Derek Hale - Blog Posts

A normal day with the gæys

He's so done with them lol

They are your children's now Derek, and you love them. Don't try to deny😎💅🏻

Aren't we all...

Hell yes, they do.🤡

Someone save them😩

Being a pack mama should be tiring (๑´˘`๑)♡

game night gone a little wrong (๑•᎔•๑)

I NEED STEREK FICS WITH THIS STILES!! AND I NEED DEREK TO BE ALL HOT BOTHERED WITH NEEEEED FOR HIM!

THATS SOME GOOD SHIT!!!

Anyone know that one fic of stiles getting bitten but he’s not a wolf, he’s actually a were-deer! and Derek is like all over him because come on predator vs prey! I CANT FIND IT AND I FORGOT THE NAME! Help me please *bambi eyes*

THIS just scratched something in my brain that I didn’t know I needed!

WHOEVER HURT THE PERSON THAT CAME UP WITH THE TAG ‘stiles dies’ COUNT YOUR FUCKING DAYS!!! I’m over here crying and shit! my heart hurts over these fics

I REFUSE TO LET A CALENDAR RUN MY LIFE!! HAPPY HALLOWEEN LOSERS! Now drop your best sterek Halloween fics! W/SMUT OR NOT IDC! I DARE YOU.

anyone know that one fic where stiles and Derek are hiding from hunters and they hid in a small space that hardly fit any of the two but luck was on their side because it was dark! I think they confess their love for one another (I don’t remember if they did) but things end up getting reallllyyy HOT AND HEAVY!!! I don’t quite remember the rest but PLEASEDOESANYONEKNOWWHATIMTALKINGABOUT!!!!!!

I need a fic about Sterek with that TikTok wedding trend! ASAP! Where the bridesmaids(Lydia,Allison,Eric,Kira) give the groom(Derek duh!) scandalous polaroid pictures of the Bride/groom(Stiles!!). ITS A NEEEEEEEEDDDD! THENTHEYHAVEWILDASSPOSSESSIVESEXBECAUSETHEWOLFINDEREKNEEDSTOJUSTHURRYUPANDCLAIMWHATSHIS!!!!

Anyone know any fics where derek is there or finds out about stiles defending his name and his families in that one scene with Chris Argent?!? i need to scratch this from my brain so help PLEASE

Somehow, Allison Argent survived

Okay ummm

Why isn’t there any Eli Hale stories ??? The last one was pretty much written last year ??? I would write, but I’m not very creative. Someone needs to start writing for him …

After rewatching Teen Wolf season one and I wonder if there was an urban legend made about Derek Hale . It would've been named something like " The Standing Man " and it got made after countless residents of Beacon Hills kept catching a dark figure standing in the corner of their eye but when they turned he had gone or they couldn't quite see him.

Finally watching teen wolf after ages of not being able to is like sun beams breaking through the trees.

there's something about the way that derek hasn't been fought for, not in a long time.

laura was fiery. she held just as much anger as he did, but she didn't use it as an anchor — she used it to be a better person. all throughout new york, she was there, beside him, helping him get out of bed, helping with the only schoolwork he'd had, introducing him to new things. stitching him back together after he'd been torn apart by kate argent's hands, after their hearts were ripped out of their chest, after the loss of pack, family.

she was the last person who'd fought for him, claws out the moment she suspected he was in danger, telling him she needed him, that he couldn't leave, that she would be there for him until her very last breath. in all fairness, they were halves to a whole; he did the same thing for her, because they're twins.

but then, right when things were okay, he'd come home to yet another tragedy. his sister buried, mangled in half.

and suddenly, there was no one left, nobody there to fight for him. nobody who'd look him in the eyes, tell him it was alright, that they need him, that he's not going to be like this, live like this, his entire life. it went like that for months.

only for him to eventually be seen as a monster, by teenagers he'd only been trying to help, even if it was misguided, even if he'd made mistakes. he scared people, he ruined things. derek would see their fear, and think it must only be right. he's a disaster.

