Hi everyone! I know that this blog hasn’t been as active as it once was. I have a new job and I just moved to a new city so I’ve been pretty busy! Today is actually my birthday and I have the day off. So as a celebration I’ll be posting a few lists of fics that I’ve read or that the lovely nerdyderekhale has compiled for SHF. That’s another thing! Please help me welcome nerdyderekhale (who we’ll call A) to SHF! She’ll mostly be helping with the monthly theme recs, but occasionally she’ll be helping with everything else when I get super busy. I think that’s all... Anyways, here’s a list made by A that I was supposed to post on Valentine’s Day, but life got in the way. Anyways. Happy Reading!
A Sip Of Happiness by erciareyes (Complete | 2,916 | General)
"You like lavender?" Stiles asked, turning half around to face Derek, his hand in mid-air above the blender.
"Nothing against it but it isn't my favorite either."
Stiles threw the crushed leaves into the blender with a cocky grin. "That's because you haven't tasted it my way."
Derek heard Erica chuckle from where she was still decorating cupcakes and shook his head.
"There's no use in asking a customer if he likes something if you are gonna put it in anyway." Derek said and he saw Stiles shoulders shake in a silent laugh as he went into the backroom.
if this be error and upon me proved by gryvon (Complete: 6,465: General)
Stiles has a crush on the new English teacher, Derek Hale. His crush gets a little more complicated when he sees Derek's wife and daughter.
First Valentine by fandom-madnessess (Complete: NR)
Finally, he and Derek are getting their first Valentine’s Day as a couple. They’d gotten together only a few weeks after last year’s Valentine, so they just missed the romantic holiday. Stiles had been bummed, because he had a thousand ideas of how he wanted to celebrate with his boyfriend. Those thousand ideas would have to wait another year, though, because his boyfriend had insisted on being the one to plan this year’s Valentine.
Hotsky to Trotsky by paintedrecs (Complete: 3, 317: Teen) ***
Derek had his future mapped out: there'd be graduation, followed by college, followed by (he hoped) a good grad school, then a career as a professor whose students didn't spend their time flicking paper footballs at each other and obsessing over their dating lives. He had good friends, a good family, and no time to focus on distractions like high school gossip or relationships.
He hadn't factored Stiles Stilinski - lacrosse player, class clown, part of the popular crowd, currently spending his entire day staring at Derek and smiling - into his plans.
Because That's Love by Dexterous_Sinistrous (Complete: 3,110: General)
Derek hated carrots. Derek hated a lot of things Stiles liked. But none of that stopped Mr. Popularity from asking Stiles out.
Untitled by Haihaipanda (Complete: NR)
He stepped out onto a balcony and sighed into the cool night air, feeling slightly better. He sipped his punch and sat on a bench in the darkness, staring up at the stars. He wanted to return home. He wondered if his father missed him, if Scott had made any progress in wooing Miss Argent, if the new lord would need his assistance.
Loving You by Dystolilo (Complete: NR)
Perhaps the true reason Stiles loathed high school so much lied in his failed romantic life. With everyday drawing closer to his sixteenth birthday and no soulmate mark to be seen, Stiles began to despair. Sure, there were some who never got their marks, but they were the social outcasts of society. Stiles didn’t think he could bear a loveless life with a menial job keeping him out of the public view.
Untitled by Acountrygirlsfun (Complete: NR) ***
Stiles would like to register a complaint with his high school guidance counselors. Because they lied about what college was going to be like. All through high school, teachers and counselors and adults all professed that college was going to be great. It’s going to be so much better than high school.
Well they lied.
College is torture.
Don’t Go by poetry-protest-pornography (Complete: NR)
Four times Stiles and Derek say “Don’t go,” and two times they are exactly where they want to be.
Untitled by Haletostilinski (Complete: NR)
Derek laughs into the kiss, gently extracting Stiles’ hand from his neck. “Stiles, babe, I have to go, they called me in, I can’t just ignore that.” Even though I want to, Derek thought to himself as Stiles flopped down onto their bed with an exasperated sigh, bare chest on display, tempting Derek to just say fuck it and give in.
“I just wish we could lay in bed all day forever,” Stiles pouted, his golden brown eyes enticing Derek in a way no one else’s ever could.
♥ thank you by Bellakitse (Complete: 1,558: Teen)
See the thing that Derek Hale knows about himself beyond a shadow of a doubt is that he attracts crazy.
Enter Stiles.
Hope You Know (I Won’t Let Go) by Hales-republic (Complete: NR)
Derek’s been away for almost three years when he’s awoken in the dark of the night by the telltale beep of an incoming text.
Strange Moon by 50_points_for_ravenclaw (Complete: 4,322: General)
Stiles is an agent with the Federal Department of Supernatural Inquiry (or F.D.S.I. for short). Derek owns a coffee shop in Beacon Hills. He's also the alpha of a pack with unregistered betas.
Like a Fire in your Heart by LacrimaDraconis (Complete: 4,770: Explicit)
It was one of the slow night shifts, that Stiles got assigned one Derek Hale, captain of the local fire department, as a patient.
You're a stranger but there's something in your eyes by Marishna (Complete: 4,795: Teen) ***
“Derek,” Laura started patiently. “You’re out here on your own and we worry about you. Now you have someone to look out for you but we don’t even know his name! We weren’t sure if you were keeping secrets for a reason, if you were in trouble—“
“If you were lying,” Cora interjected with a pointed look that made Derek want to shrink in on himself.
He heard the toilet flush and the washroom door slam shut and he winced because this was it, it was all over. Not only would his sisters find out that he didn’t have a boyfriend but he was going to be totally humiliated in front of Stiles and he’d never hear the end of—
“Babe, you’re running out of soap in there,” Stiles announced as he breezed up to the counter casually. His gaze fell on Laura and Cora who were staring back at him in disbelief and he stopped short.
