
i'm still side-eyeing jeff for putting stiles in the fbi but derek? as an officer? in beacon hills? in the 2020's? 😬
if you've got a uniform kink make him a fireman or emt like you said. that'd make more sense for derek. he's a saving people kind of person.
i still have a hard time envisioning stiles in the fbi either. the little gremlin if anything would've washed out the second he saw all the bureaucratic red tape or the fact he helped derek escape capture.
like i can see stiles doing the nancy drew route of being private investigator with a supernatural clientele or something but stiles likes to do things that actively do him harm and he'd think being in the fbi makes him useful.
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teenwolfpodficfest · 2 years
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Fireman Derek's Crazy Pie [Cheeseburger Baby]
Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, rated T
Podfic by:  roseszain
Cover art by: one-fandom-became-all-fandoms
Podfic length: 1h42
Written by:  owlpostagain
Text length: 17.6k
Summary: “He can't blame me for the fact that I live in a building full of people united in the singular effort to ogle Hot Fireman as often as humanly possible."
Laura laughs, loud and echoing in the empty restaurant.
"Hot firemen can make a girl do crazy things," she agrees, nodding towards her brother's name on the menu. "Derek won't let me date anyone from his company, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the eye candy."
"Send them my way," Stiles suggests, finally loading up a forkful of pie. "Apparently I'm incompetent enough that I need to be babysat at all times, because it would be cheaper than dispatching a truck every time I try to use a kitchen appliance.".
~Don’t forget to leave kudos and comments to the podficcer and the author if you’ve enjoyed this story!
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evsipepsi · 1 year
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STEREK TOP 5
ok, it's difficult but I wanna try and tell you my top 5 sterek fic :) (I have 230 sterek bookmarks so... let's see
Fireman Derek's Crazy Pie [Cheeseburger Baby] (17698 words): firefighter AU in which Derek and stiles know each other but at the same time they don't!! very sweet
The Scientific Method (5947 words): Stiles is helping the pack with some experiments, enters Derek. Lol super cute Derek
Love Comes in Spurts (26238 words): AU in which Derek is a porn actor and Scott's brother, enters Stiles and his college experience while being Derek and Scott's roommate
I See Good Things in Your Future (4199 words): The "Fair of Mysticism" is in town, and Madam Sabina insists on giving Stiles and Derek a psychic reading. Together.
Kiss it Better, Kiss it Back Together (3427): Stiles is cursed by a witch to forget the person he loves the most so everyone thinks it's Lydia but it's not and the only way to get the memories back is through a kiss
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Under Control, Sterek, 100w, teen [AO3] @sterekdrabbles 5/29/23 (kind, carry, rescue)
Derek jumped in front of Stiles and roared, making the omega cower. Ten minutes later, the wolf was back in human form and Scott was taking her to Satomi.
As everyone dispersed, Derek turned to look at Stiles, sitting on a fallen tree.
“How kind of you to come to my rescue,” Stiles drawled, rolling his eyes. “Everything was under control.”
Derek, frustrated with the reprimand, bared his teeth and launched for Stiles, picking him up to carry him in a fireman’s hold. “I’ll show you under control,” Derek growled, ignoring how Stiles squirmed and started pinching him in retaliation.
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goddess47 · 11 months
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Good Neighbors
For @sterekdrabbles prompts (May 29, 2023) - kind, carry, rescue
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Stiles watched the hot-like-burning fireman as he rescued Mrs. Abernathy's cat from the burning house. Hot!Fireman carried the squawking cat carefully to Stiles' elderly neighbor.
"Thank you, Derek," she said and patted Derek's cheek fondly.
Derek! Stiles was confused when Derek looked up at him. Derek winked at Stiles then went back to work.
A polite tap on the door revealed Derek in tight jeans and a soft-looking t-shirt.
"Can I help you?"
"Mrs. Abernathy insisted I come over and make sure you didn't get any smoke in your house," Derek grinned.
"How kind of her!" Stiles smiled back.
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realityescapee01 · 1 year
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Sweet Little Sunshine (part 1: number)
part 2 here >>
Steo | Stiles x Theo | First Responders prompt @steodiscord | contains some sm ut
Stiles is 3 weeks in to his medical training as a senior med student. He has to make good here because this will decide which hospital he'd be a doctor in.
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He has to focus. But a certain firefighter is making that a little difficult.
Waltzing in with all his hotness and attention on Stiles. Applying pressure of pursuing him, gifts and go-out-with me statements. Throwing out pickup lines to him whenever he is there.
Focusing is becoming harder and harder for Stiles.
Beacon Hills Med. The hospital Stiles is training in. He took a deep breath and pushed the door open to the ER.
"Good morning." -Stiles greeted everyone. The receptionist, the nurses, Stiles' co-med students and the doctors.
"Stilinski, come here." -Stiles' resident doctor called him over to start the day. They work on emergency. So the cases Stiles see are always very bloody. Severe wounds etc etc from accidents or urgent cases.
He was looking around quite a bit everytime the emergency doors open. He couldn't forget the day his firefighter walked in. Theo Raeken.
Theo was rushing in with a patient that got into a car accident. A metal bar was lodged through his thigh and in a very delicate situation, they must keep him as steady as possible to avoid slicing the main artery and risk bleeding to death. And Theo was there to help the medics on that, keeping the bar in place with tools.
Stiles was with the team who handled that. Stiles kept glancing at Theo and unbeknownst to him, Theo was glancing at him too. When they're able to stabilize the patient, Theo walked up to Stiles and introduced himself.
And the rest is them looking for each other at work for the third week now.
