life with derek fanfiction

Always has to be touching the other:

Derek. He’d throw his arm around her shoulder when they snuggled on the couch. When they went out to town, he’d be holding her hand the entire time. If she was cooking dinner, he’d come up behind her and wrap his arms around her waist and kiss her cheek. Even when they slept, he’d move in the most uncomfortable positions just to be able to touch her. He just liked to have his hands on her. And Casey? She loved those moments when Derek would just absentmindedly reach for her. When he’d reach over to put his hand on her leg while he was driving. Or when he’d help her clean just so he could bump into her and tickle her side when she wasn’t paying attention. She loved him touching her and he never wanted to stop.

C: Derek? Why are you calling me?

D: I was just wondering why you haven’t invited me to one of your parties recently.

C: You mean where you show up with at my door, shout “floor party!” & direct people to my dorm when they ask about food?

D: How about I bring the people AND the food. You just unlock your door in about 2 hours, capiche?

C: I’ve had the worst week & I really don’t feel like cleaning up tonight.

D: So… I’ll just bring the food then. Italian?

C: Italian sounds perfect.

Derek sees Casey on campus for the first time in a month

Valentine’s Day Fic Recs

Happy Valentine’s Day! Aka just another excuse for me to post the cheesiest, sappiest, fluffiest fics. So eat some candy hearts and enjoy some tooth-rotting fluff!

Never Learned to Go Slow | 14,492

In which Stiles is misery, and Derek is company. Or something.

Spin Cycle by ladyblahblah | 2,050

Stiles leaves his red sweatshirt in the washer and turns all of Derek’s underwear pink. A romantic comedy ensues.

The Valentine You Need by lielabell | 2,119

On February thirteenth, Stiles comes home to find a bright red envelope taped to the center of his apartment door.

Valentine’s Day Candy in Aisle Four by linksofmemories | 8,998

“It’s so commercialist, and all it does is bring people down who don’t have a special someone.”

“Basically.”

“Are you two seriously discussing your hatred of Valentine’s Day when a man with a gun is walking around the store?”

Who’s Going to Take You Home and Hold You by Rena | 3,234

“Right.” The guy clears his throat. “I’m Stiles.”

Derek snorts. “Did she bully you into picking a ridiculous name, too?”

Stiles gives him an indignant look. “It’s my real name actually. Well, not my real name real name,” he amends when Derek raises a judgmental eyebrow. “But trust me, you don’t want to know my legal first name. Over twenty years and my Dad still can’t pronounce it correctly. Hell, I’m not even sure I can pronounce it correctly, it’s a fucking monstrosity. Also, Miguel, you don’t have much room to talk, because I’m pretty sure you’re not actually of Spanish descent.”

Kiss Me Under the Light of a Thousand Stars by alisvolatpropiis | 5,631

In which Stiles’ Valentine’s Day love spell goes very wrong.

Or perhaps very right.

Beard Burn & Candy Hearts by BroodingSoul | 3,907

Everybody has a date for Valentine’s Day except for Stiles and Derek. Stiles proposes an anti-Valentine’s Day celebration, but Derek has other plans.

Lucky That I’m Yours Every Day by stilinskisparkles | 6,772

Derek doesn’t see how Valentine’s Day can get any better than a normal day with Stiles.

Choices by blacktofade | 4,846

Stiles receives a box of chocolates for Valentine’s Day. Unfortunately, the chocolates end up containing trace amounts of love potion.

love always wakes a dragon and suddenly, flames everywhere by decideophobia | 7,124

Anyway,” Stiles is saying, as Derek tunes in again. “Everyone’s busy and I don’t wanna spend Valentine’s being pitied by my dad, and you have your Forever Alone thing going on, so I figured we might spend Valentine’s being alone together.

Sometimes love is an obligation to your grandmother by relenafanel | 6,982

Derek’s grandmother relishes setting her single grandchildren up on Valentine’s Day. Only, less ‘setting up’ and more 'forcing them to run a singles-only scavenger hunt where the prize is love or at least sex’.

Derek never wins. Derek never WANTS TO win.

Knot As Expected by Trelkez | 3,993

“Congratulations,” Lydia said, shoving a bouquet of flowers at Stiles. “You have a date for Valentine’s Day.”

I Hate Dates by justiceandmight | 4,366

Stiles just wants to ask Derek to the Valentine’s Day dance. Is that so much ask? Apparently, it is.

