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With the Deer 🎄

Word count: 827

“It’s so cold.”

“Yeah, that’s what happens during Winter.”

“Winter doesn’t start until next week.”

Stiles whipped his head in his girlfriend’s direction, narrowing his eyes at her in both disapproval of her correction and admiration of her knowledge. "Whatever. It’s December. It still counts.”

She smiled and squeezed his hand, leaning closer towards him as they strolled through his neighborhood with Stiles insistently staying on the side of the gray pavement by the street. He knew the boyfriend code like the back of his perfect hand. That’s also why she was sporting his lacrosse hoodie, not him.

It was getting late, but tomorrow was the weekend, so without school haunting them, they didn’t have a care in the world. Their focuses were on each other and the Christmas lights that were strung across the houses, trees, balconies, and bushes.

The pair marveled at the vibrant, dazzling bulbs and the occasional character figures on the lawns or in the windows. There were lots of Santas, big and small; a few penguins; some snowmen; a handful of sleighs being pulled by reindeer; and a big, inflatable yeti (Stiles’ favorite).

Since this was their first Christmas as an official couple, he was adamant about honoring as many traditions with her as possible. He impatiently demanded that his father hang up their lights on the first of December; he got up early that morning to check all the bulbs so that the house would be completed right when his dad got home from work, which Noah wasn’t exactly excited to do after a long day. After that, he waited until at least 80% of his neighbors had put up their lights too. It was a painful wait, but definitely worth it due to the look on his girlfriend’s face.

Suddenly, his lips mischievously curved upwards as he spotted something at an upcoming house. Stiles leaned closer to her, his lips brushing against her ear as he softly spoke, “Hey. Go stand over there.”

She turned her head to look at him but his eyes stayed fixated on his target. “Where?”

Still smiling, he pointed at the arrangement of three large deer of different heights, depicting a family, with his free hand. His other hand released hers and reached into his pants pocket, retrieving his phone.

She glanced at the deer, made up of plastic, wire, and bright white lights, then at his phone in his hand, and her eyes met his face again. Her hand was already feeling close to frozen without his, and they stopped in front of the unfamiliar house.

“You want me to pose for a picture with the deer?” she inquired hesitantly, considering that it was a random person’s lawn.

“Yeah,” Stiles said simply, and he opened the camera app, still smiling. He looked up at her when she didn’t move right away. “Get your ass over there.”

“Ok, ok, I’m going...” She shuffled her way over to the deer and stood in front of them, facing her boyfriend and smiling.

The boy, so incredibly whipped, couldn’t pull his eyes away from the beauty before him. His hand holding his phone was still resting in the air by his belly button.

When she realized, her face filled with self-aware warmth. “Are you going to take the picture or not?”

His eyes widened and he tore them away. He fumbled with his phone, trying to lift it in a timely manner. “Yep! Yeah, I’m, um, I’m doing that right now.”

He did his best to pull himself together and focus, taking about forty pictures in the short span of ten seconds, even getting a few different angles. When he was finally done, he inspected a few of the pictures, and his big smile returned. He was completely entranced by the flow of the lights behind her, making her seem even more angelic than usual, and therefore not noticing that his girlfriend was by his side again, peeking over his shoulder to see the pictures too.

Eventually, Stiles realized this, and his gaze met her face. He tilted his phone in her direction, speaking affectionately, “Look at how pretty you are.”

All she could do was smile at him – she was far too consumed with love to even begin brainstorming a response. “I love you, Stiles,” she finally said.

He shoved his phone into his pocket and faced her once more. A big kiss was pressed from his lips to hers. “I love you too. So much. Like, so incredibly much.”

At some point, they made it back to his house and buried themselves underneath multiple layers of fuzzy blankets on his bed, desperate to warm up their chilly bones. It wasn’t until later that she noticed that Stiles had changed his wallpaper to one of the pictures he had taken of her with the deer. Her heart nearly melted. It was obvious how much he loved it, and it was obvious how much he loved her.

