is pixie!stiles due for an update?
the closest we have is fae stiles
Where You Still Remember Dreaming by yodasyoyo (2/7 | 11,543 | PG13)
“What’s your name? I can’t keep calling you Balto.”
Derek raises an eyebrow. That isn’t his real name. There’s no way. But now he thinks about it, he has a vague memory of someone, probably Uncle Peter, telling him that with the fae, names have power. “I’m Miguel,” he says.
“Are you trying to tell me your real name is Stiles?”
Stiles runs his tongue across his teeth and considers Derek carefully. “Fair enough,” he says, “Miguel it is.”
Grabbing his groceries and pocketing the change, Derek turns to leave; he’s nearly at the door when Stiles calls out, “By the way, Miguel, if you’re interested, it’s two for one on bags of kibble at the pet store down the street.”
Derek doesn’t look back, doesn’t hesitate, just raises a hand and flips him off on the way out.
Tumblr Fic 25: Flowers by LupusScintilla (inkandblade) (1/1 | 1,120 | PG13)
“Thank you for keeping him safe, Aren.” Derek tried not to laugh at the way Stiles was rubbing his face into the flower bed he apparently thought was very comfortable. “I came as fast as I could. I swear none of us had any idea he had Fae blood in his family.”
I'll Carry You (Close To My Heart) by dragneels (3/? | 16,314 | PG13)
A small sprite-sized Derek, wolfed out, stands in front of him—well, more like in front of his feet. He’s got a frown on his face. Stiles was right, there’s something forcing him into a slight lisp, and they’re his own canines.
Stiles squats down. A part of him still can’t believe this happened. He picks up Derek by his leather jacket, dangling him in front of his own face when he stands back up. “Derek?” He whispers out loud. This is unbelievable. Absolutely fucking unbelievable.
“Stiles, I’m going to kill you,” Derek growls out.
Also known as the sprite au that got out of hand.
Somewhere to Start by Lissadiane (1/1 | 33,552 | PG13)
Stiles has always known that he isn't quite human - the plant life that tends to sprout around him whenever he gets upset or excited gives it away. He's never really fit in among the regular people in Beacon Hills and is determined to wait it out, go to college, and find somewhere to belong. He's forced to abandon those plans, however, after he desperately agrees to enter into an arranged marriage to save his father's life.
An arranged marriage with an angry, sometimes furry dude with trust issues. It's all very Beauty and the Beast, without the singing candlesticks.
