imagine stiles finding him like this

You Are Strong

Pairing: Dylan O’Brien x Reader

Author: @ninja-stiles

Words: 2834

Request:  I was wondering if you could do one where the reader is a character on the teen wolf show and struggles with depression but nobody knows. And one day Dylan comes to her trailer for something and finds her on the floor or the couch and she tells him everything and he comforts her and it’s all fluffy and whatnot by anonomoose.

Author’s Note: I kinda really liked this idea and I added the whole social anxiety thing because I kinda have that and I thought it’d fit in perfectly. I hope you guys like it, really! Thanks to @mf-despair-queen for proofreading this for me!


Originally posted by asdarknessfell


I’ve always struggled with depression, it’s been a part of my life since I was in school. I was a bigger girl in school and people would always look at me weirdly, whispering to their friends as I walked down the hallway to my class, alone. I barely had any friends, mainly because I was shy and was deathly afraid of rejection. After graduating and going to college, I decided to make a change, working out and eating healthy everyday. I had lost weight, but still felt like people would stare at me as I walked down the street to classes. I managed to get out of my shell, finally being able to talk to people after taking a few acting classes. I had so much fun in those classes that I decided to try and become an actress. Although I was out of my shell, I still had insecurity problems and depression. I was walking around LA when I saw something about casting for a show called Teen Wolf, I’ve seen the first few seasons, knowing that they’d be starting season three soon. I took note of where the auditions were and decided that I would try to get my first acting job. I’ve been prepping for this moment for years, and I’m going to nail it on the head.

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So, @thepsychicclam posted this, and then this happened:

Stiles listened to the latest musicians that Derek had brought to court to play for him with a wide smile and a thankfully small amount of hand movements. They were, as all the artists that Derek presented to him with startling frequency and fervor were, wonderfully talented, and playing a piece that had been commissioned just for him.

Sometimes, Stiles thought that his husband’s gifts and ever increasing support of Stiles’ interests might mean that his own feelings of deep abiding love may be returned by his king, but in his more reasonable moments he knew his love was unreturned. Derek had always been a generous and attentive man, even as a child he would allow Stiles to choose their activities and humor him in his frequent schemes. When Stiles proposed that they sneak into the castle kitchens to steal some of their favorite cakes, Derek rolled his eyes fondly (“They’re my kitchens, Stiles! And yours as well!” “Yes, but we aren’t meant to be in there now, silly!”) and acquiesced with enthusiasm as they tiptoed around the halls and into the pantry.

The head cook had found them covered in icing and failing to contain their laughter.

Thinking of it now brings a warm glow to Stiles’ chest even as it sets off a cascade of similarly joyful memories of growing up as Derek’s best friend. They were so close that Stiles had never considered that he would marry anyone else, though when he was old enough to understand that he was in fact Derek’s intended, the betrothal sent a panic through him. How could he ever think that a union with a man he loved so deeply, but could only look upon him as a dear friend, would bring him anything but heartache?

In the end, Stiles had decided that life without romantic love but with Derek by his side was far better than life away from the man who reigned in his heart.

Sitting now, beside his husband, ensconced in ornately carved thrones with soft velvet cushions, Derek’s arm resting close enough to his own that he can feel the warmth radiating from him, seeing his friends in court smiling and enjoying the music created just for him, Stiles knows he’s exactly where he wants to be. Even Boyd and Isaac, their usually stoic guards appeared to be enjoying themselves, though each man was regarding their kings with indecipherable looks.

Stiles takes a deep breath and turns to his husband only to find Derek looking back at him, a smile curving his lips in a way that still makes Stiles’ heart flutter. He can feel his own grin widen in response as Derek’s eyebrows raise in question. “Are you pleased, my dear husband?”

Stiles’ heart stutters then gallops at the thoughts that assail him, all the ways he’d like to please his king, the oft imagined looks of pleasure he’d like to paint upon Derek’s beloved face. He must get lost in thinking about how Derek’s skin would feel beneath his hands, because Derek’s brow furrows in concern. “Stiles? Is something the matter?”

“No, my king,” Stiles hurries to reassure, “I was simply trying to decide how best to tell you how perfectly lovely this evening has been thus far.”

Derek’s smile is so bright it puts the castle’s chandeliers to shame, and Stiles feels an elated pride bubble in his chest.

“I am exceedingly happy to hear you say so,” Derek says genuinely, the radiant smile still in place and the corners of his beautiful eyes crinkling slightly. The way Derek looks at him then, his entire regard focused on Stiles and the force of his honest joy makes Stiles forget that they are a couple bound by duty and friendly affection. It makes him believe for a moment that they share a love that will inspire artists for decades.

It emboldens him, and he places his hand over Derek’s, suppressing a shiver when Derek moves ever so slightly so that his thumb can run lightly over the outside of his pinkie. “I am exceedingly happy that you are exceedingly happy,” Stiles teases.

After another long moment simply getting lost in watching one another, a particularly evocative piece of the song draws Stiles’ attention and he turns to see how those gathered to dance interpret it. He can feel Derek still watching him, and it turns his smile small and private as he ducks his head briefly. Derek’s hand is still warm and real under his own, and as the evening stretches into night, it remains there, tapping the occasional rhythm against Stiles’ hand, their fingers eventually entwining.

Neither dares acknowledge it, but neither do they pull away. When it is time to applaud, the lost contact is nearly unbearable. When their hands automatically settle back together, Stiles feels like he’s soaring.

anonymous asked:

Stiles as a professional cuddler who takes Derek on as a client? (With a side of mutual pining, Laura being a good older sister, and Noah being a good dad.)

*coughs* John…..John. (I AM SORRY, NONNIE. I CAN’T ABIDE BY CANON. I CANT.

I have to say, I really wish there were more fics out there that had this trope because I really, really love it. I think what I love most about it is because it’s all about Derek and his issues with trust and touch. I am very interested in the notion that Derek isn’t comfortable with people touching him after the fire because of what he went through with Kate but he is comfortable with paying someone to touch him because that leaves him in control. 

Laura is the one who suggests a professional cuddler because she knows her brother and Derek is either going to find himself very badly touch starved for years to come or he’s going to fall into another bad-touch sexual relationship out of some guilt ridden punishment trip. There is no in between with Derek. And so, she researches and finds Stiles. She likes him immediately because the people who leave reviews on his website all have one thing in common: that he loves to talk. Laura knows Derek isn’t much of a talker, especially these days, but she thinks it couldn’t hurt to have someone who isn’t afraid of communication, and possibly someone who might actually get Derek to talk back. Lord knows she’s tried to get Derek to talk; to her, to a therapist. Nothing has worked. But maybe this will. 

Derek is hesitant about Stiles - “what kind of name is Stiles anyway?” - but he has to admit, the idea of being held is….kind of nice. No sex. No complications. Just someone he pays to cuddle with him for an hour every week; a simple and smooth transaction that couldn’t possibly lead to anything bad. 

The problem first starts when he sees Stiles because, in one word, he’s gorgeous. Derek is kind of annoyed he doesn’t stop being gorgeous even when he half trips in the hallway and makes a lame cuddling joke, fishing a spoon out of his back pocket and with a truly impressive eyebrow waggle says, “wanna spoon?” Derek privately wonders if Stiles brought the spoon from home, if he opens with that joke with all his new clients, or if he stole the spoon from some coffee shop on the way over, struck by sudden inspiration. Derek is kind of frustrated when he finds himself hoping it’s the second one. 

Stiles is strangely anal about his job. He treats “cuddling procedures” like it’s BDSM, or something. He asks Derek at least thirty questions, only half of which Derek is able to answer without his cheeks colouring:

“Have you ever hired a professional cuddler before?” No.

“Being a werewolf - yes, I can tell you’re a werewolf, don’t look so surprised - would you prefer I didn’t wear any odours? Body spray, cologne, that sort of thing?” Clean. Just, uh, clean is good. 

Would you like me to make a playlist for us to cuddle to? Those are very popular.” No, that’s really not necessary.

How do you feel about versatile spooning options?” Oh. I, um….could you….I mean…..would you do the…..I just want….. “No problem, big guy.”

Their first session is a little awkward and he feels downright silly handing Stiles the money after, but he has to admit, he didn’t….dislike it. In fact, three hours later, he texts Stiles to book another session. By session four, Derek has gotten over his initial embarrassment and just learns to enjoy being held. Stiles talks about a lot of things, tracing his fingers over Derek’s arms, his face, his hands: he talks about why people need contact and why it’s not stupid or something to be made fun of; he talks about Star Wars and his dad; when he finds out Derek likes history, he spends their entire eighth session talking about the Trojan War - “I know it’s not real history. I was going to try and learn about an actual war for you but I got side tracked when I found out, like, half of The Iliad is about two dudes in love. How cool is that???” He then spends an extra forty minutes talking to Derek about queer censorship in history textbooks (somehow managing to work the history of the male circumcision in there). Derek wants to tell him the session is technically over, but for some reason (he’d really rather not confront) he stays quiet and lets Stiles’ voice wash over him, before falling asleep. (He later learns when Laura tried to pay him for the over-time, Stiles had blushed furiously and told her it was on him, before running out of the apartment and muttering something about “rules”.)

Session fifteen is when Derek realises Stiles is the most important person in his life, aside from Laura and Cora. And not only that, but it’s happening again: his heart is racing and his palms are sweating, and what’s worse? He’s daydreaming. Not many people know Derek is a daydreamer. Most people think he probably just sits and broods or occupies every waking hour either working out or reading. Even Laura teases him about it. Derek, however, is a big day dreamer. His romantic day dreams have changed over the years: when he first met Paige, he imagined her at his basket ball games and what prom night might be like; with Kate, he had silly fantasies of introducing her to his family, of teaching her about the full moon and opening up about his history. Derek knows day dreaming is dangerous. At least, for him. It’s always led to bad things. But he can’t help it, even now. 

Because with Stiles it’s different. 

When he day dreams about Stiles, he imagines holding his hand and what it might be like to bury his face in his neck, knowing Stiles would already know what that means because Stiles always knows. And not in some calculating, malicious way, like Kate. It’s a though Stiles files aspects of Derek’s life away like they are facts that might come in handy for a game of trivial pursuit. He plays out silly domestic fantasies in his head where he is trying to make them pancakes and Stiles starts a food war, covering them both in flour and jam. He imagines what it might be like to have Stiles hold him after sex and tell him he’s good, that he did good; imagines hearing Stiles say, “I’ll see you at home” and texting Derek lame jokes throughout the day until he does.   

When Stiles comes over for their 15th session, he’s a mess. He’s obviously been crying and Derek can’t tell why, but he smells strongly of roses. Stiles, like Derek, is pretty skilled at hiding his feelings but the moment he goes to lie down on the bed, he breaks. Derek doesn’t think he could stop crying, even if he wanted to, and even though he knows Stiles probably doesn’t want a client - because that’s what Derek is, a client - seeing him like this, he can’t help but lie down beside him and hold out his arms. Stiles shuffles towards him without even considering it, and Derek doesn’t  care he’s getting tears and snot all over his favourite Henley because the moment he brings a hand up and soothes it up and down Stiles’ back, Stiles melts into him. Utterly trusting. He says something about his mom. 

It’s the best and most painful feeling in the world and Derek is beyond grateful that Stiles isn’t a werewolf, can’t hear how hard his heart is beating or smell the jumble of emotions coursing through him. 

They lie like that for an hour, maybe, before Stiles starts to get restless. He tries apologising, offers Derek a session on the house, but Derek barely hears him, lost. Lost in a confusing bag of mixed emotions and instead of answering Stiles, says, “let’s order pizza”. 

The pizza comes within thirty minutes, and two hours later - half way through the third Harry Potter movie - Stiles leans in and kisses him. It lasts for twelve seconds - Derek doesn’t know why he counts - and when it’s over, Stiles pulls back, eyes wide, and yells something about Derek having the last slice of pizza, before running. Derek listens to him run all the way out of the apartment block and to his Jeep, lips tingling, heart sinking. 

They don’t see each other for four months. Stiles ignores all his phone calls and after a while, Derek gives up. He doesn’t stop day dreaming, though. He takes an almost masochistic pleasure in it - maybe it’s a form of self punishment, who knows. He doesn’t care if it doesn’t count as “growth”. He day dreams to the point that he isn’t sure if Stiles is a figment of his imagination when he shows up at his door soaking wet, like the ending of some cheesy romantic comedy. Derek would laugh at the bitter-sweetness of it; that is, until Stiles’ hands are on his face and he’s talking….and talking…..and talking. Talking about rules and professionalism and “never happened to me before”. He talks until Derek finds himself smiling. He talks until Derek finds his hands shaking, and finally, finally, until he can find it in him to put a finger to Stiles’ lips. 