Theo doesn't always come in because he isn't really a medic. He is a firefighter, squad leader, who are highly trained and specializes in rescue operations using heavy equipments through the worst case scenarios.
Stiles let out a sigh, he wished Theo would walk through those doors, but of course that's a bad thing too because that means there had been a severe accident.
"Waiting for your fireman?"
Stiles was pulled out from his pining by a co-med student, and bestfriend, Lydia Martin.
"Lyds, hey."
"Good so far. ER is not toxic today. As of the moment. So, you waiting on your fireman?"
"W-What?!? My fireman?" -Stiles wanted to laugh it off but Lydia ain't letting go. Stiles laughed again, at himself this time.
He's laughing at himself because he had laughed at Lydia before for having a thing for firefighters. He just doesn't get it. And now he is the one that has a firefighter crush.
"I told you to go out with him already!"
"I can't, Lyds, we're training right now. We can't afford distractions. And besides, I'm not even sure if Theo is serious."
"We can focus on training and also find the love of our lives and have 'fun'. Theo is very hot. And looks like he is very good at "it", you know." -Lydia giggled.
"Lyds, you know me, I don't like playing around. And Theo seems like a guy that everybody wants. And he is hot, yes, so he can definitely indulge sometimes. Most probably he is some kind of a playboy. I don't wanna be just his flavor of the week."
Stiles was speaking from a certain experience. Before all these, from elementary to med school, no one ever asked him out or expressed interest in him. He was seen as a nerd, a geek, he sometimes asks how he became best friends with a cool person like Lydia. There are some that tried picking Stiles up but he knows they're joking, or product of bets; he could tell, and he comes back with sarcasm to those that tried.
So, Stiles kinda have a low confidence about himself being attractive enough for something real. And then here he is, a training med student, and a fiery firefighter comes and announces interest in him. Naturally, Stiles was doubtful.
"Well, you can ask your dad about Theo."
Stiles' dad is the chief at the firehouse Theo works at. But he never told his dad about Theo hounding and pursuing him.
"No, I don't wanna resort to that. It's the 3rd week now, I think he would've moved onto his next flavor of the week."
"Exactly, 3 weeks now, Stiles. That is way past the flavor for the week timeframe."
"Lyds, I just... I'm not sure. Haven't seen him for a while now. I bet he's onto another person by now."
"Oh, I don't think so~." -Lydia said in a sing song manner and began walking away.
Stiles was confused a bit.
"Good morning, sunshine."
Theo said from behind him, close to his ear. A little too close. And hands, on his waist, gradually rubbing up and down.
Stiles jerked away. He was startled. There is a hot breath on his ear, a very sultry sounding voice, and those warm hands rubbing his waist, from a very good look guy behind him: Theo.
"T-Theo?!? What are you doing here?" -Stiles took a step away and turned to face Theo.
"Dropped off a patient. And I wanted to see you." -Theo took half a step closer to Stiles. "I brought coffee."
Stiles felt Theo is too close, he wanted to step away again but he hit the counter behind him, no way to move any farther.
"Oh, uhm, I'm still on the clock."
"Stiles, I'm going to the cafeteria now, break time!" -Lydia giggled. She's not letting Stiles escape Theo.
"It's your break time, perfect! Come with me." -Theo wrapped his arm around Stiles' neck and started walking with him out of there.
"B-But, you are still on shift, right?"
"Yeah, I have my radio with me in case of calls, it's okay.
Stiles clicked his tongue and narrowed his eyes at Lydia. He knows Lydia intentionally announced that he lied to Theo about being on the clock. Lydia just mouthed 'have fun!' and waved Stiles goodbye.
Stiles just sighed and walked with Theo to the rooftop. Theo handed him the coffee he got. Stiles smelled it, hazelnut macchiato.
"How'd you know?"
"I have sources." -Theo winked at him.
Lydia. Stiles immediately knew.
"Thanks."
They start drinking their coffee, Theo engaging Stiles in conversations. Stiles was having fun, he just kept talking and smiling, looking all bright and charming. That did not escape Theo. He was watching Stiles the whole time.
They've grown quite close with each other over the past weeks. Theo would go visit Stiles whenever he helps bring a patient in or when the hospital is on the way from an emergency call. Theo would always make their rig stop and go see Stiles even for a few minutes. Stiles would always behave like he doesn't wanna see Theo, but everyone can see the change of mood from Stiles whenever Theo comes. Stiles is always happier when Theo comes visiting.
Stiles was looking very happy and cute talking about the geek convention he attended over the weekend. Theo liked it a lot and wasn't able to control himself.
He leaned closer and kissed Stiles on the cheek.
Stiles was speechless. And then Theo asked the question he'd been asking for for weeks now.
"So... can I get your number now?"
"...No." -Stiles said, still in shock from the sudden cheek kiss from Theo.
"I can kiss you but I can't get your number?" -Theo was in disbelief.
"Uhm..." -Stiles' beeper sounded off. "My break is almost over. And I think your crew is getting bored."
Stiles gestured to the squad truck below, parked just in front the hospital.
Theo looked down and shook his head. "Fine. But still, I'll come see you again." Theo looked up and smiled at Stiles.
Theo started to walk away. But he stopped before walking out the door.
"Stiles, you're not just the flavor of the week."
Stiles was surprised, he figured Theo heard what he was talking about with Lydia.
"And I'm serious." -Theo smiled and walked out the door.
Stiles just stood there, holding the cup of coffee from Theo. Thinking about what happened. He touched the cheek where Theo kissed him.
"Stiles!" -Lydia fetched him. "So, what happened?"
