teen wolf wedding

anonymous asked:

You guys MUST give us more details about the proposal(s) - How Stiles proposed and how Derek was planning to propose. Please and thank you <3

“Son, you need to calm down.”

Stiles paused in his pacing to spin on his heel, arms flailing, and fixed his father with a wide-eyed stare.

“Calm down?” His voice hitched, “Calm down? You told me he’s going to propose, dad. That’s- that’s huge.”

John raised one hand in a sort of placating gesture, “Now, I never said-”

“You implied it,” Stiles was vaguely aware that his hands were shaking as he dialled Derek’s number, for the third time in the span of a minute. A frustrated noise died in his throat when it went straight to voicemail, again.

“Stiles, I don’t get why you’re making such a big deal out of this,” John stabbed another piece of lettuce with his plastic fork, and pulled a face as if it had personally offended him. “This tastes like nothing.”

“Eat your goddamn salad,” Stiles muttered, eyes fixed on his screen as he typed out a string of texts. Badly punctuated, slightly hysterical texts.

“Not until you sit down and tell me what the issue is, here,” John tilted his head meaningfully towards the chair across from him, “I don’t want you having a panic attack.”

Stiles slumped into the seat, reluctant, and bit at his thumb. He narrowed his eyes at his left knee, which kept bobbing up and down as his leg twitched.

“What’s the problem, Stiles?”

I was the one who was supposed to propose first, okay?” the words left his mouth faster than he could think of them, a little louder than he’d intended. At his father’s questioning look, he took a deep breath and continued, “In theory. I mean, I didn’t see it happening for another year or two.”

“So you think it’s too soon.”

“Not necessarily, no- it’s just…” Stiles exhaled heavily, ran unsteady fingers through his hair, “maybe. Maybe it is. That’s the problem- I’m not sure. Do you really think we’re ready for this?”

“I know that you and Derek love each other,” the Sheriff’s brow was furrowed, “There isn’t any doubt there, right?”

“None at all,” Stiles said- immediately, reflexively. “It’s just that…God, I don’t know.” he groaned and dropped his head into his hands.

“Didn’t you have any doubts before you proposed to mom?” he asked quietly, through his fingers.

“Of course I did,” his dad’s response was soft, “How could I not? She was an amazing woman and I still wasn’t entirely convinced I deserved her. But…” Stiles lifted his head in time to see his dad shrug. “It’s normal to have doubts, son.”

The sound that escaped Stiles was helpless: “Derek’s not perfect, but neither am I. I’m kind of obnoxious and I talk too much and–  and at the end of the day, I’m just kinda an anxious mess, dad. I still have the nightmares, like, weekly. Should anyone really have to put up with that?

“And- and Derek has his own issues, but at the end of the day I’ve actually seen that he’s the sweetest goofball of a man and I love him so much and he’s probably got some huge romantic gesture planned that I could never top but, goddammit, I really wanted to propose to him first-”

“I’m going to stop you there,” his dad levelled him with a look, “Just tell him, Stiles.”

“What- tell him what?” Stiles muttered to his knees.

“Everything you just told me.”

“But I-”

“Go to him, tell him these things, and- goddammit, Stiles- just propose to him, if you want to propose.”

“I. I don’t have a ring, though-”

Go.” His father jabbed a finger towards the door.

Stiles shot up from his chair and was out of the office within the minute.

John dumped his salad in the trash.

The front porch of the Hale house made one hell of a noise when you walked on it- Stiles knew this, because he was physically incapable of walking around quietly (unlike certain werewolves that he knew). Currently, it was kicking up one hell of a protest as he stomped towards the front door, floorboards whining under his sneakers; not that he cared, not that he really registered the sound over the rushing in his ears. His heart was in his throat and his mind was running a mile a minute and he needed to remind himself to breathe.

Stiles took a shuddery breath and flung the door open. It hit the inside wall with a bang.

I was going to propose first, asshole!”

Okay, maybe not the best way he could have phrased that. He’d have to try again.

Derek, who seemed to be in the middle of assembling some kind of furniture, fumbled and dropped the screwdriver in his hands (goddammit, Derek never fumbled, what the hell). He turned to face Stiles; his ridiculous puppy eyes were wide and his eyebrows were doing the thing.

“Stiles, what-”

“You know what.” Stiles stalked across the room, gripped the front of Derek’s henley with his fists. “You were going to propose tomorrow, weren’t you?”

“I-” Derek looked crestfallen, suddenly, eyes shifting to the side as he said, “I’m sorry? I-”

“No, shut up and listen to me,” Stiles’ voice was low, intense, as he leaned closer and made Derek look him in the eye.

“I love you so much, Derek. So freaking much it scares me.” He loosened his grip a fraction, smoothed down the wrinkles in Derek’s shirt with one hand, “I love how you have this sense of humour that you only really share with me. I love the little crinkles around your eyes when you smile. I actually kind of love when you’re grumpy, too.

“I like it when you don’t shave and you get stubble burn all over me. I like that you’re actually, like, friends with my dad,” Stiles laughed, “I. I still have no idea how that happened, actually.”