“Shut up.”

Stiles does.

“If I asked you to kiss me again, would you want to?” 

Stiles swallows, takes a breath. “Depends, are you going to pay me for it?”

Derek raises an eyebrow for appearance sake, says, “only in more kisses”, and then blushes furiously because cheesy flirting is not a thing he does outside of his own head. Except, apparently now it is. And he plans to do much more of it, especially if it makes Stiles laugh like that again. Just….maybe not in public. God though, he loves hearing Stiles laugh. He wants to hear it all the time. Maybe he would risk the PDA. 

“Make a deal with me?” Stiles asks, closing the space between them, mapping out both of Derek’s eyebrows with a curious finger. He smiles, like he’s figured something out about him, just from that. “Buy me a milkshake every Saturday and let me hold your stupid hand during movies and you can have all the cuddling sessions you want for free.”

Derek pretends to consider this, takes Stiles’ free hand and playfully bites down. “Sounds like a good deal,” he whispers. 

Stiles grins. “Oh, I assure you, it is.” 

anonymous asked:

could you give me some frat boy sterek please? its one of my faves. thank you!!

Fratboy fics are my *crack*  -Emmy

Battle of the Bros by damnfancyscotch 

(2,044 I Teen I Complete)

The Alpha Tau house and the Beta Sigma house have been rivals since before Stiles was born.

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Or, a Frat AU with a prank war and cute boys.

The Beat Goes (On and On) by dansunedisco 

(2,096 I Explicit I Complete)

Stiles takes a sip of his beer and scans the crowd. It’s wild tonight, but that’s nothing new for Alpha Delt. Jackson’s on DJ duty, which explains the shitty dubstep blasting through the speakers. Writhing, drunk bodies are packed in every corner, and the scent of weed hangs heavy in the stale air. He takes a sniff and sighs, disappointed. He was offered to take a hit off one of the many blunts making the rounds tonight, but he declined. All because Derek likes him to be (mostly) sober when they fuck, doesn’t like to mess around with consent on either end.

Not that Derek’s shown any interest in him tonight. Whatever.

Let’s Get It On by Stereksale7 

(2,385 I Explicit I Complete)

Some smut based off some real life smut

And Just Watch Us Burn by samanthahirr

(5,952 I Explicit I Complete)

Stiles goes to a Halloween party on campus to blow off some steam after a stressful week of midterms. He doesn’t expect the party to be crashed by both a supernatural predator and Derek Hale.

Your First by Simone (fvckyourfandoms) 

(7,278 I Explicit I Complete)

It’s Stiles freshman year of college and he decides to rush a fraternity. He becomes Vice President Derek Hale’s favorite pledge and they end up much closer than expected.

or

A story in which Derek can’t keep his hands off of Stiles’ sweet, irresistible, virgin ass and fails at not feeling him up.

I’m all Strung Out, My Heart is Fried by twnkwlf

(10,627 I Explicit I Complete)

“He’s an 11, Stiles,” she says glancing toward Derek, who is a few meters away, saying hi to some people Stiles doesn’t know, and filling a red cup with beer. “That’s the kind of guy who ruins the scale for all men. The scale is broken. Now all you can do is stick out your ass and hope for the best.”

Lift Off by takeittothestars 

(12,904 I Mature I WIP)

For Rena’s gifset AU:
“In a world in which the Hales are alive and healthy, Derek grew up to be a very self-confident college student who enjoys living life to the fullest and not denying himself simple pleasures; like drinking with his fratboy buddies, playing sports, or, you know, gangly, awkward, sarcastic and nerd-tastic teenagers who catch his eye.”

Initiation Rights by asilentstreet 

(13,942 I Explicit I Complete)

The new Alpha Delta Chi pledge class is a bunch of worthless idiots.

Or

Derek gets suckered into staring in frat-porn not once, but twice.

Hale to the Chief by LadyLazarus 

(14,403 I Explicit I Complete)  *first son!Stiles, bodyguards

First Son Stiles Stilinski thought college back home in Beacon Hills would be the best thing ever.

That is, until he realized that he’d be stuck with Derek Hale as his roommate the entire year.

Fraternity Relations by Betabeacons 

(17,149 I Mature I Complete)

Stiles and Derek are presidents of rival Fraternities. When the Dean of the University asks them to work together they have to put aside their differences and get along for the good of their houses. They end up realising that first impressions can be misleading.

As We Become Men by secretfanboy 

(18,968 I Mature I Complete)  *nerd!derek, jock!stiles

The wildest frat on campus is the Kappa Beta house.   Sheltered nerd Derek Hale, who has always done what was expected of him, is excited just to get to see the inside of the building.  Once inside he meets man about campus Stiles Stilinski and his world is turned upside down.  Stiles is nothing like anyone Derek’s ever known and Derek finds himself doing things he never imagined he’d do.  

What is this power Stiles has over him?

And who is turning frat boys into werewolves?

It’s Called a Heart Boner by RemainNameless 

(26,784 I Mature I Complete)

In which everyone and everything ever in the history of the world is trying to ruin Derek’s life before he can finish his master’s, especially his evil twin sister, his weird ability to start relationships on accident, his best friend’s obsession with his sex life, people with dimples, his subsequent inability to end relationships, manipulative sorority queens, and oh yeah, that stupid drunk ass freshman he keeps running into.

OR

The five times Derek saves a very drunk Stiles and the one time Stiles saves him back.

I Might Be a Fool by prettylittlementirosa 

(35,375 I Explicit I Complete)

The thing about Stiles, though, is that for him, turned on and angry are not mutually exclusive feelings. He may be painfully hard but that doesn’t mean he’s not also ready to strangle Derek for having the audacity to act like this is something that’s happening to him, not something that is almost entirely his fault. So when Derek let’s out what must be his hundredth long-suffering sigh, Stiles snaps.

(or the one that was supposed to be a GRΣΣK AU but is mostly just a study in the gratuitous and inconsistent use of punctuation)

A Year of Firsts by theycallmeBeebo 

(47,318 I Mature I WIP)

Freshmen year starts off with Stiles and Scott rooming together and moving in different directions.  Scott is excited to be joining a frat and Stiles is usually tagging along.  That starts to change once he meets the VP of Scott’s frat (Derek Hale) and doesnt mind going to the parties with Scott anymore.

i had the weirdest dream so obviously i had to write a fic about it

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They met at the park. It could have been a meet-cute, except Derek doesn’t do cute so it ended up just being weird.

Derek was taking Nora for a walk like he always does when she decided it would be a good idea to chase a squirrel and practically dragged him around, only stopping when another dog got in her way – probably chasing the squirrel too – and they started growling at each other.

“Hey, man. Control your dog, I’m not ready to be a grandpa!”

“My dog is a female.” Derek said, tried not to stare at the other guy’s hands as he struggled to hold his dog back.

“Well,” the other guy said, “how can you know under all – that.” He gestured towards Nora.

“She’s an Alaskan malamute.” Derek took a step back, dragging Nora away from asshole-guy and his dalmatian. “Much better than a dog that you don’t know if it’s white or black.”

The other guy stopped, looked between Derek and his dog. “How dare you.” He narrowed his eyes. “Leia is beautiful.

“Leia?” Derek asked, smirking. “What happened to creativity these days?”

“I’ll show you creativity.” The guy growled, much like Nora was doing, then took Derek’s hand, dragged him towards a bench and started to list all the reasons he named his dog after Princess Leia.

Nora and Leia ended up getting along fabulously, and as fate would have it, so did their owners.


“Unfair.” Stiles mumbles, watching as Derek heads to the bathroom. “I’m supposed to be going to work. Stop teasing me.”

Derek smirks over his shoulder. “Are you sure? I was going to ask you to join me in the shower.”

Gah.” Stiles says as his dick responds to Derek’s smile. “I hate you.”

Derek laughs. “I know.” He walks into the shower, moans purposefully loud when the hot water hits his body. Stiles yells at him to shut up and seconds later he’s joining Derek under the spray.

“You’re gonna kill me.” He leans in for a kiss, nips at Derek’s bottom lip as he runs his hands over Derek’s wet chest. “Fuck,” he moans when Derek presses him against the wall, rubs their dicks together, “you’re awful.”

Derek bites softly at Stiles’ pulse point, enjoys the moan it elicits from him. He’s always talking, moaning, yelling, seriously, Derek is the one who’s going to die here.

It’s been two months and they aren’t even close to getting tired from each other. It’s still hot, fun and - even more - exciting. Sometimes, in between fixing a car or two, Derek checks his phone, sends messages to Stiles, some of them explicit others just telling him about his day, the awful clients that destroy their cars and ask Derek to perform miracles. Other times, it’s Stiles that calls him, rambles about his dad and Leia, about his friends and what he ate that morning.

They haven’t talked about what they are – if they are something – but Stiles doesn’t seem in a hurry, so Derek isn’t going to force him, as much as he wants to.

Really, Derek’s got it so bad even his boss noticed and he’s seventy.

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Pack Mother - Derek Hale - Part 4

Characters: Derek Hale, Werewolf!Stiles, Isaac Lahey, PackMom!Reader.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Derek and Isaac had moved in and you were up to your eyeballs in testosterone. Isaac was sleeping on the couch, Derek in the guest room. You miss your privacy.

You came home late one evening, you had errands to run. You went upstairs, wanting to crash in bed. You opened your door to find Derek in your bed.

“Oh, really?” You crossed your arms and looked at him.

“Isaac’s in my room. I had nowhere to go.”

“Why is Isaac in your room?” You raise an eyebrow.

“He brought some girl home, I don’t know.”

“Derek! Oh my God!” You slipped out the door and swung Derek’s door open. You walked in and leaned on the wall. Isaac looked up at you and groaned.

The girl looked at you blankly. “Can I help you?” She smarted off.

“You can actually. Get out.” You point to the door.

She nudges Isaac. “You’re going to let her talk to me like that?” He shrugs and she pouts.

“I said out. Now.” You slammed the door closed when she left and you looked at Isaac.

“What the hell?” He got off the bed and put his shirt back on.

“Don’t what the hell me, Lahey. Bringing a girl home? To my house?”

“We didn’t even do anything! We were just making out!”

“I don’t care. You still brought her here.”

Derek opened the door and stood behind you.

“This isn’t fair! Scott didn’t care about this stuff!”

You scoff, “Was Scott becoming your legal guardian? No? Then I don’t want to hear it. My house, my rules.”

Isaac huffs and pushes past you, storming down the stairs.

Derek high fives you. “That was good pack-parenting.”

You laugh. “I cannot believe you let him in here with a girl.”

“Sorry. That was bad pack-parenting. He’s done it before so I didn’t really think much of it.”

“He’s done it before? In your room? Derek…he needs his own room.” You sigh.

“I can sleep on the couch.” He shrugs.

“No, stay with me. It’ll be 100% nonsexual. You can handle that right?”

Derek smirks. “Of course I can.”

That day he moved all of his stuff in, you were now sharing a closet with a man who you’d just met. You’d kissed for maybe fifteen seconds, but you just met. “What side of the bed do you sleep on?” He turned and looked at you.

“In the middle…so pick whichever side you want.” You say, moving your clothes over in the closet.

Stiles has been in and out of the house all day. He’s decided that you and Derek are the only ones that can calm him down.

“Why is Jackson such a huge idiot?” He stormed in and sat on your bed.

“All right then..” You muttered before sitting beside him. “What’d he do now?”

“He said that I’ll never be as good of a werewolf as him, so when I got angry he laughed at me. He’s showing off for Lydia.” He grunts.

You roll your eyes. “I just talked to him about this..Stiles don’t let it get to you. If I’m being honest I think that he’s a little worried about you and Lydia. You’re stepping in on his lady, Stiles.” You nudge him and he laughs.

“I don’t mean to…I just can’t help it. She’s just..” He lays back on the bed and groans. “She’s so pretty and she’s got the greatest personality. I just don’t know how she can stand to be with him. He’s a dumb jock, that’s all he is. She’s too smart to be with him. I get her, I get her sense of humor and I get her smart little fun facts. I just really like her, y'know? I do everything I can not to screw up around her and Jackson always makes me look stupid.” He sighs.

Derek joins the two of you on the bed. “I know what you mean. Pretty girls are hard to get over.” He flicked his eyes over to you and smirked.

“Let me give you some advice. If you’re having trouble with Lydia just try being her friend. Don’t try to impress her, or show off, just be her friend. Go out on friend dates with her and Jackson, no matter how much it hurts because that’s going to show that you aren’t around just to get in her pants. It’ll show her you’re trustworthy.” Derek smiles at him.

