Do you think you could find some established relationship fics? Like a slice of life, and maybe some smut in there? (No kids though)
message 2: The last ask was for sterek btw
Heyyy love! I really really enjoy established relationship fics 😍 so here are my favourites! I also have a tag for it! You can find it in my “additional tags” in “AUs and other categories”. Enjooy
Summary: When Stiles wakes up he sees a pair of eyebrows knitted together. He blinks and a blurry face comes into view. The face looks angry, no, furious.
Summary: It is 100% against Beacon Hills Sheriff’s Office policy to allow two officers engaged in a romantic relationship to be partners. It is also 100% accurate that no one else on the force can last more than three days in a car with Stiles without begging for either a ball gag or the sweet release of death.
whatever you want (but you’re gonna have to ask me)
Summary: Stiles has a fantastic boyfriend and absolutely no sex life. He is not okay with this. (Or, the implementation of Stiles’ Secret Seduction Plan™)
we knew the hands of the devil
Summary: Derek will never forget the sound Stiles makes when the alphas take him.
It’s small, so soft a human never would have caught it, but to Derek it’s as loud as cannon fire; a quick, panicked intake of air that’s not a shout, not a scream. It’s desperate and frightened and almost Derek’s name and it hurts him to the core. Derek roars as Kali lifts Stiles off the bed, the boy struggling against her hold like an oversized doll come to life. Derek fights against the twins, red mist boiling in his vision, fury and terror pumping through his veins.
“Say goodbye, Derek,” Kali says softly, triumphantly. “You’ll never see him again.”
don’t carry it all
Summary: There had been, Stiles tells his father carefully, a mix-up at Deaton’s. ‘A mix-up,’ his father says flatly, and Stiles says, ‘yeah.’ Maybe 'mix-up’ was the wrong word to use. 'A flub of extraordinary proportions,’ maybe, or, 'a fuck-up the likes of which you’ve never seen,’ or maybe even, 'a crazy stupid amount of magic that ricocheted off Deaton’s ward, mutated, and turned me into a girl.’ Scott hadn’t stopped laughing until Stiles kneed him in the balls, which had been oddly satisfying. Allison had given him a high-five.
Threaded through a needle, tied into a knot
Summary: In hindsight, maybe waiting until their wedding night to bring up the whole knotting thing wasn’t the best idea.