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This was made for the 2026 Sterek Reverse Bang
Here's the wonderful story that my partner @cw0ffeefandomaddict made based on it:
Marked
Stiles has spent years keeping his secrets exactly that — secret. Layered shirts, careful angles, a very practiced talent for misdirection. Beacon Hills is complicated enough without adding shifter to the list of things nobody can know. He wasn't planning on Derek finding out. He definitely wasn't planning on what came after.
So, werecheetah Stiles, full of moles and always somehow able to run away from any monster-threat.
Sterek Fic Recs
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Abominable (E) 16K by pixieblade
“I am black snow,” she’d remind him over watermelon lemonade and the drone of cicadas. “Nowosław, he was our hope for this new place; our new glory.” She would pat his cheek, her brows pulled down over amber eyes that looked so much like his own. “But you, little Mieczysław, you were your parent’s desire to cut away the evil in this world; their holy sword. I would have named you better – Moroz after my father, and the first frost.” “Remember, little frostbite, the land responds to us. It is our job to protect it and the animals and plants that live on it. Never show what you are. What we can be. Here, they do not know Almas. They would not understand our role.” She slid a withered hand over his shorn hair, a necessity as puberty made the Almas in him come to the forefront. “We are the last children of the Black God…the wild ones, and the forests and mountains, they belong to us.”
I've Lived A Better Day (NR) 32K by HelloWhyTheFuckAmIHere
When Stiles comes across a rogue Alpha during his first year at Berkeley, the ensuing fight doesn't exactly go his way. He calls an unlikely ally to help him with his transition, and finds out his new pack isn't quite who he might have thought it would be. Stiles is now left with the task of trying to figure out how his old life will fit in with his new, but that is not without its challenges.
The Bite (M) 6.6K by LeeHan
The first time Stiles was offered the bite, he said no, but the universe only gave him the courtesy of asking so many times. When the inevitability of the bite catches up with him, Stiles has to face his new nature. Luckily, he has Derek by his side every step of the way.
Go Away, Scott (NR) 66K by HelloWhyTheFuckAmIHere
After the incident at the warehouse, Stiles is fed up with Scott. He finds himself drawn into Derek’s pack and in the process, drawn to Derek himself. With the Alpha Pack closing in, Derek needs to learn how to trust his pack and those around him. And who better to help him than Stiles?
bound (E) 76K by demonicfaerie2009, seaweedwater
Returning to Beacon Hills was never on Stiles' agenda—not this year, and probably not ever. There’s nothing here worth returning to, despite the relentless pull that perpetually calls on him. When he felt his twin die, he couldn’t resist it anymore; whatever is left of his humanity won’t let him disregard it, or the unfortunate Hale tragedy. He must pay his respects and mourn the last vestiges of his human life. Or, the one where Stiles returns to his hometown after eighty years, and Derek wants to murder him.
Well. Since we are in this amazing sharing wips scheduale, I have this other wip (that i also will work in the future trust me guys) that came to me through a dream (actually through this tweet and this post);
A Historical/Regency period (plus a bit of ABO, not that important in the plot) in which the Hale Family (a dukedom or some other high ranked family) have control of most of the South; hot and warm, full of beaches and, the main reason why they were given that territory, monsters. One would think that the were-creatures are already terrifying, being able to fit perfectly into their very normal and common lives, that’s it, if they ever have the pleasure of never meeting those things; deformed, with more limbs than any being, immune to wolfsbane venom, irrational. These man-eating creatures do not hide. No, they run — in the woods, in the deserts, near the volcanoes. They can appear anywhere the sun can touch, but run from the cold like they never would when facing an army. The only thing that separates them from the rest of kingdom is the long wall the Hales protect.
Until one appears in the far north.
Bigger than a grown horse, stronger than a rhyno (which says a lot), trotting around like those lands were made for him. With a thick layer of fur covering it’s body instead of scales.
Adapting. They were adapting.
The empire descends into chaos. Tons of people were hurt in the attack and much others were dead. What was left of them can barely be called bodies. Unlike the always wary people from the South, the people from the North never had to worry about any other natural disaster besides the freezing cold and occasional earthquakes. Because no matter how they look, those monsters are exactly that: nature. Born to eat what it hunts, just to one day die and return to the earth.
