but about wicked cries

How the chat with Wicke should have gone
  • Wicke: He [Gladion] even tried to stitch his clothes back together when Null ripped it-
  • Me: *Sniffling*
  • Wicke: Why are you crying? Is something wrong?
  • Me: No... please... continue... *Gross Sobbing*

Jan. ‘16. Been lazy about compiling lists for My Bootleg Rec Page. So arranged marriage AUs bc I’ve pretty much read every fic with that tag. Also kind of a part II to my royalty au reclist.

* = fics that could use more love and appreciation i.e KUDOS & COMMENTS :D

But why doesn’t this have a million kudos???????? Completely stole my heart: 

*Things Remembered by kaige68 (5/5 | 4,682 | Mature) 

Derek reflects on the ceremonies that will have him fully married by the end of the day.


*They Say Love Is Blind, But Love Is Insane by FactoryWorker8 (10/10 | 25,197 | Teen)

Prince Derek has yet to marry by his 29th birthday and tradition states he must be married to a chosen suitor by the time he turns 30. Stiles, the ultimate nobody from the ultimate nowhere, is the one chosen to marry the moody recluse.

Rated teen and up for swearing.

Everything about this is so on point! Wicked. I cried. Too manny damn feels:

Sinking Ships by standinginanicedress (5/5 | 106,646 | Explicit) 

Derek Hale has never met a human before.

Throughout his life, he’s probably encountered, give or take, a hundred or so. A mere hundred human beings in his twenty-three years walking around on earth, compared to themillions of weres he’s seen. And, even then, encountered them he might have, but met? Not even close.

He’s had his dry cleaning handed off to him by a mousy looking human girl in a shirt three sizes too big for her with huge eyes and shaking hands while a beta werewolf yelled at her in the background for being too skittish (wonder why that could possibly be), he’s walked past teenage humans cleaning windows and sweeping pebbles off of sidewalks, he’s had the door opened up for him by older humans in pristine uniforms outside of restaurants – but never, never once, has he stuck his hand out to a human and said hi, my name is…

He could probably count on one hand the number of times he’s even been made aware that a human within a hundred feet of him even had a name.

I could read this over and over again: 

and the wild things roared their terrible roar by hoars (1/1 | 4,905 | Explicit)

Derek as Khal Drogo (but set in snow beyond the wall) and Stiles as Daenerys Stormborn (although he’s a greenseer of the Children rather than a dragon).

Like SO sterek!: 

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PROMPT: If it tickles your fancy, i’d DIE to read this! :) “our parents are forcing us into an arranged marriage and we hate each other but now i’m in love with you and i don’t think it’s mutual”

This HURTS SO BAD!! And Stiles is AWESOME!: 

Things We Lost by Dexterous_Sinistrous (2/2 | 20,008 | Explicit)

“Who … who am I to wed?”

A small flash of guilt covered the king’s features before he was able to recover. “Your union will join the royal families—joining our family to the Hales.”

Dread and sorrow sunk in Stiles’ stomach as he closed his eyes.

There was only one Hale left unharmed by the great fire that nearly wiped out the entire royal family—the Dread Wolf of Triskelia, Crowned King Derek Hale.

Honestly adorable. The pacing and build-up is so damn sweet:

Is Forever Enough by GodTheSilver (1/1 | 10,836 | Mature)

“Are we gonna place a bet on who feels more awkward?” is the first thing he manages to say.

There’s a huff from Derek that could be a laugh, and Stiles takes the water bottle Derek hands him. “Maybe we should call it even,” Derek says, turning around to face Stiles. “Then we could move past it and get to the good parts.”

“The good parts?”

“Yeah,” Derek says, smiling at Stiles. “Going out on a date, for instance.”

This fic is such a gem: 

Mail Order Stiles by Green (1/1 | 17,489 | Explicit) 

Stiles laughs. “The day I become a mail-order bride is the day I eat my hat.”

“You don’t even wear a hat.“

“I’ll buy a hat for the occasion,” Stiles says. “A white one with a veil.”

(Stiles doesn’t eat a hat, but that’s just because he’s too busy with his new husband, his five children, his new husband’s ex, and a deadly feud with the neighboring ranch)


The One Where They’re Forced To Marry In Ye Olden Times by Stoney (1/1 | 16,100 | Explicit)

Due to the destruction of House Hale and the debts incurred in their survival and search for justice, the King (blah blah, make believe world) arranges a marriage between Derek and Stiles, eliminating all debts the Hales may owe. Derek is very unhappy. Stiles is pretty shocked at who he’s being matched with, but he’s certainly not unhappy. It’s pretty clear from the start Derek doesn’t share that feeling.

Stiles passes the time by hunting with his falcon, Derek broods. Until…

*Hugs this fic* *Squeezes the shit out of this fic*:

The One With The Mail-Order Brides and A/B/O Dynamics by Stoney (1/1 | 16,149 | Explicit) 

Wolves aren’t meant to be alone. Laura tells Derek this repeatedly. Which… is why Derek knows he’s losing his mind, as Laura has been dead for more than six years. Wolves aren’t meant to be alone.

And so he sends away for a companion. JUST for a companion, not for a mate. The universe, however, has a different plan in store for him.

So precious! So fluffy 

Jitters by kelleigh (1/1 | 6,821 | Explicit) 

The wedding was Peter’s idea: a way to unite two packs, not to mention curry favor with another Alpha. Laura found her mate before she became the Hale Alpha, Cora is too young to be matched, and Peter obviously would never inconvenience himself in such a way. That left Derek.

The night before the wedding, Derek’s a nervous wreck. He’s alone in his hotel suite, thinking about bolting and leaving Peter and Laura to pick up the pieces, when room service knocks on his door with a very special delivery…

Cute overload!: 

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PROMPT: Sterek, arranged marriage, meeting for the first time

Aww yeahh. My jam!:

By Moon and Stars by kellifer_fic (1/1 | 15,929 | Mature)

"Have you heard of this Alpha?” Stiles asks, shuffling up his pallet so Scott has room to sit. Scott does with a grateful little twist of his mouth. Stefan forces him into the Stilinski ceremonial armor when they travel and Stiles can see that it’s heavy and doesn’t sit well on Scott. He can’t shift encased in metal and Stefan knows it.

“I know of him, mostly stories that seem a little fantastical. Shifters exaggerate just like common people. They like their war stories.”

“Tell me of him. Tell me a war story.”

I’m melting! I’m gooop!: 

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PROMPT: Here’s a prompt if you’re willing, sterek arranged marriage - the day they fall in love. (If that makes sense hahaha)


Stand Here At The Edge of Something New by Chiomi (1/1 | 3,233 | Explicit) 

This is Stiles’ last night of freedom before he’s married to a man he hasn’t seen in over a decade - not even photos, not even Facebook. He intends to make the most of it.


All The Queen’s Horses by kototyph (1/1 | 1,943 | Teen) 

“You,” Stiles says. “You… are not Lady Cora.”

“No,” the prince in his bed answers.

I love this!: 

With This Ring by snarkasaurus (1/1 | 7,578 | Explicit)

Stiles always knew he was going to wind up married and mated to the Hale Alpha. There was a legal contract and everything. He just didn’t plan on it being Derek Hale, or for it to feel like this.

Happy reading! 


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We’ve been friends for fourteen years and these are some of the interests that we’ve shared

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