#chefsterek

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The Quickest Way to a Man’s Heart (is Through His Bottomless Pit) by isthatbloodonhisshirt (wasterella) 

Explicit | 54k | 1/1

Pulling open his apartment door, he let out an involuntary shout when something was quite literally thrust into his chest hard enough to have him almost tip backwards. He managed to right himself while keeping hold of what had been shoved at him and looked up in time to see his neighbour striding back towards his apartment.

“You’re going to fucking kill yourself.”

His door slammed.

Stiles blinked at the other man’s door, utterly confused, and looked down at what he was holding.

It was a plastic bag, full of what felt like tupperware, which made no sense to Stiles because when had his neighbour broken into his house to steal his tupperware?

[justanothersterekficgirl]

No Words Left Unsaid by countrygirlsfun 

General Audience | 7k | 1/1

Derek makes the appointment himself. That in and of itself is a big deal for him.

It’s been ten years since he got his family killed. Six years since he let Laura, his sister, get killed, leaving only himself as the sole survivor of the Hale family.

And it’s been five years, eleven months since Derek has spoken.

[justanothersterekficgirl]

Unwittingly by Whispering_Sumire 

Mature | 31k | 3/3

Once upon a time, an Alpha werewolf, pregnant with her third child, unwittingly snubbed a powerful sorceress who was feeling petty that day by taking in her unruly, drunken demeanor, sighing, telling her to stop magicking the trees and flowers alive, and could she please call off the oversized dragonflies and the wyverns (thank the Gods it was wyverns, and not dragons, which would've been considerably bigger, harder to deal with, and much more fatal) and leave the Alpha's territory, thank you.

Unbeknownst to nearly everyone, the sorceress, meanly, cast a little curse the pregnant lady's way as she swanned off, and, in due time, the Alpha would give birth to a child who opened his eyes seeing color.

A romantic part of the mother worried, but, eventually, she realized it didn't really change much of anything, as her son lived and laughed and loved as sweetly and softly and kindly as anyone else, besides, she and her Mate quite liked having a child they could share the wonders of colors with.

And so it was that the little, seemingly harmless curse, went unnoticed.

[Or: In a world where you can't see color until you've touched your soulmate...]