HELP! So I've been an avid sterek shipper for the past 2 years and they are definitely my self-proclaimed OTP, but recently, I have begun to lose interest in it, and I'm sadly becoming numb to it... is there anything I can do to respark that love for them???
//Anon, I am sorry to hear that :( Sometimes, that happens. We move on, even from things we love. But if you want to respark your love, I will try to help.
The main thing I do to keep my love alive is to separate the pairing from the fandom and the show. That helps me the most. I love Stiles and Derek. Sure, I love TW and the other characters, but the reason I’m obsessed with anything is Sterek. I love Derek’s stupid face and his grumpy eyebrows and his tough exterior and his soft yet resilient interior. I love Stiles’ stupid face and his beautiful eyes and his ramblings and his idgaf attitude unless he loves you, and you better watch out if he loves you bc he will burn down the WHOLE WORLD to protect you.
Maybe you need a good fic. When I get on a string of blah fics, I lose interest. But a good fic, that period where you are pulled in and you can’t stop reading about these two idiots falling in love for the 239802394th time…it’s magical. I can rec you fics if you want, fics that make me love the pairing. Or you can go trope hunting, which is what I do a lot. I want…historical! I want sports! I want coffeeshops! I want college! I want kids! I want deputies, prostitutes, slaves, amnesia, magic!stiles, human!derek, high school…there are so many possibilities. Find fics instead of relying on rec lists. Read outside of your comfort zone. I think sometimes ppl get stuck reading only what they like and don’t branch out and find new fics that can be exciting bc it’s different. I read two fics recently that are not usually my thing. One had a lot of pot smoking, the other was hate sex/enemies to lovers. Neither are my tropes and I usually avoid them. But they were recced to me highly, so I gave them a try. And I LOVED both of them. They were different than what I usually read, but it helped me get excited and think about the pairing in a different way. Read a long fic, esp if you avoid them. I avoid long fics a lot of times bc I’m a slow reader and have limited time. But some of the best fics I’ve read are over 100k. Read short fics. I don’t read much under 10k, but there are some great short fics that can give you a quick fix.
I guess where I find the most feels for Sterek is when I think about them together in ways I want to see. I write fic, so I do this a lot, but I have friends who don’t write fic who come up with ideas all the time. I just love thinking about Derek and Stiles’ lives, in so many different ways.
Like, I like to think about them being domestic, coming home from long days at work and bickering over who didn’t do the dishes the night before and what to watch after dinner. Taking baths together and washing each other’s backs and pressing each other against slippery bathroom walls and dropping to their knees to blow each other right in the shower. Derek helping Stiles keep from getting too obsessed with anything and practice moderation, and Stiles helping Derek learn to open up and accept that he deserves good things, like a partner and a house and a Pack and a family. Waking up together and snuggling together, maybe lazy morning handjobs while they’re kissing and don’t even care about morning breath. Derek being there with Stiles in the hospital when his dad goes in for something, and Stiles going to Derek’s family’s plots to put flowers on their graves. Derek sitting in the car while Stiles goes to his mother’s grave and refusing to listen as Stiles talks to her. Stiles and Cora ganging up on Derek when they play board games, watch television, choose a restaurant, or do anything really, but Derek doesn’t mind bc he loves that Cora loves Stiles and just stares in awe as Stiles interacts with her like he’s known her his whole life. He thinks about how his mother and father would have loved Stiles, and how he wishes his family could have known him. He thinks about Stiles laughing with Laura and running through the woods with his human siblings, imagines his mom watching them with tears in her eyes bc she’s so happy for them. Stiles sometimes hovers in the doorway when Derek and his father are standing in the kitchen cooking together, or sitting on the back porch drinking beers, or sitting in the living room watching baseball games. Stiles knows that Derek can sense him, but Derek never lets on, just keeps talking to the sheriff. And Stiles can see the love and pride that the sheriff has in his eyes when he looks at Derek, and there was a time he thought he’d be jealous, but he’s not jealous, oh no. He’s so fucking happy because he loves Derek so much and Derek deserves someone to be a father figure, even though he knows it’ll never replace his own father. But he sees the way Derek almost craves the sheriff’s touch on his shoulder, his approval, the way Derek’s chest almost puffs up when the sheriff calls him “son” and the way Derek just lights up when the sheriff hugs him. He never thought his dad would accept Derek, but he’s adopted him like a second son. And they grow old together, get gray and get wrinkles, and they’re still sneaking off to blow each other in public bathrooms and pulling over on the side of the road for a quick handjob at 50 bc if anything, they’re more in love at 50 than at 25, and they’re both in such good places, with adopted kids and a strong Pack and it’s good, and Derek’s accepted it.
