An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski
Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Erica Reyes, Laura Hale
Additional Tags: Deaf Derek Hale, Barista Stiles Stilinski, Meet-Cute, Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Cora Hale (mentioned) - Freeform, Werewolf Derek, American Sign Language, tropevember 2022
Summary:
'So, could I get you something?' Stiles signs as he speaks, his movements stiff and self-conscious. It's obvious he hasn't done this in a while. 'Did you wanna make out?'
Derek's brows shoot up in surprise, heat rising in his cheeks. That couldn't have been right. 'I'm sorry. I think I misunderstood. Could you repeat that?'
Stiles tries again, and this time there's no mistaking it as he crosses his wrists and bobs his hands up and down as if they were two people making out. But it's a good thing that Derek can read lips because he's clearly saying, "Would you like a coffee?"
I'm sad you're closing. But I understand the need. Thank you so much for all your hard work and dedication! ❤
Hi! So, I think there was a little confusion with who is closing …
@wheredidhiseyebrowsgo is closing their askbox tomorrow and that’s a shame because they have been an invaluable resource to the community over the years and we will miss them terribly if the closing is permanent. We totally understand the need to take a break or even step away so cheers to them
But this post is a PSA
THE LIBRARY IS NOT CLOSING
We are still here with no intention of leaving any time in the near future
Thank you for the love and support you have sent us but know that we are still up and running :) - Jeep
@novkat21 asked for number 128, “I need you. Why do you always leave me?” from the angst/horror prompt list. This isn’t angst or horror. xD I hope you like it, thanks for the prompt! =D
(on ao3)
“I need you. Why do you always leave me?” Stiles asked.
Derek took a step closer and cupped his cheek. “Stiles,” he said softly.
“I hate this,” Stiles grumbled, and Derek couldn’t help but smile.
“I know you do,” he said, and when he held his arms out Stiles immediately stepped into the hug. “It’ll be fine, though.”
“Easy for you to say.”
“I married the biggest dork in the world,” Derek said, and Stiles' lips twitched even as he pouted. “Come on, let’s go home, Roscoe will be fine and the mechanic will call us when he’s fixed up.”
Author: novkat21
Type of Work: Fic
Rating: T+
Word Count: 3477
Warning: None
Summary: “Merry Christmas, Dad,” Stiles exclaimed. “Forget to put your presents under the tree last night?”
His father set the mug in the sink and turned to him with a somber expression. “I’m sorry, son, but I wasn’t able to wrap them. You can find yours under my bed.”
His cheery mood started to fade when he realized his father was in his uniform. “You have work? I thought you didn’t have to go in until late tonight.”
“Something came up in the next town over,” his father sighed. “The sheriff there asked for my assistance. Sorry, son, but I’m just about to walk out the door. Maybe you could stop by Scott’s?”
Or the one where Stiles and Derek spend Christmas together.
Summary: Caused by the fire that took almost all of his family Derek becomes feral at age 16, though he never thought that it would help him find his one true mate.
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Baby come back!
A wolf...black as night, eyes as feral as the blue sea, hides in the cover of the woods, but is still sensed by a young human (age 10) with hand ran through hair, cinnamon eyes, and freckles the wolf likes to map out when he gets a good view.
Derek knows everything he could possible know about the boy who lives in the house that is in front of his makeshift den.
His mom died when he was about 8 or 9.
His dad is the sheriff now after being the deputy that tried to save his family members that were stuck in his burning house.
His best friend Scott is his step brother.
His eyes reminds Derek of christmas, of the cinnamon that his mom always put on his hot chocolate.
And lastly his name is Mieczyslaw but he goes by Stiles and he normally has blue mist or aura that goes around his body, and it intrigues Derek with every fiber of his being.
As Derek watches the boy play with Scott, Stiles stops playing. Stiles looks straight at Derek, smiling (even though that Derek blends into shadows of the woods, Stiles still knows he is there.).
“Stiles what are you looking at bro?” Scott asked coming up to him.
“Just looking at my wolf.”
“There are no wolves in california, dude.” Scott rolled his eyes at his brother’s imagination.
“You might not believe me, but I know he is there.” Stiles ran back inside, closely followed by Scott.
After they left, Laura came to where he was laying down.
“Hey Der-Bear.” She sat down next to him.
Derek let out a wolfish pur, in acknowledgement. Laura told him about her day, visiting their uncle who is in a coma, about trying to find Cora, and asking Deaton if there is a way to change him back human.
His ears perked up at that. Laura told him that he has to find his mate, and make his human and wolf parts in to one being.
It was easy for Derek to lose track of time, while being a wolf, today Laura couldn't visit because Satomi had found Cora, tired and very sad and hungry. It was Stiles who paid him a visit, a surprising but very welcomed visit.
Derek watched Stiles gage him for a second.
“Hello.” Stiles said.
The aura around him was bright blue today. Derek noticed that it changes in color depending on his feelings so Stiles must be happy.