And yet... and yet they look so, unnatural. So far from reality and terrifying. And so fitting, at the same time. In it’s abilities, the colours in their bodies, the way they move. They are just like any other animal, now evolving to the territory they need to learn how to live in.
It’s tragic, really.
But measures need to be taken. The monsters already have a good part of the deserts and torment the South from summer to summer, they can not allow it to take the North. The North where there are the mines filled with rare and powerful, magical, jewels. The North where the Capital is located. The North ruled by the Stilinski Family.
The Hale and the Stilinski families have a long business relationship. The Hales send to the North whatever part (if not the whole body) of the monsters they kill, and the Stilinskis send to the South whatever magical artifact they produce. This relationship goes for so long now that the Hales can't even remember anymore what the Stilinskis do with the monsters, but it's not like their use of the artifacts is being monitored either.
The Hales protect the land, and the Stilinskis protect the Hales. It’s a saying just as long as their relationship.
The king calls for a meeting to talk about this new problem. Talia, the alpha of the Hales, leaves her heir to take care of the land and goes with her oldest son to the Capital. Derek is the general of the Hale army, the one that commands all the attacks and kills most monsters.
Talia already went in warmer seasons to the Capital, but not even her was ready to the coldness of the North. It’s almost commical to see a bunch of werewolves shaking from cold, but the time is not really the best for laughter.
The room is filled with nobles and high ranked people, screaming and stressed and Derek is fighting back a growl during it all. It’s a total chaos, and then, silence. Not really sudden, but gradual.
One by one the nobles shut their mouths and turn to the person that started talking — pale, with dark moles making beautiful patterns on his skin (Derek’s eyes always goes back to the one right on the corner of his mouth, inviting), big brown eyes and even darker hair, tied into a loose ponytail that falls on his shoulder. His thick and dark clothes, with a distinctive fur pattern that Derek remembers seeing only on the monsters he kills, cover him from neck to toe, and his gloved fingers tap rhythmically on the table, stopping only when his voice is the only one in the room.
He has a presence that draws and keeps all eyes on him, and his voice is calm, never getting higher than necessary, as well his expressions, never faltering to the sneers of the old hags that aren’t under his spell. "Dirty omegas", one of them mutters under his breath and Derek grows stills, eyes fixed of the one talking.
A human omega. There is a fairly high amount of omegas in the South, between magical communities. But in the North? In the North even human alphas are unccomun and the mere status of omega can take people from the dumps to luxury. However, the last time he heard of a noble omega was when-
— What do you wish to do in this situation, Mr. Stilinski? — the general of the North asks slowly, almost reverent, and Derek flexes his hand under the table as recognition dawns him.
The man, a Stilinski, smiles for what might be the first time, thin and clearly fake, although Derek can clearly hear how his heartbeats grows faster, anxious. His eyes falls on Derek immediately and there is a calculating glimmer on them, pinning him down like he isn’t the werewolf in the equation.
— If the Hales are open to it, I would like to propose a union. Nothing different from what we already have, right?
The Hales protect the land, and the Stilinskis protect the Hales.
Simplifying: Stiles, an omega and heir to the Stilinski dukedom, is on a mission to hunt find a decent alpha. Like, genuinely going through sheets of possible suitors, until he goes to the palace and lays eyes on this handsome southerner and decides that this will be his prey. Meanwhile, Derek is feeling like a blushing maid that just discovered sex, because this man gets horny about everything Stiles does.
Stiles is pretty crazy too. He will torture whoever disrespect him/his family, uses monsters fur to make coats, eat their meat and drinks their blood. He doesn't need help with anything, unless Derek is around, then he suddenly can't even open a jar.
He also got some powers. Like, Claudia was some kind of magical being that sucks the life/magic of other beings, so that's why they started asking for the entire bodies of the monsters. Stiles in particular lives hungry; he genuinely starts tweaking if he doesn’t eat some monster meat for more than a week. Derek will happily feed him.
The fact that he is an omega doesn change anything – it actually makes him more dangerous, because he can lure his prey with his scent and kill in front of a orchestra and no one would ever bat a eye at him (i mean, he has some crazy magic, is the richest noble in the whole kingdom, manufactures the weapons that kill the monsters in said kingdom and the ones around, and has a fame of cutting off the hands of those that disrespects his family. He's just that guy, you know?