Derek grabbed onto the hand that Stiles kept running down his shirt, lacing their fingers together,“Stiles–”

“No, I’m not done. So, yeah, sometimes we have our differences, like when you argue that a bald cupcake most definitely is a muffin-”
“But it is-”

“Shut up, it’s not.” He pressed his fingers to Derek’s lips, and Derek’s eyebrows shot up. “I’m trying to tell you that I love our differences. I love that we can argue and it can still be fun.”

Derek’s lips twitched, like he was fighting a smile.

Stiles lowered his eyes and went on,  “And…and I love that you’ll wake me up from my nightmares, help me count my fingers and calm down- and I just. I–” he shook his head, “I’m being cheesy, now, or whatever, I know– but you probably had something three times as romantic as this planned, so.”

Derek stared at him for a minute, gaze soft. He pressed a kiss to Stiles’ fingers, and Stiles lowered his hand.

“May I speak now?” Derek murmured.

“Just,” Stiles threw his hands up, “Will you marry me or not, you dork?”

Derek swept him- literally swept him into his arms, his feet left the floor- into what could only be described as a bruising kiss. Stiles made a soft, desperate noise and clutched at Derek’s shoulders, raised one hand and slid it along Derek’s jaw. Derek bit at his lower lip, licked into his mouth, and Stiles groaned and arched into him, seeking the warmth, craving the intensity. Gradually, the kiss slowed- became something softer, sweeter. Stiles pulled back reluctantly to take a breath, and Derek mouthed at his jaw.

“That’s a yes, right?” Stiles asked, on an exhale.

Derek buried his face in Stiles’ neck and laughed.

“You’re ridiculous,” Derek’s lips moved against his throat- soft, familiar. “Of course I’ll marry you.”

Stiles grinned so hard it hurt, and ran his fingers through Derek’s hair, “Good. Wanna put me down, now?”

“Nah,” Derek nipped at him playfully, “Think I wanna carry you upstairs.”

“Oh, good idea, yes. The best idea.” He hit at Derek’s shoulder, “Go, what are you waiting for.”

It didn’t take them very long to get to the bedroom.

((hope this was okay, anon <3))

Your Wedding - Teen Wolf Gif Preference

Requested by: @theo-damn-raeken

  • Your Wedding dance
  • Your Wedding dress
  • A special photo from your wedding

Derek Hale

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Scott Mcall

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Stiles Stlinski

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Liam Dunbar

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Isaac Lahey

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Theo Raeken

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Jordan Parrish

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Peter Hale

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Last 5 minutes of the final episode LEts GOOOOOOO

Everything’s happy, happy ending…black screen that says “1 year later” screen opens up to a beautiful white chapel. Scott is standing at the altar with tears in his eyes, in a tux. Camera walks in holding sheriff’s hands (BC he’s been more of a father than anyone else) the very handsome, tall groom stands in happy tears as he sees his love since 2nd grade in a white gown, walking so gracefully. The bride is crying happily, as the tears fall down onto her strawberry blonde hair.  Argent is in the crowd, bullets loaded with mountain ash in case any ~intruders~ ruin the moment. Isaac is in the crowd, fresh from Paris with a French accent. Coach is there, balling his eyes out, whispering to the lady next to him “I coached him hehe”. Mrs. Martin looks into sheriffs eyes and smiles because she knows that they both did well. Mama McCall is at the altar as well, for she is practically family to both the bride and the groom. Cory and Mason and Liam are all in the back kinda sitting awkwardly but loving the moment all the same. The bride finally reached the alter, and the groom reaches for her pale hands and stares into her eyes that he swears changes color, tho he knows well what color changing eyes look like. He smiles, knowing that he is the happiest man on earth. Meanwhile, the bride smiles away tears and chuckles as she whispers “so this is a stiles” and he chuckles along. As the preacher says “you may kiss the bride” stiles already plunges for a kiss. A kiss he knows changes his whole life. For better. And for worse. And he realizes that it doesn’t matter all he’s been through or all he’s going to go through because, at that moment, he realizes that as long as he’s got his soulmate by his side, he can withstand even the most powerful supernatural forces.

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anonymous asked:

Hey ladies! Hope you had a great Easter holiday. Was wondering if you know of any Sterek dancing fics. Either professional or stripper or just out dancing in a club. I read a great one the other day of them meeting in college while dancing in bar and got hooked. Thanks :)

  ….I may have gotten a little carried away with this.  lol  -Emmy

Originally posted by gabbythegiraffe

We Held Fast by GotTheSilver 

(1,439 I Explicit I Complete)  *boyfriends fluff

Because apparently Derek Hale can slow dance.

On the Right Track by HalfFizzbin

(1,577 I Teen I Complete)   *party dancing

Stiles is stuck on a broken-down train instead of dancing with Lydia at a swanky New Year’s Eve party, which sucks. OR DOES IT?

(Basic premise blatantly ripped off from Boy Meets World 3x10, “Train of Fools.”)

The Panty Thief by bleep0bleep 

(2,725 I Explicit I Complete)  *stripper!stiles and stripper!derek

Stiles undulates, slowly unzipping the leather crop top, teasing the crowd with a peek at his nipples, and finally he shrugs out of it, glancing coquettishly over his shoulder.
He falters and misses a step.
What? Why is Derek sitting in the audience? In the front row, too?
Stiles recovers quickly, getting right back into the dance. Fine. Derek wants to be a customer?
Stiles can play.

