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wintertime love (1.4k words | teen | archive of our own)
Derek takes Stiles on a romantic weekend getaway to the old Hale cabin.
written for @averysterekwinter
Walking Through the Storm
Day 3: Ice/Snow ==> Post-Apocalytpic - Nuclear Winter AU
Give me all the feels for Stiles stranded in New-York, determined to reach Beacon Hill where his dad is before the Ice Age settles in. And who does he meet on the way?
@averysterekwinter
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Am I drawing cheap quality art for my own WIP? Yes I sure am.
This is for my upcoming fic Searching Every Lonely Place
which should be coming to you, uhhhh, soon? when I pull my head out of my ass and actually revise it instead of hoping the writing gods do it for me
also for @averysterekwinter day 3 Ice/snow
because why not
good morning (from me to you) sterek, 6k, so much fluff you can see it from 35,000 feet for: @averysterekwinter day 3: ice/snow summary: The schedule is hard on them both; Stiles is usually around for three days, gone four, but the messages help keep them connected. He still can’t believe sometimes that the guy who was meant to be a one night stand that he swiped right on—and who technically still lives halfway across the country from him—has turned into someone Derek thinks he can’t live without.
Which, unfortunately, is the problem.
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Strip it all away (1/1)
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Summary: Normal hockey practice definitely involves his teammates trying to score on him. Except usually the stakes don’t involve getting them naked if he makes the save. Stiles is pretty sure that the distraction of the captain and his long-time crush wearing nothing but his skates is going to kill him.
AN: For @little-magicpuff. All your fault, as usual. Because without you there would be no Strip Shootout AU in any fandom, let alone in this one.
Also, day 3 of @averysterekwinter
Preview:
“Strip shootout,” Coach said and watched everyone’s eyes bug out.
Including Stiles’, let’s be real. Because this was a lot. Especially since this was kind of nerve-wracking for him in particular - almost as much as it was for the rest of the guys, but he still would have liked some advance warning. He probably would have spent a lot more time on his stretches if he knew they were going to do a strip shootout today.
If he knew that it was up to him to get the guys on his team naked.
Clearly that was his sacred duty as a goalie here - to make sure that he stopped all of the shots and made his teammates have to take their pads and gloves and everything but their skates off at some point - if the coaches would let them take it that far.
Fuck, he really hoped that the coaching staff would let them take it that far.
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Icy what you did there
@averysterekwinter Day 3 (Tue January 26th): Ice / Snow
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“Derek look!” Stiles stands by the window, the same spot he’s been occupying for the last thirty minutes.
In the kitchen, Derek puts the lid on the saucepan and turns down the stove to let the soup simmer. “You showed me already.”
“Yeah, but—” Stiles waves his arm excitedly at the window. “It’s snowing!”
The small wispy flakes dance in narrow beam light of the solitary streetlight.
Derek sets the timer and wanders over, wrapping his arms Stiles from behind and hooking his chin over his boyfriend’s shoulder.
“I can’t believe you’ve never seen snow before.”
“I have seen snow before,” Stiles argues. “But not like, proper snow.” He stares outside for another minute. “I’m going to make a snow angel.”
Derek huffs out a small amused breath. “It probably won’t settle.” Stiles slumps against him, his whole posture broadcasting his disappointment. “But maybe tomorrow we could drive up into the mountains a bit. If we leave early enough, we might be able to find some before it melts.”
“Yeah?” Stiles turns and looks up at Derek hopefully.
“Yeah, we’re not in a flurry. We can see it tomorrow.”
“Uh, what was that?” Stiles asks, twisting to look up at Derek. “Was that a snow pun? You’re not allowed to be funnier than me.”
Derek laughs returns to the kitchen to finish dinner. He’s just pulling the bread rolls out of oven when Stiles sighs.
“Oh, I think it stopped.”
Stiles keeps checking at the window until it’s time for bed, but it doesn’t snow again.
*
Derek is usually the first to rise in the morning. He likes to get a run in before breakfast and no amount of bribing has ever convinced Stiles to come with him. This morning is no exception.
He gets changed into his running gear then goes to find his shoes on the porch. He opens the front door and freezes, staring out into the front yard. Then he shuts the door, turns and heads back to the bedroom.
