마법!스타일

Stiles is ten when he saves the Hales from their burning home and Derek from a wolfsbane bullet, and this establishes a pattern that seem to continue indefinitely. "Then he's facing a burning home, and he wraps the hood of his sweatshirt around his mouth before he pushes the door open and steps inside. There's Mr. Hale asleep - he hopes asleep - on the couch, next to - Stiles thinks that's his brother but there are so many Hales, who can keep track. He rushes over and starts shaking him, can see the rise and fall of the man's chest so he knows he's alive, but he's not waking up.He shoves away his hood so he can shout, "Mr. Hale! You have to get up, there's a fire! Mr. Hale, get up!" Nothing, he's not even twitching, both of them taking in deep even breaths like they're having the most peaceful of rests, and Stiles is going to cry. "Wake up, wake up, wake up!"There's a moment, where all Stiles can hear is the blood rushing in his ears and not the roar of the flames or the creak of wood, then with a violent, silent pop it's all back and both of the men are gasping awake, eyes open and jumping to their feet. "

His father wasn’t stupid. He was an officer of the law, trained to look for patterns. He confronted Stiles about werewolves and they shouted and Stiles tried to explain but his father was so, so, so mad, more mad than Stiles had ever seen him, ever in all his life and then his father looked at him and said, “It’s like you’re not my son anymore.” And Stiles broke.

Of course, the transfer kid gets mentioned because transfers are rare, but the news isn’t that exciting. In fact, according to Laura, no one even seems to know his first name. The only thing anyone has really figured out about him is that he’s American. And that’s not exactly hard because he obviously has an accent. The only thing Derek really knows is that, despite other reports, he seems quiet enough, prefers to work alone, and has the most amazing shade of amber eyes that Derek has ever seen. Not that he’s looking. Obviously. OR: A Harry Potter AU where Stiles is a Slytherin transfer student and Derek is the grumpy Gryffindor who falls in love with him. There are also potions, elves, and falcons involved. Oh, and illegal use of magic. Obviously.

By twenty-eight, Stiles has resigned himself to a quiet life of working in his magic shop, selling Jackson Whittemore fart-inducing tea, and looking after his goddaughter. It's a good life. But the quiet goes to hell when his sister, Lydia, shows up with a crispy werewolf in her trunk and a bite mark on her shoulder, because hard on her heels comes the hottest person Stiles has ever seen, and he happens to be looking for his uncle. You know, the dead guy Stiles helped Lydia bury last night. (Or: the Pracitical Magic AU nobody asked for.)

Stiles left on a Tuesday. Nobody Noticed.

It takes a few years but eventually they manage to agree on something; Derek Hale is an asshole, and Stiles Stilinski is in love with him.

And Derek just stood there, staring at Stiles like he was a ghost. “Dude, I know it’s been a while but you don’t have to look at me like you’re that surprised I’m hung over in the woods. It’s practically a tradition at this point.” “Stiles?” Derek whispered, the name falling from his lips like a punch to the gut. Stiles watched, confused, as Derek took a deep breath in and took a shaky step forward then back again. “You’re not- you can’t be. Who are you?”

Stiles hadn’t meant for it to become a thing. He’d just been interested in helping out his fellow man. He certainly hadn't meant for anyone to find out about it. Or the one where Stiles makes amateur porn, and of course, a certain alpha finds out about it.

Stiles has a magical thingamajig that's supposed to get him out of danger. Trouble is, it took him really, really far out of danger. Like, to the point where he isn't in the same universe anymore. "A part of Stiles had been thinking that he’d come home, and just go, 'hey, Derek, are we mates and you just haven’t said anything about it?' and Derek would reply, 'now you mention it, we are indeed! Now come to my bedchamber, where we will have super hot sex and then cuddle after!'"

Nothing could go wrong. It was just supposed to be a safe trip to the Nemeton. But this is Beacon Hills and things are rarely that simple. Welcome to the life of Stiles Stilinski. Or, that time that Stiles accidentally became a sorcerer against his will.

¬¬¬ HAITUS Prompt: Fic idea where a lonely person sells their soul to Satan to be their friend. And Satan just rolls with it until he realizes at the time of their death he genuinely likes them.Since he can’t renege on the contract he takes them to Hell and puts them in a high position of power. Demons hardened by millenia of torture now have to answer to a shy, self-conscious, quiet, depressed, lonely person who has unintentionally become Satan’s #1 And it has now taken over my life. Please enjoy literal devil!peter and Stiles!!

