Stiles rolling up to Derek’s pack meeting in the middle of the woods like “yo holy shit I need to pet all these good boys and girls” and Derek tries to grab him like “these are wild animals you dumbass” but it’s too late, Stiles is already in the middle of a wolf pile, Derek doesn’t know if he’s getting eaten or welcomed and he just can’t be bothered to find out
Imagine Stiles and Derek planning their wedding. At first they have no idea, the only thing they seem to agree on is having a garden wedding. But one night Stiles is sitting in bed while Derek is in the bathroom getting ready for bed, and out of nowhere he says, “Orange and blue”. Derek comes out of the bathroom and looks at his fiance, confused.
Stiles meets his gaze as he says, “I want our wedding to be orange and blue.”
Stiles expects Derek to argue, but the man just smiles and says, “Orange and blue.”
Slowly, they piece together the details: the suits, the flowers, the cake. And their special day is perfect.
AU | After two terrifying moments in Stiles’ life (Matt holding him and his Dad hostage, being kidnapped by Gerard), Stiles realises that life is too short to hold back secrets and not be who you are. He decides to tell his Dad a secret he has been hiding for quite a while.
Teen Wolf AU: The pack decide to take a road trip to try and forget about all the bad things that have happened to them over the past few months. Everybody is happy, nobody’s dead and everything is beautiful.
This is definitely King Derek being threatened by the Argents and he needs an alliance, quick. Even if it’s just for show, he needs them to think his kingdom isn’t alone and an easy target. And I’ve decided that this will not only be fake married, but also a dash of fake royalty! Stiles is Aladdin without the genie! Or maybe Scott is the genie in this scenario.
Scott works with Derek in the palace. I’m going to say he’s an advisor or something. He’s the guy who’s constantly out in the countryside and villages, talking with the people, finding out what they need to live, and reporting back to Derek. Derek wants to do this himself, does it as much as he can, but he’s king. He’s got a lot of other things going on with the Argents looking for war, and he doesn’t have the time.
So knowing pretty much everyone in the kingdom personally, Scott’s the one who comes up with it all.
“You need a marriage alliance,” he tells Derek, who already knows this.
“And who do you suggest I marry, Scott?” All of the neighboring kingdoms, and even their neighboring kingdoms have their own alliances established and marriages planned. There aren’t many spare royals around. He tells Scott all of this, even though he knows he already knows.
“Then we go north,” Scott shrugs. “There are kingdoms beyond the mountains, there must be someone willing to marry.”
Derek raises his eyebrows dubiously. The north has an…interesting reputation. There’s a reason no one makes alliances across the mountains. It’s cold and wild up there, and the people are the same. Ruthless, hard, unforgiving in battle. They would be a good alliance when it comes to defending the kingdom, but awful the rest of the time. They can’t open up their kingdom to barbarians, and even if they could, there wasn’t enough time to arrange it.
“A messenger wouldn’t even make it across the mountains before the Argents attack, let alone find an ally.”
“Alright, then we fake it.” Scott says it as if it were actually that simple.
“A fake marriage? To a spouse who is always conveniently away on business?”
“We find someone to play the part.”
“Of course,” Derek says with biting sarcasm. “Round up all of our fair skinned subjects here in the far south.” The very few northerners who have crossed the mountains have a very specific look that isn’t found in the south. They’re pale with dark features, nothing like the tanned skin that comes to seafarers of the warmer climate. They’d never be able to find someone to play the part convincingly. “They would see through it in a second and kill us on the spot.”