minus-moscow:

@tw-femslash-friday | Oct 5 | Room-mates

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↳ Allison Argent x Erica Reyes

It’s the first
pack-meeting-come-movie-night since newly minted room-mates Allison and Erica,
decided they were more than just room-mates. And Stiles is nearly levitating off his cushion.

“But … but ..” he flaps his hand
inelegantly between them. “You two!”

“Stiles,” says Allison, patiently
and softly. “We’re two intelligent women who are able to communicate openly and
honestly about our past, and find compassion and resolution and – ” She pauses
and takes Erica’s hand in hers. They share a smile.

“It was basically just a lot of
hate-sex and then we found our groove,” says Erica, smirking, before placing a
tender kiss at the edge of Allison’s lips.

“Called it,” says Stiles,
fist-pumping, switching from confused puppy to smirking mastermind in mere
seconds. Then to the rest of the pack, “You losers owe me fifty
bucks!”

“Stiles,” says Derek, eyebrows in full effect, “gloating doesn’t become you. Congratulations you two. Now, who wants popcorn?“

bakenyan:

Your werewolf s/o knowing you don’t eat meat so when they try to court you instead of dropping dead deers or boars at your feet, they bring you a bunch of veggies. Like entire potato plants or a bunch of cauliflowers seemingly fresh from a field. A wolf mouth full of turnips. They notice that it kind of works out, at least you eat some of it. Which encourages them to get a little more creative. The next thing you get is an entire branch from an apple tree. A few berry bushes left on your front porch. You’ve given up asking them whose farms they’ve been raiding cause all you get in response is a proud “I’ve hunted! For you!”