#ohbvcks

[maxburnett]

How bad is it that I’m hoping more for a showing of Finn than I am for this actual match?

This was me the whole PPV.

[bleep0bleep]

Derek Hale finding he enjoys bath bombs. Especially if they're what, lavender, I think that are the calming ones? Yeah. After a particularly rough night he goes home and drops one into a hot bath. Bonus points for Stiles' reaction being purely and genuinely in awe.

Derek doesn’t treat himself often. The store had been one of Laura’s favorites, and for the longest time he could never walk past it without the scents of the vanilla and cinnamon making him think of her. She’d enjoyed using the bath bombs a lot, and Derek remembers as a teenager he’d complain all the time about the colorful streaks left in the tub. 

He’s looking in the shop window, and for the first time in a long while, the feeling is different-- time has eased the pain and the guilt, and now it’s just the fond memories of his sister. 

Derek pushes the door open, and the bell tinkles merrily. The employees are friendly-- perhaps a bit too friendly and knowledgeable, and Derek doesn’t know how he finds himself talking, but talk he does. He doesn’t know what quite he wants, but he likes this scent, and he like relaxing after a long day, and ... ends up purchasing an entire bag’s worth of bath bombs, hand creams, and a soap bar shaped like a spaceship for Stiles. 

He gets home and puts dinner in the oven, puts away the laundry, and sits on the couch, wondering what to do next. Stiles won’t be home for awhile; Derek could take this opportunity to work on his next book, but he’s still waiting for feedback from his editor from the last one, and he doesn’t want to switch mindsets on his projects just yet. 

The little brown bag is still sitting invitingly on the table; Derek takes out the tissue-wrapped one for Stiles and puts it in the bedroom, then takes the rest of it to the bathroom. He fills the tub, wondering when the last time he took an actual bath. He must have been a kid. 

The purple-and-pink bath bomb has a touch of glitter in it, and when dropped in the water it starts fizzing immediately, exploding in a cascade of color and gentle lavender scent. Derek undresses and gets in the tub, closing his eyes.

It is calming. The warm water and bubbles are foaming gently around him, and the scent lulls him into a soft peace. 

“There you are,” Stiles says, his voice a little awed. 

Derek opens his eyes. Stiles is standing in the bathroom doorway, still in his deputy uniform, smiling fondly at him. 

“You’re home early,” Derek says.

Stiles walks over to the tub, bending down to kiss Derek on the forehead. “Yeah, I finished everything. Plus, I wanted to see you. Dinner smells amazing, by the way. How was your day? Got yourself some bubble bath, I see.” Stiles dips his fingers in the water, flicking a bubble at Derek.

“I like it.”

“It’s a good look on you,” Stiles says.

“What is?”

“Happy.” 

This makes Derek smile, and he tugs Stiles closer by the shirt, pulling him in for a deep kiss. “You’re getting me all wet,” Stiles says, laughing. 

“Good, now you can join me.”

Stiles laughs and gets undressed, stepping carefully in the tub. It takes some bit of rearranging for them both to fit, but they manage. Derek hums to himself, kissing the back of Stiles’ neck, listening to him talk about his day. He may have never thought he’d get this quiet, soft domesticity, never thought he’d deserve it. But he does. He closes his eyes and lets the sound of Stiles’ voice and the warmth of the bath draw him in, the feeling of safety and comfort and love all around him.

[pieandpucks]

So maybe bitty likes to camp? And not like, roughing it in the wilderness, but camping out for a night is nice. It's also nice when he takes Jack along with him and once it's dark enough he looks up points out which constellations are which, holding Jack's hand up towards the sky to trace along the stars as he goes, voice soft in Jack's ear as if it's a secret meant just for them.

It’s also a nice way for both of them to unwind from stressful days. Just the two of them and the stars in the heavens. Lovingly whispering to each other, making out under the stars.  

[ryvetted4]

Would you happen to have any recommendations where stiles practices magic? Soooo.... Witch or emissary stuff?

I’m so mad right now because I really loved this fic where Stiles is Derek’s emissary (it’s not the main focus but it ends up to be) and Derek knew it all along but Stiles needed to figure it out on his own. And Stiles kept feeling his power everywhere connecting him to Derek and the pack and he felt the forest particularly and used it to save Derek during a huge attack. I saw an ask about it recently and someone even gave the title but I can’t remember or find it anywhere now!!!! :’(((( 

[maxburnett]

That was... a good fucking match ™️

Even tho I was hella anxious through the whole thing yes ... yes it was.

[ryvetted4]

So I found a picture just now on my dash that was total Derek, if you're interested in me sending the link your way

Sure!

[undindjarin-archive]

See? It’s like one of those things where it was like “is... is she on something?” kind of things, but it’s a really logical train of thought

you’re definitely right about that

[undindjarin-archive]

RIGHT? I had the thought and was like OH HELL WAIT A SECOND

you are right and seriously i cant stop thinking about it because if you laugh out loud you’re right its no longer inside of you but like you can always have more laughter inside of you idk but now you got me on this train of thought