“Stiles.”
The human groans and mashes his face into the pillow. “What?”
“Get up.” Derek shakes Stiles playfully by the shoulder until his boyfriend turns and blinks up at him.
“What is this?” Stiles grumbles. “It’s too early. This is cruel and unreasonable—"
Standing, Derek goes to the window and pulls the curtains open.
“—and oh my god!” Stiles jumps out of bed and rushes to press his face against the glass. “Oh my god.” His breath fogs up the glass with little puffs of condensation. He turns to Derek, grinning. “Snow!”
Derek chuckles and sits on the end of the bed to watch as Stiles scrambles around the room to get dressed. In his rush, Stiles forgoes his gloves and beanie, eager to get outside and frolic in their winter wonderland.
“Come on, lets go.” Stiles drags Derek out towards the front door, pausing only to tug on his shoes.
“Wait.” Derek holds out Stiles’ waterproof jacket. “With great powder comes great responsibility. You’re going to want this, trust me.”
Stiles gapes at him. “What is this? What have you done with my boyfriend?” He hip checks Derek and snatches his jacket.
“I’m just snowing with the flow.”
Laughing at Stiles’ disgruntled face, Derek opens the front door and pushes him outside.
“Oh my god.” Stiles stands on the edge of the porch. “There’s so much of it.” He jumps from the top step into the snow. It’s not deep—just a few inches with the grass poking through in lighter areas.
Stiles kicks his feet through the snow. It’s loose and powdery and it sticks to his shoes as he walks.
Derek watches Stiles run in the snow, waiting for his boyfriend’s back to turn before scooping up a handful of snow.
“Hey Stiles, think fast.”
Stiles turns to look at Derek, only to get pegged in the face with a snowball.
“I came, I thaw, I conquered!”
“You are so dead!” Stiles yells, scooping up a handful and shaping it into a projectile.
They run around the front yard until Stiles calls a time out, tucking his red chapped hands under his armpits to warm them up.
“They’re so cold it hurts,” he complains. “Come warm them.”
“You’re lucky I glove you,” Derek tells him, rubbing Stiles’ hands between his own and ducking away when Stiles tries to retaliate by sticking them under his sweater. “Weren’t you going to make a snow angel?” He asks, using the distraction to escape Stiles’ cold fingers.
“Oh yeah.” Stiles flops down onto his butt and lies down, spreading his arms and legs and sweeping them through the snow. “Help me up.”
Derek grabs Stiles hand to help pull him up.
“I didn’t think it would be this sticky,” Stiles says, trying to wipe the ice from his jeans. “Ugh, it’s soaking through.”
“It’ll do that,” Derek says, grinning. “You ready to head inside?”
Stiles stares longingly at the snow and then down that the growing wet patch on his jeans.
“Yeah. I’m starving. We should have pancakes.” He pulls Derek back to the house. “Mm, yeah, definitely a pancakes morning.”
“With lots of coffee,” Derek agrees. “I’d chill for a cup of coffee.”
“I hate you.”
“Say it ain’t snow.”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale & Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Original Hale-Stilinski Child(ren) Additional Tags: Full Shift Werewolves, Abominable Snowman Stiles Stilinski, Car Accidents, Alpha Derek, Werewolf Bites, Near Death, Minor Violence, Blood and Injury, Major Character Injury, Don't copy to another site Series: Part 3 of A Very Sterek Winter 2021 Summary:
Stiles gets into a car accident on a mountain pass. Derek saves his life. Things don't go exactly as expected.
Written for A Very Sterek Winter 2021. Theme: Ice/Snow.
The Last Chance
Title: The Last Chance Ratings: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Fandom(s): Teen Wolf Category: M/M Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski Tags: A Very Sterek Winter Fest 2021, One-Shot, Alpha Derek, Alternate Universe, Everyone Lives Summary: A storm traps Stiles and Derek in a cabin and it makes them talk, settling wounds that had festered for a while. Word Count: 7,678 Year: Future Spoilers: Everything Notes: For @averysterekwinter Theme of Ice/Snow. This is a completed One-shot. There will be no more written in the universe. Cora was never sick and Derek never gave up his Alpha power. Beta: ScarsLikeVelvet
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