"N-Nothing." -Stiles finished his coffee cup and dumped it in the trash.
They went back to the ER to continue their day.
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Theo walked to their squad rig and sat there quiet for a while. He smiled as he thought back to the cheek kiss. He remembered the day he first saw Stiles. His little sunshine.
He got called out to a car accident. It was pretty hard because they needed to use heavy equipment to stabilize the car, tie it to prevent it from falling off the bridge, pry open the car door and then carefully move the patient as steady as they can. He went along the ambo to help their medics secure the patient without the patient bleeding out on the way.
They reached the ER and they slammed the door open, the head nurse immediately called out orders of who is the doctor and which room they'd use. They were directed to a room and there were doctors immediately there. Everyone is familiar to Theo but not someone, who Theo understood to be a training med student.
Stiles has big doe eyes, and has pale white skin, like a sunshine. And Theo loves his sunshines. Sunshine signifies a new day for Theo, that he survived the previous day and is headed to face another.
"Raeken, I need something here and here, then cut this side of the bar first." -the attending doctor asked.
"Yes, sir." -Theo followed the instructions carefully. Taking a buzz saw to cut the bar.
After his part on the situation, he looked up at Stiles and saw that the doctor in training was also looking at him. He smiled and nodded as he stepped out of the room.
He waited for the doctors to finish. He approached Stiles and introduced himself. Stiles was a little nervous but introduced himself as well. Theo asked about the patient and if there is something more he can do. To which Stiles said no, we got it handled, thank you. Theo said goodbye and left.
And everytime he brings patients in, he looks for Stiles and talks to him. Stiles was hesitant at first and being sarcastic all the time. But that didn't deter Theo, he could handle the sarcasm by spouting a few back at Stiles. Stiles was irritated at first but he gradually became friendly. The sarcasm and witty comebacks just became part of how they talk.
And then Theo remembered Stiles' reaction to him today. And the topic he was talking about with Lydia. Stiles is not sure about him. If he is serious about him. To which he is! But Stiles has a hard time believing that. Because Theo came on as an aggressive guy that is popular and could possibly be just looking for a hook up.
Theo felt angry at that. And sad as well. But he can't blame Stiles. He did have a reputation for hooking up. And most likely Stiles heard of it around the hospital. Their town is quite small.
Theo groaned and looked at his bestfriends. He was contemplating on asking them a question, seeing that it's just the 3 of them in the front of the rig.
"Hey, how's your sweet little sunshine?" -Jackson.
"Don't call him that. Only I can call him that." -Theo said.
"So, it ain't good. What happened?" -Brett followed.
"Tell me... honestly, guys, do I come across as a jackass? Douchebag? Playboy? Fuckboy?"
Theo decided to ask just as they are pulling into the firehouse.
"Okay, wait, hold on! Did Stiles call you that?" -Jackson
"I like this Stiles now. You should bring him over sometime." -Brett was laughing as the three of them got off the rig.
The three of them separated from the rest of the crew to come sit at their table at the apparatus floor.
"Talbot, I'm serious." -Theo slumped down on his seat.
Jackson and Brett looked at each other. With knowing stares. They know. They know their friend is whipped. Stiles really captured his heart.
"Okay, in all honesty, you're kinda cocky. Nope, you are cocky. And that intimidates people. And turns some people away. Like you're good at everything. You act like you're better than everyone else. And you look too... good. There are people that get intimated by too good-looks and would wanna avoid you at all costs." -Jackson berated, Brett nodding along.
"But... That's not cocky, that's confident. I am better. I am good at everything I do. And it's not my fault if I look this good."
"Cocky." -Jackson pointing at Theo, having proved a point. Brett laughing at the exchange.
"And also you being a 'crowd favorite'. You know, hooking up and all that."
"I have needs. And they're offering. And so do you, guys!" -Theo shrugged it off.
"That could be deterring Stiles. He might be thinking you just wanna fuck then ghost, wham bam, thank you mam."
"But I'm serious."
"We know, hence this conversation. I'm just saying, those are the things Stiles could be hearing about you. Can't blame him for being cautious of you." -Jackson leaned back in his chair.
"But even so, Theo does have things to back it up. He really is good at what he does. And he is goodlooking. So hooking up is easy, nothing we or him can do about that." -Brett followed it up.
"Yeah..." -Theo looked at Brett suspiciously. Brett is really kind and sweet to him today. "... wait, you're gonna ask for an off day huh?"
Brett just smiled. Jackson laughed out loud. Theo jabbed at Brett's arm.
"Just one day, man. I gotta be some place."
"... Fine. Fill up paperwork." -Theo making a give-me gesture with his hand.
Brett rejoiced and took out the form already in his fireman coat...
"I've never, we've never, seen you like this before. So we know you are deathly serious about Stiles. You can't do anything about the things you did in the past, but you can show Stiles that those are nothing to worry about now. I know you can prove it. All you gotta do is for Stiles to give you the chance to." -Brett said seriously.
He, too, was in the same situation before. Having the same reputation as Theo. He asked Theo for advice then too. The person he's pursuing doesn't take him seriously, nothing but just as a fuckbuddy to keep around.
"I know. But Stiles is very much guarded. He sees me and talks to me when I go visit him, but he doesn't wanna give me his number."
"Hah! I never knew I'd see the day Theo could not get someone's number." -Jackson was teasing him now.
Theo picked up the rag on the table and threw it at Jackson. "Clean the rig, man."
"What?!? Theo, come on!"
"Clean the rig." -Theo was serious.
"...Fine." -Jackson trudged away.
"Well, no other way then. Keep coming to him." -Brett was handing the leave form to Theo.
