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Okay just putting this one out there but STILES IS ADORKABLE!!!!! Also, I JUST WANNA HUG DEREK SO FRIGGIN BAD... I promise its just a hug in a totally friendly way...I have a boyfriend and wouldn't dream of stealing anyone's
~derek as the librarian :)
i completely blame notesfromsterek and this post: http://notesfromsterek.tumblr.com/post/27151913345 and i think derek would be awesome at it, reading the lore and researching while it's not busy ;)
~i've been eager for days to post this :D it's like a little follow up piece to this one: http://raikea-art.tumblr.com/post/26036379398/little-derek-confessing-his-mom-his-feelings-for
Why Parents Are So Lame
Me: OMG notesfromsterek answered my question today! AAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!
Mom: Ok...?
Me: THAT'S SO AWESOME!!!!!!!!
Mom: What's notesfromsterek?
Me: -_- *sighs* so basically you ask this person on tumblr something about Derek or Stiles from Teen Wolf and the person answers in character. BUT IT WAS SO COOL!!!!!
Mom: But you know it's not the real people, right?
Me: Way to kill my dreams, you bitch.
Call Me Maybe: a Sterek Drabble.
Stiles Stilinski loved summer. He loved taking the doors off his baby-blue Jeep; deciding out of the blue he wanted ice cream; checking out the college kids home for the summer at the beach; the Relay For Life where he and Scott singlehandedly ran a booth dedicated to his mother, Gemma Rose Foster Stilinski. But one thing he absolutely loved about summer? The songs of the summer. The local top 40 radio station was currently playing What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction, and ever since Derek had said that was their song, he'd made it his job to learn each and every word. "Baby you light up my world like nobody else," he crooned, mimicking the voice of the wild-haired teenager that sung the chorus. "the way that you flip your hair gets me whelmed." Next they played Starships by Nicki Minaj and Stiles laughed out loud, recalling when Derek had mentioned he totally didn't hate this song. It was completely obnoxious, how could he like it? "Starships were meant to fly, hands up and touch the sky, can't stop, 'cause we're so high," he wrinkled his nose as he sang along. Was Nicki Minaj high when she wrote this or something? It was awful and exactly why did Derek like it? "I threw a wish in a well," Carly Rae Jepsen's saccharine voice floated through the speakers and Stiles grinned, turning it up. "Don't ask me, I'll never tell, I looked towards you as I fell, and still you're in my way, I trade my soul for a wish, pennies and dimes for a kiss, I gave you nothing for this and still you're in my way," he sang along as he pulled up near Derek's house, leaving the far on. "Your stare was holdin', ripped jeans, skin was showin', hot night, wind was blowin', where you think you're goin' baby? HEY I JUST MET YOU AND THIS IS CRAZY, BUT HERE'S MY NUMBER, SO CALL ME MAYBE?" he screamed the chorus. Derek Hale was standing beside the car with his arms crossed over his chest, a smirk painted on his face. Stiles turned tomato-red and hung his head down shamefully. A/N: okay, I don't own Teen Wolf or Nicki Minaj or One Direction :( I do own Gemma Foster Stilinski though. She's mine, I came up with her. And it's my headcanon she died from cancer, hence her Relay For Life booth. This is also inspired by notesfromsterek, don't judge me. I know it sucks, give me a break, it's 2am.
Untitled Baby!Sterek featuring Laura and Robyn, inspired by anotesfromsterek's "moms 500" question. Written by heyyoureperf-noa3lizabeth. Author's Note: Robinson, nicknamed Robyn, is from a Tumblr rp, his URL is wolfboyrobyn in case you're interested. There's also a brief cameo from Erica, but don't blink or you'll miss it. ~ Laura Hale was twelve years old, she'd be going into middle school that year, she was too old to be playing at the park with her five-year-old brother Derek and her three-year-old brother Robinson. But, on the last day of school, her mom handed her fifty dollars for the high marks on her report card and told her if she babysat her younger brothers, she would have another fifty before school started. Derek was just sitting on the swing, his short twig-like legs kicking, the golden bell tied around his tiny wrist jingling as he swung back and forth. She was sure he'd rather be curled up on the couch, one of the many dogeared werewolf mythology books open in his lap, which was how he'd spent most of the summer. But their mother had requested he visit the park at least once so he could get used to being around other kids before he started school that fall. Robinson was much more active, he was running across the colorfully-decorated playground with a little blonde girl and a tiny boy in a plaid shirt with a buzz cut. The smallest boy quickly abandoned the two and sat down on the swing beside Derek, puffing his already chipmunk-like tomato-red cheeks out and giggling incessantly. Derek seemed to ignore the other, steadying his swing and shuffling despondently over to his older sister and curling up beside her. "No, Derek, go play," she patted the top of his head and started to push him towards the edge of the couch. "we have to go home soon anyways, it'll be Robyn's naptime soon enough." A pouty look, one that would become second nature as he became older, graced his childlike features as he ambled over to a small plastic playhouse and the little boy followed, popping his thumb into his mouth as he padded into the playhouse. Among the excited screams of children and the smell of marijuana being smoked not too far off, Laura could make out the conversation between the boy and her younger brother. "I'm Genim," the little boy said brightly, with a small lisp on his s. "but you can call me Thtiles like my friend Thcott." "Derek," the older of the two grumbled with his arms crossed over his chest. "Are you thad, Derek?" Stiles' brown-gold eyes sparkled as he patted the older's cheeks, eliciting a small smile. "Why are you thad?" "I just don't like the park," he responded, thinking that maybe, if Stiles was at the park, he would go more often, definitely. "But everybody liketh the park," he responded incredulously, his eyes widening. "Thcott and I love the park." Robyn toddled into the playhouse. "Laura says we have to go, Derek." The most obedient of the Hale children, Derek obliged. "Goodbye Stiles." "No, no, before you go, you gotta get my number from my Mommy so we can play thome more," Stiles steered Derek towards a woman in a navy pleated polka-dot dress that hit just above the knees. "But my Mom isn't here, I'm here with my big sister Laura," Derek responded, looking down at his sand-colored Timberland boots. "Mama, Mama, thith ith Derek. You have to give his big thithter our number," the little boy grabbed the woman's wrist and dragged him over to where Laura was sitting with a book. "Laura, this is Stiles and his Mom. Stiles is my new friend, he and I played together today," "Okay, Derek," she smiled up at Stiles' mom. "you can just write your number in my notebook, I have a pen." she fished a pen out of her bag and handed it to Stiles' mom, along with an empty notebook. "I'm Gemma Stilinski and I have a feeling we'll be seeing a lot of each other soon," she extended a hand to Laura, who let go of sleeping Robyn for a brief moment to shake her hand. "Nice to meet you, Gemma, I'm Laura Hale, Derek's sister," she smiled. "most of the time, I'm kind of in charge. Our parents work a lot." "Well, I'll give you a call, Derek seems like such a sweetheart, I'd love to have him over," Gemma exclaimed. "Well, I need to get him," she motioned to Robyn, asleep on her hip. "back home for a nap, but I'll make sure we keep in touch. Come on, Derek." Derek discreetly flashed Laura a look that read, "But I wanna stay with Stiles," but he followed as Laura started the walk home. "'Bye Derek," Stiles waved as they walked off.
D'aww! In notesfromsterek, their song is What Makes You Beautiful. :D precious. I shall write about that.