Grind on Me by pyrodaggers

(2,960 I Teen I Complete)  *party dancing

Lydia forces Stiles to go to a black light party. She says it will loosen him up.
Stiles bumps into Derek and well…shit happens.

Turn Me On by rispacooper 

(3,021 I Explicit I Complete)   *bar dancing

The air feels like it’s carrying the music with it, like a girl’s sweet voice is touching him along with the carefully encroaching press of someone’s fingertips at his back.

Plus One by eeyore9990 

(3,073 I Teen I Complete)   *wedding dancing

When Derek receives an invitation to what should have been his ten year class reunion, he panics a little.  He’s barely got his life together and the invitation specifies a plus one.  Thankfully, Stiles is there to help him out.

The Pickup Line I Deserve by hannah_baker 

(4,227 I Explicit I Complete)  *bar dancing

Derek Hale has a type: tall, lanky, pale, brunette, passive. Stiles Stilinski is nearly all of those things - but not quite.

Or, The Time Derek Hale’s One Night Stand Was More Than He Bargained For.

You Can Leave Your Hat On by forpony 

(4,864 I Explicit I Complete)  *stripper!Stiles

“You have got to be kidding me,” Derek mutters, closing his eyes and pinching his nose in frustration. “Laura!” He yells.

“Oh, is the stripper here!?” Laura thumps over from the party area as she’s dubbed it, and skids to a stop next to Derek, throwing an arm around his shoulders. “Heeeey, Stilinski. Looking good, kid.”

“Uh,” Stiles, the Sheriff’s son, blushes. “Laura, you said this was for a friend of yours.”

To Get Used By You by the_rat_wins 

(4,956 I Explicit I Complete)  *stripper!Stiles

“Laura would kill you if she knew you were hiring strippers,” Derek said, looking at the website Peter had pulled up.

Thinking About You by OkyDokyPoky 

(6,025 I Teen I Complete)  *gay bar dancing

Stiles and Danny go out to The Jungle together. It’s not long after they got inside that Stiles notices a handsome guy in the corner staring (more like glaring) at him. (Inspired by the song Thinking About You - Calvin Harris. I recommend listening to the song before/while/after reading!)

The Happy Ending (Costs Double) by kaihire 

(6,146 I Mature I Complete)  *stripper!Derek

It’s Stiles’ birthday, and his friends decide to surprise him with a visit to a strip club. Unfortunately, Stiles doesn’t realize that the stripper they’ve chosen is less of the buxom, curvy sort and more of the glaring, broody variety.

Red Wolf by LadyLazarus 

(7,728 I Mature I Complete)  *pole dancer!Stiles

Loup Rouge is the best act at Beacon Hills’ seediest strip club, and who should be there for his cousin’s bachelor party? Only Derek Hale himself of course.

Things happen man, and springtime is the best.

Laying Groundwork by LunaCanisLupus_22 

(10,930 I Explicit I Complete)  *club dancing

His expression isn’t much to go by but the entire clubs howling gets louder at his appearance and Stiles literally pops a boner watching the guy’s big hands wrestle with the microphone stand.

Or the one where Scott and Stiles go clubbing and there’s this broody Bouncer out to get Stiles-

Or get into his pants. Thank God it’s the latter.

Touch Me, Set Fire To My Mind by orphan_account 

(11,163 I Explicit I Complete)  *stripper!Stiles, nerd!derek

When Erica drags Derek to a strip club, he never expects to fall in love with one of the strippers, so of course that’s exactly what happens.

Feel The Magic Between You and I by stilinskisparkles 

(11,432 I Mature I Complete)  *dirty dancing fusion

“See?” Derek holds his arms out, “Everything’s working out great for you, and I still have no dance partner,” he turns to Erica, “Face it, no one is as good as you.”

“We still have one more,” she sing songs.

Derek peers over to the list, flinches when he sees Stiles’ name, “No.”

“You haven’t even seen me dance, and you’re already dismissing me?” Stiles sails into the room, tossing his bag in the corner as he does so and doing a dramatic spin to face them. “I got moves.”

The Junk Drawer by Stereksale7 

(12,363 I Explicit I Complete)   *college au, stripper!derek

“He texted me and said he only had the cop costume on hand and that the rest were back at the club which doesn’t open until 8:30 tonight. I told him that was fine.” Erica whispers.

“What?! Oh god he’s going to dressed as a cop? There’s no way that’ll be hot for Stiles his dad’s the freaking Sheriff and he’s in the academy!” Scott franctically whispers back.

“I know that Scott but what was I going to do?! I don’t want to wait that long, Stiles’ll probably be drunk off his ass by 8:30! Just believe me okay? It won’t matter what he’s wearing he’s 100% Stiles’s type and he won’t be wearing the outfit very long anyways.” Erica whispered with a smirk.

Or in which the stripper Stiles’s friends hire for his birthday has very familiar looking eyes.