“I never really have tried being her friend…” Stiles says quietly. He jumped off the bed quickly.

“So, quick question…”

“What?” You look up at him.

“When’s the next full moon?”

“Monday, why? Do you need us?”

Stiles nods, “Okay, thanks guys. I have to go be Lydia’s friend now.” He jogs out of the room and you look at Derek.

“Such a spaz.” He says under his breath and you smack his arm.

“Leave him alone.” You defend the younger boy.

“Fine. Sorry.” Derek throws his hands up on defense, a smile playing on his lips. “Let’s go out tonight.” He looks at you.

“I uh..where?” You stand up, pulling the hoodie you were wearing down.

“Let’s go to a club. You know, where we can drink and not have to worry about teenaged werewolves.” He laughs.

You snort, “That’d be great.”

“It’s a plan?” He asks you.

“It’s a plan.” You repeat, high fiving the much taller werewolf in front of you. You glance at the clock. “That means I should start getting ready. Can you call Isaac and talk to him? He probably won’t answer if I call. Just tell him what’s going on and that he gets his own room now.” You grab your makeup bag as Derek nods. You go to the bathroom, turning music on loudly. You go back to your room to pick a dress out before retreating back to the bathroom.

You finish getting ready and you head downstairs. You find Derek in a tight white button down shirt and dress pants. You feel your breath hitch when you see him. He smirks at you. “I talked to Isaac…are you ready?”

You nod, the both of you going out to his car. You arrive at the club, the line surprisingly short.

“You look drop dead gorgeous. I just thought I’d let you know.” He smirks down at you and you blush.

“You don’t look too bad either.”

You’re standing in line talking when you’re approached by a young girl. “Derek? You’re Derek Hale right?”

Derek turns and looks at her, nodding. “Can I help you?”

“You’re an alpha, right? You know what to do.”

“I’m not exactly sure what you’re asking me.”

“I-I’m pregnant. I think my water just broke. I need help.”

Your eyes go wide and Derek turns to look at you.

“I’m not Derek Hale but I can help you.” You say, stepping out of line. You take the young girls arm.

“I can’t go to the hospital. My mom doesn’t know I’m pregnant. I can’t go.”

Derek takes her other arm. “Let’s get her in the car.”

You help her into the backseat and sit with her. “Derek, take her back to the house.” You arrive at the house and you help her inside, setting her up in Isaac’s room. You take all the sheets off the bed and put a towel down over the mattress protector. You cover her up and sit beside her. Derek stands in the doorway, watching.

“How old are you, sweetie?” You press a cool rag to her head.

She groans, you can see her contracting. You take her hand and let her squeeze. She’s not talking through the contraction so you figure she must be close.

You stand at the edge of the bed. “Is it okay if I look?” She nods.

“I’m fourteen, by the way. I’m pretty sure the baby’s a werewolf too.”

You nod and look under her dress. “Derek, she’s crowning already.” Can you come in here and take her hand.

He nods and comes in, making conversation with the girl.

“Honey, what’s your name?”

“My name’s Brittany.”

“Okay, Brittany..I’m going to need you to push. Can you do that? I’m going to count down from ten and I need you to push while I count.”

She nods and squeezes Derek’s hand.

“1..2..3..push.” She begins pushing and you count down. This goes on for about twenty minutes. “Derek can you get me the blanket on the couch?” He nods and jogs downstairs.

“One more push, Brittany.” She pushes and you hold the baby as it comes out. “It’s a boy.” You smile.

Derek returns and you wrap the baby up. “I need scissors.” He grabs them from the bedside table and you cut the cord, careful not to cut too close.

You hand the boy to Brittany. She cries as she takes him. “Thank you so much. Thank you.”

“Can I get you anything?” You smile at her and she shakes her head.

“I’m okay. Thank you.”

“We’ll leave you be. We’re going to be downstairs if you need us.” She nods and you and Derek leave the rooms.

“So much for going out.” You look at him and he smirks.

“I still got to see you in this hot dress. I found it painstakingly sexy watching you deliver a baby in heels. You’re so badass.” He gives you a once over.

You push him playfully. “Shut up. I’m just doing what I have to.”

Isaac walks in the door and starts to go upstairs. “Ah..wait.” You holler.

“What?” He turns and looks at you.

“You don’t want to go in there. I’m not giving details just don’t go in there. You can sleep down here tonight.”

He groans and flops down on the couch. “Okay..”

You go to the kitchen and sit a bottle of wine on the counter, Derek smirking. “Yeah?” He asks.

“Oh yeah.” You nod and pour you both a glass. You hop up on the counter. “I just delivered a baby. I don’t how these things just casually happen to me.”

Derek laughs. “You get used to it. I was hoping we’d hang out more tonight but…”

“We’re hanging out now aren’t we?” You and give him a sly look.

You spend the rest of the night talking and laughing. You got to know each other better. You’d checked in on Brittany before going to bed but she was asleep.

You’re awoken at 6 a.m by screeching. You groan and get up. Is there a baby in the house? There’s a baby in the house. You walk across the hall to Isaac’s room to check on Brittany and the baby. When you open the door you only see the baby. You pick him up and cradle him. You yawn as he begins to calm down. You carry him to the bathroom to see if Brittany’s there. Nope. You go down to the kitchen to find a note. You read it and you panic. “Derek! Derek, come here!” You heard him get out of bed and come downstairs quickly. You must’ve woken Isaac too because he came shuffling into the kitchen.

Derek comes in looking like an adorable mess. He has no shirt on, just pajama pants and his hair’s sticking up everywhere. “What’s going on?”

You hand him the note. “Brittany left. She left the baby here. She said she doesn’t care what we do with him.” Derek’s eyes meet yours and you can smell the anxiety on him, the baby beginning to scream.

“I for one hate the kid already.”

“Isaac, shut up.” You and Derek say in unison. No one speaks for awhile. You and Derek just stare at each other, having a silent conversation.

anonymous asked:

Small headcanon where Derek doesn't know that Stiles leaves flowers at the Hale family grave whenever he visits his moms and when he finds out he hugs Stiles cause he's no long the only one that remembers what happened to his family. After that Stiles starts growing flowers at the old hale house and Derek kisses him cause his home no longer smells like smoke. And after they start dating, whenever its the anniversary of the fire, Stiles grieves with Derek. Stiles is not ashamed to cry with him.

Originally posted by toqaahmed

My heart! NO!!

I can imagine Stiles saves up all his pocket money to buy the flowers (because they’re not cheep) but eventually he has to start saving so he grows them on the graves and on the Hale estate, nice smelling ones and some of Derek’s mother’s favourites. 
And in return, Derek grieves with Stiles and the Sheriff on the anniversary of Claudia’s death.

Masterlist

So a lot of people have asked me if I have a masterlist so I have decided to make one!

The Flash imagines

Joe embarrasses you and Barry
Barry grieving over your death
Barry finding out you are a villain ½
Barry finding out you are a villain 2/2
Barry finding out you are a burlesque dancer
Being a villain and dating Barry
Barry finds out you are a meta human
Being a villain and helping Barry find Zoom
Having to choose between Barry or Pietro
Forming an alliance with Dr Wells
Barry over hears you confessing your feelings for him
You and Cisco being like partners in crime
Barry gets jealous of Earth 2 Barry flirting with you
Fighting alongside The Flash and your mask falls off 
Earth 2 you is friends with Killer Frost and Deathstorm
Barry realises his feelings for you after you kiss Earth 2 Barry
Using your meta human powers against The Flash which turns Killer Frost on
Going to Earth 2 and Killer Frost is shocked to see you
Making plans with your boyfriend Wells to take down The Flash
Celebrating your birthday with Team Flash
Going on a secret date with Zoom
Team Flash and Snart babysitting you 
Snart finding out you are an experiment 
Team Flash and Snart are worried when you get kidnapped
Dating Wells and Barry tells you he’s the reverse flash
Telling Wells you know he’s the reverse flash

BBC Merlin imagines

Arthur watching you leave Camelot
Taking over Camelot with Morgana
Merlin knowing that you wouldn’t leave  Camelot without him
Merlin waking you up after a night drinking with Gwaine
Being Arthur’s cousin and the knights of Camelot flirt with you
Dancing with Merlin at a ball
Arthur finding out you are a princess and warrior of your kingdom
Your brother Arthur teasing Merlin about his crush on you (Part 1)
Your brother Arthur teasing Merlin about his crush on you (Part 2)
Watching Arthur fall in love with another woman
Seeing Merlin and Freya kiss (Part 1)
Seeing Merlin and Freya kiss (Part 2)

Harry Potter imagines

Standing up for Hermione when Draco picks on her
Draco sees you with another guy after you two broke up
Being Fred and George’s triplet and shocking Oliver with how you feel about him
James telling you that he isn’t like the other guys
George regrets leaving you

Teen Wolf imagines

Liam practising flirting on you
Stiles finding out Theo hit Lydia
Sheriff Stilinski being happy you and Stiles are back together
Liam getting jealous of your ex boyfriend Isaac
Lydia seeing you die in her dreams
Phoning your sister Allison’s phone because you miss her
Stiles wants you by his side at the hospital instead of Malia
Telling Scott you’re leaving Beacon Hills
Stiles taking taking somewhere for your birthday
Stiles asking Derek to come back
Derek comes back to kick Theo’s ass
Going on your first date with Theo
Theo came back to Beacon Hills not only for the park but also for you
Having a motherly instinct towards Liam
The dread doctors bringing your friends back to life
First kiss with Theo
Lydia finding out you have a crush on her
Malia is jealous of you and Lydia hanging out
Having a comeback to all of Liam’s pick up lines
Derek blaming himself when you got hurt
How the Season 5 trailer should’ve ended
Being the first to meet Void  Stiles
Isaac being your older brother
Finding out your friends Stiles and Lydia are together
Stiles confessing his love to you
Being pack mom and comforting Liam
Going to save Lydia from Eichen House
The Dread Doctors bringing you back from the dead and you see Stiles
You and Derek comforting Liam because you are the pack mom
Scott and Stiles realising that their fighting is hurting you
Convincing Derek to come to the pack’s graduation
This song describe’s yours and Liam’s relationship
You and Lydia catch Stiles and Jackson making a bet about you
Liam trying to get you to take a break from studying
The pack being overprotective when you (a siren) have a date
Isaac coming back from France because you need his help
Lydia looking for you after she escaped Eichen
Stiles hearing your voice after you decide to come back from France to save Lydia
Getting captured by the Dread Doctors while saving Lydia
Trying to calm Liam down with Scott and Stiles
Dating Liam and Scott and your grandmother Araya don’t approve
The pack’s reaction to your (Araya’s granddaughter) fighting skills
Stiles meeting your sister Max Black
You and the pack have to help save Void!Stydia
Stiles video chatting you

Disney Descendants imagines

Mal being mean to you and you confront her
Evie having a girl crush on you
Meeting your brother Ben for the first time and you are a grew up on the Isle of the Lost
Jay and Carlos fighting for your attention
Being Evie’s best friend and Mad Hatter’s daughter
Mal finding out you are Merida’s daughter
Game of Thrones imagines
Jojen finds out the Lannisters killed your family
Daenerys finds out you are the lost Targaryen
Being betrothed to Robb Stark but Joffrey wants you to marry him instead
Meeting your friend Arya and finding out she is blind
Having a fight with Robb about telling everyone you’re together

Shadowhunters imagines

Being Izzy’s parabati and secretly dating Alec
Having your first kiss with Alec
Jealous Alec
Fighting on a mission with your parabati Izzy
Making out with Alec and Jace and Izzy interrupt you
Being Clary’s best friend and meeting Simon
Alec falling in love with you when he first sees you
Telling Malec how frustrated that they’re not together
Males taking care of you on a bad mental health day

The Originals imagines

Not being intimidated by Klaus
Teasing Klaus and you think you’ve hurt him (Part 1)
Teasing Klaus and you think you’ve hurt him (Part 2)
Rebekah getting you to turn you’re humanity back on
Klaus comforting you after Katherine dies

The Walking Dead imagines

Meeting Carl after you defend yourself

Supernatural imagines

Dean is your date to your sister’s wedding
Being Scottish just like Rowena
Dancing with Castiel and the Winchesters laugh at you
Commenting on Dean and Cas’ “intense staring”
Dying in Sam’s arms
Having a stand off with Dean
Dean being overprotective when you go to a bar
Fighting with Dean when you reunite with Team Free Will after a year
Meeting Teen! Dean in a police station
Finding a way for Teen! Dean to sneak out and go to the dance with you
Teen!Dean finding it cute when you blush at his compliments
Being a hunter and thinking Dean and Sam are cosplaying as the book characters
Seeing the Winchesters a year after you left them
Being in a coma and the Winchester’s blame theirselves