Derek’s tail started to wag at the boy uncontrollably as he sat down beside him.
“Lydia Martin asked me to be her best friend today.” He smiled, as he put his hand in Derek’s fur. “I was surprised but I told her that Scotty was my best friend, and she said that was okay that I could have more than one best friend, like how Allison is her best friend too.”
Derek made a cuffing sound that was him laughing at the boys excitement.
“There was a fire about a month ago, Mrs. Talia’s family my papa tried to save her family, but he couldn’t.” the aura around Stiles went from bright blue to a black. “Now there is only four left of her family, her brother, Mr. Peter is in a coma, and her eldest, Ms. Laura is looking for her younger siblings, I know she found Cora, because Mama told me, but Derek is still missing. I hope he is okay.”
Derek wanted to smile at the boy for caring about him and his family, but he became sad at the mention of his family.
“I’m sorry Sour-wolf.” Stiles said hugging him. “I didn’t mean to upset you.” not knowing that he was talking to Derek Hale.
Derek was surprised by the hug.
“Mieczysław!” Stiles’ father called him from the porch. “Time for dinner!”
“Bye Sour-wolf!” He hugged Derek again. “See you tomorrow hopefully.”
~Time skip~ *Stiles is 18, Derek is 24*
It’s been 8 years, and Derek still hasn’t changed back to human. Derek was waiting for Stiles to come home, he is supposed to hang out with Scott today, so while he waited Derek took a nap.
The sound of Stiles’ jeep woke Derek from his cat...wolf nap. Derek heard Stiles put his backpack on the couch, then head to the kitchen to get a soda, before he came out the back door. His aura was a black again. He is sad. Derek whined in concern, as Stiles laid on his back, with his head on Derek’s side. Derek felt his tail put itself on Stiles’ legs kinda like a small blanket.
Stiles sighed. “Scott did it again.” Stiles opened his soda and took a sip. “He promised that we would go play video games at the arcade.” he sighed again. “But he left me to be with Allison.”
Stiles fell asleep shortly after bitching about Scott. Derek watched the woods to keep Stiles safe.
‘I am sorry that Scott left you again, Mieczysław.’ he rubbed his muzzle in Stiles’ hair, smelling the adderall and duct tape adhesive, that is Stiles’ scent.
Derek made sure to wake him up before John and Melissa came home.
“G’ night Sour-wolf.” he said getting up. “I won’t be home until eleven tomorrow, there is a dance, and Lydia is having me go with the other gay guy at my school.”
After school Stiles changed into a grey tux, and Derek thought he looked very dashing in it. Ten minutes later, Laura and Cora convinced Derek to go hunting but he still stayed where he could smell Stiles, not wanting to be away from where Stiles’ smell was the most pronounced.
Derek had just caught a rabbit, and started to lazily trot to his den, Derek had a overwhelming feeling of...something...he didn’t know what it was, but he did know that he wanted...needed to be by the house, just in case.
Maybe a hour or two later, hell it could have been longer, the sun has began to set, and Derek was almost done gnawing on his rabbit when he heard the engine of Roscoe coming down the street. When the jeep parked, he heard Stiles’ heart beating fast and in his bones he felt like something was wrong. Then when Stiles got out of the jeep that is when he smelt it, the sweet metallic scent of blood. Derek leaving his now forgotten rabbit, hightailed it to Stiles who was walking to the back yard.
When Derek saw him; he saw red mist around Stiles, he was in pain, then he felt something get glued together inside of him and he had the urge to wrap his arms around Stiles to protect him. Derek got barely a foot in front of Stiles when Stiles stopped and looked confused.
“What the…” he mumbled. “Who the hell are you?”
Derek looked down at himself, seeing that he was higher off the ground and he had pants on he legs...his human legs.
“It’s me, Der-” he was going to say his name but realized that Stiles wouldn’t know him by that. “Sour-wolf.”
Stiles looked at him cautiously, obviously not believing him. “Prove it.” he said, glaring at Derek.
“When you were 10 you sat by me for the first time and told me that Lydia asked you to be her best friend, you were surprised but she told you that you can have multiple best friends.” Derek smiled at the memory. “Then you became sad when you mentioned Mrs. Talia...her family….then you hoped that I was okay.”
Stiles looked down, as black mist intertwined in to the red. “No one knew about that but my Sourwolf.” he looked back at Derek. “I can’t calling you Sourwolf anymore huh?” he rubbed the back of his neck, as he blushed.
Derek laughed. “You can but when it is just the two of us, other then that you can me Derek.” Derek stepped forward toward him. “Can I please take care of you so you don’t lose anymore blood?”
Stiles looked at him, eyes shining. “Yeah, lets go to my room, I have first aid in there.”
They walked in to the house, Derek knew that Melissa and John were at work, and he had a feeling that Scott isn’t showing up anytime soon. He followed the 18 year old up the stairs and to his room.
“Sit down on the bed.” Derek ordered him gently.