"Oh, believe me, I will." -Theo signed Brett's form. "Oh, when you get back from this, you clean all our gears."
"Fuck!" -Brett face-palmed.
"Sucking up to me ain't gonna work, ever, without me getting back at you somehow." -Theo smirked at Brett.
"I'm gonna file a complaint! -Brett shouted on his way to pass the form to their chief.
"Like hell you would!" -Theo grinned.
Their firehouse chief, Chief Stilinski, was watching them through his office window. As they were driving in, he overheard the three's conversation, caught Jackson say: did Stiles call you that.
Stiles never told him anything about Theo at all. Chief Stilinski grew wary.
"Chief?" -Brett knocking on his door.
Chief Stilinski signalled for him to come in. He accepted Brett's leave form and asked him...
"When you go back out, tell Raeken I'm looking for him."
"Sure thing, chief."
Brett let out a breath when he turned around.
'Oh boy, Theo. This just got complicated.' -Brett thought on his way to Theo.
"Did he say why?" -Theo was a little nervous.
"I think you know."
Theo gulped and walked to the chief's office.
"Hey, chief!" -Theo knocking.
"Close the door."
Theo did. "So, what's the matter chief?"
"Get away from my son."
"S-Sorry?"
"Get away from Stiles."
"Chief... what brought this about?" -Theo was thinking if Stiles said something about the kiss earlier today.
"Raeken. I have nothing against you or what you do outside of work. And your work is brilliant. You're one of the best firefighters in town. But I also know about you hooking up quite often. And my son is not someone for just hooking up."
"That's not my inten-"
"Leave my son alone."
"Chief! Hear me out-"
The emergency alarm went off. An ambo requested for squad assistance in a call. Something about a situation they can't do alone.
"That's you. Head out!" -Chief ordered him out of his office.
Theo was gritting his teeth. He turned around and opened the door. There is an emergency but he couldn't let it go.
"Chief, I'm sorry. But I won't leave your son alone. This is not just a hookup for me."
Theo declared and walked out of the office.
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Stiles was a little out of it after Theo left. He never told Lydia about the cheek kiss.
"So, you gave him your number yet?"
"No."
"Stiles! Come on. He's been at it for almost a month now."
"Yeah. But... what if he's a mistake? What if he's not the one?"
"Then you'll learn something and be wiser on the next guy. But what if he is the one?"
Stiles was quiet on that.
"Okay, just this one thing... are you attracted to him? Do you like him?"
"It's kinda difficult to not be attracted to Theo, Lyds."
"Mn, yeah, point taken. So, what's stopping you? Just give the guy a chance. Give yourself a chance at your possible happily ever after."
Their talk was interrupted as the ER door slammed open, and again, with Theo.
A delicate case was presented. The patient Theo brought in has a huge ball of spiky, orange glass on him. They couldn't figure out what it is. And it is impaled on many places on the chest and stomach. The worst one, through the throat.
The ER was in such a clamor due to the severity and also, bizzareness of the situation. The medics that responded to the scene briefed the doctor staff.
That orange thing is an art piece being hung at the museum when the cable snapped and it fell onto the employee overseeing the task. The glass through his neck is dangerously close to severing his jugular. They stabilized it with the help of the squad. The doctors immediately moved. Assessed and remedied the other stabbed parts. Once stable, the doctor gave very delicate and specific instructions to Theo on how and where to cut, so they could get the big chunk of glass off without disturbing the piece stuck to the throat. So they can finally bring the patient to the OR.
Theo did. Instructing Brett to hand him the buzz saw and Jackson to replace him in holding the spiky glass globe steady as he goes and cut it in places; handing to Brett the cut pieces.
"Careful, careful." -the doctor was watching him closely.
Theo was on the last piece and cut through it without shaking the glass too much.
"Clear." -Theo announced as he helped Jackson lift the spiky glass globe off.
"Good! Bring him to the OR! Great work, Raeken. Squad." -the doctor nodded to the three in acknowledgement.
"Our pleasure." -Jackson answered for them.
They stayed there a while, sitting, catching their breath from the delicate case they just helped in.
Brett looked at Theo, who was adjusting his coat and putting away the buzz saw. He can't help but smile at how good Theo did. And that is why he is the squad leader. And when he looked away, out of the room, he saw that he is not the only one admiring Theo's work.
Brett elbowed Jackson beside him. Jackson looked at where Brett was looking.
Stiles was standing behind the nurse counter, staring at Theo in the room. The two giggled and looked at their squad leader. Theo was busy putting away all their gear. The saw, the heavy duty bands, ties, etc. etc. Theo most probably didn't realize Stiles was staring at him.
They know Theo well. Theo might be arrogant at times and be boastful, but when he is working, everything else disappears and he becomes serious and focuses hard on the task at hand.
So they watched Theo tidy up their gears, take a breath and then look up.
"Good job, guys. We could take a break before we head back to the firehouse." -Theo smiled at them. "You know where the cafeteria is, right?"
Brett and Jackson nodded.
"Good. Food's on me."
"Awesome! Okay, we'd be heading there now, lieutenant." -Jackson winked and nodded his head towards a direction.
Theo didn't get it at first. But the two are smiling too much for Theo as they walk out of the room. He decided to look at where Jackson nodded his head. And there he saw Stiles, staring at him.
Stiles blushed and looked away, typing something on his ipad. Theo smiled and shook his head. He now knew what Jackson was trying to say. He looked at where Brett and Jackson disappeared to and saw that the two was peeking out of the hallway, watching him.
Theo signalled for them to scram to which the two just laughed before walking away. Theo fixed his coat and his hair before walking towards Stiles.