Agents of Shield imagines

Getting Ward to admit he still loves Daisy
Daisy visiting you in hospital
Accidently confessing that you think Lincoln is cute
Being happy Fitz is going to dinner with Simmons
Being drunk and telling Agent May you think her glare is sexy
Going to a bar with Simmons
You find out Skye used to be a singer
Realizing that Fitz has an obsession with monkeys
Turning against S.H.I.E.L.D. after Coulson killed Ward
Fitz being in love with you but knows May is protective of you

The Vampire Diaries imagines

Telling Stefan you are leaving Mystic Falls

Marvel imagines

Choosing Tony’s side over your boyfriend Steve
Choosing between your best friends Tony and Steve
Saving your best friend Rocket
Having a dance off with Peter Quill
Helping Bucky with remember his past
Teasing Thor about Steve moving Mjolnir
Being old friends with the Maximoff Twins
Being Tony’s sister and flirting Steve which annoys Tony
Tony saying he loves you at yours and Steve’s engagement party
Tony letting go of his playboy attitude around you
Tony getting flustered when you compliment him
Meeting with Natasha for a mission and she flirts with you
Your dad Tony being overprotective
Tony and Steve stop fighting because you are dying
Meeting Spiderman and you fall in love instantly
Scott finding out you are Luis’ girlfriend
Being Peter’s older sibling and falling for Bucky
Kurt and Dave teasing you for your crush on Luis
Scott introducing you to Kurt, Dave and Luis
Kurt, Dave and Luis comforting you after a bad date
Scott trying to get you with Luis
Kurt having a crush on you
Erik Lensherr hitting on you
Kurt carries you upstairs after a heist
Luis, Dave and Scott trying to get you and Kurt together
Falling asleep on Kurt’s shoulder

Gotham

Telling Jerome you’re sick of working for Galavan
Jerome being confident that you’ll be his even though you reject him

Suicide Squad

Being recruited to be part of the Suicide Squad
Meeting Harley Quinn
Going to a party with Harley
Being partners in crime with Harley
El Diablo seeing you walk down the aisle
Teasing Deadshot with your best friend Harley
Flirting with Rick Flag
Teasing Rick Flag
Harley asking you to join the suicide squad
Flirting with El Diablo
El Diablo having a crush on you
Telling Joker that you know he lied about Jason’s death
El Diablo getting protective when you get teased
El Diablo and Joker likes you
El Diablo finding out you’re a maid
El Diablo catching you checking him out
Being a klutz in front of the Suicide Squad
Singing with El Diablo and he catches on fire
Captain Boomergang trying to court you
Joker making you blush
Being El Diablo’s playboy bunny
Harley interrupting you and Diablo’s romantic moment
El Diablo being protective of you
Being Batman’s sister and Harley loves you
Taking a bullet for El Diablo
Batman catching you and Joker making out
El Diablo hearing your name when being tortured
Flirting with Harley whenever you see her
The Squad’s reaction to you being immortal
Long Rick Flag imagine
Harley flirting with Female!Cop

Batman V Superman

Lex convincing you to work for him by telling you how important you are (Part 1)
Clark finding out you are a villain in Gotham
Refusing to help Batman until he mentions your ex Jason Todd
Clark putting up with you when you’re on a sugar high
Lex convincing you to work for him by telling you how important you are (Part 2)
Lex becoming obsessive when he first meets you
Lex gets jealous when he sees you dancing with another guy
Lex taking you to dinner and you reject his kiss
Lex kissing you because you had a great idea for his experiment
Sacrificing yourself to save Superman and your sister Wonder Woman sees you die
Nursing Lex back to health because an experiment went wrong
Being a villain and always flirting with Superman
Lex taking you to dinner to relax


DC imagines

Jamie Reyes taking you out to dinner
Laurel Lance asking you out during a mission
Snart saving you from your kidnappers
Snart finding out you are his half sister
Your brother Snart and LOT Team visiting you


Youtube imagines

Being Zoe’s best friend and Joe’s crush
Hilly and Hannah missing you
Cosplay video with Capndesdes
Joe being angry that you agreed to a date with Caspar
Being best friends with Zoe
Dan knows you saw the finale of Doctor Who without him
Joe misses you after you break up
Dan trying to tell you how he feels
Dan finding a Sherlock gif on your tumblr
Being Phil’s sister and dating Dan
Dan finding out you read Phan fanfics
Having sexual tension on Trial to Oregon with Joey
Markiplier hitting on you during a let’s play

The Maze Runner/Cast imagines

Newt being heartbroken when he sees you with Thomas
Thomas saving you from Cranks
Minho saves you
Thomas telling you he saw Newt as a crank
Thomas (Sangster) showing up on your wedding day
Your sister Teresa finds out you are dating Thomas
First kiss with Thomas
Newt thinking you’re dead but he finds you in The Paradise
You and Newt had a fight
Being worried about Teresa
Thomas finding out you survived the Maze
Being in the Scorch with the gladers
Newt gets jealous of you and Thomas
Thomas and Newt fighting over you
Minho being jealous when he sees you with another guy
Seeing Minho after you got stuck in the maze for the night
Newt’s face being the last face you see before the Maze door close
Minho beats up Rat Man because he hurt you
You and Teresa make a promise to have each other’s backs
Thomas letting how he feels about slip infront of your boyfriend Dylan
Recognising Thomas when you first see him

Sherlock imagines

Sherlock ruining a murder/mystery tv show for you
Sherlock asking you to get his skull back for him
Sherlock pranking you
Helping your brother Sherlock on a case which annoys Mycroft

Hunger Games imagines

Saving Finnick from the mutts
You blame yourself for Prim’s death
Finnick feeling numb when you die in his arms
Being in love with Finnick and watching him get married

Doctor Who imagines

Stealing the Doctor’s sonic sunglasses
Being Human Ten and Rose’s daughter
Sassy relationship with the 10th Doctor
11th Doctor gets jealous
Not liking Danny Pink because he insults the Doctor
Being the Doctor’s date to Amy an Rory’s wedding
The 11th Doctor staring at you
The 10th Doctor saves you from a boring day at work
Clara hearing you tell the Doctor that you love her
Clara getting jealous when Rory flirts with you
The Doctor walking in on you and Clara kissing

Snart/Rookie!Reader

Bumping into Snart and he flirts with you
Going undercover at a party
Snart saving you when an arrest goes wrong
Snart asking you to help him
Realizing how Snart feels for you
Snart teasing you
Snart getting jealous
Realizing your feelings for Snart
Snart telling you he has to leave town for a while

Crossovers

Being a hybrid in Scott’s pack and your friends Izzy and Clary visit
Clark getting jealous of your friendship with Captain America
Team Flash find out you’re dating Peter Parker
Bucky helping you make Deadpool jealous

AUs

The Pack goes to Senior Prom Part 1
The Pack goes to Senior Prom Part 2

Dating Includes

Dating Gally includes
Dating Alby includes
Dating Minho includes
Dating Newt includes

steal-me-a-dream  asked:

Hey again! I don't really know how to ask this so bear with me; I'm looking for some fics where stiles and derek reunite when they're older, like it's been a couple years since all the shit in beacon hills and then they meet again with derek not being dark and twisty anymore and things like such. Help?

i think ive got just what youre looking for

A Guy Walks into a Bar by 42hrb (1/1 | 3,123 | PG13)

The last person Derek expects to see on stage is Stiles Stilinski, but there he is, looking like sex and singing like it’s what he was born to do.

Reality Is So Much Better by tabbytabbytabby (1/1 | 1,027 | G)

Stiles often imagined how he would react when he finally saw Derek again. None of those scenarios come close to what happens when Derek shows up at his apartment in Washington, D.C. 4 years after leaving Beacon Hills.

second chances off highway 1 by bleep0bleep (1/1 | 2,380 | PG13)

It’s four am at Hale’s, and Stiles Stilinski has just walked back into Derek’s life.

~

“Derek?”
It’s so soft and hesitant that Derek thinks he imagined it.

Potential by alocalband (1/1 | 2,071 | PG13)

Stiles finds him in a bookstore in Brooklyn and it’s like not a day has passed since they last saw each other, even though it’s been almost two years now. 

december to remember by Marishna (1/1 | 1,574 | G)

As he waited for the call to connect there was a tap on his shoulder and Stiles grinned as he ended the call and spun around.

Not his dad.

“Derek?” Stiles asked in disbelief.

Prologue // Somebody Else [A Stiles Stilinski Story]

Prompt: Stiles broke her heart and now she can never look at him the same. Even though they remained friends, she can’t exactly find it in herself to truly forgive him and he doesn’t know how to accept her new relationship with the one person he hates the most in this world. Overtime, you could say, they both eventually got over each other… or have they?

Series (collab with @sarcasticallystilinski): Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four Part Five Part Six Part Seven Part Eight 

Relationship: Stiles Stilinski x OFC

Warnings: Only kissing for now, but there will be future smut.

Word Count: 770

Song: Somebody Else by The 1975

A/N: Hello, there! So, I have some exciting news! @sarcasticallystilinski and I have come together to write you guys a really awesome story! I hope you guys like our collab!

“Are you sure we should be out here?” Katalina asked her best friend as they ran towards the empty lacrosse field, his hand in hers.

“No.” Stiles laughed, guiding her behind the bleachers. “But, it’s not like we’ll actually get caught.”

Katalina wanted to believe him, she really did. But, she was so afraid that a teacher would end up finding her skipping class and put it on her flawless perminent record. She can’t risk getting in trouble, not when her goal is to get in the best college of the state. Sure, she’s just fourteen, but, hey, it’s never too early to think about your future.

“Stiles, we should really go back.” Katalina protested, peering her eyes around the field as they settled. “I think we can still make it in time for our next class.”

“Kat, could you just relax?” The boy with freckles painted across his cheeks chuckled. “We’re behind the bleachers. No one can see us, therefore, no one will catch us.”

The young girl took a deep breath, looking hard into Stiles’ eyes to see a possible sign of doubt. When she didn’t find any, she chose to just trust him and, finally, smiled back at him.

“So, what do you have in mind for us to do?” Katalina giggled, excitement beginning to seethe in her veins.

“I don’t know.” Stiles shrugged, a smirk planting itself on his face. “We could play games, talk or maybe- this.”

Katalina’s best friend, the same person she secretly has a crush on but doesn’t have the courage to ever confront it, placed his hands on her cheeks and she could already feel a blush warm them. Her heart beat faster once she realized what he was about to do and she didn’t dare push him away. She wanted this, oh how she wanted this.

With their breaths hitching in both of their throats, Stiles nervously leaned in and placed his lips against hers. It felt so foreign to the both of them, feeling someone else’s mouth on their own, considering this was their first kiss ever. It was strange since neither one of them really knew what they were doing and the kiss didn’t last very long, only a few seconds.

Stiles and Katalina stared at each other, their cheeks flushed with blushes and they felt so nervous. Both kids embarassed at how akward they were at this thanks to their lack of experience.

“C-Can we try that again?” Stiles asked, anxiously scratching the back of his neck. Katalina smiled before gripping his plaid shirt and gently pulling him in, again.

It was harder this time and more urgent. This second one beginning to feel like what they actually expected kisses would be like. Stiles and Katalina meshed their lips together, doing everything they can to try and understand what felt good. Once they seemed to get a hold of it, they let themselves enjoy each other’s touch.

Both of their hearts sung and fluttered at how they were kissing each other’s crushes. Neither one of them knew it, but they were already in love at such a young age. And this bond between them was only going to grow stronger.

“What the hell is going on here?!” A familiar voice shouted, causing the two lovebirds to break their kiss.

A chill ran up Katalina’s spine when she turned around to see a very shocked and confused Coach Finstock staring them down with wide eyes and his hands placed on his hips. Stiles held a hand up to cover his mouth and hide the laughter that so desperately wanted to escape as Katalina stared at the teacher in horror. She didn’t know what to do or say, all she could really do was stand still in fear.

“Get back to class!” Coach yelled, both of them immediately following orders and running towards the school.  Finstock shook his head in disbelief, disgusted at what he just witnessed. “Ugh, kids. I’m teaching High School from now on.”

Once she realized she wouldn’t be getting in serious trouble for this little act of rebellion, Katalina let herself breathe again and looked over to a laughing Stiles. His happiness triggered her own and she laughed along with him, feeling all of the weight being lifted from her shoulders.