This You and Me Thing by Cousin Shelley (CousinShelley) 

(14,083 I Explicit I Complete)   *club dancing

Stiles is perceptive, Scott is a mother hen, Erica dances, Boyd is Zen, Danny is smitten, Matt is nervous, Jungle staff really need to learn to spot fake IDs, and Derek absolutely does not dance.

Stiles’ mouth fell open. What was all this bossing him around and treating him like a kid? “Yeah? Well … okay, I’ll go. On one condition–dance with me first.”

“Hell. No.” Derek crossed his arms. He stood in the middle of a pulsing throng of hot men on a dance floor and crossed his god damn arms

Wolf Boy by SarkaS 

(20,812 I Explicit I Complete)   *stripper!stiles

He told everyone that he works for a big IT company. When they asked about it and he pulled out all those IT terms and strange words, they never asked again. If he said “work is good”, they believed him, except for Lydia. She would have definitely known what he’s saying, but she didn’t really care. So, win for him. Again.

But now he’s staring at his phone with desperation written on his face and doesn’t know what to do.

I’m going to NYC for my new internship. Spare me a room. L.

He is so fucked.

Birds of a Feather by calrissian18, maichan808 (maichan)    

(26,144 I Explicit I Complete)  *ballet dancer!Stiles

Laura is a crusader without a cause, Stiles dances like the whole world’s betrayed him and Derek’s having trouble getting both feet outside his door.

Hale Yes by Stiles_Hale_38 

(34,325 I Explicit I WIP)  *stripper!stiles, stripper!derek

Stiles has been needing a job, and asks his friend Cora for help. She tells him her brother owns a strip joint, and that she’s sure she can get him a job.

Stiles has no experience, but needs a job desperately, and knows strippers can make pretty good money, so, Cora tells him to do a little try-out for her, and to both of their shock, he does great. She calls up Derek, who gives him the job, though reluctantly, as he has no experience.

Stiles soon meets Derek, “The Alpha,” as they call him. Derek isn’t rude, but he isn’t exactly enthusiastic, but, he’s the best stripper there, and the owner of the club, so he ends up helping Stiles out with everything.

With Derek’s help and hard work, Stiles quickly becomes the most popular stripper there, apart from Derek.

It’s the biggest night of the year for Stiles, a partner strip . . With Derek. They have a planned routine and it’s hot, but while on stage, they go a little off track. The crowd doesn’t seem to mind, and neither do they.

Goodbye, Scott McCall

Characters: Scott x Reader

A/N: This is part of my Goodbye, Teen Wolf series. There will be 10 imagines released, each part saying goodbye to my favorite characters of Teen Wolf. I swear I’m not crying.

Remember, some will be longer than others!

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Ever since you were a little girl you always imagined yourself having a big, white wedding with the love of your life. You’d wear a princess dress, and all your bridesmaids would be dressed in your favorite color. You’d have a tiara on your perfectly curled hair and your nail varnish matching the dresses you’d choose.

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Call Me That Again (Part 2)

Cody Christian x Reader 

Request : @steph-oliveira

words : 1.5k (I WAS SOBBING) 

Summary : the wedding

note : I have no idea about Christian weddings. I’m just gonna write what I know via Movies and tv shows. Sorry if I get things wrong. I’m not Christian.  

Also, it feels so weird writing this because I know he is a real person and I’m not writing about Theo, a fictional character that you can change up the way you like. When you write about celebs you always have constant thought ‘what if he’s not like this, what if they’re this completely different person and you’re writing them different, the authenticity is gone’ it’s really weird. I’m not complaining. Do you get what I’m saying?


warning : not proof read 

I hope you like it :) i really want this to be satisfactory





“Are you ready?” Britt asks you peeping through the door. Today was the day. You had horrible wedding jitters. Cold feet. Whatever you want to call it. You were nervous. What if Cody runs? What if Cody says some other name? You brush off these thoughts. You’ve been watching too many sitcoms. Your sister was checking her phone. She was your maid of honour.

You brush your white dress one last time to straighten it out. You were so sure you were going to cry. You were wearing your mother’s wedding dress. You tweaked it a bit, your mom didn’t mind it. Your mom walked in, following Britt’s entrance. She pauses to look at you and take in what’s happening. “My lovely, you look beautiful” she says, her face was overflowing with emotions. You smile at her. “Mama, I want to thank you for everything you’ve done for me” you say softly holding her hands. She squeezes your hand. “I love you, sweetheart” she says. You already feel your tears brimming your eyes.

“We don’t have time for a crying session, ladies” your sister calls out and helps you with your dress. You squeeze your mother’s hands one last time before letting go. “Where’s dad?” you ask. “outside waiting for you” your mother says and leaves the room. You pick up your flower bouquet and take a deep breath. You nose smells the flowers in your hands. They smelt beautiful. They calmed you down.

You slowly walk out of the room. Your father sees you in awe. “I hope he knows he’s one lucky man” your dad says and you giggle. Your dad always put a smile on your face. The man was full of charisma. You take his arm and put yours around it.

You enter the hall and the music plays in the background. There were people sitting but you didn’t focus on any of that. You couldn’t. Your eyes were set on the man at the end of the aisle. Nobody else mattered at this point. He was looking at you. He looked handsome, extra handsome than usual. a smile crept your face when he smiled at you. This was all so unbelievable for you. You wanted to pinch yourself.  You reached the end of the aisle. He mouthed a little ‘I love you’ to you and you only blushed. It’s crazy how he still makes you blush. It’s surreal.