Note: Thank you for all the support on my last imagine! I appreciate you all 💜

Thank you for your support! I adore you, gorgeous ☺️

making stiles and stuart be twins and share a girlfriend is kinda weird and kinky don't ya think?? like they wouldn't do that irl

Well, it's a good thing that we both have freewill, right? I get to write whatever I want and you get to read whatever you want 💜

Hide from the creepy ass AI while you still can! (This is NOT a drill)

I JUST FOUND OUT PEOPLE SHIP STILES AND PETER 😭😭😭 THATS EVERYTHING BAD ABOUT STEREK TIMES 3 SOMEONE SAVE ME

Can someone explain why we're shipping Stiles with Bella Swan? Did I miss something? What is happening?

Dad update for anyone who remembers that whole shit show area of my life:

He said to me today, "You could be an oleander of death."

I couldn't agree more, thanks dad 💜

Stuart Twombly exchanges lots and lots of sassy, bratty remarks with his girlfriend until they inevitably make out and touch every inch of each other.

Thank you for your time.

Write

Write one about stiles please, could be a imagine or a blurb, or smutt... 🫣 Anything, please babyyy🤗

Note: Thank you for the support! I have no idea if I'll ever write real, hardcore smut, but I guess we'll see... However, I did write something random and a little fluffy. I hope you like it :)

Break-In

Word count: 530

It was late when Stiles tumbled through his girlfriend's bedroom window with a thud as his lanky body hit the ground, abruptly waking her up. She quickly sat up and looked around with confusion, until his head popped up into her view.

Groggily, she questioned him and his ungraceful actions, "Stiles? What are you doing here? And what time is it? And can you not be so loud?"

He simply sighed and rolled his eyes as he crawled onto her bed, speaking with extreme sarcasm, "Oh, I woke the beast. Fucking fabulous."

"Excuse me?" Her tired eyes narrowed at him and he conjured a not-so-genuine smile. Seeing through it, she spoke bluntly, "Stiles, why are you here?"

His smile quickly faded, leaving him with a pout, "I miss you..."

She looked at him for a moment, searching his eyes for any hidden intentions. "Physically or emotionally?" she asked, with caution.

The question threw him off-guard, and he responded warily, "Why are those my only options?"

"Because you're acting suspicious," she stated bluntly.

He stared at her with incredulity, "Missing my girlfriend is suspicious?"

"I suppose not, but breaking into her house could be considered highly suspicious"

Stiles shrugged as he spoke, "Yeah, but I break into your house all the time. This is just normal behavior for me."

She looked down and nodded slowly in hesitant agreement, "True... So, what do you want?" Her eyes met his again, still filled with suspicion.

"Can you just trust me when I say that I honestly and sincerely miss you?" Stiles was getting tired of the interrogation, and desperate for the comfort he went there for. Although, he recognized that her tone was similar to one he'd used countless of times, and deep down, he felt a small sense of pride to know that his attributes rubbed off on her.

"Well, that brings us back to my first question: physically or emotionally?" she said, keeping her chin up, despite how groggy she still was from being woken up less than five minutes ago.

He couldn't believe that all this bickering led them absolutely nowhere, and his light frustration showed in his voice, "I-... Both!? Just..." He sighed before continuing with a softer tone, "Relax, and let me hug you."

Her expression dulled and she nodded, feeling a yawn catch up to her. Relieved by her compliance, Stiles scooted closer to her and wrapped his arms around her. His familiar comfort consumed her as she breathed him in, and they slowly leaned back onto her bed, his body laying on top of her's. Feeling her hands move up and down his back and her lips planting a kiss to his hair brought a smile to his face. He lifted his head just enough to gently and slowly kiss her.

"For the record, I missed you too," she said quietly, unable to hide the smile she had, matching his.

A faintly smug look appeared on his face. "I knew it," he remarked, before closing his eyes to kiss her again.

It didn't take long for the cuddled couple to peacefully fall asleep, sharing each other's warmth and love after such a silly and meaningless debate.

SOMEONE SEDATE ME

(Not mine! All thanks to Pinterest :))