She felt light and at peace as they ran, a lot like how she always feels with Stiles. They were young, but in love and inseparable. And they would remain that way, even when the odds worked against them. Stiles and Katalina would always find a way back to each other, no matter what.

You bet your ass Derek Hale is a feminist, not like he had a choice growing up with Laura as his big sister and his mom being as awesome as she is. He didn’t even know he was a feminist until his first day of classes at NYU. Laura had signed him up for a gender studies 101 class and Derek was astonished to hear that some people don’t think women can do everything a man can do. 

He double majored in gender studies and English, he read every bit of feminist literature he could get his hands on, he went to protests, he registered voters, he was active in the community and known as a fierce ally around campus, Laura had been so proud.

When everything had gone to shit in Beacon Hills it had all sort of fallen apart for him, he stopped blogging, he lost touch with his friends back in New York, he had retreated into himself and lost touch with what made him Derek

So when he left Beacon Hills and moved back to New York to finish school he spent a lot of time trying to find himself again. He found himself in books, in people, in protests, in his classes. When he graduated a year later he felt more like himself than he had since Laura died, and it felt good, but he still felt like something was missing. 

Enter Stiles Stilinski. 

Derek thought he’d never see Stiles again, he had resigned himself to the fact that Stiles would stay in California and with the pack because that’s who he was and Derek knew he couldn’t be there anymore, it wasn’t good for him or for anyone. 

He thought he might be imagining things when he saw Stiles walking across NYU’s campus, thought that he had willed him into existence, but then Stiles stopped and gave him a huge smile. 

They got lunch, Stiles asked Derek what he’s doing at NYU and Derek proudly tells him that he’s getting his masters in gender studies.

Stiles gapes at him, then starts throwing questions at him about how he got into that, how he feels about XYZ political events, what made him come back to NYU, how he feels about feminism in the modern world, and Derek, well he’s floored because he loves talking about this kind of stuff, but more than that, Stiles is interested in it.

When Derek looks back years later he realizes that’s the start of it all for them, the real start at least. Stiles starts volunteering with Derek, he takes a few gender studies classes himself, on top of his engineering courses, he starts a ‘safe walks’ group on campus for anyone who doesn’t feel safe walking alone after the election. 

But they’re not dating. Well they’re doing everything that Derek would consider dating but they aren’t having sex or kissing. Until finally, one day they’re marching in a women’s march and they’re holding hands and Derek can’t help himself.

The crowd stops outside Central Park and Derek looks at Stiles who’s been screaming and cheering the entire time and he takes his face in his hands. 

“Are you finally gonna kiss me Hale?” Stiles asks him, a big smile on his face.

Derek nods just before their lips touch. It’s the best first kiss either of them have ever had. Stiles is still holding his “Mike Pence Has Never Satisfied a Woman in His Life” sign above his head in one hand. 

Their picture ends up all over the internet, neither of them are mad about it, in fact they use it for their first official holiday card as a couple the next year. 

And they still go to protests, they still spend their free time volunteering, they raise their two son’s to treat women with the respect they deserve, they raise their daughter to never underestimate herself. 

They also raise hell about reproductive rights, about equal pay, about LGBTQ+ rights, about  rape culture, about immigration reform, and racism. At the age of 43 Derek is elected to the US Senate for the state of New York, his husband and 3 kids are by his side when he’s sworn in.

||Anchor|| Liam Dunbar Imagine *ft Theo Raeken*

{Requested:Can I request an imagine with Liam where you all are dating and reader has been raised in an anti supernatural family (like Allison) so he doesn’t tell you he’s a werewolf and somehow reader eventually finds out?? :) <3}

“Hey Liam.“I greeted him as I sat next to him.
"Hey babe."He greeted back, kissing my cheek.
I heard someone clear their throat, making me turn to them.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt."I spoke up as Liam’s senior friends stared at me.
"Sorry (Y/N), it’s just that we’re kind of discussing something important right now."Scott explained.
"Oh, well I guess I’ll be going then. I’ll see you after school?"I asked Liam.
"Yeah-”
“Actually he can’t, we planned something tonight so Liam won’t be available."Stiles interrupted.
"Okay…sorry for interrupting again."I whispered before walking off.
I knew dating Liam would mean I would have to deal with his upperclassmen friends but never did I expect for them to take my boyfriend away from me. Once a month, his friends would drag Liam late at night and take him god knows where while I’m stuck at home missing my boyfriend. Liam also has the audacity to not answer me when I ask him about those nights or his friends.
"Miss (Y/L/N), if you are going to keep ignoring me when I call on you I suggest you stay after class for detention."My history teacher said, pulling me out of my trancelike state.
"Sorry Mrs. Marshall."I whispered as the class erupted in laughter.
What the hell are wrong with these people, what’s so funny about a teacher suggesting detention to some girl? I rolled my eyes and scoffed as a girl smirked at me. Liam turned around to face me, he always sat in front of me.
"You okay?"He asked.
"Always."I answered, sighing.
"Mr. Dunbar, I don’t need you disgracing Miss (Y/L/N) more than she already is."Mrs.Marshall stated.
The whole class laughed again, making me groan. I hate everyone is this class, they’re so immature and are a bunch of dimwits.
"Sorry Mrs.Marshall."Liam apologized.
She glared at the both of us before turning back to to board. Liam’s left hand extended out as he waited for me to take his hand. I happily intertwined our fingers as we both turned to face the wicked witch of the west- I mean history teacher. During the lesson, Liam started to stroke my hand with his thumb, making me smile as I squeezed his hand.
"Hey (Y/N), can you and Liam stop holding hands? It’s distracting me from learning important knowledge."Gibrana spoke up.
Girbrana was your typical bossy popular girl who thought she was superior to everyone.
"Pay attention to the front of the classroom, you’re in the front and shouldn’t even be looking behind you dimwit."I spat, making her laugh.
"Dimwit, that’s your way of insulting me?"She asked.
"Oh I’m not insulting you, I’m just stating facts sweetheart."I answered, making her furrow her eyebrows.
"You think you’re so smart, don’t you? You may be the smartest one in this class but we both know your boyfriend would chose me over you in a heartbeat.’‘She spat.
"As if."Liam scoffed,rolling his eyes.
"Was I talking to you?"She asked.
"Listen bitch, why don’t you turn around and pay attention so you don’t fail so miserably in this class."I snapped, making her glare at me.
”(Y/N), go to the office!“Mrs.Marshall yelled.
"Fine, I don’t have time to deal with intellectual inferiors like her."I spat.
I stormed out of the classroom and walked to the principals office. Maybe if I would have just kept my mouth shut, I wouldn’t have to be here. Who am I kidding, that was so worth it. I hate every bone in that obnoxious little bitch’s body. Right as I was about to open the door to the office, I felt someone grab my hand and yank me away.
"What the-"I started to say before I looked up to see Theo.
"What’d you do now (Y/N)?"Theo asked, making me scoff.
"You say that as if I’d been in trouble so frequently."I muttered.
"No, sister-”
“Don’t call me that, it’s weird."I said, making him laugh.
"What, because we’re step siblings now it’s weird?"Theo asked.
"Well it is when we used to hook up before our parents decided to start dating."I answered.
"Well I do miss those nights."Theo whispered, caressing my cheek.
"Stop it, we’re step siblings now."I said, shoving him off of me.
"You’re crankier than usual, are you on your time of the month?"Theo asked as he dragged me out of the school.
"Oh but on the contrary Theo, it ended last week."I answered, making him scrunch up his nose in disgust.
Theo threw me in his truck and sped off. Theo seemed anxious as he kept driving. The drive was long, and it wasn’t until the sun started to set that I asked him where he was going.
"You’ll see soon."Theo answered.
I rolled my eyes before getting comfortable in my seat and falling asleep.
(Liam’s P.O.V)
"I don’t get this, why can’t we just bring (Y/N) with us so she can anchor him?"Malia asked as Lydia chained her up.
"I could hurt her, and that’s the last thing I would want."I muttered as Scott chained me up.
Suddenly Scott’s phone started ringing, making Stiles finish chaining me up as he answered.
"What do you want Theo?"I heard Scott ask.
I furrowed my eyebrows and blocked every noise out but the phone call between Scott and Theo.
"You wouldn’t dare."Scott muttered as he balled his hands into fists.
"Theo, I swear if you don’t explain yourself right now I’m going to kill you!"I heard (Y/N) say in the background.
I felt my fangs and claws grow as anger stirred inside me. I yanked the chains off as my chest kept rising up and down.
"Uh Scott-”
“Stiles wait!"Scott yelled as he continued to talk with Theo.
"Scott, seriously I need your help here!"Stiles yelled as I ran past Stiles.
I jumped out the window, glass shattering as I fell onto my feet. I let out a roar as I ran through the woods, trying to find (Y/N)’s scent.
(Reader’s P.O.V)
"What the hell is wrong with you?"I asked as Theo tightened the rope around my wrists.
"Look (Y/N) this wouldn’t have happened if you listened to me when I told you shouldn’t date Liam."Theo muttered.
"What is it that makes you hate the idea of Liam and I?"I asked.
"He’s no good for you (Y/N)!"Theo answered.
"How would you know that?"I asked.
"You never once tried getting a long with him, you never tried to get to know him."I muttered.
"I know because he’s a werewolf, a werewolf who happens to struggle with his I.E.D!"Theo yelled.
I furrowed my eyebrows, confused at what he had just blurted out. I looked at him, studying his facial expression as he stared back at me, looking for an answer.
"Aren’t you going to say something back?"He asked, making me laugh.
"You’ve gone absolutely mad, haven’t you?"I asked, making him roll his eyes.
"Why am I asking, of course you are. You kidnapped and chained me up!"I yelled.
"And now you’re speaking of werewolves, you’ve surely lost your mind."I muttered.
"Theo!"I heard a beastly roar say.
I turned to see a male with beast like features, glowing golden eyes, sharp claws, sharp fangs, and pointy ears.
"There’s your boyfriend (Y/N), there’s Liam."Theo muttered, pointing at the beast.
I felt my heart stop as I looked into the beasts eyes. Behind the eyes full of rage, was the familiar blue soft yet soul piercing eyes of my boyfriend.
"Liam…"I whispered.
Liam simply ignored as if he hadn’t heard me. Liam growled as he circled around Theo, making me yank at the chains.
"Liam, Liam-"I started to say before Liam threw himself at Theo.
Liam clawed at Theo’s face, making me scream.
"Liam, stop! Don’t hurt him!"I screamed as I desperately tried to break free from the shackles on my wrists.
Tears streamed down my face as Liam kept clawing at Theo. Out of nowhere, Theo let out a roar as he kicked Liam off. I watched as Theo rolled his head back as his ears, fangs, and claws grew. Theo’s eyes glowed an identical golden shade as Liam’s.
"Theo?"I asked, confused and scared.
Theo ran over to me and tried to touch me but I backed away.
"You don’t have to be scared of me, I would never hurt you (Y/N)-”
“Then why did you kidnap me and take me here?"I asked.
"I needed to show you what Liam really was."Theo answered as he broke the shackles, letting me free.
Suddenly Liam grabbed Theo and threw him at the other side of the cave.
"Liam!"I screamed, gaining his attention.
He turned to me and snarled as I stumbled back, leaning against the wall.
"Liam, it’s me, it’s (Y/N)."I whispered as he cornered me.
"You might seem like a monster on the outside but I know who you really are, you’re a small tempered goofball who loves playing videos games with his best friend Mason, an incredible boyfriend who never ceases to amaze his girlfriend, someone who has a pure heart."I continued as he sniffed my neck.
"You’re not a monster."I muttered, letting a tear run down my face as we stared back at each other intensely.
As soon as he stopped growling, I took my chance and cupped his face.
"I love you Liam Dunbar…please come back to me."I whispered.
His eyes softened as they stopped glowing and flickered back to his powder blue eyes.
”(Y/N)?“He asked, his eyes widening.
"Liam, are you okay?"I asked as he cupped my face.
"Forget about me, are you okay?"He asked.
"I’m alive so yes."I answered.
"Did I hurt you?"He asked.
"No Liam, you didn’t lay a finger on me."I answered, making him let out a shaky breath.
"Thank god."He whispered.
It was inky then I noticed his fangs had retracted, but his claws and sideburns still remained.
"Why didn’t you tell me?"I asked.
"I wanted to keep you safe, I thought that as long as you didn’t know about me and the supernatural, you wouldn’t be dragged into it. I was also afraid you’d leave me if you saw the real me."He explained, looking down at the floor.
"I’ve seen the real you Liam, I know who you are."I mumbled as I caressed his cheek.
I pulled him in for a long and sweet kiss before pulling apart.
I noticed his side burns and claws had disappeared, he was in his human form.
"So you’re a werewolf, that doesn’t change who you really are. You’ll always be my goofball boyfriend."I said, making him grin.
"So you’re not afraid?"He asked.
"At first I was, but now I think it’s pretty cool. Is this why you refuse to have sex?"I asked.
"I would never risk you getting hurt (Y/N)."He answered.
"Yet here we are, on the night of a full moon and you haven’t hurt me one bit."I mumbled.
"You love me too much to hurt me."I stated, making him nod.
"I think Scott told me about this before, something about an anchor? His first love used to be his anchor, she’d keep him human whenever she was near."Liam explained.
"So does this mean I’m your anchor?"I asked.
’'I think so."He answered, making me grin widely.
Suddenly Theo groaned as he woke up, making Liam growl in his direction.
"Relax Dunbar, I’m not going to hurt my stepsister."Theo mumbled, making Liam furrow his eyebrows in confusion.
"Yeah I would have told you about him but you’ve been busy with your senior friends- who must be werewolves."I said, making him laugh.
"You’re incredibly smart (Y/N)."He said, making me nod.
"Scott’s the one who saved my life by biting me. Theo’s not a werewolf by the way, he’s a chimera."Liam stated.
"A what?"I asked, confused.
"Basically a cheap knockoff werewolf wannabe-”
“Watch your mouth Liam."Theo warned, snarling at him.
"Liam, stop!"Scott yelled as he ran in with Stiles and Malia.
"Stop what?"He asked.
"You’re too late McCall."Theo muttered.
"My sister-”
“Stepsister."I corrected, making him roll his eyes.
"Turns out my stepsister is his anchor."Theo muttered, leaning against the wall.
"So we ran all the way here for nothing?"Stiles asked.
"Stiles you took the jeep, Malia and I ran."Scott reminded him.
"Well the run from the jeep and to this cave was tiring…”

