I think that’s the nicest thing you’ve said to me Stiles: Are you fishing? I’ve said nice things to you before Derek: For my French oral presentation, you wrote ‘good posture’ in my peer evaluation feedback Stiles: I have never seen someone stand so rigidly– Derek: It was 25% of my grade
When hitman Stiles Stilinski is hired to take down Derek Hale for a handsome payment, he doesn’t hesitate to accept. However, it turns out there’s something more handsome than the payment, and that’s Derek himself. Before long, the lines between professional and personal life blur and Stiles finds himself unwilling to go through with the hit. He surrenders to the target, and reveals he was hired by anti-werewolf advocate Gerard Argent. Eventually, the pair team up to take Argent down, and Stiles soon realizes that when he surrendered to Derek, there was a chance he surrendered his heart to Derek too.
“I know my line of work is… morally ambiguous,” Stiles says, “but usually I’m after criminal masterminds. Guys who hurt little kids. Asshole politicians, people like Gerard. I’m not a hunter Derek, and I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t think I ever could.”
Out of the frying pan and into the fire, Stiles thinks to himself as his gaze darts between the giant wolves surrounding them. He can feel the heat of their bodies like a physical presence as they close in, the sound of their fast-pumping hearts annoyingly loud in him sensitive ears. They smell of fresh kill, but it wasn’t human.
Lydia’s grip tightens around him to the point where it would’ve hurt if he was a fragile human boy. As it is, he stands solid on his good leg while trying to come up with a plan how to fight off six freaking werewolves when his other leg hasn’t had the time to heal.
Another hour and the gray slick-looking one would’ve been dead already.
The black wolf right in front of them steps out of the formation, growling deeply through its bared teeth. Stiles lowers his chin and snarls, extending his own fangs despite knowing a fight would kill him. The blood on his lips is dry and so are his insides: he needs to feed, or his leg will never heal enough to run. But even then: they’ll never be able to outrun a pack this big.
He wants to tell his sister that it’ll be okay, that they’ll be safe soon, but he can’t lie. He can only glare at the beast before him, waiting for it to leap and snap its jaws at their jugulars. But the wolf doesn’t attack; it fixes its stare on Stiles and lets its eyes light up in a bright color.
Sterek AU: In a particularly bad battle with the Alphas, the pack almost loses Isaac. Stiles, the only one who sees how hard Derek is taking it, gets stuck driving him home.
When characters A and B are facing some danger and character A puts out an arm to protect character B
Good variations:
-Character B doesn’t realize the danger until character A puts out his or her arm -Character A isn’t the larger or stronger character but still takes responsibility for character B’s safety -Character A doesn’t stand a chance against the danger -Character A continues talking like there isn’t anything wrong while standing between character B and the threat -Character A doesn’t get along with character B and/or vice versa -The danger is comically minor -Character A has seemed helpless or bumbling but is now revealing inner depths and hidden strength
Somewhere along the way, Derek’s pack keeps dying, one by one, and he loses the control he’s never really had. Stiles, turned true alpha in part thanks to his human pack – Scott, recently acquainted with magic, Lydia, genius and a specialist on all things supernatural and Allison, your friendly neighborhood werewolf hunter – knows that once the pack of Alphas is done with Derek’s pack, they will come after his and he won’t be able to protect them how he should.
Derek is not a fan of Stiles and his band of merry misfits, who keep appearing and helping him, saving him and the rest of his pack multiple times. The night Isaac and Cora almost die, Derek tries to tell Stiles that they can do without the help of humans and a boy turned werewolf (and then alpha) by accident.
Derek overhears a phone conversation between Stiles and Scott.
Stiles: Yeah, right, dumbass. Like I could just go t- Scott: You might wanna shut up. Stiles: -here and tell him, “Oh by the way sourwolf, I think I’m in love with you, please do- Scott: Stiles, you should really shut up. Stiles: -n’t rip my throat out. Scott: Well, I don’t think that’s necessary anymore. Stiles: And why’s that? Scott: You do know that werewolf hearing is, like, a thousand times better than yours, right? Stiles: Of course I d- ohcrap.
I need more Laura Hale OK? Not fanon!Laura who’s so bossy she gets on my nerve almost every time I read a fic with her in it, holy fuck.
Nope, what I need is a sweet!Laura Hale, who’s a little shy when she meets new people but that doesn’t mean she’s an introvert like her younger siblings, just that it takes a while for her to warm up around strangers . (It never takes long though because Laura lives for making new friends and it’s so easy to get captivated with their stories because people are so interesting omg!)
Laura, who’s laugh is the most contagious in the room, loud and boisterous and just so happy all the time that most people can’t believe that she’s Derek and Cora’s older sister. (Scott takes a double take when he first meet Laura because wow a smiling Hale.) Laura who is only five years old when Talia comes home with a baby!Derek and is immediately in love with his squishy red face. She dotes on him, lets him play with her toys and crayons and sings him a lullaby when baby!Derek can’t sleep. She does the same thing to Cora too when Cora is born, but ends up still mothering her brother more even as they grow up. “I’m not Derek, Laura. I don’t need anyone to take care of me.” Cora rebuffs her once, face pale and sweaty as she glares at her older sister from beneath her comforters. Laura smiles, hands her sister a bowl of soup. “OK.”
Give me shopaholic! Laura, so in love with every new trend and loves to drag Derek shopping with her. Derek who is a stingy butt and nearly cries when he looks at his older sisters resit, muttering about debts and loans and I’ll be dragged into it too won’t I? But who is he kidding? He loves spending time with Laura, she’s fucking hilarious alright.
Laura Hale who pulls Stiles into a tight hug when Derek finally brings him to dinner, not threatening to dump his body somewhere else because that is fucking rude ok? That shouldn’t be anyone’s first impression when they’re meeting someone important in their significant others life. (the dinner goes splendid; she and Stiles gets along so well, Derek is almost jealous.)
Laura who can’t cook for shit and wriggles herself to Cora’s side, eyes wide and begging because she’s really hungry and her lil sister makes the best lasagna oh pwetty please Coraline-chan??? (Cora groans and pushes her sisters face away, eyes crinkling at the corner in fond amusement. She’s a lot like Derek that way, they’re always keeping their emotions to themselves god knows why)
Patient! Laura, never pushing anyone she loves to do something they’re not ready to do and simply giving them a shoulder to cry on or cuddle fest. Because she loves them OK? She’ll die protecting them.
Just…Laura Hale is so much more than the angry bossy stubborn character that fandom is so obsessed with alright? I just need Derek and Cora’s sister to be gentle and caring and just a big sister that’s it.
fill your backpack/pencil box/locker/car with pancakes and offer them to new friends
but what if they dont like pancakes
then you probably don’t want them as a friend anyway tbh
Okay but like imagine Stiles and Derek’s daughter being super nervous for her first day of school and Stiles tells her to offer pancakes to make friends and she’s all pouty like “but what if they dont like pancakes?” And Stiles looks her dead in the eyes “then they dont deserve your friendship” and Derek is just in the background sighing like “Stiles why”
Derek: Stiles I don’t like pancakes.
Stiles: Yeah, and you’re still on thin ice for that, buddy!
Derek: Stiles, we’re married.
Stiles: THIN. ICE.
Their daughter, rolling her eyes: Love is so gross….I hate you both.
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