and then, his uncle, who he'd looked up to as a child, who he'd loved and trusted and felt guilty for, because derek'd led him to burnt remains, had turned around and murdered their own flesh and blood. in reckless want of a power he'd thought unlimited; when in reality it was fickle, finite.

even still, he's the one who's considered a monster when his eyes become red. when he wants to help people, when he sees teenagers that are in bad situations, who've been dealt a bad hand, he's a monster. he's the one hurting them.

he loves them, because they're pack, but at some point, he knows that the people around him have a point. that it was born out of loneliness, out of longing for a family he'd lost at freshly sixteen.

and suddenly they're not fighting for him, but they're scared, and hurt, and all they've ever wanted is to be happy, to live a normal life, derek. you've made them just like you, haven't you?

derek doesn't think he deserves to be fought for, to be loved, anymore. not when it comes at the expense of his pack, when it means tearing lives apart. so, he does what he does best — he hides, shuts himself down. he thinks this is it. this is his fault, and he's ruined every person he ever loved, and his family is gone, and it must be fate that derek hale is the one who leads you to certain death.

but then, just when it's at it's worst, there's stiles.

stiles, who had made it clear that he doesn't consider werewolves an abomination. him, an abomination. stiles, who'd time and time again, save derek's life, save him from drowning both literally, metaphorically; stiles, who risks everything just to bring derek out alive, stiles, who puts a hand on his shoulder when he needs it.

stiles, who will crack jokes until he knows derek is laughing along, who doesn't mind derek's exterior but instead welcomes it. stiles, who stood up for him every chance he'd gotten, who knew that derek hale was not a monster, but a kid who'd been hurt and scarred, and payed for it nearly every day of his life. stiles, who saw derek, and never once went off track, never once stopped trying to understand him.

stiles, who'd fought for derek, tooth and nail, who made him stay.

and derek is scared. so, incredibly scared. but stiles looks at him, and sees the world on his shoulders, and says, "i'll help carry the weight."

stiles looks at him, and he says, "i love you, and i need you, i want you here. so please, stay." and derek is relieved when there's no blip in his heartbeat, when he knows that stiles means it.

Being Lydia Martin’s Younger Sister Would Include…

Gif not mine. Credits to the rightful owner. 

A/N(s):

Sorry for not updating so often these days, I got back to school and as a result of that, I don’t have that much free time. However, I’ll be out of school again in two weeks, so please bare with me.

I wrote this during Biology class, but I think it’s cute smh. 

Requests and pms are still open. 

Being Lydia’s little sister would include...

Being one year younger than her

But being twice as sassy as her

Driving her crazy

But her secretly loving how similar your personalities were

Stiles calling you “the Devil 2.0.”

Her and Stiles being your OTP

Throwing the best parties in BH together

Going shopping together

Picking each other’s outfits for school

Braiding each other’s hair

Doing each other’s make up

Helping her discover the full spectrum of her Banshee powers and abilities

Jackson buying you expensive gifts

Scott being protective of you

Having sleepovers with Allison

Helping Malia with homework

Liam having a huge crush on you

Having a thing for all the boys she had ever dated

But never trying to ruin her relationships

Falling hard for Derek as soon as you meet him

Derek liking you back, but not daring making a move

Due to Lydia’s overprotectiveness

But eventually agreeing on setting you up

Her being happy for you

Her threatening Derek to kill him with her Banshee scream if he ever hurt you

Her being such a pain in the ass occasionally

You being a total nightmare as well

Being roommates in College

Supporting each other

Protecting each other at all costs

Loving each other to death

Being Liam Dunbar’s older sister would include...

{Requested}

Being Liam’s older sister would include...

