Anonymous wanted to say:
If you're still taking fic prompts, Sterek + cohabitation please and thank you.
Oh yes! I enjoy thinking about Derek and Stiles moving in together years down the road, Derek out of the loft and Stiles out of his first post-college apartment. They rent a cute little house with a two car garage and a shed out back with a lawnmower in it. Stiles has a job (let’s make him a deputy, because I like him being a deputy) and Derek volunteers a lot at different places but doesn’t have a job job. Anyway, they move in to this rented house, all Stiles’ stuff that’s, like, cheap single dude purchases and hand-me-downs from his dad, and all of Derek’s stuff that he’s found on the curb over the years. They buy a good bed, a nice big new bed, and that’s it.
One day Derek’s making his morning smoothie and he realizes all their knives kind of suck, a mis-matched jumble with warped wooden handles, and most of the tips are broken off and Derek is 99% sure the big one is the same one Stiles once used to stab a succubus in the face. He spends the morning online looking up knives and reading reviews and stuff, and he’s about to order a whole set off Amazon when he reads something about “handle heft” and he realizes he probably needs to hold a knife in his hand before he buys it, handle heft is obviously important, so he deletes the knives from his cart and wanders over to the mall, and finds himself in Williams-Sonoma.
Thought I’d try Officer Stilinski since I did Officer Hale last time…
oh god I really think Stiles should arrest Derek while he’s peacefully protesting for werewolf civil rights and be incredibly gentle when closing the handcuffs around Derek’s wrists, even though the crowd is against him, shouting, roaring, spitting in his face, and the cop’s face is impassive, but he cups his hand protectively over Derek’s head as he folds him into the back of the squad car, and when he catches his eye in the rearview mirror, he grins, and says,
"Well, I think they liked me."
Derek looks out the window; he knows all about this part. Cops pretend to be your friend so you’ll admit to something incriminating, and they’re all really fucking assholes underneath.
Derek was trespassing, it’s true, he violated his probation (probably for graffiti-ing a giant wolf paw on a highway barrier when he was sixteen, he got of with six months of community service and probation). The cop doesn’t say anything else, but at the station he books Derek through quickly, points him down the hall to the phone while he’s signing the paperwork with a ballpoint pen. Derek shrugs. He doesn’t have anyone to call.
"You—then you’ll have to spend the weekend here," the cop says, mouth tucking down into a frown. Derek shrugs again. Officer—Stilinski, he can see now, on the nametag, clicks the pen a few times, and then says, "Okay," and puts him in a cell.
The public defender shows up at 4:53, a young guy in a dark suit who smiles at him on the police station steps and tucks a card into his hand—a card for the most expensive law firm in town.
"I can’t, um, afford," Derek says, and the guy—McCall—waves it off.
"Pro bono," he says. "Favor for a friend."
Derek hesitates; that sounds like there are strings attached. The sun is setting, crimson and purple, and McCall’s eyes glint, reflect, flash red.
"I have a—vested interest, you could say," he says, shoving his hands in his pockets, ruining the line of his suit.
i really like arranged marriages in fics because the characters just do everything BACKWARDS and that’s delightful for some reason.
consider an AU where derek and stiles are the TERRIBLE victims of such a marriage. it’s arranged by their parents or soMETHING idk, i don’t really care. and obviously at first they dislike each other very much because they’re both young and they had other plans other than getting freaking married so soon, and certainly not with someone they don’t even know. but it’s for the good of the KINGDOM or something, whatever, so they have to live in the same house.
and derek hates the way stiles loves to wake up after noon, and stiles hates the way derek’s stuff is all over the freaking place, for crying out loud, it’s like he’s shedding! from the get-go it’s really clear: they wish they’d never gotten married, they wish they were anywhere else but here, they wish they’d never met. and so they’re always bickering and snapping mean stuff at each other, even in public where they’re supposed to pretend they’re madly in love. in spite of everything it all becomes a comfortable routine.
so comfortable in fact that they learn to live with the other, get used to having the other in their space and they sort of miss each other a little when one of them is away. it’s just out of habit, ok? but still, derek feels a weird itchy feeling when stiles orders some pizza with derek’s favorite toppings on the days where he’s in a foul mood. “you’re just unbearable when you’re like that. take a bite of that pizza and shut the hell up,” stiles says by way of explanation to a wide eyed derek, whose foul mood fades away with each bite. and derek is quieter in the morning, trying not to wake stiles up even if it’s already 11 and he has things to do that do not involve walking on his tippy toes in the hallway where the floorboards creak. still. he tiptoes. “if you’re asleep, you’re not yapping about and bothering the ever loving shit out of me,” derek says, shrugging when stiles blinks at him sleepily at 3pm.
and you know, they kinda become reluctant friends and their own respective friends themselves also become friends, so it all becomes very friendly, and their parents are breathing a collective sigh of relief UNTIL THAT FATEFUL NIGHT WHEN derek crawls into stiles’s bed to watch a movie and they fall asleep together and SEXXXXXXXXXXXX. and they sort of freak out because it changes everything! the very foundations of what they built are crumbling, they can’t really label their relationship, is the other faking it? is the other doing it out of HABIT, just like everything else? so much confusion, much angst, much lust, MUCH LOVE which basically leads stiles and derek to very dramatically and very romantically UNPROPOSE.
"derek will you divorce me?" stiles whispers against derek’s lips, shaking with it
"YES," derek replies immediately and SEXXXXXXXXXXXXXX. they can finally have a fresh start, and get in a serious relationship on their own terms.
everyone is shocked and saddened to see their alliance doesn’t last, WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO THE KINGDOM? (or whatever) but THEN they’re even more confused when they realize derek smiles at stiles like he’s in love and stiles sort of blushes like he enjoys it, and they kiss and go on dates and the sheriff asks stiles what the fuck is going on and his son replies, “dad i’m getting a divorce, you can’t stop me, i’m in LOVE.”
we have all read fanfiction that we shouldn’t have
This scene originally was to be played as a very serious scene, however the actors kept cracking up with Benicio del Toro (as Fred Fenster) flubbing his lines. It eventualy became a constant laugh fest amongst the actors (leading Director Bryan Singer’s constant anger with the scene). But after reviewing the dailies, Singer realized that it actually played better into the character’s profiles.
But seriously though. He’s like vanilla. Everyone likes vanilla.
bahaha. that’s a great way of putting it.
"isaac lahey. everyone’s flavor."
isaac is probably the most easily paired up character, in fic. like. everything works.
i pretty much exclusively read sterek these days and i’ve encountered ALL of these pairings at one point.