dex finds a puppy in the rain. He is currently sitting crisscross applesauce on the floor with the puppy sleeping on his lap while he’s typing out a flyer about the puppy to post around. He is very serious about this. Typing with serious coding face on.
nursey comes in and is shook
like tripping shook. dex shushes him cause he might scare the puppy
Idk, this is just a summery fluffball of a Sterek getting-together drabble because I’m tired of winter. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Derek fundamentally doesn’t understand people who like roller coasters.
He knows such people exist because he’s been standing in line with them for the Blazing Bombardier for half an hour now, but even when he’s looking right at them, it’s hard to believe. Seriously, why. The list of things to do on a Saturday afternoon that don’t involve screaming and trying not to hurl is literally infinite. He could be lounging around in his pjs in his dorm right now and rereading The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, just for example. Or working out, or going for a drive to the beach, or watching a movie with Boyd and Erica. (Boyd and Erica are officially his favorite people right now because, unlike his sisters, they understand the basic concept that friends don’t make their friends who lose bets ride the most terrifying invention since clown costumes.)
The line moves forward, and oh god, now Derek can actually see the loading station. The seats are wicked-looking hanging harnesses painted to look like flames. He’s going to be sick before he even sits down in the thing.
“Please don’t be mad at me, but I kinda.. sorta, maybe adopted a puppy.”
In which the reader adopts a puppy behind her husband, Derek’s back while he’s at work, and then proceeds to put off telling him all day. She buys the dog a bunch of stuff at the store and nervously waits at home. Derek’s in for a surprise when he opens the front door.
Imagine he fell asleep in wolf form, curled up beside Stiles, and he starts having dreams of running through the forest and howling, but really h’es just twitching his paws and whimpering like the wolf pup he is.
The bar is
crowded and Stiles asks himself, not for the first time, why is he
still there. The drinks are fine and the music too, but he’s not in
the mood for this kind of place. He’s been looking for a relationship
not to just get laid, except that to Lydia
that doesn’t mean anything.
well, he drinks the rest of his beer and sighs. This is better than
watching CSI reruns, at least.
look so lonely.” This guys says, leaning against the bar next to
him. Stiles looks up and rolls his eyes. Nice kicks, kid.
you look underage.” Stiles says. “Go home before I call the cops.”
guy all but runs to the exit and Stiles muffles a laugh, asks for
another beer. Sneaking into bars are so much fun when you’re
eighteen and everything is new.
takes his phone out of his pocket to check the hour and realizes Lydia has
texted him three times. ’Don’t
be mad’, the
first text says, followed by ’but
I talked to a friend about you and he’s there’.
Stiles rolls his eyes, he just can’t win with her. ‘BE
the last text says.
nice.” Stiles mutters to himself and starts thinking about ordering
something stronger than a beer. The last time Lydia tried to set him
up, he spent three hours with a lawyer that couldn’t stop bragging
about himself and when Stiles dumped him at the end of the night, the
guy answered with 'Oh thank God, I didn’t wanna come but Lydia
didn’t talk for a month after that.
yeah. Thanks but no thanks, Lydia. He’d much rather stay at the bar
alone and pretending not to stare at the hot guy sitting on a table
with two equally hot friends. Black hair, blue eyes, leather jacket.
Hell, Stiles might be looking for a relationship, but he wouldn’t say
no to a one-night stand with a guy like that.
He’s only human.
he looks at the waitress. “Whiskey, please.” She smirks
understandingly and sets the glass in front of him. Plan B, then.
Let’s get drunk. He takes the glass and turns to sneak another glance
at the hot guy, shakes his head when he realizes the guy is not there
C. Let’s get really
don’t like this place, huh?” Someone says. Stiles turns around,
prepared to send the guy back to his place, and finds himself staring right
into hot guy’s eyes. Hot guy’s green
better. He swallows the whiskey and shrugs. “Am I that obvious?”
smiles. “You haven’t got up since you got here.”
blinks, feels his heart pounding. “You’ve been watching me?”
smile falters and he ducks his head, the tip of his ears going pink.
Oh my God,
Stiles thinks. How is he even real? “Well, yeah.” He answers and
swallows visibly. “You looked interesting.”
Derek wakes up to the birds chirping outside and the sun shining on his face, as a soft breeze blew in from the open window. Stiles must have opened it this morning to get some fresh air into the house. Derek rolls over searching for his husband only to find empty sheets that seemed to have been vacant for quite some time. He frowns sitting up, he searches around the room trying to find his better half, so he can drag him back to bed for some anniversary sex.