Your dad almost didn’t let your hand go. You giggle at it and he lets go and kisses your cheek. You stand facing your husband-to-be and he takes your hands as soon as you let go of your fathers. Everything was a blur, you couldn’t focus on anything but the details on his face. The Priest was talking about matrimony and love and everything in your brain focused on Cody. The occasional hand squeezes made you believe it’s true. Nothing could wipe that smile off your face. His hands travelled up to your face and wiped the tear that fell, you didn’t even notice it. The priest asked you to declare your vows. Cody went first.

“Meeting you was a blessing (y/n), and reaching to this point, feels like a miracle. The first time I saw you, I knew you were something special and it would be sin to let you off my radar. I love you and I’ll keep loving you till the last star in the sky shines. I don’t want to make it very cheesy” he admits and you giggle. You hear little chuckling.  

“You are the kindest person I’ve ever known, you manage to knock the wind out of my lungs every time I look at you. You are my greatest supporter, my strength when I can’t find courage to go on. I love you and I promise to keep you happy every second I breathe. Your dad can hunt me down if not” he says and you chuckle looking back at your father. He was giving Cody a thumbs up.

“I hope it never gets to that” he pretends to wipe sweat off his forehead. You playfully and softly hit his arm laughing. “The botton line is (y/n), baby, I don’t know what I did to deserve you, I love you”

“I love you too” you say. You tried to keep your emotions in control but it got harder and harder as he kept talking. It was your turn.

“I’m already a sobbing mess” you say and chuckle wiping your eyes a little, without smudging the make up but you didn’t really care. You hear a soft. “It’s Okay baby” from Cody.  His thumb was rubbing your palm in a comforting way.

“Well, I’m very bad at declaring love, always have been an awkward mess” you chuckle and you hear a few in the crowd too. “Cody, you flipped my world upside down, you never had an idea of how much your presence affected me, still does, I just got better at ‘playing-it-cool’” you say and he laughs. You loved his laughed. It was so precious.

“I always wondered this love that artist sang about or the poets wrote about. It seemed magical, when I was 15, I get it now. I was told only a few people get to experience it, I’m lucky I get to be one of them, especially with you. You changed me so much as a person, taught me so many things, about myself, you and us as a whole.” You smile at him. He flashes one of his infamous dashing smiles.

“You’re my personal cheerleader, You never let me stay sad and I promise I won’t let you have one bad day. It’s a team, we work together, I promise I will keep supporting you and loving you, no matter what” you finish. You kept sniffing through it all. You never dared to look anywhere but Cody.

“Do you, Cody Allen Christian, take (y/n) (y/m/n) (y/l/n) as your lawfully wedded wife?” he asks.

Cody looks at you and smiles, “I do” Those eyes could melt you like ice cream.

“Do you,  (y/n) (y/m/n) (y/l/n), take Cody Allen Christian as your lawfully wedded husband?” he asks.

“I do, I do” you nod along smiling. He smiles back. You were glad everything went so smoothly.

The priest then made you exchange rings and then said “I now pronounce you man and wife, You may kiss the bride”. You still couldn’t believe it was true. You always thought you’d end up a cat lady and die alone.

“C’mere” Cody says softly before pulling you closer by your waist and kissing you. Nothing tops this. This was probably the happiest you’ve ever been. Your jaw was hurting from smiling so much.

He pulls back and everyone is clapping.

“Ready to eat and dance, husband?” you ask, smiling wide.

“Call me that again”


(play ‘Perfect by Ed Sheeran’ now)

I found a love for me
Darling just dive right in
And follow my lead

The song PERFECT plays by Ed Sheeran for you first dance as husband and wife. Cody lead you to the middle of the dance floor. Your anxiety would’ve skyrocketed if Cody hadn’t helped you through it. He took your hand and put it around his neck and placed his hands on your waist pulling you as close as possible. He kissed your forehead as you started swaying.  You buried your face into his coat. It was relaxing after such a stressful week. “I still feel like I’m day dreaming in our apartment” you say and he giggles. He pulls back and little and kisses you. “wasn’t this real?” he asks after pulling back. “You’re silly” you say putting your head on his chest again.

Not knowing what it was
I will not give you up this time
But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own
And in your eyes you’re holding mine

“Have I told you how gorgeous you look today?” he asks looking down. “I believe not” you say playfully. “My wife looks like an angel” he says and you go red. “I’m never getting used to that” you mutter before he kisses your cheek. The music plays on and the people are still watching.

He suddenly starts singing in your ear just for you to listen.

“Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms” you giggle at him singing. You didn’t expect it. You’ve heard him go at it at raps but not really singing. It was beautiful. You wanted time to freeze.

Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favourite song
When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath
But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

You giggle at his actions like a teenage girl. He had a beautiful voice.

Well I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know
She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home
I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets
To carry love, to carry children of our own


We are still kids, but we’re so in love
Fighting against all odds
I know we’ll be alright this time
Darling, just hold my hand
Be my girl, I’ll be your man
I see my future in your eyes

He continued to sing to you and you couldn’t help but look at him in awe. You could see the love in his eyes. You could feel the happy tears brimming your eyes already.  