5

Soulmates Imagine.

Imagine:On everyone’s 18th Birthday a Tattoo of their soulmates name appears.-Part 4.

Ever since the night at the school you and Stiles had been stuck to each other. Every time Stiles wanted to explore you were the person sat beside him in his Jeep. Whenever you had any trouble Stiles would be straight at your side.

You would often find yourself hiding your tattoo from Stiles, scared that he would see it but with his birthday party approaching you wouldn’t be able to avoid it any longer.

After what seemed like years the day finally arrived. Stiles’ 18th birthday was here and he’d get his Soulmates tattoo. You knocked at his door your hands shaking.

Within minutes Stiles was at the door, a lazy smile playing on his lips.
Eyeing the big boxes behind you.

“Are they for me?“Stiles grinned.

"Uhh no, they’re for your dad"you rolled your eyes and smiled.

"Hi y/n"you heard Stiles’ dad call out from the kitchen.

"Hello Mr.Stilinski"you answered happily.
A couple of seconds later and Noah was stood at the door next to Stiles.

"Now y/n I know that you are responsible and you know that I love my house and my son…"He began to say.

"Don’t worry, tonight I will look after them both"you promised.

"I know you will, Stiles look after y/n"The sheriff warned before ruffling up your hair and returning to the kitchen.

Stiles’ eyes wandered back to the boxes stood next to your cars.
"Oh yeah, your presents"you jumped out of your position and ran over to your car.

You waved him over and grinned.
"So I know for a fact that you’re stubborn and you love Roscoe so you won’t get rid, I also love Roscoe the Jeep so instead of buying a new Roscoe I brought you everything you need to mend his broken heart"you smiled as you patted the hood of the loved Jeep.

You reached over and lifted the heaviest box, it had a bright blue bow on top.
Stiles opened the box and his mouth fell open. He looked at all the expensive tools and paints inside you’d even gotten him specific car parts.

"Y/n… you can’t be serious, this is amazing"Stiles blushed.

"We’re not done yet"you smirked as you wheeled out another wrapped box.

"Your dad is always moaning at you because when you investigate you pin all your evidence up on the walls and it leaves holes in the wallpaper so I got you this"you wheeled the gift over to Stiles.

Within seconds the colorful paper littered The Stilinski driveway, he pulled off the red bow to reveal a police detectives board, along with string, different colored markers and a cute box full of pins.

He turned to you and smiled, you’d never seen his smiled that big and it warmed your heart.

"Y/n Thankyou so much you are seriously amazing, you can read my mind, it’s like we’re soulmates and I just don’t know what to say"he exclaimed before pulling you in for a tight hug.

As soon as he said the word Soulmate you started to choke.
Stiles pulled away worriedly.
"Are you okay?"he rubbed your back gently.

"Mmmhmm, just swallowed too much air"you mumbled as you took deep breaths.

"I have to go, I’ve left your last present at home I’ll see you tonight"you lied as you walked briskly back to your car.

He raised his eyebrows at you before waving, as soon as you pulled out of his drive you called an emergency number from your car.

"Hello y/n? You’ve been M.I.A all day has Stiles got his tattoo yet?"Lydia asked down the phone, her voice echoed throughout your car.

"Uhm I think we should have a meeting at my house ASAP"you quickly said.

"I’ll take that as a no then"Lydia replied.

"We’ll be right there"Allison called down the speaker.

The five of you stood around your table.
"Does Stiles even know about the Soulmates Tattoo?"Malia asked loudly as she rummaged through your wardrobe.

"Yeah, we spoke about it once when we were kids"you replied before throwing yourself back onto your bed.

"Maybe he has it but he’s too scared to say"Kira offered her opinion.

"Hmmmm no I don’t think so, Stiles would probably tell Scott and Scott would tell me"Allison mumbled as she bit her nails.

"Y/n, why don’t you just wait for tonight we’ll all be there"Lydia sat down next to you, pulling out a brush and running it through your hair.

"What if he gets it and he doesn’t like it"you worried.

"Why don’t you tell him first"Malia shrugged.

"That’s not an option, I’m not going to walk into his house like ‘oh hey Stiles I got this tattoo of your name which means we’re somehow connected forever and I think I’m falling in love with y-

The girls stopped what they were doing and turnt to look at you.
"I’m not going"you simply stated.

"Stop being ridiculous if you don’t turn up Stiles will go loopy"Lydia pointed out.

Malia looked down at her phone.
Her eyes widening.
"Okay well we’d better start getting ready because it’s 6:30 and the party starts at 8”

Lydia leapt towards your wardrobe, pulling out a tight black dress, whilst Malia buried herself in your shoe boxes finally popping out to reveal a cute pair of pastel pink heels. Allison sat you down to do your makeup before she moved onto her own and Kira pulled out her hair curlers, working magic on your hair.

It’s was 7:50 and all 5 of you were ready to leave. As you piled into Lydia’s car you were having second thoughts.

Lydia looked back at you from the drivers seat.
“Y/n, no matter what happens tonight we’re here for you"she reached over and squeezed your knee as Malia and Kira squashed you with a hug.

"I love you girls"you smiled happily before Lydia started the car.
Within minutes you were hopping out of the car and making your way to Stiles’ front door. You could already hear the loud music and chatter of your high school friends.

When you walked through the door you were hit with the stench of Sweat and alcohol, red cups littered the floor and the smoke machine had clouded the room temporarily.

"Find Stiles"Lydia whispered in my ear before linking arms with the others, guiding them over to Scott and the rest of the pack.

You nodded before weaving your way through the crowd, it wasn’t as hard as you thought it would be because after a minute of two you were in the Stilinski’s kitchen.

The room wasn’t hot and stuffy like the others so you took a deep breath in, not realizing someone was watching you from over the counter.

"Is it that bad in there"Theo smirked at you, his eyes roaming over your body.

You cringed at the fact that he was mentally undressing you.

"I bet you weren’t invited"you mumbled as you walked over to Stiles’ fridge. Pulling out a bottle of ice cold water.

"What are you talking about me and Stiles are the best of f-

"Don’t lie"you rolled your eyes and made your way to the door, it was obvious that Stiles wasn’t in the kitchen so you didn’t have a reason to stay.

"I’m not lying"Theo called out.

"Bye Theo"you answered.

"Wait y/n"Theo shouted after you as he followed you out of the room, his hand reached out and took your arm.

His eyes caught sight of something on your wrist and he flipped your arm over to reveal the soulmates Tattoo.

"Well this is interesting"Theo hummed.
You yanked your arm back, hiding it behind your back.

"Does Stiles know?"Theo smirked.

"No he doesn’t, if you say one word Raeken I will-

"Today’s his 18th birthday, has he got his tattoo?"The boy raised his eyebrows.

"No I don’t kn-why am I talking about this with you, Theo leave me alone"you hissed before pushing through the crowds once more.

You finally made your way to Stiles’ bedroom, he wasn’t anywhere else so you figured he must be in his room.

You slowly opened the door and a gust of cold refreshing wind hit you instantly.
Stiles was stood at his window his head already half way out.

"Careful Stiles you might fall out"you laughed. He jumped at the sound of your voice, hitting his head on the window.

He spun around, hands holding his sore head.
Stiles’ mouth dropped open when he caught a glimpse of you.

"Wow, y/n you look beautiful, I mean you always look gorgeous bu-

You grinned at Stiles’ attempt to compliment you.
"Thank you Stiles, why aren’t you attending your own party"you asked curiously.

Stiles stumbled over to his bed and sat down. He was drunk.
"I was waiting for you"he hummed cheerfully.

"Well I’m here now"you nodded as you stroked his head.

"I still haven’t got my soulmates tattoo"he frowned.
Your heart stopped.

"Did you get yours?"he watched as your cheeks flushed red.

"Uhh yeah, yeah I did get mine"you said quietly.

"Why do you sound so down about it, Whoever it is he’s a lucky guy and don’t you forget it"Stiles wrapped his arm around your shoulders.

You decided that is was time to tell Stiles.
"Actually Stiles there’s some-
You didn’t get to finish your sentence because Stiles leapt up off the bed covering his mouth, he sprinted into the bathroom and you could hear him all the toxic alcohol exiting through his mouth.

You made your way to the bathroom and rubbed his back. After he was finished he washed his face and you rummaged through his wardrobe, finding him some comfy clothes to sleep in.

"Sorry about that What were you saying y/n?"he asked tiredly.

"It can wait, you need to get some sleep. Don’t worry me and the others will take care of everything"you smiled as you passed Stiles a water bottle.

Just as you were about to leave the room Stiles called out to you.
"Thankyou y/n, I’ve never said this but you’re a real gem, you always have been”

You smiled as you closed the door behind you. Making your way downstairs back to the party.

Unaware that Theo was lurking around upstairs.

6 hours later.
You had kicked out all of the students until it was just the pack left. Everyone had been tidying up for at least an hour when Stiles came trudging down the stairs.

“I missed it"he pouted.

"I missed my own birthday party how does that even happen?"he laughed.

Scott shook his head with a smile and patted his friend on the back. Scott’s eyebrows furrowed together and his eyes travelled around the back of Stiles’ neck.

"Stiles, did you not feel it?"Scott asked worriedly.

"Feel what?"Stiles asked confused.

"You’re soulmates Tattoo, you’ve got it, it’s on the back of your neck"Liam mumbled as he stepped forward to take a look.

"And who is it?"Lydia asked as she glanced at you.

"Are you sure you want him to read it out loud?"You quickly questioned Stiles.
Stiles hesitated for a second before slowly nodding.

"It’s… It’s Malia?"Scott announced.
You dropped the cup you were holding and gasped, you didn’t realize how loud you were.

"What?!"Malia almost screamed.
Kira and Allison glanced at each other with widened eyes, and Lydia was at your side immediately.

Scott’s eyes wandered over to you, watching your reaction. He caught sight of the swirly writing on your wrist, his mouth falling open slightly.

He kept quiet about it.
"My soulmate is Malia?"Stiles repeated confused.

Part 5???

So I'm gonna try this again

Imagine Derek accidentally stumbling in a wrong hospital room and makes friends with this elderly woman who’s kind and caring and doesn’t treat him like a monster and he grows attach to her because she starts becoming like a mother/grandmother so he makes it his mission to visit her everyday cause she’s as lonely as he is and she tells him stories from the old days and he enjoys listening cause he learning from them. Then Stiles finds out from Scott who finds out from his mom that Derek has been visiting a patient and because he’s the nosey person he is Stiles just has to find out who Derek keeps going to see, not just out of curiosity but because he’s worried cause Derek and people skills are not good. But what he does find is a genuine smiling Derek with dimples and bunny teeth, listening to this old lady talk and the sight was so precious Stiles has to leave before his heart completely melts to goo. Stiles keeps the memory in his heart and he makes it his own personal mission to make Derek smile like that every single day.