"Hey."
"H-Hey." -Stiles was still typing on the ipad.
Theo smirked and took the ipad away from Stiles, he knows Stiles is not typing something important. "How are you doing? Shift's good so far?"
"Y-Yeah."
"Thats good. Mine was very eventful."
"Yeah. I saw. Wh-What happened there?"
Theo proceeded to tell him what happened.
"That's crazy... you... you did well back there, Theo."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Thanks."
"It's crazy. Because whenever I see you, there are lots of blood, wounds, sctached and what-not from a very serious accident."
"It would be refreshing to see each other outside of work, right?" -Theo was shooting a shot.
"... Yeah, it would." -Stiles took the bait.
"Care for a drink after shift?"
"Oh..." -Stiles didn't really foresee what Theos' original statement leads to. He was so flustered and in awe at what he just saw Theo did that his usually quick and smart brain grew a bit sluggish.
Stiles looked away from Theo and his eyes landed at Lydia, who was holding up her ipad with a message: just go! Stiles almost laughed but was able to hold it back. Lydia is very adamant.
"Well, yeah. I could use a drink." -Stiles saying his yes to the invitation.
"Great! I'll pick you up later."
And so that led to Stiles looking himself over and again in the mirror. He was fixing his hair over again. And was deciding between leaving his sleeves down or folded just below the elbow.
"Lyds! How do I look?"
"Splendid!"
"Are you sure?" -Stiles looked at himself again.
He is out of the doctor scrub and coat, and is in his usual get up: chino pants, dark shirt, and flannel. He then wondered if Theo would still be attracted to him if he sees just how plain he actually is.
And then he realized, he never really saw Theo out of his fireman uniform. That bulky pants, and coat. And helmet. With tons of gears attached. He grew curious. Knowing Theo is a firefighter, and Stiles knows they keep themselves in shape, Stiles was curious to see just how in shape Theo is.
"You're good, Stiles, You should get going." -Lydia was hurrying him along outside of the ER doors.
Stiles was almost stumbled over when Lydia shoved him outside the doors. He looked around for Theo. He doesn't really know what to look for. A car? Sedan? Jeep? Truck? Sports car? What?
"Stiles!" -Theo called to him. "Over here."
Stiles looked over at Theo, leaning on his dark blue pick-up truck. He walked towards him and saw him dressed in plain black shirt, jeans and white sneakers. Simple.
Simple but the body beneath isn't. Stiles noticed how that plain black shirt hugged Theo on the right places. The chest, the shoulders, the waist... Theo is fit alright.
Stiles was staring quite a bit. Theo enjoying the reaction.
"You like it?"
"H-Huh???" -Stiles was pulled out from his staring. He looked back up at Theo, and noticed how tidy and groomed Theo's face is. His hair, perfectly styled too.
"My shirt. You like it?"
"Yeah."
"Or is it how my body stretches it that you like?" -Theo was leaning closer to him now.
"Oh-uhm, I know you firefighters are fit so... yeah." -Stiles blushed.
"...I could show you more of it." -Theo was moving closer to Stiles.
"Y-Yea-I think we should get going." -Stiles opened the passenger seat door and hopped in.
"Yeah. We should." -Theo helped him close the door. He smiled as he walked over to the driver's side.
As they were driving, Stiles keeps glancing at Theo and was glad that Theo is not too buff to his liking. Theo is just right. And Theo seemed very hygienic, evident on how clean and prim he is right now. Stiles loved that, maybe it's the doctor in him, but still. Very nice quality to be clean. And is very far from Theo's look in his firefighter gear. Theo always comes in sweaty, and dirty or dusty or bloody, depending in the case he responded to.
They arrived at the local bar. Theo opened doors for Stiles. When they walked in, the bartender greeted Theo. The bartender looked too young for Stiles to be working.
"Theo! Hey. How are you?"
"I'm good, Corey." -Theo sat at the bar, guiding Stiles on the stool beside him. Theo would have liked to sit in a booth and table but Brett and Jackson beat him to it, with their respective dates and their friends.
"The usual?" -Corey handed him his drink.
"Yeah... how about you, Stiles?"
"Oh, just beer."
Corey smiled at him. "There you go, Stiles." Corey slid him a bottle of beer and said his name ever so sweetly.
Theo asked Stiles about the rest of his shift. And Stiles asked the same. Then Theo asked him about what crazy cases he's worked on. Stiles asked the same of Theo. Then the conversation went on as the usual getting to know the person talk. Them finding out they watch the same TV series. And some movies. Listen to the same bands. And collected the same comics.
"No way! No way you're a nerd like me!" -Stiles couldn't believe it.
"Try me." -Theo took a sip of his drink.
"Okay, okay." -Stiles was on a roll. He wanted to prove if Theo really knows what he's talking about. Or if he's just stringing Stiles along.
"List down Star Wars movies in chronological order!"
"Easy. Phantom Menace, Attack of the Clones, Clone Wars, Revenge of the Sith, Solo, Rogue One, A New Hope, The Empire Strikes Back, Return of the Jedi, The Force Awakens, The Last Jedi, and The Rise of Skywalker." -Theo said without skipping a beat.
Stiles gasped. It wasn't a joke. And Theo is updated as well.
"Okay~ Which one did you like best?"
"Oh, is this the make or break question, sunshine?"
"It is."
Theo laughed. He took a sip of his drink again before answering.
"Rogue One. I went in to watch it, not really expecting anything. But it turned out to be the movie we never asked for but never knew we needed."
Stiles gasped again. He cradled his beer bottle and drank from it.