It was their four year anniversary and Derek intended to make love to his husband all day. He gets out of the bed slipping on his robe and stepping into his slippers. Stiles always teased him for having a robe and slippers calling Derek an old man before Derek pinned him to the bed showing him what this “old man” could do. He walks over to the open door their dog following close behind him. He notices a sticky note on the door and takes it off the door, he chuckles softly when he sees that it says, “Happy Anniversary!” on it.
Of course Stiles would do this on their anniversary. He follows the arrow on the sticky note finding another one on the bathroom door.
“Four long years we’ve been married” Derek reads. He rolls his eyes biting his lip to keep himself from smiling so hard. He follows the directions given on the note finding one on the closet door.
“I can’t believe I used to hate you!” It says. Derek laughs at this remembering how they used to argue whenever they saw each other. He goes down the stairs finding one on the banister. He picks it up reading it.
“Sorry I got you arrested…”
Derek snorts looking over at the other banister like the note told him. He finds another one picking it up.
“You make my world ten times more brighter!” he reads. He smiles looking at the little sun Stiles drew. He follows the instructions to go to the kitchen and finds a note on the toaster. He picks it up feeling giddy.
“Sorry I burn the toast…”
Derek laughs at the sad face remembering all the times Stiles attempted to make toast, but always ended up burning it. He looks at the cabinets and sees another note reading it.
“And break plates…”
He chuckles remembering when Stiles dropped a plate the other day and started crying. He made sure the Stiles felt better by buying him the biggest chocolate milkshake at their favorite ice cream place. He heads over to the counter like the instructions said and reads a note.
“And put the dent in the counter…”
Derek snorts remembering when they first started having sex and slamming Stiles onto the counter leaving a huge dent in their counter. He smiles following the instructions to go to the dining room. He sets the other notes down on their table reading the one left at the edge.
“I love it when you make pasta…” it says. He looks where the arrow on the note was pointing.
“Or make me coffee in the mornings.” he reads as soon as he finds the note. Derek grins at the blue coffee cup Stiles drew that was like the one in the cabinet right now. He continues to look in the same direction finding another note.
“You have no idea how much I appreciate you!” he reads. He feels his cheeks heat up and his chest swell. He follows the instructions of going to the living making sure to take all the notes with him. He finds a note on the back of the couch picking it up.
“I love watching those boring documentaries with you.” Derek reads. He smiles remembering how Stiles spent most of the time whining and complaining about how they were boring, but continued to watch them because he knew Derek liked them. He reads the instructions and heads over to the bookshelf and picks up another note reading it.
“You’re so peaceful when you read.”
Derek blushes and follows the arrow over to their DVD rack where they kept all the DVD’s they’ve collected over the years. He finds another note in the superhero section picking it up.
“You have a horrible taste in superheroes!” he reads. He laughs shaking his head, only Stiles would argue about that. He follows the instructions on the note and walks over to the coffee table.
“But you always make it up to me.” Derek reads. He smirks remembering the countless times he’s had Stiles on the coffee table, as Derek gave him a blowjob while they watched another Batman movie. He picks up the note looking where it was pointing at and heads over to his study. He finds a note on the door.
“I admire how hard you work.” it says. He smiles walking into the study spotting a note on the computer. He reads it’s chuckling.
“Thanks for letting me play games on here.”
He smiles following the sign that points at his bookshelf. He grabs it biting his lip.
“I love that you have an endless amount of amazing books!” he reads. He smiles looking at his bookshelf, picturing Stiles running his hand along the spines of the books as Derek works on his latest project. He follows the arrow to his desk seeing a note on one of his latest designs.
“You’re drawings are truly amazing Derek.”
Derek smiles picking the note up he looks around his desk looking for any more. He sees a note on the drawing he has been working on for years for the Hale house. He picks it up and reads it.
“Someday we’ll have the perfect house.” he reads. Derek gives a soft smile tracing a finger over the small, blue house. He chuckles at the instructions telling him to keep looking in the same direction. He finds another one next to the drawing seeing the same blue house.
“The perfect place to have children.” it says. He lets out a low growl his wolf going wild at the thought of having pups around the house. He looks at the two hearts close to the house, one heart blue and the other pink. He frowns wondering why the other one was blue, he walks out of his study following the instructions to look for the dog. He finds the note on the dog’s collar.