Two's Company - Stiles Stilinski

Characters: Scott McCall, Lydia Martin, Stiles Stilinski, Reader.

I usually don’t do summaries on my imagines but I feel like this needs one. Stiles and Y/N find out that she’s expecting.

Originally posted by sarcasticallystilinski

You’d lost your virginity to Stiles. It was your one year anniversary and you’d been planning it. You knew he wasn’t a virgin and that didn’t bother you, and it didn’t bother him that you were a virgin. It went about the way you’d expect your first time to go, it wasn’t great but it was special. Had you used protection? You couldn’t remember. Did you use protection the last times you two had sex? You remember you did at least once.

“Y/N..?” Scott approaches you at your locker.

“Hey, Scott.” You smile as you grab your books.

“Can I talk to you?” He asks awkwardly.

You grab Stiles’ jacket from the hook in your locker and you put it on before closing it. “Of course. What’s up?”

“Follow me.” He was acting weird. You followed him behind the stairs and he scratched the back of his neck.

“You and Stiles have uh…had sex right?”

You look at him oddly. “He told you didn’t he? I told him not to make it a big deal..” You blush.

“Yeah, he told me.” He chuckles. “Did you guys…cover up?”

“Why?” You look up at him.

“Just tell me.” He says.

“Why, Scott?” You push.

“Y/N, just please answer the question!” He yells and you step back from him.

“I don’t remember. There. I answered your incredibly invasive and unnecessary question.” You spin on your heel and start to walk away.

Scott grabs your arm. “Y/N, I think you’re pregnant.”

You stop dead in your tracks. When was your last period? You think back, counting on your fingers. You hadn’t even noticed when it didn’t come. You turn to face Scott. “What do you mean?”

“I…hear two heartbeats.” He extends his hand towards your stomach. “May I?” You nod, in shock. He places his hand on your stomach, biting his lip. “Y/N…I’m sorry.”

You shake your head fiercely. “No. It’s not true.” Scott looks at you, biting his lip. “Scott, you’re lying.”

He looks at his feet. “I’m sorry. I just…I’d tell Stiles soon.”

You let out a big breath, running up the stairs to your first period class.

Thoughts run through your head. Is this why you’d been stealing all of Stiles’ clothes? You’d noticed your clothes were a bit tight so you’d been wearing your boyfriend’s things. Is this why you’ve cried so much? Is this why you’ve thrown up? You’d thought you’d had the stomach flu. Is this why-

“Hey, babe.” Stiles interrupts your thoughts and you jump a bit. He kisses your cheek as you sit beside him.

“I-uh..hey.” You say quietly.

He drums his fingers on his desk. “I was thinking we could go to the drive-in theater tonight. I know you said you’d never been.” He smiles at you, planning your weekly Wednesday night date.

“That..that works, yeah.” You look at your hands.

“You okay?” He leans over and rubs your back.

“I’m fine.” You give a small smile. “I’m just nervous about the test fifth hour.”

“Oh. Yeah, I guess we should’ve actually studied when you came over yesterday.” He chuckles.

You just smile and look up at the teacher.

At the end of class you leave quickly, trying to beat Stiles.

You make your way through the day, only speaking when necessary. By the end of the day you’ve decided against telling Stiles immediately.

“Hey, Y/N. You coming watch to lacrosse practice?” Kira asks.

“Yeah, I’ll be right there.” You nod and she heads outside to the field. You follow soon after, sitting in the bleachers with your friends.

Your eyes land on Scott and Stiles talking, it looks serious.

STILES’ POV

“I wanted to wait for Y/N to tell you but I don’t think she will.”

“Scott what the hell are you talking about?”

“Stiles, Y/N is pregnant.”

“I don’t believe you. She would’ve told me.”

Scott shakes his head. “I’m sorry man.”

Y/N’S POV

You spot Stiles headed your way. He grabs your arm. “We need to talk.” You stand up and he leads you to the locker room. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He asks.

“Tell you what?”

“That you’re pregnant, Y/N! What the hell else?” He shouts and you flinch. “Babe, I’m sorry. I’m just…” He runs a hand through his hair. “I’m hurt that you didn’t tell me, and I just..I’m freaked out.”

“You don’t think that I’m freaked out? Stiles, Scott told me this morning. I haven’t even taken a test, he just said he heard two heartbeats! I could have an arrhythmia for all he knows!”

“My dad won’t be home for awhile…lets go back to my house and we’ll take a test.”

You scoff. “And it won’t be suspicious for the sheriff’s son or his son’s girlfriend to pick up a pregnancy test.

He rubs your arm. “I’ll ask Scott to get it.”

“No! Scott’s done enough.”

“Babe…” Stiles looks at you.

“No. He didn’t even give me a day to tell you. He’s gone too far. I’ll ask Lydia.”

You walk out of the locker room and text Lydia. When she gets there you look at her, biting your lip. “Can I ask you a huge favor?” You ask.

“What’s up?” She smiles.

“Will you go get me a pregnancy test?” Stiles comes out of the locker room and stands behind you.

Her mouth drops. “A pregnancy test?”

You nod and sigh.

“Of course.” She rubs your arm. “It’s no problem.”

“Thank you for not making this a big deal.” You smile. “Meet us back at Stiles’?” She nods and takes off.

Stiles kisses your head. “Let’s go.”

You get to Stiles’ a few minutes before Lydia. She hands you the test and she smiles. “I’ll leave. Just call and let me know okay?”

You hug her. “Thank you so much.” She leaves and you run to the bathroom, taking the test. You cap it and sit it on the counter, walking into Stiles’ room.

“What’s it say?” He asks nervously.

You shrug. “I have to wait two minutes. I set a timer.” You show him the timer on your phone. You sit on his bed, playing with your hands. You glance at your phone? It has 10 seconds left. You stand up and bite your lip. 8 seconds. You start to walk towards the bathroom. 6 seconds. Stiles follows you, holding your hand, 3 seconds. You exchange a look and Stiles nods. 1 second. The alarm goes off and you sigh.

“I’ll stay here.” He whispers and you enter the bathroom.

You uncap the test and read it, a loud sob falling from your lips, you slide down the counter, crying.

Stiles runs into the bathroom and looks at the test on the ground. “Babe…” He whispers. He sits beside you and pulls you onto his lap. You bury your face in his neck, crying loudly. He rocks with you and kisses your forehead. “We can do this, y'know.” He whispers.

You hit his chest. “Don’t act like this is okay! You’re leaving next semester! You get to go to college you get to do big things! I’ll be stuck with a baby! So don’t you dare act like this will be okay.” You stand up and wipe your eyes, leaving his room and going downstairs.

He runs after you, chasing you down the stairs. “Babe, please!” He pulls you into his arms and sits his head on top of yours.

“I’m sorry.” You whisper. “I don’t think I can do this.”

All this bullshit I’m hearing from antis like “If Lydia really loved him since 3A why didn’t she tell him” or “Stydia is so rushed”. First of all, Lydia didn’t exactly have the best relationship history seeing as how the only boy she every “loved” was Jackson who mentally abused her and put her down and made her feel worthless so I can understand that she’d build up a few walls.

Then he went missing, locked himself away in Eichen House, and was then possessed by the Nogitsune, FORGIVE HER FOR NOT FINDING THE TIME TO TELL HIM.

Not to mention Allison died, so I think she’d be a little fucking traumatized. Following that, Aidan died (her sorta boyfriend) so it’s safe to assume that she didn’t feel safe telling him. She loved Jackson and he left her, she loved Allison and she died, she started caring for Aidan and he died. Sorry if she felt guilty and possibly unlovable considering how everyone she got close to ended up getting hurt. Can you imagine?

Then in season four Stiles was like, “Okay Lydia isn’t interested and things are going good with Malia, why not try it?” so because she’s a good fucking person she let him be, and although it killed her she wanted him to be happy.

In season 5A he was STILL with Malia and so Lydia found solitude with Parrish but not romantically, I REPEAT not romantically. Her best friend died and then Stiles wasn’t spending as much time with her and Kira was always with Scott. She needed a friend and because both Lydia and Jordan are both harbingers of death, they felt a SUPERNATURAL connection.

In 5B Stiles and Malia broke it off but GUESS WHO WAS TAKEN AWAY TO EICHEN HOUSE?

So tell me Antis, WHEN DID SHE EVER GET THE FUCKING CHANCE? First she had to be comfortable with herself after the damage Jackson did, she had to learn how to trust again, had to deal with her best friend’s death and live with jealousy boiling in her. TELL ME WHEN SHE HAD THE TIME.

Second Chance. (Isaac Lahey)

Originally posted by artisticlahey


Request:  Can you do an imagine where the read has Isaacs kid but doesn’t tell him because he had already cheated and got another girl pregnant. And 15 years later he finds her married and they start talking again but like as friends and she confesses that her child is his and how his reaction is. Sorry if that’s to detailed

Rating: angst/fluff

A/N: Sorry for changing the timeline a bit I made it 10 years, I hope you don’t mind. Please tell me what you think cause I feel like this sucked.

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It was quite a site. You stood observing your handsome husband cooking breakfast for your son. Ryan was truly a once in a life time kind of man, he loved you more than you thought possible. And he loved your son deeply, regardless of him not being his.

You remember one night, you were on the balcony looking at new paint samples to paint the apartment.

“What’s keeping you up babe?” He leaned against the sliding door. You turned around and gave him a small smile, “Oh, I just couldn’t sleep so I thought might as well make use of my time” He came and sat himself next to you. “What do you think about this one?” You showed him the deep teal color.

“Don’t you think that’s a bit dark for a bedroom?” he tucked your hair behind your ear gently.

“You don’t like it?” you tilted your head in questioning. He just smiled and kissed your forehead. “I don’t mind love, just messing with you” you playfully punched his arm at that statement causing a chuckle to fall from his lips.

He lightly stroked your cheek and pulled you in for a sweet, gentle kiss that lingered on your lips afterwards.

“I love you Y/N Gray”

“I love you too, Ryan Gray”

“Good morning mommy!” your son, Connor, jumped off his seat and ran to give your hips a tight embrace. “Good morning honey” you smiled and crouched down, collecting him in your arms to give him a proper hug. “Hey Ryan, I’m going to pick up some paint later today” you announced and kissed his cheek, while he kept his gaze on the pancakes. “Sure thing babe,”  Connor returned back to his chair, “coffee’s fresh by the way” your husband stated.

You went and poured him and yourself a cup. You leaned against the counter and admired your enthusiastic child as he waited for the pancakes and smiled.

“He’s a spitting image of him” you mumbled.

“What was his name again?” Ryan spoke in a low voice. “Isaac.” he nodded. 

“Ah, yes, Isaac”.

The best thing about Ryan was that you never got a hint of jealousy from him whenever you talked about Isaac, he understands that it is he who has you now. He already won.


Later that day, you were wandering in the store looking for the intended paint color but you ended up bumping to something hard which caused you to stumble backwards. That hard surface was the chest of an all too familiar face.

“Y/N?” he spoke “Oh my.. Isaac” he immediately engulfed you in a warm and tight embrace.

“Sorry,” he chuckled and let go of you “I just got excited, how’ve you been?”
“I’ve been great, and you?” you smiled genuinely, you were really happy to see him regardless of your past together. “I’ve been well, recently bought an apartment after coming back from Paris” you smiled.

“Who’s  the lucky gentleman?” he nodded at your wedding ring. “His name’s Ryan” you fidgeted with the ring while blushing slightly. “Hey babe did you find th-” Ryan stopped in his tracks and stared at the two of you. “Oh hey, Ryan this is Isaac, Isaac this is my husband Ryan” Isaac extended his hand and Ryan gladly shook it.

“Who’s this little fella?” Isaac crouched down to Connor’s level and widened his bright blue eyes once they met Connor’s equally bright and blue eyes.

“This is my son Connor” your face dropped at Isaac’s still frozen expression.

“Your son? Not yours’” he pointed his finger at you and Ryan.

“Come on Connor, I think that’s our que” Ryan held onto the young one’s hand and walked away. “Y/N?” your name fell out of his lips like venom, like he was angry. Although he didn’t have the right to be. “Why don’t you come by the house later so we can discuss this in a civil matter?” you spoke nervously. “Alright” his expression softened at how fragile your voice came out to be.
                  