Or maybe Derek shows up in DC after Stiles moves there for school. He’s there bc he’s been making his way across the united states and now he’s stopping in DC, and he catches Stiles’ scent on the street and thinks, no, this can’t be Stiles. But he follows it one day, and sure enough, sitting at a table on the quad of a college campus, surrounded by stacks of books and clicking away on a laptop is Stiles. And Derek watches him like a creeper and feels something he can’t put into words- is maybe too scared to put into words - and then he leaves bc he doesn’t want to disrupt Stiles’ life. But Stiles, of course, befriends the wolves on campus and ends up at a full moon pack party and guess who is there? Derek fucking Hale, all long limbs and Henleys and scruff and Stiles is just fucking angry, but happy to actually see him, so he acts cool and sarcastic, and the other wolves are confused about what’s going on, which is to say NOTHING about the confusion Derek and Stiles feel, and they aggressively snipe at each other for weeks when they HAPPEN to cross paths (bc Derek just happens to go to the coffee shop and public library near campus, and Stiles just happens to pester his wolf friends to invite him to things) and after weeks of being sarcastic shits and angry at each other, Derek ends up pressed against the brick wall in a side street bc Stiles pushed him against it and just kisses him stupid and they’re pretty sure they would have rubbed off on each other right there against the brick wall if someone hadn’t said something as they walked by. But they end up kicking out Stiles’ roommate and fucking each other into the mattress and Stiles doesn’t even care when his roommate comes back and gets an eyefull of Derek’s glorious ass bc he just tapped that ass all night long.
But maybe you want to think about them in AUs, like Derek as a baseball player and Stiles the batting coach, and they spend hours together training and have sweaty sex in the locker room. Or maybe they’re both turn of the century lords in fancy houses who need to get married bc it’s their duties, but they’re in love with one another so they’re sneaking around at London balls just to have a moment to kiss each other or to hold hands. Or maybe Derek is a mermaid and Stiles is a marine biologist who saves him from a net he’s been caught in, and Derek is terrified of him, but Stiles is like “dude, I just want to observe you for science!” and they fall in love as Stiles learns about merpeople but he never betrays Derek’s confidence, even when Derek introduces him to all his merfamily and Stiles could change science forever.
You may be ready to move on. You may pick up a new fandom or love, but you can still love Sterek. My first otp was Harry/Ron from harry potter, and I still love them though I’m not as active in the fandom.I still read fic sometimes. I’ve currently been obsessed with Downton Abbey and took a sterek reading/writing break, but I plan on writing again soon. Sometimes we need a breather just to renew our love.
Most of all, just remember that you love that grumpy werewolf and that rambling human, and despite all their bickering, they love each other and care about each other and will protect each other.
"Do you want the real truth on why I won't ask B out?"
"Yes, explain to me why you don't want to be happy."
"It's because I don't want to be forgetful of being so overjoyed from seeing them everyday. I don't want to lose the feeling I have when I'm with them. I'm scared of being happy for the cost of what's going to happen when I'm not. I don't want to love them and lose them because of it."
Aw.(Enters to find Amy) What is she doing here?
I called her.
mother thinks you might be losing your mind over me. As a neurobiologist, I was
Well, rest assured, I am in full possession of my faculties.
to sneeze): 25 cats!
Oh, God bless you, dear. Sheldon, sit down. Let’s talk.
All right, but you’re not fooling me. Whenever you say we have to talk, it
means you want me to listen.
Then stop talking.
Now, the reason I called Amy over was to find out what type of person she is.
And after chatting a bit, I have to say that while she is a perfectly unique
young woman, you two are definitely not suited for each other.
That’s a peculiar conclusion. By any standard, Amy is more similar to me than
anyone I’ve ever met.
Oh, I’m sorry, Shelly, I can’t see it.
Well, whether you see it or not is irrelevant. I can’t see subatomic particles,
but nevertheless, they’re there.
Well, putting aside the pig Latin, it’s a good thing that you two decided to
end the relationship so I didn’t have to end it for you.
Amy, after consideration, I believe we may have acted rashly. I propose we
resume our relationship and attempt to resolve our differences.
agree to that only if you’ll stipulate that 80% of our difficulties were caused
I’ll go as high as 40.