“You’re so loving even to the smallest things.” Derek reads. He smiles petting the dog fondly. The dog showed up at their house 2 years ago hurt and cold. He didn’t want to keep the dog, but gave in when Stiles gave him the puppy eyes Derek could never say no to. He reads the instructions and heads to the front door peeling off the note.
“And caring!” he reads. He smiles looking at the hearts surrounding the word caring. He follows the instructions to look at screen door opening the front door. He finds another note with a heart.
“Words cannot express how much I love you!” it says. He feels his chest swell at the endearing note, he walks onto the porch finding a note on the stairs.
“You’re so brave Derek.” he reads. He gives a small smile looking around for Stiles, but only sees more notes on their walkway. He walks down the stairs picking up the first one.
“You have the most amazing smile!” he reads. Derek chuckles shaking his head, only Stiles would be this cheesy. He walks over to the second note and picks it up.
“I get lost in your eyes every time I look at you!”
Derek snorts cringing a little at how corny it was. He walks over to the next note bending down.
“I love you to the moon and beyond!” Derek reads smiling fondly. It was Stiles’s favorite saying even though it was supposed to be a joke. He looks at the big stack of sticky notes in his hand smiling, this was way better than his idea. He finds the next one not too far away almost at the end of the walkway. He picks it up and reads it.
“This is where we first kissed and the moment I realized I loved you.”
Derek bites his lip remembering the day Stiles kissed him for the first time. How his heart was beating out of his chest and the way Stiles looked at him. He follows the instructions and heads to the woods finding a note on the tree that leads into the woods.
“I’m sorry your family is dead. I would do anything to them back to you…” Derek frowns as he reads the note confused on why the sudden change in the mood. He continues on finding more notes on more trees.
“I’m sorry you’ve struggled for so long…” Derek reads. His frown continues as he reads more notes.
“I’m sorry people say mean things when they see us in public…”
Derek starts to panic. He hurries to the next note trying to figure out what was going on.
“I’m sorry I can’t get pregnant.” the next one says. Derek adds it to his pile and heads for the last note smelling Stiles’s familiar scent.
“I’m sorry for ever making you cry.” the very last note says. He follows Stiles’s scent the notes balled in his fist. He’s interpret them later, but right now he needs to be with Stiles. When he finally reaches Stiles he pulls him into a hug breathing in his scent. Stiles giggles hugging him back.
“What’s wrong is everything alright?!” Derek asks checking for any cuts or bruises. Stiles laughs and pushes him away.
“I’m fine Derek,” Stiles says fixing his shirt. “What makes you think anything is wrong?”
“The notes.” Derek says frowning. Stiles laughs again and shakes his head.
“You’re forgetting the most important ones.” Stiles says. He points at the note on his shirt. Derek peels it off reading it.
“I can’t wait for you to be a father!” he reads. He looks at Stiles confused. Stiles gives him a smile and lifts up his shirt to reveal a small baby bump with a sticky note on it.
“A father to a beautiful, baby boy…or girl.” it says. Derek looks up his eyes wide. He drops to his knees pulling the note off Stiles tummy. He sets his ear on Stiles’s stomach listening to Stiles’s heartbeat and one more. He looks up tears pooling in his eyes.
“How far along are you?” Derek asks.
“Three months.” Stiles says running a hand through Derek’s hair.
“How did I not know?” Derek whispers. He rests his head on Stiles’s stomach again.
“I had Deaton help me hide it,” Stiles says. “I wanted it to be a surprise for you.”
“I thought-I thought that we couldn’t get pregnant.” Derek says. He kisses Stiles’s stomach listening to the small heartbeat again.
“Deaton found this spell book and I found something about pregnancies, so I figured I’d try it.” Stiles says. Derek continues to rub his stomach the tears flowing down his cheeks.
“I’m going to be a dad?” He asks shocked. Stiles laughs continuing to run his hands through Derek’s hair.
“Happy anniversary babe.” Stiles says. Derek stands up and kisses his husband with as much emotion he could pour into a kiss. This truly was the best anniversary gift a man could possible get from his spouse.
(Just a little thing I did yesterday nothing too important. There were also some baby hints in there see if you can try and find them except the last two they just give it away. There’s a couple!)
The result of a one night stand is the catalyst that starts the chain reaction of events that will form the rest of his life. Stiles life has now been changed for better or for worse and it is now his decision that will frame it. It’s simply by chance that everything comes together in his life in the form of one little miracle.
“Don’t do it,” he mutters. “Don’t do it, please, don’t do it.”