Stiles and Derek are getting along, but they’re not a family, and they’re sure as hell not mates. Christ, they’re basically just two stupid guys who happened to get pregnant because of a full moon and sheer dumb luck.

"Not that lubed-up Q-tips aren’t the sexiest thing in the world, but I kinda want to know what it’s like, you know. To be impaled on your huge dick without actually being impaled.” “It was about to get sexy there, but you shot the mood right in the face.” In which Stiles is a faerie and Derek is sick and tired of not being able to fuck him.

“Do you. Want. The Bite?” Peter repeated, as if he were talking to a child, "Yes or no?" “I don’t want to be like you,” Stiles said with conviction, but Peter could hear past the words. The kid may believe he was telling the truth, but Stiles was only lying to himself, and Peter knew it. Here, the alpha smirked, a predatory gaze fixed on the boy's body. “I wasn’t really asking.”

Stiles is leaving. For good if he has any say in it. He gave everything to them and received nothing in return, so who can blame him for wanting to leave and find his place in the world. Apparently? Everyone and their uncle.

Three hundred years ago, the world ended not with a bang or a whimper, but with magic. Since then, magic has been outlawed, and the world has clawed its way back to some kind of stability, with people and shifters alike divided between living within the walled safety of the Havens, or the small, less protected outposts dotting the frontier. Derek Hale and his sisters, Laura and Cora, are the proprietors of Hale's Circus of Magic, Monsters, and Mystical Wonders, known colloquially as the Circus at the End of the World. They and their ragtag pack ride the rails between the outposts and the Havens, performing for those who can pay (and some who can't). Their circus is a small haven in and of itself, a place of safety for those who have nowhere else to go. It's a quiet life...until Stiles Stilinski joins the crew. The circus has something Stiles needs—a ticket into the Haven of Santa Francesca. His father has been abducted, and Stiles is determined to get him back no matter what he has to do. But Stiles has another secret, one that puts him and every member of the circus in danger. And if he's not careful, it could get them all killed.

스타일즈는 네메톤의 어둠을 스콧이나 알리슨보다 훨씬 힘들어합니다. 데렉은 혼수상태에 빠진 후 돌아옵니다.

Okay, I get it. You were just asserting dominance. I can relate to that. I do know Derek.

It’s Stiles last week before graduation and it seems like everything is going wrong. Between Scott finding True Love, werewolf kidnapping rings, sadistic professors, and his final projects, it’s not like Stiles doesn’t have plenty on his plate… but he’s a Stilinski and Stilinskis deal with it. Fortunately there’s a new lycanthrope on campus who seems amenable to pulling his bacon out of the fire. (Now if only Stiles could figure out why he keeps waking up with his window open, that would be just peachy.)

“So what you’re saying is; you’re a mermaid princess.” Erica concluded. “Yes, clearly. That is what I am saying. Thank you for putting it so concisely.” Stiles sassed, frowning at her. He wasn’t fucking Ariel; this was so far from being a Disney movie it wasn't even funny. Or the one where a perfectly normal Beach Vacation escalates way too quickly, because this is Stiles' life.

Stiles appreciates Derek worrying about him being overwhelmed but he really could have used a few overenthusiastic werewolves and impatient humans for his homecoming. He’s felt disconnected because of his forced isolation and would have at least liked to have had Scott on his doorstep when he got there.

스타일즈는 스콧과 함께 늑대인간 문신 가게에 갑니다. 거기서 스타일즈는 오랜 친구를 만납니다. 뭐. 그 남자는 한번 죽을 뻔했고, 스타일즈는 금지된 고대 러시아 룬 마법을 사용해서 그를 구했습니다. 그러면 친구라고 할 수 있겠죠?

"You want me to hold you down while we do this, Stiles?" says the incubus. In one sudden movement it has Stiles’ arm wrenched over his head and pinned it by the wrist below the headboard. "Would that make this easier for you?" Stiles swallows. "Maybe?" This whole thing where he gets the chance to opt out of having mindblowing sex with a demon of questionable intentions is causing him more unnecessary stress than he wants to deal with. Can't it just get on with ravishing him already? "You really think that’s what we do? You think we need to? Ever?" The incubus' breath ghosts warm against his neck. (Actually, Stiles has half an idea that ‘thinking’ isn’t much of good description of anything that’s gone through his head for a good few minutes. It’s so unfair of it to pick on him for that.) AKA: The Medieval AU where Derek is an incubus and Stiles is so, so far out of his depth right now.