Red Velvet by arrowofcarnations | 7,690

Stiles is pretty used to people coming to visit him at Sweet Stuff when he’s baking. It’s only when Isaac starts bringing along one Derek Hale that things start to get really interesting.

Hot for Teacher(’s Aide) by linksofmemories | 8,050

“He invited you to his apartment.”

“To do a lesson plan.”

“Yeah and to probably lesson your plan while you’re there,” Scott said, waggling his eyebrows.

“That made no sense, but you still managed to make it sound dirty,” Stiles said. “I’m impressed.”

Episode 112: All Systems No Go

C: *On the phone with Emily* The stress of everything just spilled out of me, Em.

D: I know you hear me calling you.

C: I mean, I know everyone isn’t like me but how can they go on living so unorganized?

D: You’re just asking for me to barge into your room.

C: I’ve decided not to be the source of the changes needed in this house but I can’t deny I’m hoping someone will. So this afternoon I exploded. I rattled off every mishap of the past 24 hours and shouted at my mom that it’s all her fault.

D: You SHOUTED at Nora?! I’m coming in.

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D: I can’t believe you shouted at Nora today. I knew you would explode like a freak but I figured yelling at parents went against th Casey code of conduct.

C: Oh no! I’m a monster!

D: And a freak. Don’t forget freak.

:…

D: Apologizing. Predictable goodie-goodie.

Mornings With Derek

Derek’s favorite part about waking up is when he stumbles out of bed to find Casey cooking breakfast. It’s nothing major just eggs and toast or sometimes bacon when he was really romantic the night before or waffles if she wanted a favor. But the food wasn’t the best part.

No, because the best part was when he got to come up behind her as she was standing by the coffee maker. When he’d get to just lean his face onto her shoulder and the little jump she’d do because it startled her every time. It was just a nice feeling to see her be taken by surprise and that smile she’d throw over her shoulder at him was more than beautiful.

Sometimes he’d just hold her, sometimes he’d tickle her until she yelled his name, sometimes he’d start kissing her shoulder and up her neck and to her jawline. She’d complain about his breath and he’d purposely blow it at her face. They’d start the bickering and it was all without heat behind it.

The morning would keep going on. She’d finish making breakfast and he’d pour up the coffee with insane amounts of creamer in both cups. They’d sit on the counter to eat because the table Derek had tried to put together fell apart after one dinner. (It was faulty bolts, Case!) And he’d slather his toast in jelly and butter and she’d wrinkle her nose as she dipped hers in the yolk of her eggs. Derek would wipe his face with the back of his hand and try to wipe it on her pajamas which make her real back and almost fall off the counter. He’d laugh and she’d scold and she’d take that as a cue to go get changed and ordered him to clean up. (If I cook, you clean.) So he’d protest but do it because it’s Casey and that’s just what they do.

They’d spend the rest of the morning fumbling around each other in the tiny bathroom. Derek constantly taking up more space than necessary to brush his teeth and Casey taking all the counter space with makeup and hair products. They’d shove each other and argue more and he’d constantly move her makeup in different orders to throw her off. And she’d flush the toilet when he hoped in the shower. So he’d shake his sopping wet hair right as he walked past her. And DER-EK!

But he’d walk to the bedroom and pull on his boxers and jeans. He’d toss a dress of Casey’s onto the bed before pulling on some shirt that Casey had bought him that was actually his style. Surprisingly. And Casey would walk in the bedroom and see the dress and put it on because she knows he likes it and sometimes she likes to agree with him. And they’d finish getting ready with less incidents until they were finally both at the door.

Derek would open the door for her and she’d walk out and he’d check out her butt as she walked by. She’d lock the door because Derek lost his key again. They’re classes were on opposite sides of the campus and before she walked off he’d pull her close one last time and kiss her with his hands in her hair and her hands on his waist.

Because Derek’s favorite thing about mornings was Casey.

It's Insanity, but...

Based on the following prompt sent to me by anon with feels:

Oooohhhh, I want the cranki-est little ficlet with single dad stiles with like a brangelina amount of kids and it’s someone’s birthday and the grumpy clown is derek. because dad!stiles makes me wanna have kids.

Sorry it took so long- and it turned out a little different but I hope you still enjoy!

Basics: Sterek, Sciles Bromance (as is my way), T, 5k, No Warnings

(ALSO THIS MIGHT BE A NEW LOW FOR ME IN TERMS OF TITLES. I am very tired. If you have a better one, please let me know.)

