Sterek | Explicit | 74k | Ao3 | Playlist

Cut the bullshit. What really made you change your mind? You. You did, Eddie.

You watch me bleed until I can't breathe

I'm shaking, falling onto my knees

And now that I'm without your kisses

I'll be needing stitches

Shawn Mendes — Stitches 

anchor

~ stay with me, no, you don't need to run. stay with me, my blood, you don't need to run ~ 

Like this Forever | 97K | E | A/B/O | Mpreg

written by winchesterek (@sterekbros) and @evanesdust as part of our @sterekeverlasting fanzine first edition. you can check out the magazine here.

Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alpha Derek Hale, Omega Stiles Stilinski, Mates Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, True Mates, Mating Cycles/In Heat, Boss/Employee Relationship, Getting Together, Mpreg, Top Derek/Bottom Stiles

Stiles is Derek's personal assistant at Hale Incorporated, and they fall in love.

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DEVOURED | 5,2k | Explicit | sterek | ao3

Tags: Derek is the Deity of Sex, Stiles is the Virgin Sacrifice, Top Derek Hale/Bottom Stiles Stilinski, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Consensual Somnophilia, Public Sex, Free Use, everybody’s consenting to everything, and Derek doesn’t share, Possessive Derek

Summary:

Breathless, Stiles shifted his gaze up and went red from the knowing smirk on the deific face. The man’s red eyes sparkled in the moonlight, glowing like two fires on the tips of the candles. One of his thick eyebrows was lifted in amusement.

He was the most beautiful being Stiles had ever seen. As was probably expected, considering he was the god of sexual desire.

AU, where Stiles, losing his team in the expedition, is captured by a tribe of pagans, where he is going to be sacrificed to the deity. But the chief's son, Derek, realizes that he is falling in love with the prisoner.

My ghost, where'd you go? What happened to the soul that you used to be?

Halsey – Ghost

post-apocalypse cyborgs!AU:

Liam.: — replaced half of the face and leg. — the consequences of the accident.

Theo: — replaced jaw, the internal structure of the eye and hand. — the consequences of an armed attack and the explosion.

Romance

I was in the mood to draw a Thiam kiss in the back of his truck. I miss these too gay dorks 🥺