You being two years older than him

Being extremely close

Comforting him when his I.E.D. got bad

Always making sure he took his medication

Cheering for him during his lacrosse games

Confronting Brett when he acted to him like a dick

Even if you had a thing for him

Transferring to Beacon Hills High as well to support him

Being in the same grade as the Pack

Quickly befriending Lydia and Allison

Quickly catching feelings for Scott

But once you found out he had bitten your brother, all hell broke loose

Being rational about it, however

After you were done lecturing the shit out of him

Accepting his werewolf side without thinking twice about it

Smacking him whenever he claimed he was a monster

Him not even batting an eye, since he was far too stronger than you

And like, a foot taller as well

Him not being totally okay with your relationship with his Alpha, at first

Getting more used to it as time went by

Eventually Scott being the only one he trusted with you

Being his anchor

Giving him advice on how to approach Hayden

Giving him relationship advice in general

Letting him borrow your car keys

Playing video games with him and Mason

Helping him with his homework

Being protective over him and vice versa

Liam climbing to your bed whenever he has a nightmare

Stroking his hair, knowing it calmed him down

Him falling asleep in your arms

Not keeping anything secret from each other

Very tight, and long hugs

Protected – Derek Hale x Young! Beta! Reader

Summary: You’re Derek Hale’s 15-year-old Beta. Derek saves you before Gerald Argent kills you.

{Requested}

Pairing: Derek Hale x Young!Beta!Reader (platonic)

Warnings: Gerald Argent, furious Derek, swearing, blood, crying

Word count: 802

Song recommendation: Iron - Woodkid

*Flashback*

“Do you have a death wish, Y/N?” Derek crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against the doorframe, blocking the exit. You raised an eyebrow, sort of glaring at him.

“Do you?” you talked back at him, smiling coldly. Derek’s jaw clenched as he suppressed the urge to give you a piece of his mind. You had been giving him attitude for the past few days, and even if he was fully aware you disliked being told what to do, he was still your Alpha and had obligation to protect you.

“In case you forgot, Argent has already tried to kill you twice,” he acknowledged. “And failed to do so, twice,” you responded bitterly.

Derek sighed. “I’m only trying to keep you safe, Y/N/N. Please, just listen to me,” he said. Your gaze softened. “I’ll be fine, Derek,” you muttered, making your way out of the loft.

*End of flashback*

You weren’t exactly sure how you had found yourself running through the woods for dear life. There was, however, something you knew for certain: if you made it out alive, you’d never disregard Derek again. You were getting weaker, however, every second that went by. The possibility of you surviving seemed considerably unrealistic.

You hissed in pain, removing an arrow from your abdomen and hurriedly pressing with your hand against the cut to stem the bleeding, only to realize that you had been poisoned with wolf’s bane- you weren’t healing. You were seriously injured, and teetering on the edge of unconsciousness, yet you refused to give up.  

“I have to admit, Y/N, you gave me quite a hard time,” Gerald Argent commented, examining your bloodied features. You scoffed, “yeah, well. Facilitating your process of killing me wasn’t exactly on my to-do list,” you replied sarcastically, aching with every breath you took.

“You’re something else, aren’t you? For a newly turned Beta, you’re quite skilled. I’m sure you’re Derek’s favorite,” he pointed out, laughing devilishly. “It’s a shame you have to die this way, so young and innocent.”

Realization hit you. You were really going to die, if you didn’t do something drastic. With every bit of power you had left, you roared. Assuming Derek was searching for you, you had given away your position.

“Your life is completely in my hands; quit testing my boundaries, sweetheart,” Gerald warned, aiming a gun between your eyes. “Do you have any last words?” There was a brief moment of silence.

“Look behind you,” you breathed.

Derek emerged from the shadows, fully turned in his werewolf form. He neared Gerald in no time, instantly disarming him. “You didn’t actually believe I’d let you kill my Beta, did you?” he asked. To say his voice was infuriated, was an understatement. “Hunting her down alone was a seriously bad idea, Argent.”

– 

“SON OF A-” you cried, immediately waking up. “Hold her still!” Deaton shouted, pressing a syringe in your carotid, which you supposed contained the antidote for Aconitum. The pain was sending you over the edge, causing you to dig your claws in your Alpha’s skin, who held your hands pinned against the cold metal table.

After a few moments that felt like centuries, the veterinarian removed the needle from your neck. He gently pressed a cotton pad soaked in rubbing alcohol to where he injected you and gave you a sympathetic smile. “You almost died. Welcome back,” he simply said, earning a chuckle from you.

Deaton shot a knowing look at Derek. “I’m sure you two have a lot to discuss.” Derek nodded lightly, and Allan hustled out of the room, leaving you alone with your Alpha.