“Darling, you look perfect tonight”

archercrow  asked:

Do you have any recommendations were Stiles and Peter get married?

I do! Here’s a bunch - there’s arranged marriage, fake marriage, getting married, and married life.

I’ll Meet You Here by predictaslash

But Stiles can’t really savor it as much as he would like mostly because his heart feels like it might start hurting soon. “Oh. OH. You were joking. Me, too, heh. What a jokester I am.”

AKA, An Entirely Too Decent Proposal

stone/sponge by 1001cranes

Peter has a taste for the all-consuming; he doesn’t find it at all strange to be in the minor percentage of werewolves who have mates.

A welcome arrow by 1001cranes

The wedding is small and grim, because Stiles is being carted off to parts unknown, married to a thirty-something year old dude who wants to marry a seventeen year old dude - totally not creepy at all.

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throwback tuesday: vegas

Fics written in 2016 about Sterek fun times in Las Vegas

★=Fics that could use more kudos, comments, and appreciation.


An Experiment in the Perfect Mating Match by MeanwhileMelody (1/1 | 2,744 | Teen) 

Rings are on fingers. Intentions are declared. What comes after the proposal? The hell of preparing for a wedding. Do you want coral napkins on the table, sirs? The napkins are fucking pink. Derek can’t take another second of it. Stiles is ready to break off the marriage to escape it. The solution? Vegas.

Bacon Is The Answer To All Life’s Problems by @eeyore9990 (1/1 | 3,332 | Teen) 

After the election results come in, Stiles uses his long weekend to go visit Derek in Nevada because running away from all of life’s problems sounds like the best of all possible choices. Shenanigans ensue.

I Tried to Be Chill, but You’re So Hot That I Melted by khasael (1/1 | 24,344 | Explicit)

Stiles lifts his head out of his hands, even though the cold wave of panic is trying to wash over him, and finally voices the worry that’s been haunting him, getting louder as the day goes on. “What if—What if he doesn’t want to marry me?”

Scott’s hand comes to rest on Stiles shoulder. “Dude,” he says, squeezing firmly. “You’re already married. This is just a formality.”

Stiles blinks for a moment, looks at Scott’s earnest face. “Oh. Right. Thanks.”

Not actually set in vegas but definitely a fun read!: 

not quite a vegas wedding by Drapetomania / @halesheart & @tothebitterbetterend (1/1 | 11,266 | Gen) 

“Seriously. Think about it. What could possibly be more romantic than throwing away your entire life and running off with some handsome, dark-haired stranger you spotted across a restaurant?”

Wedding Daze (movie) Adaptation AU

The World is so Small

Summary: It was a normal Sunday, except for the lack of food in the fridge. That’s why Stiles and Noah decided to go to the supermarket to get some milk. But the world is very small and coincidence are funny, because the moment Stiles grab the milk, he met someone who was about to change their life for the best. You, his mother double. It’s at that same moment that the beginning of a beautiful love story begins between the sheriff and the beautiful woman, in the middle of the supermarket.

Requested? Yes, by @fandomnationwhore

Word count: 2612

A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this request because for the first time there’s no drama. A good ending and happiness that both Stiles and his father deserve. I hope you like it, because I really enjoyed writing it!

Y/F/N = Your Full Name

None of the gifs are mine!

Originally posted by lostyanting

“Stiles, can you go get the milk?” The sheriff asked his son while consulting the list of items he had to buy, his eyes browsing the sheet under his reading glasses. The two men were in the row of personal products and in order to be more productive had created this simple yet effective tactic of separating and fetching the missing food. It saved time and allowed you to finish more quickly.

“Yup dad, be right back!” His son answered with a smile before leaping towards the milk row. The supermarket was almost empty that day, on a Sunday morning where the sheriff, wanting to make breakfast for Stiles, had noticed that the refrigerator was empty and that the toilet paper had mysteriously disappeared. So the Stilinski had dressed and decided that Sunday would be shopping day.

Stiles was on his way to the row where the milk was. It was near the cash register, in front of the frozen food. He walked down the aisle looking at both sides until his honey-brown eyes landed on what he was looking for. His feet immediately turned to the white box and as his hand landed on it, another hand entered his field of vision to land on the same item. Their skins brushed against each other and Stiles pulled out his hand when he felt a light electric shock run through him and chills ran up his back. He had a feeling of déjà vu, as if he had already experienced this moment. As if at that moment, his life was going to change. He didn’t know how to describe the sensation.

“Sorry,” he mumbled back and lifted his head toward the person. When he saw her, in front of him, identical, her brown hair, her eyes of the same color as his, the same smile, Stiles felt his world turn upside down. His breathing remained locked in his throat and his hands began to shake in spite of himself. His eyes couldn’t leave her. His memories of her were far, but he was persuaded of it, she was there.

But at the same time it was impossible. Stiles knew his mother had died years ago, he was only 8 years old at the time. She died of fronto-temporal dementia.