But there it is, a soft pink line appearing right next to the control. Stiles’ legs give out from under him; he sinks to the bathroom floor, hands shaking, his entire body shaking. It’s hard to breathe, his vision blurring around the edges. There’s a knock on the door behind him and then it opens and Scott sits down next to him.
“I’m fucked,” Stiles gasps, tears prickling at his eyes. “I’m fucked!”
When Stiles presents as the first omega in almost 50 years he gets shoved into a life he didn’t expect to ever experience. When Stiles shows up at the palace he didn’t expect to steal the heart of the Prince by just standing there!
Or the one where Derek and Stiles are soulmates and they’re quite the rare pair.
Stiles Stilinski was never going to be the omega who got knocked up right after high school, and then he’s accidentally artificially inseminated with a stranger’s sperm. Awesome. And the father of Stiles’s baby just so happens to be Derek Hale. Half-feral, quite possibly a murderer, and pursued by a gleefully sadistic band of hunters who are only too eager to use Stiles and his baby to hit Derek right where it hurts. Joy.
When 13-year old orphaned Derek Hale tests positive as a male carrier, his newly appointed guardian and uncle Peter uses his influence to make the test result go away, aware that in their deeply carrier-phobic society his nephew’s status could prove to be the downfall of the family company.
16 years later Derek is pressured into firing eight months-pregnant Danny Mahealani, creating a publicity scandal that, as the Equal Rights for Carriers movement gains more and more ground, results in an unprecedented media outrage targeted towards Hale & Argent Publishers.
A very reluctant Derek finds himself forced into defending his company’s prejudiced views on national television, facing off in heated debates against Stiles Stilinski, a guy he happened to have a one-night stand with months ago and has been pining over ever since. Stiles is a disgruntled former Hale & Argent employee, a staunch supporter of the ERC movement, he hates everything Derek stands for … and, courtesy of an expired condom, he’s also, unknowingly, the father of the child Derek wasn’t even aware he could carry in the first place.
After discovering Derek is pregnant, Stiles offers to be his “Pregnancy Buddy.” On top of the usual difficulties of carrying a child, Stiles has to navigate Derek’s emotional turmoil from the traumatic event that conceived the baby, and his own feelings that he’s developing for Derek.
As the title says, Stiles and Derek have a baby, made possible by Derek’s magical Alpha-Uterus and my belief that it doesn’t always have to be Stiles who gets pregnant, gorgeous though these stories are ;-).
Join them on their journey as they: battle the evils of “Never Stops and I Want to Die”-Sickness (Derek’s words), struggle with suddenly too tight skinny jeans and form-fitting Henleys, overcome unexpected protective urges and Nutella-cravings, experience the joy of the baby’s first movements, argue about names and Twilight (repeatedly), and finally welcome the “cutest, most beautiful baby in the universe” (Stiles’ words) to the Alliteration-Verse.
Stiles is totally looking forward to living alone in his super cool apartment off-campus. He is. He is also very excited to bike to school every day, ready to set up an awesome game room, and definitely over his crush on Derek Hale. Completely over it.
Or at least he is until Derek decides he’s moving in with him. And then turns out to be the perfect roommate. And then starts attending all his classes. As a wolf.
Alright stop and imagine for a moment Derek Hale becoming a therapy dog (possibly by complete accident) for the children’s cancer ward at the hospital. Going in and cuddling with all the kids and taking their pain away while entertaining them.
There’s something weird about Beacon Hills that Stiles can’t quite put his finger on. The way everyone in town knows his name the day he arrives. The way they insist the melancholic howling that echoes through the forest every night is just a dog. The way his dad denies getting a dog, even though Stiles comes home to find one sprawled across his bed, some big black thing whose eyes gleam red in the right light. The way that massive oak tree out in the woods vibrates under his touch, pulsing with sickly life.
There’s something weird going on in this town, and Stiles is determined to get to the bottom of it.
It’s like this dog has walked out of all of Stiles’ childhood dreams and into the real world just because Stiles wanted it hard enough. He is the most awesome dog ever, and he and Stiles have a bond. A deep, unbreakable bond because this animal is his soul mate, obviously. Now he just has to convince the dog of that.