Stiles did what he was told. “First aid is in the bathroom on the sink.”
Derek went to get the item and went back to Stiles as quickly as he could. Derek knelt in front of Stiles and started to patch him up.
“What happened?” Derek whispered.
“Sc-” Stiles cleared his throat as his voice started to tremble. “Scott.”
“Why?” Derek’s eyebrows furrowed.
“Because I am gay.” Stiles shrugged as Derek finished and sat next to him.
“That is no excuse….” he took Stiles’ hand in his own. “What he did is wrong.”
“He did it because he is ashamed or scared to have a gay brother…” he let a stay tear fall. “Maybe because he is afraid that people will start to notice him looking at Isaac and realize that he has feelings for him. Especially with him and Allison being on and off again.”
“Are you ashamed of being gay?”
“No it’s just that mom and dad, and Lydia...and you were the only ones who knew so when I went with Danny to the dance, I came out to the whole school.”
“Mieczysław…” Derek started but he didn’t know what to say that would make him feel better.
Stiles smiled as Derek said his name correctly. “You said it right.” he stated changing the subject.
“Well I have had about 8 years of practicing it, well in my head at least.” Derek blushed.
“Can I ask you four questions?” Stiles asked looking at Derek’s hand and playing with his fingers.
“Sure anything.” Derek said using his free hand to bring Stiles’ head up to meet his eyes.
“Why is there a purple mist around you, why were you a wolf, what are you and would you like to go….to..uh...dinner...with me?” he said one after the other.
Derek laughed. “When a person sees mist around another, they are soulmates, and the purple means that I am worried about you.” he took a deep breath in for the next two question. “I am a werewolf, and my most of my family was/is, and when the others died in the fire, I shifted and got stuck in my wolf form, until I found my anchor, and turned back.”
“I am your anchor?” Stiles’s eyes widened in shock and awe.
“Yes and I would love to go to dinner with you if you don’t find it weird that for 8 years, I was a wolf, and ate rabbits and deer.”
Stiles laughed. “I don’t but no more eating bambi’s mom or thumper’s family.” he said so seriously that Derek had to laugh.
Derek went forward a little and his lips softly grazed Stiles’ so that he didn’t cause any more pain for his mate.
“I know this is kinda early to say but I love you Mieczysław.”
“It’s not, because I think I might love you too.”
“You think?” Derek’s eyebrows furrowed again.
“Well you were a wolf for 8 years, I know the wolf but not the handsome man in my bed.” Stiles kissed Derek’s cheek.
~time skip-
“Mieczysław?” Derek whispered, standing behind Stiles, wrapping his arms around, his husbands torso.
“Hmm?” Stiles tilted his head to look at Derek. “What is it my Sourwolf?”
Derek watched the mist go from blue to pink, Stiles is content. After Derek turned back human he made it his life’s mission to never see black or red mist around his mate.
“Thank you…” Derek kissed the back of Stiles’ head.
“For what?”
“For everything, being my mate, my anchor, helping me build my family home again, and giving me two of the most wonderful little girls in the world.”
“Well technically we have Lydia to think for the last part, if not for her carrying them for us, Talia and Claudia would have never been born.”
The two men looked at their 10 and 9 year old daughters, both were the spitting image of their fathers, though they did have a few traits of Lydia, Claudia had Lydia’s red hair, and Talia had her pale skin, Claudia has Derek’s blue-green eyes, and tan shin, Talia has Stiles brown hair and cinnamon eyes. Their personalities are a combination of both.
“But your welcome anyways, and thank you for being there for me no matter what happens, I love you Derek Hale-Stilinski.”
“I love you too, Mieczysław Hale-Stilinski.” Stiles turned around in Derek’s arms and kissed him.
“Papa, dad!” The girls yelled. “Come play with us!”
“Okay, just give us a sec.” Stiles smiled as Derek kisses his forehead. “Shall we go play our daughters, Der?” he held out his hand for Derek to take.
“We shall, Sti.” Derek took his hand.
“Not without Aunt Laura.” Derek’s sister came out of the house.
“Or me.” Lydia followed closely behind, with her and Laura’s son Luka, (named after Derek and Laura’s dad) in her arms.
Derek rolled his eyes at his sister and sister in law, watching as the mist around Stiles turned green for overjoyed.
Deep down, Derek was happy that he got stuck in wolf form for 8 years, because otherwise it would have taken longer to find his anchor and mate.
For novels or anything of any real length, fantasy with a heaping cup of romance. ADA and Circus are pretty bang on for what I personally enjoy writing. I’ve joked that I can’t start writing a story without magic or superpowers popping up by chapter 3. XD
Also, lighthearted established relationship fluff. Much as I love slow burn, I also love getting to write couples after they’re already together and are navigating their relationship. (Or, you know, just being stupidly cute.)
15) why did you start writing?
Because I loved reading stories and they made me happy and I thought it would be really cool if I could write stories myself and make people happy with them. (I was seven. That motivation has not really changed.)