But then who was this woman in front of him who was her perfect double? Who was this woman who looked at him with anxiety, who stretched out her hand to him and asked if everything was okay? She looked like her so much, she had the same voice and the same smell. The shock of seeing her again, or seeing her look-alike no matter who she was, made Stiles feel weird. He felt a panic attack coming. He stepped back into the row, feeling the floor pitch and his ears buzzing. He still couldn’t breathe.

“ Is everything fine? Hey, is everything okay? ”

Her voice, so similar he wanted to cry, it had to be a dream. His mother was there in front of him and all he could do was panic. He had to calm down, talk to her, not let her go.

But all that Stiles wanted to do there, in the middle of the deserted row, was to huddle in her arms and cry. His need for comfort and maternal presence had to be very strong, because Claudia’s double crossed the distance between them and took him in her arms. She also felt a bond with this boy, an immense need to protect him at all costs. She didn’t know why, she didn’t even know him! But she had to protect him. Comfort this boy. So she decided to take him in her arms and gently rub his back in an attempt to calm him down, as if she had done that all her life. And it was how Sheriff Stilinski found his son.

Noah found that Stiles was taking too much time to come back so he took what was missing in the row where he was to quickly walk to the milk row. As soon as he saw his son on the ground in the arms of a stranger, he knew he had a panic attack. He hadn’t had one for a long time and he must have seen something really important to be in that state. The sheriff dropped his grocery cart and ran to him shouting his name.

“Stiles!” Noah said while rushing to them. Stiles raised his head to his father, tears in his face and wheezing.

"Are you his father?” The woman said. Noah froze with his son now in his arms. That voice he would have recognized anywhere. It had been years since he had the chance and the happiness to hear it, so he remained frozen, his eyes wide open. His eyes met the woman’s and he saw the same surprise in her pupils.

“Claudia …?”

The woman looked at him without understanding. No, it wasn’t his deceased wife, but now he understood the reason for his son’s panic attack.

“We know each other?” She asked. She had this presentiment, her heart had begun to beat as soon as she had seen the boy’s father. She didn’t know what she was feeling. But she knew one thing, she didn’t want to leave them. At the bottom of her heart she knew that her place was with them, that she had a role to play in their lives.

"N-no …” Noah answered by not leaving her eyes. Stiles’ breathing finally calmed down and he felt guilty of giving in to panic in front of a witness. Especially in front of the look-alike of his mother. He wiped his tears and motioned to his father that he was able to walk. Noah helped his son standing up without leaving the woman’s eyes.

“I’m better,” Stiles whispered, wiping his nose.

“You mustn’t be ashamed, Stiles,” the woman said in a very soft voice, gently caressing his arm.

“You … know my name? ”

“Your father shouted it when he saw you …” She answered with a sincere smile that made the two men lose their breath. “My name is Y / N,” she added, stretching out her hand.

The sheriff took several seconds to assimilate the information and responded by automatism.

“Noah,” he stammered, shaking Y / N’s hand.

Despite the slight discomfort, the three people decided to continue shopping together. Y / N often asked Stiles if everything was okay, to which he replied in the affirmative with a little nostalgic joy. As they separated, Y / N turned to them.

“I know it’s going to sound strange, but …” She took a paper out of her satchel and noted something on it before handing it to Noah. “I feel like we have to see each other again,” she finished with a smile.

She had given them her phone number.

A week passed, in which Noah and Stiles spoke a lot of Y / N with all sorts of assumptions and finally came to a conclusion.

She was the reincarnation of Claudia.

Noah hesitated a long time before calling the number. He knew it wasn’t his wife, but he felt a strong connection with her. The day he decided to call her, he was on patrol. In the police car, he roamed the streets to catch drivers. Besides, someone had just burned a red light. Noah sighed, wishing that his day would soon finish so that he could go home and call her.

However, when he returned home, it was to remark that Stiles had been faster than him. In the sitting-room, sitting comfortably in conversation with her son, Y / N was already there. Seeing him coming in, she stood up feeling her heart beat strongly in her chest and smiled at him.

“Good evening?” She tried. “Stiles called me, and uhm…”

“I invited her to eat,” Stiles finished in her place, winking at his father who sighed before going to change to put on more proper clothes.

The diner went very well. Even too well, it was like a remake to the good old days of family diners. Everyone had a smile on their faces, everyone laughed. Everyone felt an old happiness resurface, even Y / N who hadn’t felt so well in a long time. They said goodbye and soon they saw each other again.

It became even a habit. Sunday shopping became Sunday dinner with Y / N. She and Noah became closer and closer, under the joyous glance of Stiles, who finally had the pleasure of seeing his father happy and he hoped that it would be like that forever.

One normal school day, Stiles woke up with a headache. He didn’t know where it came from, but he wasn’t feeling well. His body had uncontrollable shakings and his throat burned. But he still wanted to go to class, because he had to take an important exam. So he went to school where even Scott asked him if he was okay while touching his forehead.

“You’re in pain,” his best friend said to him and immediately after answering he had the super shape, Stiles fell to the ground.

The school immediately contacted his father to pick him up at school, but his deputy answered in his place by saying that the sheriff had left a few hours ago but had left a number in case of an emergency. The school contacted immediately afterwards.