I've been having the most crappiest months ever, my life is a mess right now and I am so fragile, everything makes me cry or feel emotionless. And to top it of my mum is having surgery tomorrow. I could really use a fluffy fic, to remember that hopefully everything will be alright. That there's a real son why I'm going through these horrible times xx
i’m so sorry this is weeks late, my love, i hope you’re doing okay, know i’m rooting for you, and here is some halloween sterek to hopefully make you feel better
The first Halloween back home from college is not one Stiles is looking
forward to. Nor is it one he wants to celebrate with full force and a damn
Scott, however, is keen to embrace
the festivities now they’re able to, and he arranges for all of them to go to a
“sweet” Halloween do at the town hall.
Stiles mutters darkly about Winifred, Mary and Sarah coming to curse
them all, and Derek (to his huge surprise) starts humming the creepy song from
the start of the movie as he throws a cushion at Stiles’ head.
He’s seemingly, astonishingly, totally okay with going to a party for
Stiles attempts to resist, but his best friend is just so damn earnest.
Derek doesn’t even try to fight Scott’s excited announcement, only asks
if they have to wear costumes.
“Of course!” Scott bounces over, claps him on the shoulder, “That’s the
Imagine Derek trying to watch scary movies with Stiles during Halloween at midnight but he knows that they will mostly give him nightmares so he curls up in Stiles' lap and buries his face in his chest, trying his best to cancel out the sounds. And Stiles eventually turns it off because he can see how terrified Derek is and they watch cartoons while eating sweets together so his boyfriend will relax and hopefully be able to sleep.
Oh my gosh that’s so sweet!
Actual Snuggly Puppy Derek Hale and Number One Boyfriend Stiles Stilinski, perfect!
You bake when you’re stressed and sometimes you give me cookies, but recently you’re giving me whole baskets each day, now I’m not complaining but are you okay? Tbh I can see both Stiles and Derek being stress bakers haha
So, usually, I’d have Stiles be the stress baker, but I decided to mix it up this time. And who doesn’t love shy baker Derek? Also onao3!
When Stiles moved into his little Brooklyn apartment after getting accepted into Columbia University, his new neighbor was nice enough to bring over a batch of cupcakes to welcome him to the building.
Moving across the country from a sleepy little town in northern California to the hustle and bustle of the city that never sleeps had been unexpectedly stressful. Stiles had never been away from his dad for so long and the vast distance was certainly putting a strain on him.
The jet lag had him feeling constantly exhausted and nauseous, even unable to sleep, lasting longer than he had anticipated. And the last thing he needed was yet another thing contributing to his insomnia, already needing two sleeping pills and his favorite pillow to be able to fall asleep.
All of that was in addition to the stress of having to dive headfirst into attending an Ivy League school where he would have to maintain a spotless GPA in order to keep his scholarship. It wasn’t achieving the good grades that bothered him, it was the suffocating pressure that accompanied achieving those grades, the mere thought of possibly disappointing his dad enough to make him think about just run away.
He was in the throes of yet another round of self-doubt when a gentle knock sounded on his door, interrupting what was sure to become a panic attack. Scrubbing a hand over his face as he shook himself out of his haze, Stiles had stood from his seat on the couch and jogged to the door, calling out, “Give me a sec!”
Praying it wasn’t the crazy old landlord demanding more money or his elderly neighbor who screamed bloody murder if he so much as sneezed a little too loud. It wasn’t. Instead of a grumpy man with his hand out or an angry little old lady, the most gorgeous person Stiles had ever seen had been standing in his doorway.
He was holding a tray of cupcakes in his hands and while any other time Stiles would have been captivated by the sight of detectable desserts, he was much more mesmerized by the sight of a beautiful man standing in his doorway. Because people who looked like the man in front of him didn’t just knock on his door out of the blue. It immediately had him thinking that New York City might not be so bad after all.
Whoever the hell he was, he had the smile of an angel, with bright white bunny teeth and the most kissable lips Stiles had ever seen, and all the dark features of a handsome devil. His hair was pitch black along with his thick stubble, a beautiful contrast to the swarthy tone of his skin and the light green in his hazel eyes.
And as much as Stiles wanted to take a bite of him instead of his cupcakes, he hadn’t eaten all and his stomach chose that moment to rumble loudly. He could feel his face warm at the embarrassing sound, Handsome Stranger chuckling deeply and joking, “Guess I picked the perfect time to bring these over.”
Laughing nervously, Stiles had agreed and introduced himself to the man who turned out to be his next door neighbor, inviting him in to sit for a little. Over cups of coffee and the most delicious French vanilla cupcakes Stiles had ever tasted, his neighbor introduced himself as Derek Hale, explaining that he baked whenever he was stressed and figured that since he had already made some cupcakes he should bring them over to welcome Stiles to the apartment building.