He wasn’t protective over you only because you were his Beta. He was protective over you because you were his anchor. There was something, in that intractable character of yours, that brought out the best of him. He felt responsible for you, as your Alpha and as your guardian. You were the closest person he had to a family. He needed to know you were safe. The idea of your getting hurt terrified him. 

“Did you kill him?” your croaked voice snapped him out of his thoughts. Derek smiled half-heartedly at you. “No, I didn’t. The Argents don’t deserve this kind of mercy,” he answered. “Right,” you whispered, avoiding eye contact.  

You wrapped your hands around Derek’s neck and rested your head in his chest. “I’m sorry,” you muttered, and he could already feel your tears moistening his shirt as he rubbed your back, trying to calm you down.

“It’s alright,” he said comfortingly. “Just, don’t be so stubborn next time.” 

“I promise,” you breathed. “Can we go home now?” Derek nodded and kissed your forehead, picking you up. The familiar warmth of his body soothed you to sleep, finally feeling protected in his embrace.

Being Stiles Stilinski’s Twin Sister Would Include...

Stiles being born twelve minutes prior to you 

which meant constantly making fun of you for being ‘the little Stilinski’

which resulted to you smacking him so he’d shut up 

He always did

Being the exact opposite of him

Getting along excellently, regardless of your dissimilar personalities

Being the only one able to pronounce his name without slipping up

Being each other’s best friend

Always having each other’s back

Fighting over who’d shower first

Fighting over what you’d have for dinner

Fighting over what you’d watch on TV

Fighting over who’d drive

Fighting over who’d get to date Derek

Stealing his clothes

Twin telepathy

Knowing when either of you was in trouble 

Pulling pranks on Coach together

And getting lectured by Sheriff Stilinski about it

Even though he knew it was realistically pointless

Not arguing often, but when you did, nobody dared to step in-between you two 

They knew better

Having had to learn it the hard way

Being a member of Scott’s pack

Asking your help with the investigation

Isaac trying to flirt with you during pack meetings

Stiles telling him off because he knew you weren’t into him

Instantly noticing when he started showing symptoms of Frontotemporal Dementia 

Crying your eyes out when the tests came back positive

Him coming to you for comfort after a nightmare

Calming him down after a panic attack

The Nogitsune kidnapping you to manipulate the pack

You being the one who remembered him first and was able to bring him back 

Leaving Beacon Hills with him

Forever watching out for each other 

Can you do a 'dating Derek Hale would include' headcanons?

Here ya go!

Dating Derek Hale Would Include…

Him being a keeper

You being his anchor

Him protecting you at all costs

Him wanting you not to get involved in the supernatural

Him not wanting you anywhere near Peter

Working out with him

Helping him train Scott

Helping the pack anytime

Being the pack mom, actually

Eye rolls

Sarcasm

Treating his wounds

Lecturing him

Tracing his tattoo

Hot makeout sessions

Rough sex

Him being gentle as well

Forehead kisses

Constantly asking you if you’re okay

Threatening everyone to kill them if they hurt you

Him opening up to you

Bringing out his soft side

Cuddling

Sleeping on the couch curled up to him

Him always listening to your heartbeat to calm down

Dating Scott McCall Would Include...

Having a crush on him since Kindergarten

Being best friends with both him and Stiles

Melissa acting like a mother to you

Being the school’s power couple

Sitting next to each other in class

Holding hands all the time

Quick kisses during breaks

Making out during lunch in the locker rooms

Cheering for him during practice

Wearing his letterman at all his games

Heated make out sessions

Sex in the car 

Love bites everywhere

Cuddling after sex

Cooking breakfast the morning after

Showering together

Singing in the shower while washing each other’s hair

Shower sex

Dressing up in his clothes afterward

Working at the animal clinic

Him being overprotective

Him glaring at Isaac or Liam whenever they try to flirt with you

Him wanting to keep you safe

Being his anchor

Him taking your pain away whenever you get hurt

Helping him during his asthma attacks

Being inseparable

Long late night conversations while nuzzling in his chest

Motorcycle rides 

Going to the same College

Getting married