Stiles has always been pragmatic and paranoid to Scott's friendly openness, and--to his frustration--suspicions about the newest arrivals to Beacon Hills go ignored and overlooked. That's fine, though. He's always been a fan of the saying 'If you want something done right, do it yourself.'

So Stiles' boyfriend isn't exactly normal, he never claimed that he was. But Stiles would appreciate it if he didn't go around stalking & scaring his friends.

Blame the rain. He didn't want to blame the rain. He wanted to blame the walking aneurysm that had dragged him out here in the first place. But as fun as it would be to rub salt in the wound, doing so now could actually be fatal.

The heart is a thing that is so easy to break, and nearly impossible to put back together. For everyone Who knows Shawn Spencer they would come to know just how hard especially a certain Head Detective.

Cover credit:SepticGirliplier At first Stiles didn't mean to intrude but now he finds it fun to crash Derek's lectures. Especially when his students gossip about Derek to stiles because they have no idea he's Derek's husband. But the longer it goes on the harder it is to hide from Derek while he teaches. But once Derek catches on to stiles's little scheme without him knowing he gets revenge on his oblivious husband.

Derek was very much straight. And Stiles was very much annoyed by Derek. How did these two end up together again? Jeff Davis owns all characters :-)

Sometimes everything gets to be a little too much for Stiles, but Derek knows how to make it better.

The Wall was built around the city to keep the werewolves out, but Stiles and Scott decide to sneak outside of it. It may be completely traumatizing since they run into one of the werewolves, but they manage to get out of there alive. Scott vowed to never go out again, but Stiles... Well, he keeps going back. Those steel blue eyes shine like stars, after all.

his name was jeremy smith, and he never spoke above a whisper a short story that was originally supposed to be a quick little poem but i cant help myself

I decided to expand on my Methur fanfic, and start their story from the very beginning. Merlin is a young warlock who somehow finds himself as the manservant to the prince of Camelot. At first, he cannot stand his princely employer, but when the two start to spend more time together they realise that there may be a fine line between disgust and desire. © 2014, Chiara Sullivan. Cover credit: zazikelss.tumblr.com (used with permission).