Top 5 favourite Sterek moment, if you still do this
OKAY it’s been almost 6 years since I have watched a single scene of Teen Wolf but HERE WE GO:
5. Derek shoving Stiles up against the wall and Stiles not having any of his shit and that REALLY INTENSE MOMENT of both of them looking at each other’s mouths before they step away.
4. “Ow what was that for?!” “YOU KNOW WHAT THAT WAS FOR.”
3. Stiles staying with Derek to help him out instead of going to his lacrosse game the night he was supposed to start first line, which was canonically his number one goal for the entire first season. And he skipped the game to help Derek. Yeah. Feelings. (Why yes I really loved s1e9, why do you ask)
2. Stiles looking at Derek with a tear-stained face and Derek turning to Jennifer and asking very calmly what’s happened to Stiles’s dad.
1. The pool scene. C’mon. Puny human Stiles jumping in and holding Derek up in 8 feet of water for two hours? If I hadn’t already been on board that ship, this scene alone would’ve done it.
+1. Derek going up against his only living family in order to protect Stiles; don’t look at me.
I'm curious about 12 and 13 for the fic meme! Thank you for your time <3
12. What’s the hardest thing to write for you?
Right now, smut is extremely hard for me to write, which is very annoying when my brain delivers unto me story ideas that require sex scenes. (Looking at you, Castlevania fic ideas.) Also, emotional scenes in general can be a struggle because I feel like everything turns out as “he felt sad” or “she was really REALLY angry.” Instead of, like, pulling you in and showing you how the characters feel.
13. Do you have a favorite character to write for?
Yes, I generally have a favorite character to write in each fandom (or a preferred POV character), which shockingly does not always coincide with who’s my favorite in the show!
For Teen Wolf, it’s Stiles. For Tiger & Bunny, it’s Barnaby. For Gargoyles, it’s Elisa and Alex (yes, I know he is only a baby in canon but let me tell you, the enjoyment I have gotten out of imagining how this kid is going to grow up is astounding), which is also probably the only fandom wherein my favorite characters to write are not actually part of the main ship I ship?? I mean, I guess you could kind of count Reluctant BFFs Elisa & Xanatos as a ship, albeit a platonic one.
answered already but inception is genuinely my favorite movie in the world i can’t stress enough
7. what color brings you peace?
lilac
13. what’s your comfort food?
noodles. esp like buttered egg noodles with garlic flavor and parmesan
29. morning, afternoon or night?
NIGHTTIME it is so much better just to exist at night. peace exists and it can be found hours after the sun has set (or in the hours right before it rises) when you have soft lights glowing in your room and the world is just a little bit more still than it normally is
I had a thought (because I’m weak when it comes to my otps slow dancing) and I made the mistake of telling @sa-satan, ‘cause then I had to write it. So here we go: SpideyPool “slow dancing”.
Read on AO3.
“Dance with me.”
Peter looked up from the text book laid out in his lap and pushed his glasses further up the bridge of his nose, so he could better see Wade. Wade who was standing in front of him, a wide and toothy smile on his face and his hand stretched out to him.
Having been engrossed with studying, Peter hadn’t paid attention to Wade or what he had been doing for the past... well, for the past couple of hours, so he hadn’t even noticed that the previous silent room was now filled with slow and smooth music.
“I’m studying, Wade,” he pointed out, lifting the book shortly before dropping his gaze back to it. “Dance with yourself.”
Wade dropped his hand and it slapped against his bare - because Wade apparently liked to walk around in just in his underwear when they weren’t out in public - thigh. “Pete, you’ve been studying for hours,” he complained and crouched down in front of him. “Take a break and dance with me, baby. Please.”
Peter sighed heavily, his shoulders slumping and his eyes closing for just a second. “Fine. Sure.” Ignoring Wade’s celebration dance (which was more of just a wiggle) he closed the book and got up on his feet. “But no funny business, we’re just dancing.”
Wade help up his hands. “I swear I won’t touch your dick,” he said, grinning when Peter gave him a look of narrowed eyes, “but I won’t promise not to touch your butt.”
Rolling his eyes, Peter stepped closer. “Touch my ass and I’ll break your hand.”
“That’s not what you said last night,” Wade countered and didn’t let Peter respond, before he took his hand in his and pulled him close, his other hand landing on Peter’s hip.
And it was only when his own free hand moved to rest on Wade’s shoulder, that Peter really registered it. “What are you doing?”
“Dancing with you.” Wade had already started swaying along with the smooth music playing around them, despite Peter not moving along with him. “Obviously.”
“No, I mean-” Peter cut himself off, his hand previously on Wade’s shoulder sliding down to grab the hand resting on his hip. “What are you doing with this?” At Wade’s confused eyebrow quirk, he continued. “What makes you think you’re the one leading this dance?”
Wade blinked once, twice, then grinned widely and wrapped his hand around Peter’s, both their hands linked together now. “Oh, so Mr. University Man wants to lead the slow dance, huh? Hate to break it to you, baby boy,” he said and in a quick movement, he pulled Peter flush against him, one hand still holding onto one of Peter’s and the other now resting on the small of his back, “but you’re not gonna lead.”
Peter scoffed and wiggled, hand grabbing at the one on his back in an attempt to get it away. “I’m leading or we’re not dancing, Wade.”
“Oh, come on!” Wade complained with a whine and tried to put his hand back where it had been.
Peter wasn’t having it.
What had been the start of a slow dance around the small bedroom of Wade’s apartment quickly became a fight for the lead, neither of them willing to be the bigger man and just let the other lead.
