Author: HalfFizzbin
Summary: “Be cool, Dad, we’ve decided to con Grandma.” Thanksgiving at Stiles grandma’s house where a con reveals true feelings and its hilarious.
Word Count: 6260
Rated: Teen
Author: Jebiwonkenobi
Summary: Nice things begin to happen to Derek Hale and it kind of freaks him out. Stiles writes an application for friendship with letters of recommendation from the other pack members along with some kick ass original female characters. Absolutely adorable, friends to boyfriends kind of thing.
Word Count: 15593
Rated: Teen
Author: the_ragnarok
Summary: 5 times Derek recognized his mate, and the time Stiles recognized him in return.
Words: 10653
Rated: Explicit
Author: Jerakeen
Summary: All hail Stiles, Fixer of Wolves.
Rated: Teen
Words: 11371
Author: FiercestCalm
Summary: “Derek, I have… ugh, gross, but I have stupid feelings for you and I want to do this right, too. Let’s just hang out, huh? Be friends. Friends who kiss sometimes. And hold hands.”
Or… Stiles gets his heart broken by Derek, muddles along for a while, then makes his way back, with sexy results.
Rated: Mature
Words: 9334
Summary: When John sells his sons to Heaven in exchange for the Colt, Dean and Sam find themselves separated from each other and in the care of two very different angels. Dean and Cas work together to find out why Heaven wants Sam and how they can reunite the brothers - all the while growing closer every day. Meanwhile Sam should hate Gabriel and his endless string of conquests, but Gabriel’s twisted sense of humor and attractive smile inspire something much more complicated.
34482 Words, Rated Mature
Cas doesn’t know how to deal with what’s happening to his now human body, Dean’s emotionally stunted (but extremely willing to help Cas -ahem- deal with his issues), and Sam is hilariously girly.
porny, emotional, top!cas
15393 words, explicit warning.
Nine Times Out Of Ten
By: lie labell
Summary: Nine times out of ten, Stiles is the one being pushed back on the bed with his head tilted back to expose his neck. Nine times out of ten, Stiles’s legs are the ones that are spread, his hands are the ones that grip the sheets. Nine times out of ten, Stiles gasps and moans and arches up into Derek’s touch, Stiles’s thighs grip at Derek’s hips; Stiles’s feet lock together behind Derek’s back. Nine times out of ten, Stiles takes and takes and takes and loves every single second of it.
But the tenth time …
The tenth time is different.
I can’t even tell you how well written this fic was. I mean, I’ve read good fic before, fic that was written as well as literature. But the smut? The smut has never been written like literature. This is the closest it’s ever come to being like that. This first one is probably some of the best intercourse I have ever read for this fandom. Not because the sex itself was out of the ordinary, but because dom/sub isn’t usually my cup of tea, but this…this was emotional and perfect, and the characters never stray far from the knowledge that it’s different, but they consciously know why. Also, did I mention it was emotional?
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I’m Betting This Wasn’t Beta Tested
Summary: Derek goes into an unforseen and extremely deadly heat after Lydia and Peter’s purple wolfsbane dust. He needs Stiles to fuck him.
Word Count: 7820
Rating: Explicit
Anatomy of a Werewolf
By: idyll
Summary: Derek as a tactile study guide for Stiles.
This was cute and funny, and future!fic in a way, because it appears that Stiles is in college during this.
Word Count: 1533
Rating: Explicit
Lots of angst, so much angst.
Summary: Benny’s understanding of Dean was that he fought hard for what was rightfully his, and it became very apparent to him now just what fell under that category.
1773 Words, Rated T
After weeks of no luck getting Castiel out of Purgatory, Sam and Dean end up finding him one morning, curled up against the driver’s door of the Impala. His clothes are wrecked, in some places barely holding together. It takes Sam a moment to register him, but Dean’s already dropping to his knees and checking him over seconds after his eyes catch him, like he’s been looking for him all this time. His hands hover over Castiel like he’s not sure where he should set them.