[Just FYI, this story has now been continued on AO3]

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The doorbell interrupts what had turned out to be quite the epic shoe hunt but, really, he’s grateful for the break. Or at least, he is until he heads down the stairs to grab the door, trips over a stuff animal of some kind, bashes his head on the wall and barely manages to catch himself from falling down the entire flight of stairs.

As with all things, Stiles would like to state, for the record, that this is Scott’s fault.

It was Scott who found out that the work of rogue hunters such as Kate Argent and the Calaveras had left many werewolf children orphaned. It was Scott who discovered that many of them had difficulties finding adoptive families or even stable foster homes due to their quick tempers, tendency to hear things they shouldn’t, propensity for smelling everything, and the small issue of sometimes turning into tiny werepuppies.

Yeah, apparently most foster parents are a bit freaked out by that.

But, still it is Scott’s fault. Because it was Scott’s idea that they had to help and it was Scott’s blend of resolve and puppy-eyes that had somehow convinced the over-worked social worker to allowed two unmarried 22-year old recent college grads to be foster parents.

That had been four years ago.

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Fanfiction Life

When you can’t find a story that fits what you need

When you can’t remember if something was canon or just too much fanfiction

When someone tries to tell you fanfiction isn’t as good or not real

When you finish reading a work in progress

When you find the fic that you lost

When the fic your reading takes an unexpected turn

When you realise how much time you’ve spent on fanfiction 

When someone tells you to stop reading fanfiction and do something productive

When the fic you’’re reading portrays the character you love 100% how you imagine them

Trying to explain something that happened in the fic you read to someone who doesn’t read fanfiction

When you come across an abbreviation that you don’t know

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Everybody needs at least one forced marriage in their lives, okay? Especially when the two participians are prince Derek Hale, an alpha of the famous werewolf pack and prince “Stiles” Stilinski just a human.

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“WHAT?!” Derek hollered into his phone.

“Yeah, I’m sorry, man, but I can’t make it tonight,” Sam’s voice said coming out of the receiver. “Apparently my sister had this fancy dinner planned for tonight so the whole fam can meet her new boyfriend.”

Derek rolled his eyes. “Which sister?”

“Katherine.”

Derek winced. Yeah, there wasn’t even a point in asking Sammy-boy to try and skip the meal. Katherine would castrate Sam if he missed something of hers and would probably come after Derek too if she knew he influenced the decision.

“What the hell am I going to do with this extra ticket then?” Derek asked, looking down at the two stubs he had laid out on his kitchen table.

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Before Episode 202: He Shoots, She Scores

D: You know what I realized? If you had the power you’d probably chop off the heads of everyone around you who didn’t bow to your will.

C: WHAT? That’s inhumane, not to mention disgusting!

D: That on top of your constant insane demands? I’m starting to think “Princess” fits perfectly.

C: You are SO infuriating!

D: Spare my life, please my princess!

C: Ugh! Go away, Derek!

G: Do you have everything you need? Money? Here’s some cash…

C: George, you already gave me emergency funds.

G: Oh, ok.

:…

G: Where did you put the pepper spray? It really should be right in your…

C: Right in my purse. It is.

G: Of course it is. You’re the most prepared person I know.

C: Bye, George.

G: Hurry back.

George says goodbye to Casey before she spends the summer in New York

Episode 203: Middle Manic

D: Alright, lay it on me.

C: Can we not do this tonight? I’m really upset about the breakup.

D: So I heard. Half the family filed through your room to be your after-hours shrinks. Marti even left during our exciting game of “Bunny Hop Madness.”

C: Great. Goodnight.

D: Don’t I get my turn first?

C: Your turn? Derek, you’ve never said you care, you’ve never acted like you care. If someone put you up to this you can save it. Emily’s calling me back in a few minutes. You’re off the hook.

D: Oh. Well. Isn’t this a pleasant change.

C: Goodnight.

D: Yeah. You too.

Episode 113: Male Code Blue

C: Oh, Derek?

D: No. No. No. There is no way you’re getting me to deliver one of your undercover spy messages to Sam when he gets out of the shower. That’s crossing a line.

C: Of course not. I know the code. I just wanted to check and make sure you were still upset about Sam & me dating.

D: So naive Casey. I could put a stop to all of this if I wanted too. You should be kissing up to me. Speaking of which Marti told me you put on an amusing circus act in the hall? Said you tried to strangle my best friend using only your tongue. I really don’t think that part of your act is working for your target audience.

C: Hmm. You know, you could be right. I guess that means much more practice will be necessary to hone my craft.

D: That’s not what I meant–

C: You’re so sweet to support.