"So? Did I make it or break it?"
Stiles kept on smiling. "Made it."
"Hell, yeah!" -Theo slammed his hands on the bar and lifted them up in the air in a victory pose.
Stiles kept laughing. "Stop it!" He is feeling embarrassed and conscious because people are looking at them.
"Whoop! Whoop!" -Theo waved his hands around.
"Theo!" -Stiles pulling his arms down.
"What? I'm just really happy I made it."
"It's just a movie question!"
Theo just laughed and pulled Stiles off the bar and onto where people are crowding and dancing.
"Oh, no no no. Theo, no!" -Stiles tried to fight off Theo but the firefighter is too strong for him.
He got swept onto the dance floor. Theo started dancing and Stiles was just there, standing, embarrassed.
"Come on, Stiles." -Theo kept egging him to dance.
Stiles is not that drunk yet to do his silly dance steps on there. But Theo and the people around them didn't care and just kept dancing, making Stiles be in the mood to dance too. It started as normal, usual, silly, dances until it wasn't.
Theo and Stiles' body grew closer and closer. And the dance steps grew more and more daring. Theo took Stiles' hand and spun him around. Stiles has his back on Theo, and Theo hugged him close to his body. He then started swaying him along, waving side to side.
Stiles felt how warm it's getting. But he was enjoying it. Maybe he is drunk. Or maybe it's Theo's body flushed against him.
He felt Theo grind against him.
"Mn, fuck!" -Stiles muttered. Stiles felt it. He definitely felt something down there. From Theo and from his own, inside of his pants.
Stiles looked around, he was so conscious that others might be watching them. He then saw everyone else was busy with their own thing. Stiles felt Theo's warm breath on the nape of his neck. Theo was nuzzling him.
Stiles felt that tingle again. His whole body just shuddered. Then Theo started kissing his nape.
"Theo, oh shit." -Stiles' body jerked and he started grinding back to Theo.
Theo moaned in his ear. "Stiles... how about we get out of here?"
"Y-Yeah." -Stiles was so turned on.
Theo nipped one last time on Stiles' neck before hurling themselves out of there. They made it back to his truck, kissing and groping.
For the record, Theo didn't plan it to be like this. He just planned it to be a nice night of drinking with Stiles. But Stiles was looking too lovely tonight. And Stiles' reactions encouraged Theo to keep going where the situation was pushing them to.
Inside the truck, in the back seat, Theo was on top of Stiles, both of them has their pants undone and pushed down a bit, enough to make their erections brush each other.
Theo was sucking on Stiles' neck. Everything was hazy for Stiles. He doesn't really know what and how and why things are so damn hot right now. And Stiles remembered, he doesn't really know anything about this. He's never had a boyfriend before.
Theo stopped for a while to take his shirt off. And Stiles bit his lips at how good Theo's torso looks like. The chest, the abs, the oblique, that v-line leading to Theo's...
"Oh shit!" -Stiles panicked. He is a virgin. And he is halfway changing his mind. "Wait-wait! Theo!" Stiles was holding his hands up.
"What?" -Theo was about to go down on his neck again.
"I'm... I-I... I can't. I can't!" -Stiles pushed himself up.
"Wh-What? Stiles?" -Theo watched him pull his pants back up and tidy his shirt. "Stiles? Stiles? Hey, sunshine, what's wrong?"
"Theo... just... we can't be doing this. I'm sorry. And this is also our first date too- I mean, night out, out of work. We can't be- I'm not a... I don't do this."
Theo gets it. He was nodding, in an attempt to calm Stiles down.
"Sorry, Theo, I just, I'm not a wh-"
"Yeah, Stiles, you aren't. I know. I'm sorry if I moved too fast. I'm sorry I made you feel that way. But believe me, I don't see you as such, okay? I was just... you were so lovely tonight. I couldn't help it."
"Y-Yeah, I just... Yeah. Sorry. Can I go home now? I wanna go home."
"Sure, sure. Of course. I'll drive you home." -Theo wore his shirt back on and zipped his pants back up.
They transferred to the front seats and Theo started driving Stiles home. The drive was quiet. And Theo didn't like it. He was scared that he totally blew it tonight.
"Stiles? Do you wanna stop by somewhere? Coffee or something?" -Theo wanted Stiles to say yes, he wanted to gauge the situation. more.
"Uhm... drive thru. I want some curly fries."
"Sure."
Theo never made a u-turn so fast. They ordered and stayed in the parking, Stiles didn't really wanna get out of the truck. He dug in the fries box as soon as they parked. Theo was observing him. Stiles hasn't slapped or punched or called his dad or jumped out of his truck and high tailed it yet. Which is a good thing. Right? Is it? Theo isn't sure anymore. He doesn't wanna lose his sunshine.
"Sunshi-Stiles?"
"Yeah?" -Stiles replied without looking at him.
"Am I... I'm sorry. I hope I didn't blow everything tonight. Like I told you, you aren't a flavor of the week for me, Stiles. I am serious about you."
"N-No. It's not that."
"What is it then?"
"...Just... just let me eat in peace and drive me home right now?"
"Okay."
So Theo did. Halfway to Stiles' home, Stiles' phone rang.
"Hey, dad."
Theo became nervous. He remembered Stiles' dad's talk to him this morning.
"No, I was out. I'm on my way home.... I was out, uhm, de-stressing... w-what? No, I'm... well, I'm with someone, yes."
Theo held his breath.
"H-How'd you-" -Stiles looked at Theo. "Yeah... I'm just around the corner. See you." -Stiles ended the call. "Theo, could you stop right here?"