And fighting for the lead quickly turned to wrestling on the floor, when Wade lost his balance and dragged Peter down with him.
Which was how Wade ended up on his stomach, legs pinned down by the weight of Peter sitting on him, one arm pinned down to the floor by Peter’s foot, and the other arm being held in place on his back.
“Okay, okay!” Wade yelled, not even trying to hide the pained laugh that followed, when Peter bend his arm in an even more awkward angle, and he slapped his free palm to the floor a few times. “I give up! You win!”
“Good.” Peter let go of him and got up. Wade didn’t follow, just sighed in relief and laid there, resting his cheek on the floor.
“Now, are we gonna dance or are you just gonna lay there?”
He heard the rushing footsteps, the stress in his boyfriend’s voice. He heard the opening and closing of drawers and the groans in frustration. He heard it all, but did he react? No. He just kept his eyes on the newspaper laid out on the table he was seated at, slowly chewing a mouthful of cereal, spoon in one hand.
“Derek, have you seen my keys?” The voice sounded closer now, the footsteps becoming louder, and it was only a second later that Stiles appeared from the hall, hair a mess and the collar of his uniform stood up instead of laid down flat.
Not that Derek noticed though. His eyes were still focused on the newspaper, scanning over an article about... something.
Leia, however, did notice. She instantly lifted her head from where it had been resting between her paws on the ground, her tail wagging widely at the sight of Stiles.
Derek shrugged and shoveled in another spoonful of cereal. “Nope,” he managed around the mouthful as he flipped to another page, a small grin threatening to appear on his lips but he hid it behind his chewing.
He could practically hear the roll of those beautiful, brown eyes that came along the loud groan and the flailing arms, and he only glanced up for a second, just to see Stiles walk over to the fridge and yank it open.
“I can’t find them,” Stiles said as he rummaged through the fridge, head stuck into it. “And I was supposed to leave two minutes ago! I’m gonna be so late!”
Derek swallowed the cereal before speaking, scooping up another spoonful. “I doubt your dad’ll mind or even notice if you’re a few minutes late.”
Stiles scoffed and stood back up. “Obviously you haven’t spend enough time around my dad,” he said, closing the fridge with a heavy sigh and raising his hands to the top of his head. “He’s gonna punish me so bad, oh my God. I’m gonna have to take the shit call ins and the extra paper work!”
He groaned loudly, his shoulders slumping, before he crouched down and reached out to grab under Leia’s chin. “Leia, my sweet princess,” he said, his voice softer but still full of stress. “Have you seen my keys?”
Derek smiled as he watched Leia’s tail wagging widely, her head resting heavily on Stiles’ hand. With a soft sigh, he put down the spoon and closed the newspaper, revealing the keys hidden underneath.
“Oh,” he started, grabbing them from the table and holding them up. “There they are.”
The instant Stiles lifted his gaze from their dog to Derek and the keys, his eyes narrowed to a halfhearted glare and his lips went into a thin line. He huffed and stood up, reaching over to snatch the keys from Derek’s grip. “You’re so gonna pay for that tonight,” he said, staying in Derek’s space.
“Can’t wait,” Derek replied, a grin pulling at his lips and he allowed it to grow, only to fade as they leaned in for a kiss.
The kiss didn’t last for more than a couple of seconds, because then Stiles leaned back, patted his cheek, and turned around to rush toward the front door. “I love you, asshole!” he yelled just before leaving their shared apartment.
“Love you too, idiot,” Derek said to the closed door, a hand reaching down to pet Leia’s head that was now resting on his thigh.
im not crazy enough to ask about derek or cap america, so i go with kira
good choice, i wouldn’t have shut up about either of them.
How I feel about this character: I love her so much. I liked her almost immediately, and I fell in love with her after maybe two episodes, ‘cause I’m weak as hell. I’m so happy to have her on the show.All the people I ship romantically with this character: Scott/Kira, Malia/KiraMy non-romantic OTP for this character: I love the idea of Kira and Derek being buddies, but I love Kira and Allison being good friends even more.My unpopular opinion about this character: She’s not a blush-y idiot. Yes, she’s clumsy and she rambles on occasion, but she’s not not the blush-y idiot, that people tend to write her as. Personally I don’t really like that, only if it’s done right.One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: I just want her to be happy. I want her to become an even bigger badass and kick every bad guy’s ass, ‘cause she absolutely could.
@sa-satan wrote this lovely drabble for me, she’s amazing and i love her. <3
Derek knew he will regret it to go to the movies.
Not that he regets that he went with Kira, but its hard to deal with Kira crying over a dead dog.
He’s bad at dealing with crying people generally.
But with Kira it’s worse, because when she cries, it takes you with and you end up crying with her.
He’s trying to calm her down in front of the toilets, trying to hide her from judging people, who are walking past them.
Even growling at some who stared at them.
A laugh made him turn around and Derek saw two friends, probably at least. The girl who was laughing had brown hair. The boy, too had brown hair.
But he was crying, sniffing angrily at his friend.
They were close to them, making Kira stop sniffing and sobbing.
Curiously, she looked at the stranger and her eyes widen at the sight.
She wiped at her eyes, making her eyes redder than they normally were.
Derek wanted to scoff at her for changing her mood so fast.
But he gets it, he would probably have done the same, if he had cryed.
At the same time, he saw how that guy also wiped at his eyes, his friend starring at Kira, making her giggle.
Alright, he takes it back.
He doesn’t regret it one bit that he went to the movies with Kira.