Stiles has to learn to live with his choice. So does everyone else.

When Stiles is dragged back to Beacon Hills, he has to face everything he left behind.

"Are you a cop?" the man asked hesitantly. “Uh, no. I just work reception,” Stiles said, tugging nervously at his hoodie. There was something about this man that made his anxiety start to build. Normally Stiles was great at charming the people who walk into the station, even calming down the angry moms. “We’ve been understaffed for years so I help out where I can. You needed something?” “I need to file a missing person’s report.”

데렉은 언제나처럼 완벽하게 단정하고 약간 무뚝뚝해 보였다. 하지만 스타일즈가 그를 흘끗 보니, 데렉의 얼굴은 놀라움에 이완되어 있었다. “스타일즈?” 데렉이 어리둥절한 목소리로 물었다. “야, 오랜만이긴 하지만, 내가 숲에서 숙취에 시달리고 있다고 그렇게 놀랄 필요는 없잖아. 이젠 거의 전통이나 다름없다고.” 데렉은 공기를 맡으며 불신으로 그를 쏘아보았다. “하지만, 네가… 내가… ” 그는 질문처럼 말끝을 흐리며 반걸음 앞으로 나서더니 휴대폰을 꺼내 번호를 누르며 눈은 스타일즈를 떼지 않았다.

Derek Hale moved in with the Stilinskis after acting a hero, much to Stiles distress. However, things take a turn for the strange when his arrival coincides with some strange happenings in Stiles life - that will change the course of the pack forever.

Scandals were popular in Beacon Hills. The town was small enough that everybody knew something about everybody, and big enough that there were always plenty of stories. Only the big things stuck in the greedy gossip mongrels’ minds, though. Like, the kid who smashed his car into the forever dented “Welcome to Beacon Hills” sign, or the fire that killed most of the Hale pack, or the banshee who went crazy in her weird horror-story, science-lab lake house. Or Stiles.

"When did you realize?" "Realize?" Stiles queried, face scrunched up in confusion, "I sort of embraced it not long after you guys left. I mean there was no denying that I was needed. The twins were far more receptive to me compared to Mr. 'True Alpha'. There was no way I could leave Isaac on his own and the Argents needed someone who wasn't too busy pining after Allison to discuss and plan with."--They left and she had to deal with it. Five Months later and now they've returned.

With the Alpha Pack gone to lick their wounds, Stiles and the Pack hope for a little time off from the fighting to enjoy their returned members and new relationships. The Universe has other plans however. Beacon Hills is about to explode with trouble of every kind. ...And then it might actually explode.

In order to save Erica and Boyd from the Alpha Pack, Stiles is forced to face certain facts about himself and decide where he stands.

Family means everything to a Stilinski man, it's something they cherish, love, and value more than anything else in the world. However, those feelings can sometimes hurt the people they love as they try and protect them from harm. Magic!Stiles and Sterek.

스타일즈는 자신이 만든 무리를 쫓겨났습니다. 스타일즈는 가장 친한 친구에게 배신당했습니다. 스타일즈는 어머니와 이모들의 삶에 대해 배우기 위해 뉴올리언스로 갔습니다. 스타일즈는 역사상 가장 강력한 마녀 중 한 명입니다. 데렉과 스콧은 비컨 힐스에서 스타일즈를 그리워합니다. 그들은 스타일즈의 안녕을 위해 그를 쫓아냈을 뿐입니다. 꼭 읽어주세요! 이 작품에 정말 열심히 노력했습니다! 사람들이 제 이야기를 읽어주는 걸 좋아해요. 이야기를 계속 쓰고 싶어지게 만드네요!

Derek Hale has always been the least werewolfiest werewolf in existence, and he's really getting sick of it. When he finally catches a break and accidentally takes down a Night Fury, he cannot believe his fortune (or misfortune). He's expecting an angry, vicious Night Fury--what he gets is a sarcastic, furious boy. How can the awkward boy and the deadly dragon be the same creature? (The story is officially updated [as of 2/5/2020]. Thank you for your support!)