They stopped one corner from the Stilinski residence.
"Theo... dad knows about you 'haunting' me -his words by the way."
"H-Haunting? That's a bit much."
"Yeah, how did he know? I didn't tell him about you."
"This morning, he overheard me talk about you to Brett and Jackson."
"Oh."
"Yeah...and he wasn't happy about it."
"Uh, yeah, I can picture how the scenario went down."
"Yeah... so..."
Stiles' phone rang, it's his dad calling again. "You better bring me home."
"Yeah."
Theo continued to drive to the house. He parked and walked Stiles to the door.
"Theo." -Stiles held out his phone to Theo's face.
"W-What is-oh."
It was Stiles' number. Theo memorized it just in time the door opened and Stiles hid his phone in his pocket again.
"Dad."
"Hey, Chief. Good evening."
Chief did not answer but instead pulled Stiles inside the house and then shut the door on Theo's face.
'O-kay... that wasn't good... but at least I got Stiles' number now.' -Theo left with a smile.
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Mar's covid reading list
Covid made it hard for me to focus so I spent my downtime rereading some favorite comfort fics which I will now share with you for the low, low price of 'don’t forget to kudos and/or comment on these lovely stories'.
(16k | Explicit | Sterek)
We Grew A Little And Knew A Lot by attackofthezee (noxlunate)
“So, you do like me though?”
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“No, I hate you and I’ve spent a ton of time and money trying to make you happy for no reason at all.” Derek deadpans and Stiles can’t help it, he smiles blindingly at Derek and leans in, smashing their mouths together.
Or an A/B/O fic that's totally mostly floof
Fireman Derek's Crazy Pie [Cheeseburger Baby] by owlpostagain
(18k | Teen | Sterek)
“He can't blame me for the fact that I live in a building full of people united in the singular effort to ogle Hot Fireman as often as humanly possible."
Laura laughs, loud and echoing in the empty restaurant.
"Hot firemen can make a girl do crazy things," she agrees, nodding towards her brother's name on the menu. "Derek won't let me date anyone from his company, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the eye candy."
"Send them my way," Stiles suggests, finally loading up a forkful of pie. "Apparently I'm incompetent enough that I need to be babysat at all times, because it would be cheaper than dispatching a truck every time I try to use a kitchen appliance."
Leave the Rest Unspoken (I Hear You) by @lizabethl
(16k | Explicit | WinterHawk)
“I, um. I don’t think I’m supposed to have these.”
Bucky held something out between them, changing the target of Clint’s focus. When Clint saw the stack of envelopes in Bucky’s hands, his heart stopped beating and he dropped his bow to the ground.
Shit.
“Shit,” Clint whispered, wanting to reach out and snatch the letters from Bucky’s grip, but unable to move due to the mortification flowing through him. “Did you read them?”
Starving for the Light by @thepartyresponsible
(45k | Explicit | WinterHawk)
“You’ve got, like.” The witch taps his own chest, center mass, with the slice of pizza. “An infection, kinda. In your soul, I guess. Whatever you want to call it. Nobody wants to call it magic.”
“I don’t have any magic,” Bucky says, immediately. He’s not a witch.
“Sure,” the witch says. “Well, that thing you have that connects you to Steve, the part of you that can form bonds to other people. That part of you. It’s fucked.”
“Fucked,” Bucky repeats. He wonders if that’s a medical or magical diagnosis.
Mistakes Were Made by @spidergwenstefani
(1.4k | Teen | WinterHawk)
Sam slaps his hands against the conference table, half-standing from his seat.
“You spent three days with the deadliest assassin on earth? Doing what?”
Clint’s face goes red and Maria feels her stomach drop.
“No,” she manages. “Barton. You didn’t.
“Um.” Clint's face scrunches up like he can wince his way out of the conversation. “I didn’t not.”
AKA Clint ends up confessing to having met the Winter Soldier once before.
Baby Whisperer by @twothumbsandnostakeincanon
(26k | Mature | Steter )
“What. Is that.”
Scott looked up at him, apprehensive.
“Her name’s Lily.”
Stiles stared at the fuzzy head peeking out of the papoose.
“Her. Her name. That is a real live human baby. Oh my God-”
“Actually I don’t know if she’s human?” Scott said with a confused frown. “Becca didn’t say.”
“Who the fuck is Becca?!”
Infinite Space by @discontentedwinter
(35k | Explicit | Steter)
Stiles needs Peter's expertise to help stop the latest threat to Beacon Hills.
And, as the pack falls apart around him, he might even need Peter for more than that.
there's a niche in his chest where a heart would fit perfectly by xiaolongbaobei
(7k | Mature | SladeJay, Jason&books)
Frankly it’s a stupid idea, but Jason’s apparently known for his stupid ideas, including one which everybody in his ex-family has claimed led to his own death. Victim-blaming and general classism aside, yeah well if nobody’s going to treat Jason Todd like an adult or a hero — he thinks that he doesn’t need to be a hero. And ergo — Jason’s free to make stupid choices. Like getting into bed with Slade Wilson.
The Corner of Divinity by @primeemeraldheiress
(5k | Explicit | SladeJay)
He stared, heart in his throat. He couldn’t tear his eyes away. The heavy tang of blood was thick in the air and his feet felt like lead. He couldn’t move. He wasn’t even sure he wanted to. Whatever he’d expected to find, it wasn’t this.
Deathstroke’s lips twisted in a smirk. “I hoped you would show.”
“How could I resist?” Jason drawled, grateful his helmet hid his voice and for the scent blocking patches on his neck. “It was such an artfully worded invitation.”