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Vernon Boyd, Lydia Martin, Allison Argent, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Isaac Lahey, Jackson Whittemore, Cora Hale, Laura Hale, Talia Hale, Kira Yukimura, Aiden (Teen Wolf), Ethan (Teen Wolf), Peter Hale Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Lydia Martin & Stiles Stilinski are Siblings, Aiden & Ethan are Hales, Alpha!Laura, fae!Stiles, Human!Stiles, shifter!stiles, beta!derek, alpha!Derek, Humor, Alternate Universe, Getting Together, Alive Hale Family, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Mutual Pining, Communication, First Kiss, Canon-Typical Violence, Pack Dynamics, Pack Feels, Talia and Lucas Hale are Good Parents, Sibling Love, Sheriff Stilinski is Not Stiles Stilinski's Parent, Full Shift Werewolves, BAMF Stiles, First Meetings, Hurt/Comfort, Magical Stiles Stilinski, Prince Stiles, Brief miscommunication, Anal Fingering, Rimming, Anal Sex, Riding, Top Derek Hale/Bottom Stiles Stilinski, Stiles Stilinski's Name is Mieczysław, Vernon Boyd & Derek Hale Friendship Summary:
“He didn’t magically charm me,” Derek shot back in his defense. “Oh, so he just regular charmed you?” Laura said with a smirk. “What? No,” Derek growled. “Was he hot?” “No! He just—“ He just had a laugh like a sun shower. Fuck.
Ok so I had another fic idea that I need to share and if someone wants to write it go for it.
I've read a couple of fics where Stiles is either a werewolf or a werefox and so I had an idea if there are weres that are wolves, foxes, coyotes, and jaguars.
So why not were Stiles is a were honey badger or just any meber of the mustelid family. Stiles in the fox fics can be a little shit, so just imagine how much of a chaos gremlin/junkie he would be with the instincts and skills of a honey badger.
If anyone is curious why i say chaos junkie? look up the story of Stoffel the honey badger and that should provide some light.
And yes Mustelids also include ferrets, weasels, otters, wolverines and stoats. So you could go with ine of them as well.
So hey if he's a were otters it be used as a reason on how he managed to hold up Derek in the pool.
Main thing that came to my head with this idea is Stiles being a were sea otter were with a full shift ability and he's just clinging to Derek's leg demanding attention and pets while the others watch the scene in amusement, and Derek would look down at Stiles with slight annoyance and a lot fondness and love.
If anyone knows if there's is a fic with this idea or again if someone wants to write this leave a comment.
welcome
Welcome to the Supernatural Stiles blog! This space exists to collect all versions of Stiles as a supernatural being. Shifter, demon, witch, fae, god, you name it. A celebration of Stiles being other for those who enjoy that kind of thing. (Me. I am those. I enjoy that kind of thing. I hope you do too.)
What will be shared here?
Excellent question. Fanfic, art, head canons, what ifs, prompts, anything that involves Stiles being supernatural. This is a collection, an archive.
I know a cool fic/art/etc you should share then!
Submissions are absolutely welcome. You can also send messages & asks with links or tell me to go check something out to share it.
Is this space ship specific?
Nope. Any ship (or stuff without ships) is welcome. I’ll tag the ship if there is one.
Did you read every fic you share?
Nope.
XYZ is problematic because…
I am anti-censorship. The goal here is for an archive & in the spirit of that, I don’t want to not share something because there’s an element someone disapproves of. With that said, if you believe something has been shared from a hateful source or it contains something like hate speech, let me know & I’ll look into it.
Random asks!
If Stiles is a born supernatural creature—what are you picking for him?
jglöfdjgädflj I need you to know that I misread that ask as "If Stiles is a stubborn supernatural creature" at first and internally went "Why, yes of course he is".
Thanks for asking!! ^-^
I do think the fandom has always been onto something with fox!Stiles. He is sly, quick-witted, tricky and mischievous. It is the perfect fit for Stiles.
Considering my first creature!Stiles fic is gonna be bunny!Stiles though, I also have to plead my case for that. Because while physically very prey-coded (please look at these big doe-eyes at which point I also need the record to show that female deer are not the only ones called does; so are bunnies so there's that ;D), he can really buck up and fight. Bunnies look cute and innocent, but they kick hard and their teeth are razor-sharp.
Third place is a phoenix or dragon, with the whole "spark" connotation; ancient, powerful magic in rare mystical shifter races and the link between a spark and fire.
RANDOM ASKS GAME