Done. You understand that moving forward, we deal with the fact that my mother
does not approve of you?
Amy: I do.
I find being cast in the role of bad girl oddly titillating.
Would you like to see my cats?
would. I love cats. They’re the epitome of indifference.
Ah, then you may find Zazzles a little cloying.
Bellarke AU where instead of being demoted to a janitor after Octavia was discovered and Aurora was floated, Bellamy was sent to Earth in a pod. When the Ark comes down and goes to war with the grounders he wants nothing to do with them. That is, until a certain Clarke Griffin stumbles upon him one day in the woods.
otp: i’m glad you’re around otp: i love you nick miller otp: i’d do anything for you otp: the coin otp: I fell in love with jess the moment she walked through that door otp: you deserve love otp: i meant something like that otp: not like this otp: more than i have ever loved anyone otp: because i met you otp: i see him and my heart explodes otp: i can’t lose her otp: i will always love you otp: i would have noticed you otp: like crazy in love otp: you’re incredible otp: you’re the kind of girl a guy would come back for otp: you should be with someone who’s crazy about you
if you do end up taking prompts, and if you can include this in the 30 day OTP writing challenge, can you do a headcanon/short fic on a Homeless!Steve Harrington who also happnes to be in love with Nancy and Jonathan (its totally AU) thanks that would be gr8t
Steve is kicked out of his house after he clocks his father in the jaw. For his entire life, Steve remembers being afraid of his father; of saying the wrong thing or acting the wrong way, but after facing off against an eight-legged monster from another dimension, his father loses some of that threat. His words, though, don’t lose any of their sting.
I don’t want you associating with people like that anymore.
That’s what his father had said when Jonathan had dropped him off for the third time that week, taking care to stay at the end of the driveway. Steve had felt a swell of anger in his chest, his fist curling on instinct, like it had when Tommy had said the same thing.
A few more choice words were hurled in his direction before Steve’s fist flew out from his side, releasing years of pent up frustration, anger, and unsaid words. Every name and remark spoken against Jonathan was an insult spoken against him as well and Steve had finally had enough.
Steve takes to living in his car. In retrospect, he’s glad he bought it with three years worth of saved birthday and Christmas money, otherwise he’s not sure what he’d do or where he’d go. The Wheeler’s? The Byers’s? Those houses were already full and he didn’t want to be a burden. He’d figure something out eventually.
For nine days, he continues to show up at the Wheeler’s house for dinner, asking to use their shower, making the excuse that the hot water tank at his house is broken. He never turns down the leftovers Karen offers, knowing that they’ll be his lunch the next afternoon. For nine days, he swings by Max’s house in the morning and uses the washroom to secretly brush his teeth and wash his face; he realizes during those nine days how often Max is really alone in that house and it makes his stomach turn.
Nancy figures it out on the tenth morning when she slips out for an early morning run and catches him curled up in the backseat at the other end of Maple Street. She knocks on the window, gently, her eyes full of concern.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” There’s not a hint of accusation or anger in her words and Steve tries desperately to stop the quivering in his bottom lip as he opens the car door and Nancy slides in next to him, curling her body against his.
“You can’t live like this,” she says into his sweater, “We’ll figure something out.”
Steve nestles his cheek into the top of Nancy’s head, comforted by her presence and her confidence that things will get better. That night he sleeps soundly in the warmth of the Wheeler’s living room, drifting off as Nancy runs her fingers through his hair.
Thanks for sending this request my way! It was pretty challenging, but also enjoyable! I’m not entirely sure this is what you had in mind, but hope you enjoyed nonetheless. I might tackle this AU again someday on a bigger scale because I feel like there’s a lot to do with it! Thanks again!!
Everything about that fight between Betty and Jughead in the garage and Jughead actually mouthing the very thing I’m actually afraid the writers may do “Till Archie changes his mind and wants you back”
When Jughead punched Chuck when he was telling everyone about what Betty did
When FP told Jughead to go back and talk to Betty and how he’s got something good going with her and not to lose that
Jughead and Betty talking at the diner, him kissing her hands, them kissing and leaning over each other.
It seems like I became two different people after meeting you (little by little, one by one, I’m changing) It’s so weird, this fluttering feeling mixed with nervousness in my heart (maybe I’m scared that I’ll lose you) I want to get to know your world that is unknown to me (tell me, let me hear it, show me yourself) Even the air around us is different so can we really fall in love? (make me special)♥