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“Well that was awkward” you announced as you placed the bags on the counter while your son ran to his room to play his new video games. “What are the odds huh?” your loving husband stroked your arms up and down from behind in hopes to calm you down. “I’m scared Ryan” you turned around and buried your head in his chest. “You’ll be just fine babe, he seems like a reasonable man so that rules out him trying to take custody”

“CUSTODY?!” you widened your eyes as they met his.

“I thought that was what you were scared about” he panicked.

“I was just scared of his reaction” you squinted your eyes, glaring at him. “I’m sorry babe, I didn’t mean to put that idea in your head” he hugged you once more. “It’s alright” you huffed.

“How about I make some of my famous brownies for our guest?” your eyes lit up at his suggestion. Ryan made the best chocolate brownies you’ve ever tried. “That would be wonderful, thank you” he kissed your temple as a ‘you’re welcome’.


Once the brownies finished baking, the doorbell rang. “I’ll get it” you ran quickly and smoothed down your dress. “Hey” Isaac spoke firmly when you opened the door. “Come in,” you opened the door wider and closed it when he came in. 

“Can I get you anything?” Isaac shook his head. “No, I’m good” you contemplated on whether you should insist or not, but ended up giving in and sitting next to him on the couch.

“Why didn’t you tell me” he wasn’t angry anymore. He was sad, hurt even. “Why do you think Isaac? You cheated on me. And got her pregnant too” as you spoke, a lump started to form in your throat. “I would’ve stood by you Y/N” he stated with tears forming in his beautiful eyes. “I didn’t want you to, I didn’t want anything to do with you, I didn’t want to be  your second choice when it came to her” he ran his fingers through his hair and took a deep breath. “She had a miscarriage”

“I’m so sorry Isaac” you rubbed his back in comfort. “It’s all my fault, I hurt you, the only women I’ve ever truly loved” he was shaking now, tears running down his cheeks. “She didn’t want me to help, she was mad at me. And when I showed up at the hospital, she kicked me out” he took your hand from his back and kissed it tenderly.

“Please let me be a part of his life, help me make this right Y/N” you were crying too, you noticed when he wiped your tears.

“I can’t make this decision now, and I can’t make it alone. After all Ryan’s the one who raised him” he nodded.

“Put the fact that I promise you I’ll be a good father in consideration”

“I will Isaac, I will”

anonymous asked:

Oh god, that's just. Like Cora not really being Derek's sister and being a part of the Alpha Pack makes a lot more sense than what the show actually gave us, but that is honestly just a heartbreaking thought. Like, Derek in s1 & s2 with no family left except for Peter is awful, but imagining him thinking that he got someone back only for him to find out none of the memories are even real is just. </3 I can't even think about the look on his face when Stiles figures it out and tells him.

It’s such a completely crushing thought but it’s also so good that I’m kind of obsessed with the idea now.

For those just coming in, this is in regards to an alt!meta theory about TW 3A, wondering what if Cora hadn’t been Derek’s sister, but a member of the Alpha pack? What if Derek’s memories had been twisted by Deucalion at some point, so they could use Cora to infiltrate his pack?

And this makes sense for a lot of reasons. First off, we’re never given a clear answer as to how Cora would have escaped the fire, while no one else in her family had, and how she would have ended up in South America, of all places. Why would a scared eleven year old possibly end up there? That’s the kind of thing that just almost sounds like a lie, like they’d just picked somewhere super far away so Derek wouldn’t question why they’d never run across or heard from each other until now. And this would also solve the discontinuity caused by Cora’s survival vs the number of bodies found after the fire. They knew how many people died, how many bodies were recovered. If there had been one fewer body than there was supposed to be, wouldn’t Derek and Laura have looked for the survivor?

But they didn’t, because there wasn’t one.

But I have another question for you all: did Cora Hale even exist? Because, despite the fact that Cora was supposedly the same age as the rest of the teens, I don’t recall any hint of recognition or familiarity from any of them throughout 3A. Cora would have been eleven years old, in approximately fifth grade, when she died. That’s five years (or six, counting kindergarten) that she would have been in the same school, the same grade, some of the same classes, as Stiles, Scott, Lydia, Boyd, and Isaac, and while that doesn’t guarantee that she would have been friends with any of them, I would expect some hint of recognition from some of them. But we got nothing.

So, was there ever a Cora Hale? And if there wasn’t, if she was just a random stranger recruited by the Alpha pack, it would still crush Derek to lose that idea of family when the truth came out, but it wouldn’t be as devastating as thinking he had a sibling back only to realize she’d been dead all along.

But I’m going to take this further. Because why would a random beta decide to do any of this? To risk her life to infiltrate the Hale pack for the Alphas; a group she’s not even technically a part of since she’s still a beta, herself? What would she be getting out of it?

Her life, maybe? If she was threatened into it? Or maybe she was bribed? But… there’d always be the risk that Derek (and Peter, etc) would sense her dishonesty, or that she would turn on the Alphas/ask the Hales for help… and, really, why trust her to play a role for you when you can just… make her believe it, herself?

So imagine the Alphas taking a random beta –– maybe a stray omega they happen across, or maybe they let one member of their former packs live –– and incept her into believing she’s the fictional Cora Hale? Make her everything they need her to be to be the perfect spy, completely unaware of the fact that she’s not who she thinks she is? And they’d set it up so every few days she’d go out on a run and find herself standing in front of the Alpha compound, where they’d pull whatever information she would have gained about Derek and Scott, and then go back to the loft again, none the wiser.

So then the season ends, the Alpha pack is defeated, and the false memories start to chip away for both Derek and Cora… but they still feel like they’re family. They still feel irrationally protective of each other, still remember flashes of growing up together and even though they know it’s not real… it’s still a part of them now. And it’s the closest thing to family either one of them has.

…So what are they supposed to do with that?

Let's Not... Please

I want to start off by explaining my reason on making this post: a conversation I had with a friend did not go well. Of course, I love Cody’s villainous character in Teen Wolf and of course, this friend of mine hates Theo. It frustrates me because while we were watching the last episode, they had the nerve to state that, “Theo is still a bad person. He hasn’t changed.”

People should really stop hating on Theo in Teen Wolf. It pisses me off that even after season 5 has ended and Theo is back, some still have negative things to say about him. While you guys are hating on him, why don’t you also hate on Peter Hale? After all, this guy has done worse in the show, yet no one wants to call him out on his actions and why you guys do that, I still don’t know why.

You can not join a fandom and be fake at the same time because it just shows that you’re not a true fan. That’s like you hating Niall Horan from 1D because of his crooked teeth but once he gets braces and they come off, all of a sudden he’s “hot” in your eyes and automatically you’re a true 1D fan. Every character should be treated equally in this show. Everyone loved Void Stiles and Peter Hale so why can’t we love Theo?

Another thing I want to add is that Cody has feelings. Therefore, if his character is a villain and he’s the most hated person, he’s going to feel upset in real life. It’s not fair that Peter Hale or Void Stiles can be villains and we can love them but we can’t do the same to Cody.

Personally, I adore Theo Raeken. I think that he was great as a villain in season 5 and him returning this season makes me really happy. I know he’s not back to cause damage but fix it and thats what makes it more exciting. He’s realized that he’s done bad and obviously, there’s a part of him that is still human. He’s doing his best to make his life better and we as a fandom should understand that instead of bashing an actors character.

Please, I just want everyone to not treat Cody like this. I feel bad for him because some of us are supposed to be true fans of this show yet they want to find someone to hate on. For those of you who agree with what I’m saying, thank you.

Your love is needed for Cody, Theo, and I.

anonymous asked:

A month or so ago a couple of finches started building a nest outside my kitchen window and they ended up hatching 4 adorable sweet babies and i've watched them grow the past few weeks and today they all left the nest and i watched them all fly away and i've been crying for hours because i got waaay too attached to them and now all i can do to make myself feel better is imagine derek hale in the exact situation and stiles finding him crying in the kitchen about his smol babies flying away

I literally flailed in bed when reading this at like 2 am (?) in the morning, I was struggling to fall asleep but this put SUCH A BIG smile on this face omgggg I can’t thank you enough for sending this

That being said, I’m sending you all the hugs because I know exactly how it feels, I get attached to animals in a day. If I had seen those birdies growing up myself I’d be a sobbing mess as well

I can so imagine it though; Stiles has probably never seen Derek cry before. Even after the thing with Boyd (if we’re accepting 3b as canon, which I’m just going to do this time), where Stiles had stayed as everyone kind of dispersed, his hand resting on Derek’s shoulder and picking up every tremor, every shaky breath and quiet sniffle, he hadn’t actually seen a single tear. Derek’s head was angled away and there was water everywhere anyway, Stiles couldn’t say for sure.

And then one day, when everything has kind of settled down, Beacon Hills is quiet and the teens all finished their SATs and are relaxing and that gives Stiles even more time for his brain to bring up Derek and how he wants to just be around him some more. Some of the others are heading to Lydia’s pool or whatever but Stiles drives to the loft. He doesn’t bother texting because that’s never quite been a thing except for emergencies, and he doesn’t want to alarm Derek because there is no emergency. Stiles kind of worries about what excuse he can come up with for just wandering into the loft and he braces himself for raised eyebrows that demand an explanation but no. Derek doesn’t even turn to look at Stiles, even when he greets him. Stiles figures he must have interrupted Derek doing something and that’s why he’s getting the silent treatment but when he comes to stand next to Derek he sees tears rolling freely down his cheeks.

It’s a shock to say the least. Stiles’ jumps into action, heartbeat skyrocketing, question after question bubbling out of him - what happened? who got hurt? is Derek hurt? is he okay? - hands reaching out, hesitating and hovering until he dares to brush his fingers over Derek’s arm. Derek might not even have felt it through the fluffy sweater he is wearing. When he remembers to fall silent to give Derek a chance to reply because Derek isn’t interrupting him, still not reacting, or moving at all,

That’s when Derek looks over, eyes red rimmed and slightly swollen, glassy, new tears rolling down with every blink, and Stiles just wants to pull him into his chest and protect him from the whole universe - and then Derek says: “They’re gone.”

Stiles’ blood runs cold. His mind jumps to Cora and Peter. If anything would make Derek cry, it would probably be losing his last two family members for a SECOND time. He doesn’t know how to react, if he should panic and jump into action, try to find them, get them back, what does it even mean if they’re gone? Like dead gone, or out of town gone, or moving away gone? Why would they even up and leave all of a sudden? Last Stiles knew the three Hales had had no intentions of separating for more than a day whatsoever.

“What do- how are th-”

“They just, up and… left.” Derek’s voice breaks and what’s left of Stiles’ resolve shatters with it. He wraps himself around Derek, running a hand up to cradle the back of his head as Derek nestles in against his neck. He’s cooing to Derek, telling him that it’s not his fault and that there has to be an explanation and that he will find those two assholes and drag them back by their tails if he has to… when Cora and Peter walk into the loft with bags of groceries in their hands. They exchange a few looks with Stiles while Derek continues to lean onto Stiles.

“Wait what?” Stiles asks lamely, feeling the heat rush to his cheeks and glaring at Peter’s smirk. Stiles wants to slap him because Derek is upset and that is not funny! but he probably actually bites, which is why he stays away.

“Is this about those finches again?” Cora then asks with a sigh, coming over to put the groceries down.

“Finches?” Stiles asks.

“They’re gone,” Derek repeats, finally straightening his stance a bit and Cora just huffs.

“They’ll be back, they’re just learning how to fly.”

Derek shakes his head slowly. “They flew away. They’re not coming back. It’s been five hours. They’re gone.”

“Derek’s right,” Peter adds from in front of the window. “Not a single one of them to be seen or heard. They’ve grown up.”

“Oh,” Cora lets out. Even she looks sad.

“So… this is all about some birds?” Stiles asks, trying to grasp the mundane nature of the situation. He’s looking between the three Hales, who all turn their gazes on him.

“They’re not just some birds, Stiles.” Stiles might have gotten offended by that tone, because he just go the fright of his life (again) thinking someone had died, but it was paired with another sniffle from Derek.

“Derek named them,” Peter supplies.

“We watched them hatch and grow. Peter hung up like 10 bird feeders,” Cora said, moving around them to prepare dinner.

“Oh, I see. I’m sorry, Der.“ Stiles gives him a sympathetic smile. This time he doesn’t hesitate as he reaches out to rub Derek’s back. “I know what it’s like. I had a pet boa once.”

It’s the first time Stiles stays over for dinner with the Hales, and the start of a new tradition, and afterward Derek leans on Stiles and lets him play with his hair as they watch a movie.


((idk what this is I’m sorry!!))