#witch stiles

[gr33nish]

shoutout to the witch!stiles fics of all time:

Darling, Dearest, Dead and Dead Things by standinginanicedress (these are incredible <3 they got a bit of heavier topics especially the second one)

your fangs against my skin (the sound of your bones) by @hedwig221b (this one has more of a fantasy vibe, lovely)

Derek vs Weird Creepy Neighbor by LessonsFromMoths (technically not a witch but the vibe is so witchy that i put it here anyway)

+ a siren!stiles fic that i love You would kill for this, just a little bit, you would by alice9

[jade-bright]

Witchy Stiles or just Spark Stiles that grew up with some witch traditions and practices.

When he starts dating Derek and they're sitting or laying together, Stiles will just trace love and protection sigils/runes into Derek's thighs, arms, chest, back and just anywhere he can get his hands on.

Sometimes when Derek shows up through Stiles window unannounced or catches him wandering about the preserve, he's talking to his deities about Derek and asking them to protect him and keep him safe.

After asking for his permission, Stiles blesses Derek's tattoo because he loves him and believes he deserves nice things, and when he tells Derek this, he just gives Stiles a small smile and tells him that he's the only nice thing he wants.

[livingxxdeadxxb0y]

Sterek, but it's witch Stiles and familiar Derek. Stiles, who almost lost Derek and couldn't bear the thought of it so he bonded them by soul, which in turn made Derek his familiar... now they are bonded by the soul that if one dies, the other dies, if one is driven mad so is the other so that even if they are in the haze of madness the other isn't far behind.

[james-crazy-world]

sometimes I forget that Stiles is canonically a human, which I btw find so strange btw what was that at the rave MAGIC the change to making him something after the Nogitsune there were so many changes. this man spotted the big bad just by vibes I am sorry but that man is not a human and wen I finally make my fanics I will never ever write him as human maybe in the start but not in the end.

[hedwig221b]

your fangs against my skin (the sound of your bones)

sterek | E | 21k | ao3

Tags: Historical, Bone Witch!Stiles, Alpha Derek, Full Shift Werewolves, Possessive Behavior, Jealous Stiles, Lydia & Stiles are besties, Oblivious Stiles, Protective Derek, Animal Death, but nothing graphic, Mutual Pining, Courting Rituals

Summary:

This was it, then, huh? It was that easy for Derek to invite someone to his den. Someone other than Stiles.

He healed the wolf. Stiles killed his tormentor, mended his blood and bones, and let him sleep beside him. But none of it was enough.

He wasn’t a spark, after all, but a witch — evil and alone, locked up in his tower.

Witches didn’t get happy endings.

for @casually-eat-my-soul & @sugarplumprincess2003

[catsharkjones]

a little blood, a little magic, bada-bing bada-boom and your furry ass is alive again. say thank you.

[burningarson]

anyone know any au fics where Stiles from teen wolf is like a witch or something. Like his mom was a witch and passed it onto her son. Like an earth/healing witch so he knows about the supernatural from day one(not necessary)

[fuckyeahfanfictions]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Werewolf Derek Hale, Werewolf Derek, Witch Stiles Stilinski, witch Stiles, Idiots in Love, Established Relationship, Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things, Stiles Stilinski is a Nice Thing, Soft, Don't copy to another site Series: Part 1 of Blood's Sterek Insanity Summary:

“How are you?” Stiles asked, falling onto the couch beside Derek and leaning heavily into him. “How was your day? How’s the book?” He kissed his cheek once. Twice. Then two more times in quick succession.

Derek turned to look at him, Stiles affecting his most innocent expression as he patiently waited for Derek to answer his questions.

Instead of doing so, Derek slowly closed his book, losing his page, and set it on the coffee table in front of them. Then he turned to look at Stiles, leaning back slightly against the arm rest, and crossed his arms.

“What do you want?”