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[agentkikirogers]

Ship Ingredients Sterek

[teencopandthesourwolf]

Sometimes, when Derek has to talk on the phone, he doodles. Phone calls are mostly a mixture of painfully awkward and horribly tedious for him, and really just one of his least favourite parts of human life that he has to endure. So, in lieu of howling his discomfort? There's doodling.

Then there are other times—zoning out on a call to the electricity board, or when his uncle is trying to bore Derek to death while Derek is on hold with details of some probably hideous antique painting he's wants to acquire—when there are words. These words are words Derek can't say aloud, at least not during in his waking hours. So he finds himself scribbling them down absently as they flow freely from him, spilling out of his veins like blood from an open wound and through the vessel of his ballpoint pen onto his notepad. All kinds of words; everything and anything that's floating round Derek's mess of a head at the time.

These days, though, these words seem to have a one-track focus, the same subject always on his mind, over and over...

StilesStilesStiles

[strictly-chaotic]

Sterek AU: What Happens in Vegas...

Soooo.. funny story, Daddy-O. On the way back from Mexico we kinda stopped in Vegas, and well I guess what happens in Vegas...follows you home and becomes your son-in-law.

[celestialvoid-fanfiction]

No Such Thing As A Happy Ending (Sterek Beauty and the Beast AU) - CelestialVoid (G)

Stiles is a boy who is dissatisfied with provincial life in the small French town of Beacon Hills, constantly trying to fend off the misplaced courtship of the detestable Peter Hale and escape to a fictional world of wonder where his mind can roam free. The Beast is a prince who lives in isolation after he was placed under a curse until such a time as he could learn to love. A wrong turn taken by John, Stiles’ father, causes the two to meet.

[shoutbee]

[deeowbee]

Merry Christmas, everyone! 🎅🏻🌟❤️

[strictly-chaotic]

Sterek AU :  The Call of the Pile 

Derek had grown restless waiting for Stiles to come home after being away for two weeks at an FBI conference, so he decided to put his nervous energy into something productive: raking the leaves. He knows it’s a futile effort because, well, they live in a forest, but he has to do something and the house has been cleaned spotless numerous times, and he may or may not have built a complete dining room set.

Derek’s got a sizable pile going when he hears Stiles’ Jeep chugging down the driveway.  He smirks to himself and burrows into the pile of leaves, intent on startling him a bit. That plan all goes to hell when Stiles sees the huge pile of leaves, inhales deeply and dives towards it before Derek could fully pop out.

“Honey, I’m home!” Stiles sing-songs as he lands on Derek.

Derek grunts as he flips onto his back, hard feat to accomplish with a laughing Stiles clinging to him.

“How’d you know I was in here,” Derek grunts, hands rubbing up and down Stiles’ arms, happy to finally be able to hold him again.

“Derek, I’m a trained operative of the US Government and a Stilinski to boot.” Stiles traces a finger between the furrowing brow. “Besides I’m pretty sure that a pile of leaves doesn’t breathe, plus your boot was sticking out.”

Derek huffs, “I wanted to surprise you.”

“By disguising yourself as Treebeard?” Stiles chuckles as he picks leaves out of Derek hair and beard. “Although I am surprised you didn’t shift into full wolf. I know how much you love rolling around in the leaves like that.”

Derek won’t deny that, he’s spent too many hikes with Stiles through the Preserve as he lets his wolf indulge its more playful nature. Stiles also has several videos of it. So yeah, no denial there.

The glint in Stiles’ eyes brightens, “Or was this a romantic gesture to demonstrate how you continue to fall for me everyday?!” Stiles eyebrows waggle, and Derek can’t. He looks ridiculous and beautiful and he just needs to kiss him breathless, if not just for cutting off the train of fall related puns threatening to spill out, but to show him just how true that sentiment actually is. 

Stiles giggles through the kiss, mind most likely racing with a thousand puns, but it simmers down as he gets lost in Derek’s everything.

“I missed you,” Derek breathes, hands gently cupping Stiles’ face, fingers tracing over each mole and smile line like a map of his own soul.

“I missed you, too,” Stiles says in between laying kisses on Derek’s forehead, cheeks, and tip of his nose. “I suggest we take this welcome wagon into the house because I’m not digging leaves out of crevices that they shouldn’t be... again.”

Derek chuckles as he hefts them both out of the pile, fingers interlacing as they walk towards the house.

“You know, next time you want to surprise me you could just wear a strategically placed leaf and I could show you exactly how hard I fall for you,” Stiles winks.

Derek fondly rolls his eyes and playfully growls as he tosses Stiles over his shoulder taking him inside to welcome his mate back home properly and thoroughly.

If Stiles wakes up the next morning being served breakfast in bed by Derek donning a singular leaf, then Stiles stays true to his word. 

[celestialvoid-fanfiction]

The Tale of the Nutcracker and the Boy with the Broken Heart (Sterek Nutcracker AU) - CelestialVoid (T+)

It’s Christmas Eve and Stiles’ grandmother gives him a gorgeous nutcracker that had once belonged to his mother. That night, Stiles finds himself caught up in a world of mystery and wonder as the Nutcracker comes to life and battles against the evils of the Mouse King, Deucalion.