It was one of the sweetest things anyone had ever done for Stiles and after the first time, it sort of became a thing. Whenever Derek ended up baking too much when he was stressed, he would bring some over for Stiles, either knocking on his door or leaving him a plate in the hallway.
-Puppy piles exist, and Derek hates that they get called that even though he loves all the tactile affection and it makes everyone feel safe.
-Derek is a dark chocolate covered marshmallow: Bitter in the outside and a complete gooey mess on the inside.
-Derek is pack dad, alpha or not.
-Isaac is literally the golden pup. He likes it when people play with his hair.
-Lydia is a badass motherfucker on every occasion and I can’t be convinced otherwise.
-Isaac is just the cuddliest piece of fluff.
-Jackson being way overprotective of the pack if anyone is mean to them, because he’s the only one who can bully them.
-When Erica is sad she and Stile’s watch Batman movies. She likes to mix popcorn with peanut M&Ms.
-Bisexual!Scott because then Isaac/Scott/Allison ot3
-Lydia has a problem with buying too many different teas.
-Isaac is addicted to extreme couponing.
-Erica is a catty bitch but also super kind to those she loves. Total badass.
-Boyd is a pillar of calm for everyone.
-Scott is megaprotective of Liam because he’s like precious okay.
-Alive!Allison, Alive!Erica, Alive!Boyd
-Please don’t ship Peter times anyone he’s an asshole and gross and just evil.
-Liam and Jackson are really close and they just click as best buds.
-Kira and Malia are into eachother because they both deserve better.
-Kira, Allison, Malia, Lydia, Erica and Mason have girl’s night out a lot. Mason is there as an honorary member.
-When Scott, Derek, and Lydia go out of town to get Intel from another pack, Stiles has to soothe Liam, Isaac, and Jackson because they’re damn puppies.
-Scott tries to give Derek and Stile’s alone time every now and then by taking everyone to the park.
-Derek brings Stiles curly fries when he has a bad day.
-Isaac likes to watch marvel movies with Stiles and Scott since Derek and Erica won’t.
-Jackson secretly likes the notebook and is a complete SAP but hides it well.
-Kira is a total klutz but literally makes everyone smile just by existing.
-Erica makes the best koolaid and it drives everyone insane because she’ll never share her secrets.
-Derek buys everyone a leather jacket except Stiles. He’s too turned on by Stiles wearing a red hoodie.
-Lydia does the pack finances and taxes with Mason’s help. Derek and Allison teach everyone hand-to-hand and gun combat. Erica and Malia make sure everyone gets to lacrosse on time and have their stuff since they have the least extracurriculars. Stiles and Isaac are in charge of the groceries because Scott, Erica, and Derek could eat them out of house and home. Everyone helps with chores around the pack house after Derek rebuilds the Hale house and gives everyone a room.
-Jordan is a sassmaster and he Derek like to grill together.
-Stiles loves when Derek leaves hickeys on him. Derek loves doing that.
-Everyone gets a part time job, just a couple hours a week to help pay for food and to have some extra spending money, Derek takes care of everything else.
-Derek rents an art studio to sell his work in town.
-Scott needs tummy rubs on occasion because he eats too many of the things. Isaac and Allison are happy to oblige.
-Liam, Isaac, and Erica are the hardest to wake up in the morning. Stiles and Malia are the easiest.
-Lydia is addicted to buying shoes. Total shoe fetish. But Jackson..is even worse about it.
-Even though the wolves and Kira and Parrish heal fast, Stiles always kisses their cuts and scrapes to make them feel better.
-Kira is a total cosplay geek and she gets Mason and Liam into it too.
-Derek complains his jeans are getting tight because of Stile’s baking. Stiles has no comment except that Derek has a nice ass.
-When it’s your turn in the cookie rotation you don’t get in trouble for fear of losing it.
“What? It’s totally an improvement. He’s not scowling, or dating bad guys, or slinking around in unsanitary places. Still a bit paranoid, but what can you do. At least he’s a lot easier to get along with when you can buy his affections with ear rubs.”
“And you always wanted a dog,” Sheriff added wryly.
Peter travels with various carnivals, showcasing a massive black wolf he parades as a man-eating beast. In his caravan he keeps Stiles, his most precious possession who is much more special than he may outwardly appear. Stiles feels a kinship with the creature through their mutual captivity, so when he makes his escape he frees the wolf as well. Like Stiles though, the wolf is also more than he appears.