As soon as she took the call, Y / N left everything behind her to rush to the school to fetch Stiles who, according to the nurse, had caught cold and needed a lot of rest. Y / N entered the school, looked for a moment before finding the infirmary, where Stiles was sleeping in bed. She sighed.

“I’m Y / N, I’ll take him home,” she said to the nurse who nodded. With the help of Stiles’ friend who had introduced himself as Scott and kept looking at her oddly, Y / N managed to put Stiles in her car and went up in her turn. As she was buckling Stiles’ seat belt, the latter muttered in his sleep and placed his hand on Y / N’s while slowly opening his eyes and smiling.

“Thank you mom …” He whispered before falling asleep again.

Stiles didn’t know, but these simple words had succeeded in making her very happy and she hoped that one day she would be called that officially. Y / N smiles while starting the car.

The months went by that way. Noah and Y / N became very close and the day the sheriff announced to his son that he was officially forming a couple with Y / N was the most beautiful day of his life. And the one when she moved with them was even better. But the best day was when Noah Stilinski asked in marriage the woman he had fallen in love with at the supermarket.

Stiles was very excited. Everything was going so well in his life, he wanted to cry. When he talked about it to the pack, all his friends could only be happy for him. And when his father asked him to be the best man, he couldn’t hold back the tears of joys that ran down his cheeks and took his father in his arms.

“All that just because we had no more milk on a Sunday morning …” Stiles muttered between two sobs.

His father laughed gently as he stroked his back. “Our lives have become better, thanks to Y / N. I love her so much. ”

“I love her too,” Stiles smiled in his tears, huddling his face against his father’s shirt, which bore his reassuring smell.

The marriage took place a few weeks later. It was really beautiful. Stiles invited all his friends and their families and the sheriff asked his colleagues to attend the wedding. So everyone was gathered in the little church to watch the beautiful moment that each of them lived. Stiles was at the front, near his father and the priest and held the rings in his hands, tapping nervously. He didn’t have a big job, but for him it was extremely stressful. He made sure every 10 seconds that the rings were beautiful and still in the case. His father finally sighed, turning to him to tell him to relax when the music began. It wasn’t the traditional wedding music, no, it was a song that Y / N had chosen herself.

Canon in D, by Pachelbel, played violin. The melody was beautiful, slow and touching. Then the doors of the church opened and the bride made her entrance to the rhythm of the melody. All the guests then rose.

Y / N was simply gorgeous in her white dress. A breathtaking beauty that made everyone breathless, true light, an angel. Stiles forgot his nervousness and stood straight until she reached the front of the church and all the guests sat down so that the priest could begin to speak.

“If we have gathered in this place, it’s to unite this man and this woman by the sacred bonds of marriage. Marriage presupposes that the spouses commit themselves to each other without being forced by any one, promise themselves fidelity for all their lives and accept the responsibility of spouses and parents. Is that how you hear it? ”

“ Yes. ”

The priest then turned to Stiles, who quickly wiped a tear that rolled down his cheek.

“Do you agree to be the witness of this union? ”

“Yes, I accept it. ”

“If anyone wants to oppose this union, let him say it now or stay silent forever. ”

The whole assembly remained silent, except the sobs of a person weeping with tears in the room. Stiles looked up and scrutinized all the guests and finally looked up at Malia, who was crying in the arms of a Lydia who didn’t know what to do.

“It’s so beautiful,” she whispered in her tears.

“Hm. Noah Stilinski, do you want to take Y / F / N as your wife, love her, cherish her, in wealth as in poverty, in happiness as in adversity and until death separates you ?”

Stiles handed one of the rings to his father, smiling, eyes full of water. Noah took the ring and rested his gaze on the magnificent woman who made his heart beat.

“I want it. ”

And he put the ring on her finger.

“Y / F / N, will you take Noah Stilinski as your spouse, love him, cherish him, in wealth as in poverty, in happiness as in adversity and until death separates you? ”

Stiles gave the second alliance to Y / N.

“ I want it. ”

And she passed the ring on his finger.

“I declare you united in the eyes of all by the sacred bonds of marriage. You can kiss the bride. ”

Originally posted by abigayle12000

Noah lost no time, grabbed his new wife and laid his mouth against hers with the thunder of applause from the assembly, which rose from their seats.

“I love you …” He whispered against her mouth, placing his forehead against hers.

“I love you …” She answered by closing her eyes, savoring the beautiful moment.

“Don’t forget me!” A voice said and Noah grabbed his son by the jacket to approach him to make a family hug.

"Oh darn. Sorry to cut the mood, but I forgot to say it this morning,” Stiles began by clasping his hands over his mouth.

“What?” The newlyweds said in union.

"We have no more milk!”


Stilinski-Hale Social Media AU - [1/?]

I tried so freaking hard to make this dream a reality but there’s only so much you can do on an iPad, apparently. Sigh. Sorry for this shit. Just look at the pretty pictures. And thank you @hoechlindylan for the help. Sigh.

Heart beats fast
Colors and promises
How to be brave?
How can I love when I’m afraid to fall?
But watching you stand alone,
All of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow.

One step closer

And all along I believed I would find you
Time has brought your heart to me
I have loved you for a thousand years
I’ll love you for a thousand more

because who doesn’t love wedding AUs??