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Now this may be a niche category for fics, but I know if any exist you’d be the one to ask. Do you know any where Derek dies, but gets brought back? Double points if he’s messed up somehow after the whole ordeal? Even if you can’t I just wanna say how much I love your fics!
thank you! Idk if you wanted like a TW movie fix-it, or just some good ol' resurrections, or both, but here's what I found (though no bonus points for me 😭 stereks, that's something to think about!)
Do you have a 100 words for me? ('Cause I have only three)
“THAT IS MY CHILD.” Stiles roared to the receiver.
Stiles’ roar echoed in his own ears as he slammed his fist down on the desk, rattling everything on it. He immediately glanced at Eli, making sure the noise hadn’t disturbed him. The kid barely stirred, his small frame bundled up in blankets on the couch. Stiles took a deep breath, lowering his voice but not his intensity.
“You don’t get to decide that, Scott,” he hissed into the phone. “You don’t get to decide what’s best for my kid. That’s my job. And if you think for a second that leaving him out there to fend for himself was somehow a better option than calling me, you’re even more deluded than I thought.”
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After Derek's death Eli struggles with his control over the wolf. Scott and Allison was too busy playing house to help him. So he makes a quick decision to find his other dad. He heard he was magic. Maybe he could help him. Maybe he could bring his dad back.
This fic is finished... I just add bonus chapters every now and then 😊❤️
One Thread by RurouniHime
In the middle of the night, his dad comes into the room and crawls onto the bed behind him, easing Stiles into the vee of his legs. He settles back against the headboard with a groan and doesn’t say anything for a long time. Stiles wraps his arms around one of his dad’s legs, presses his cheek to warm flannel, and tries to be still.
“Oh, kid,” his dad exhales. His hand comes down on the side of Stiles’ neck and his fingers press gently. “I never wanted you to know this pain.”
(Or, Derek dies. Stiles reacts Badly.)
Follow the Smoke Home by beekayem
Devastated by the second coming of the Nogitsune, Eli Hale takes his desperation in hand and calls upon a business card for Spark Supernatural Consultancy in the hopes that someone will be able to help him. When he follows the smoke deeper into the preserve, he finds more than he bargained for and begins to think maybe, just maybe, things might work out.
"Kid’s a wolf", was the first thing to cross Stiles’ mind after he tugged the door open and was closely followed up by a second more confused thought that he knew this kid somehow.
Rather than question it, he chose to step aside and open the door wider to his young guest. Because he was young. No older than eighteen at the most, maybe younger. Not the youngest client who’d found their way to his front porch - that honor had gone to the six year old selkie who had, under the guidance of her foster mother, called him to her in search of her skin that had been so cruelly torn from her by hunters.
Youngest wolf by far however. Usually the alphas were too protective to allow any of the pack to request his services, and this went double for kids.
The Sound of Silence by Asterekmess (Livinginfictions)
Everyone is so sure Derek is dead, but Stiles can't accept it. Not when there are so many loose ends.
Hold the Door by Hatteress (somewhatstacey), maichan808 (maichan)
When Derek is killed by a rival alpha, the pack will stop at nothing to get him back. Even if that means blackmailing the most dangerous hunter duo this side of hell. Whatever. That whole devil thing was probably totally exaggerated, anyway.
christabel by Petr1chor
“Peter?” Stiles said, too shocked to keep it out of his voice, “Why are you calling?”
Peter sighed on the other end, genuine in a way Peter rarely was. “I thought you would want to know.”
“Know what?”
“About Derek.”
“Peter, I’m too old for your cryptic shit. Either spit it out or I’m hanging up.”
“Stiles,” Peter said, his voice shaky, somehow, “Derek is dead.”
Stiles had a phone in his hand, a shattered mug, a puddle of coffee and what might be a first degree burn on his foot.
“Stiles? Are you still there?” Peter’s voice sounded fuzzy when his phone wasn’t pressed against his ear. Without response, he hit end call.
Derek is dead.
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Stiles goes back to Beacon Hills for Derek's funeral, but Derek isn't as dead as they assumed
i thought that was just a myth by lookingforatardis
When Stiles gets the call, he doesn't hesitate. There has to be a way to save Derek - he knows it in his gut. When the research points to one answer, Stiles has to hope that his gut is right, that it's always been right, and that Derek feels the same. Because if he does, then Stiles has a chance to save him.
A terrifying chance that requires Stiles not look at Derek once, but it's a chance nevertheless.
or, the orpheus and eurydice Teen Wolf The Movie Fix It Fic exactly one person asked for, that somehow turned into this sappy, angsty, true mates fix it that I adore
But I'm Gonna Love You Anyhow by Hella_Meyers
It didn't feel real. It couldn't be possible. The news sent Stiles falling to his knees. But in the retelling of the story, he realized one crucial mistake. Never underestimate the Nogitsune. And never make plans without consulting Stiles. Now he had to go and fix everything.
Resurrection by Amethystina
Derek hadn't planned to die, least of all when he had finally started to acknowledge the growing attraction he felt for Stiles — an attraction he knew was mutual. But die he did, his soul ending up in Purgatory just like he had been told that it would. Despite this he felt unable to let go. He couldn't forget the life he had left behind — his hopes for the future.
So when the opportunity presents itself for Derek to return to the land of the living, he takes it, heedless of the rules he might be breaking. Even partnering with a hunter seems like a small price to pay.
