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July 29, 2014 at 1:10am
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Anonymous said: Sterek a/b/o where Derek is an Alpha trying to woo Stiles and Stiles is having none of it


"Now?" Derek heaves in a breath, punches the mermaid still writhing under his foot, and looks at Stiles expectantly.

"No!" Stiles snaps, binds the mermaid’s hands and glares up at Derek.

"I bought you out here for a romantic walk on the beach! You said you liked that shit on your facebook profile."

"I was being ironic!"

Derek snarls, steps on the mermaids tail until he stops writhing. “That’s just dumb.”

"Looking for ways to woo me is dumb, dude. I’m not dating you."

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Anonymous said: amy could you write fic of derek just quietly being the most romantic to stiles??


Sometimes, Stiles gets cold feet in the middle of the night. He drives Derek crazy about it. He’ll stick them between Derek’s calves and jerk him awake in shock, or he’ll start rubbing his toes along the sheet frantically, trying to create warmth. Sometimes, he’ll bring his toes up to his stomach and hold them between his fingers, and Derek’ll get a damn knee in his face. 

He’s not complaining about Stiles’ flexibility in general. 

Not at all.

But, Stiles flipping back the covers, letting the air in, and staggering around the bedroom in search of socks at three in the morning is a little irritating. 

On one such occasion, Derek groans as the sheet hits him in the face, and Stiles begins hopping about. 

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Anonymous said: Have you ever seen that video of the guy havinf surgery then meeting his wife/girlfriend again while on drugs and just starts saying things like "you married me??? Im so lucky wow youre so beautiful" i love it so much. can you write a sterek like that where stiles has surgery and is just complimenting derek while on the drugs omg?? thank you ily


Derek leans forward as Stiles’ eyes flutter open, touches his hand carefully. 


Stiles scrunches his face up, squints at him groggily, “Who’re you?”

"I’m Derek," he says hesitantly, reminding himself the doctor did say this could happen. It’s not long term. It’s not a terrible spell gone wrong. Derek will be remembered by the most important person in his life eventually. He swallows hard, tries not to panic. "I’m your husband."

Stiles’ eyes go wide, “You’re what— you’re my— you?

Derek tamps down on the flash of hurt, “Yeah, I’m sor—”

"Holy bananas, how’d I— how’d I get you to marry me? You’re so beautiful.”

Derek laughs, “So’re you.”

"Yeah, but," Stiles points weakly at Derek’s mouth, "Look at’your teeth, oh my god, how do they even— s’cute. Am I— Are you sure?”

"Pretty sure," Derek promises, squeezes his hand, "There was a ceremony and everything."

"What?" Stiles sits up a little, blinks wildly, "Did we really— I mean— really?"

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July 22, 2014 at 6:52pm
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Anonymous said: Prompt: (I'm not sure if you know come dine with me the UK TV show?) stiles and Derek contestants competing against each other / couples come dine with me with established!sterek competing against other people? LOVE U XX


"You know," Stiles sits down on Derek’s bed gingerly, wiggles his eyebrows at the camera, "I’ve been picturing this room all week."

There’s a lot of dark green, and dark blue like Derek’s walls have to match his dark, tortured soul. But, by god, can that man cook. 

"Oh jeez," he murmurs, "These sheets are nice. Silk! Of course," he points to the camera man, "We called that, right?"

The camera man snorts and rolls his eyes, “Answer the questions, Stiles.”

"So glad it took you till our last day together to quit calling me Mr Stilinski, Scotty.”

"It’s my job," Scott hisses, forgetting the camera for a moment and batting Stiles’ hands away from where he’s still feeling up the sheets. "I have to be professional."

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