Between Us by Tulikettu
(9.7k | Explicit | Fratt)
Matt asks Frank to go to a wedding as his date.
Foggy is annoyed.
Frank makes some mix tapes.
Matt might have underestimated everything he's ever felt.
Frank has vowed never to love again.
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Heyo I love your blog.
I was wondering if you could recommend your fave AU fics. You always know the best ones. Any Stiles Ships if possible, bonus points if it's Sterek/Steter/Stargent or Stetopher.
Thanks x
Yeah! I worked really hard re-reading my fav fics just for you. Enjoy.
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Sideways and Slantways and Longways and Backways by hologramophone 
(1/1 I 7,799 I Teen I Sterek)
“I called you a slave-driver!” Stiles cried hysterically. “I called you an ogre! I stole all the blue paperclips!” Derek raised an eyebrow at him. “That’s company property!” he shouted, waving his arms madly in distress. Derek ran a hand over his face. “It’s not theft if the vice president of the company gives you permission.”   (Otherwise known as the Elevator AU)
cool story, bro by drunktuesdays
(1/1 I 13,087 I Explicit I Sterek)
“FUUUUUUCK, is it a sweet valley high situation where Stiles is very aware that his twin is way more attractive and confident than he is, EVEN THOUGH THEY'RE IDENTICAL, and he always ends up with the hotter significant others and more friends and Stiles guesses that's why he's attracted to the pack at first, because it's something that's just his, not his twin's too. But of course, Stiles's twin gets bit and now he's part of Derek's pack, and Derek doesn't snap at him like he snaps at Stiles, never slams him into things, fucking FIGURES, STILES'S TWIN GETS EVERYTHIIIIIIIING.”
Darling It Is No Joke by thehoyden
(1/1 I 13,250 I Explicit I Sterek)
The first thing Stiles thinks when he opens the door is that it’s not his birthday, but someone has sent him some kind of cop stripper.
Bones Straining Under the Weight by weathervaanes
(1/1 I 15,645 I Explicit I Sterek)
One of Stiles' favorite things about life is Derek Hale's food blog. He never expects to meet the man in person.
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“Derek,” he says again, and the name feels very strange on his tongue. “You don’t mean Derek Hale.”
His professor’s eyebrows reach up, eyes widening. “You read his blog?”
"Uh. Worship. Would be a better more descriptive word. That is Derek Hale?"
Jimmy chuckles. "Good-looking guy, huh?"
"You mean to tell me the Food Network hasn't snatched him up to dethrone everyone else from daytime TV."
Jimmy smiles a small private smile. "I don't think TV is his medium."
Stiles raises an eyebrow. "Shy?"
The man laughs heartily at that. "No, I wouldn't say that. He just has particular forms of expression, like eyebrows and chili powder."
Fireman Derek's Crazy Pie [Cheeseburger Baby] by owlpostagain
(1/1 I 17,698 I Teen I Sterek)
“He can't blame me for the fact that I live in a building full of people united in the singular effort to ogle Hot Fireman as often as humanly possible."
Laura laughs, loud and echoing in the empty restaurant.
"Hot firemen can make a girl do crazy things," she agrees, nodding towards her brother's name on the menu. "Derek won't let me date anyone from his company, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the eye candy."
"Send them my way," Stiles suggests, finally loading up a forkful of pie. "Apparently I'm incompetent enough that I need to be babysat at all times, because it would be cheaper than dispatching a truck every time I try to use a kitchen appliance."
Binomial Coefficients by DevilDoll
(1/1 I 20,783 I Teen I Sterek)
In which brainy freshman Stiles Stilinski wants star quarterback Derek Hale to join the math team, AKA math nerds in love.
Stilinski's Home for Wayward Wolves by owlpostagain
(1/1 I 35,197 I Teen I Sterek)
“At least your puppies knock first,” Stiles snorts. “Here I thought their alpha raised them to be well-mannered.” 


“There’s a sign,” Derek responds stiffly. 


Stiles, whose curiosity outweighs even his hardest of grudges, abandons his chilly façade of nonchalance in a heartbeat. He jumps right up and all but pushes Derek out of the way in his effort to get to the window, and sure enough when he leans outside there’s a laminated strip of cardstock duct taped to the vinyl siding: 


DON’T FORGET TO KNOCK Stiles gets cranky when we scare him
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Or, in which Stiles Stilinski moves to Beacon Hills for his junior year of high school and accidentally adopts a pack of teenage werewolves.
Cornerstone by Vendelin
(6/6 I 83,738 I Explicit I Sterek)
Suffering from PTSD, ex-Marine Derek Hale moves back to Beacon Hills to open a bookshop and find a calmer life. That’s where he meets Stiles, completely by accident. Stiles is talkative, charming and curious. Somehow, despite the fact that he’s blind, he’s able to read Derek like no one else.
Gravity's Got Nothing on You by zosofi
(11/11 I 83,979 I Explicit I Sterek)
“Three weeks,” Derek says.
“Still don’t want to,” Stiles says.
“I’ll pay you,” Derek says, and that… that has Stiles interested. Alf’s Antique’s may be a great job, but it’s not a high-paying job, and half of Stiles’s tuition is coming from financial aid, so…
“How much,” Stiles asks, “are we talking here? Because I know your family, dude. And it’ll be kind of awkward after.“
“My family thinks you’re some sort of fucking gift to the world,” Derek seethes, like he’s jealous, “they’ll probably be pissed at me when we break it off, so don’t worry about that. Five hundred bucks.”
“A thousand,” Stiles says, because screw ethics. Also, the Hale family is loaded. Derek can deal.
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