Dean Winchester can get Derek out of Purgatory and back to Stiles. Derek's willing to take that chance.
here is the repeated image of the lover destroyed by elisela
Stiles doesn’t go home right away.
The urge is there—when he answers the phone to Lydia’s shaking voice, when he gets the text from his dad, when he stares out at the sun glowing soft peach and golden over the buildings in D.C. and he thinks about Derek never seeing another sunrise. It’s there weeks later when he gets a check from the Estate of Derek Hale, when he crumples it up and throws it in the trash, when he fishes it out an hour later and tries to salvage it by weighing it down with a book from the Hale vault.
It’s there, it’s there, it’s there.
Stiles doesn’t listen to it.
Because Stiles isn’t going back to Beacon Hills to say goodbye.
Save Him From Himself by Hisvoicebrokemyheart
Eli pulled out the strip of paper the Sheriff tucked in his hand every night since he drove him to LA to stay with Scott and Allison. The only thing printed on it was a ten-digit phone number. When he searched the number, all the returns were work profiles for Stiles Stilinski. Eli didn't feel like he knew much of anything since he watched his dad die, but he needed something to go his way. Maybe whatever that was would be on the other end of the line.
Gay love can pierce through the veil of death and save the day by TalesoftheEnchantedForest
If Allison gets to be resurrected, then so does Derek.
From Ashes by Jerakeen
Magic hates Stiles. He doesn't know why Deaton insists he can use it.
In the Name of Love by ReginaNocis
Stiles was two weeks into the FBI academy semester that he’d promised to teach; instructing young students how to go about damage control- how to put out fires, in a sense. That’s what his course was called: Putting Out Fires for Beginners. He’d been calling his son every night, and he had a constant stream of texts with both Derek and his father. Even Melissa had checked in with him once. They all knew how hard it was for him to be away from his family.
He’d gotten the sense that something was wrong early that morning, but he pushed it to the back of his mind. Derek would have told him if something was wrong, he was sure of it. That feeling wouldn’t quite leave him alone, though, and he was on edge through his classes that whole day. Just as he was about to dismiss his last class, his phone lit up with the last name he expected to see: Creeperwolf (Peter).
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In which Stiles finds out about the Nogitsune just a little bit too late, and shows up to fix everything. Because we deserve a happy ending.
Give him back by christinchen
Eli feels lost and has seemingly nowhere to turn. Until a stranger knocks on his car window and demands to know how he got his car!
Hey Jeff real quick i just have a few corrections hear me out - first of all the fuck-ass lighting, second of all-
The over the shoulder kiss sketch from earlier this week was inspired by this particular scene in S3E5 - and I figured why not just go to the source material and just do a straight up screenshot redraw. Marked mature just to be safe for the wound. Original screenshot, sketch and a lil' yapping under the cut:
First of all here's the original screenshot:
Like!!! What even are those colors, they are just straight up in grey-scale. I usually like to stick close to the colorscheme of these but this was just depressing lol. So I color-corrected to give everyone a little less of a corpse-like look, un-manscaped derek and obviously re-cast his romantic interest lmao.
Also here's the sketch for those of you who enjoy seeing them <3
Watching season 3 for the first time with friends, and while I know the major beats of the plot, it's fun to see the path things take on the way!
I quite like Jennifer honestly, it's nice to see a female character on this show who's allowed to be a little quirky and have a realistic level of 'WTF' to the supernatural shenanigans that happen 😆 I think it's a waste she's immediately thrown into a romance with derek that feels very strange for both their characters - but i look forward to finding out if it's intentional or it's just another heterosexual romance we're supposed to accept as-is lmao.
Anyway knowing Derek's luck this romance is probably going to somehow hurt him in the end so i'm doing my art version of a fix-it fic 😌❤️ Although I did make his wound a little more gore-y bc while I know our baby boy has a big ol' rack, i still think a big wound like that would go down to the bone <3
no spoilers please <3 I know the vague overarching plot with the Darach but as mentioned, I'm really enjoying experiencing the little twists and turns on the way there for the first time (:
The reason I don't categorise the Silmarillion as grimdark - despite the relentless disintegration of both the characters and the world, the endless death and loss of self - is that it is a story about people trying.
Even in the middle of what, at the height of Morgoth's power, must have felt like the end of their world, the story is full of people who keep on trying to do something right. Fingon's forgiveness and rescue of Maedhros, Finrod's self-sacrificial friendship with Beren, Gwindor's determination to help Turin, a complete stranger that he literally met five minutes ago. Celebrimbor gifting the elfstone to Idril in the hope that it would bring her comfort, Maglor adopting Elros and Elrond.
Even the things that go really spectacularly badly, like the battle of unnumbered tears, are born out of a determination to keep trying, keep fighting, even in the face of impossible odds.
The final message of the Silmarillion, its literal epilogue, is that things fall apart, inevitably and irredeemably. And yet, in the middle of the falling apart there people fighting for love and forgiveness and brotherhood and every time one of them fails or dies or gives up, it hurts all over again, because they really wanted to keep going. Not even necessarily out of a hope that things would get better, but out of a belief that it was worth doing anyway.
Go back to your books… and your armchair. Plant your trees. Watch them grow. 🍁☕️
(The whirlwind with which these two characters have cemented themselves into my psyche. I adore them so much... l'd like to think this takes place in the depths of Erebor. While they have a still moment together. Soft, shy confessions before the raging storm.) 🥲
I know Stiles mentioned he remembered everthing he did, but I also fancy the idea of him constantly dreaming. Like void is shoving him from one dream to another on loop.
