Tag: parent!sterek

acollectionofsterek:

Just came across these. 

Tell me Stiles didn’t buy those for his and Dereks kids. I dare you!

Derek wants to roll his eyes at his husband when he sees their children in their new coats but they look so darn adorable and are so happy with their new coats “Daddy look! I am a wolf just like you!” that he can’t do anything other than smile and hug his children.

I dare you to take this away from me!

a-mountain-ash:

Sterek High School Parent AU for @ivoriholmes!! Derek thinks he’s managed to survive the ruins that Kate made of his life and family and he’s finally just starting to put his pieces back together in time for college. When she returns months later with twins he didn’t know he had and abandons them in his arms, Derek can feel his fragile hold on his future slip. About the same time, Stiles somehow trips into his life and without Derek realizing it, the Sheriff’s son becomes an integral part in both his children’s care and his heart. As the time investment takes it’s toll on Stiles’ school and family life, Derek tries pushing him away, but Stiles’ mind won’t be changed and Derek realizes he may have finally found a new family to replace the one he lost.

benaya-trash:

@im-a-feather-in-the-wind : “
Gimme older sterek with a group of youngins always underfoot?”

not exactly a group butt actually a lil boy and a teenage girl with their dads in the morning, to be precise, the first day of the school year and Derek stops his elder before she leaves.

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“Daisy, wait a sec” Derek calls for her.

Daisy turns around pouting and looking at the clock on her phone “papa ill be late for the bus.”

A jingling sound comes from his hand as Daisy picks her eyes up to where her dads are “you won’t need the bus today” Derek says grumpily, like it hurts him to say each word.

Daisy immediately sees the familiar black key dangling from her dad’s fingers “are those?!?” She squeals.

“The Camero keys yes,” her eyes beam at the key as Derek gives her a worried look “i know Stiles taught you to drive in secret and you have a license already” He points to the key as Daisy makes grabby hands towards it.

“OMG PAPA!!!! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YO-”

“Daisy, i swear one scratch and i disown you”
Derek interrupted her with his big “alpha” scowl he thinks still works
on anyone in this family (even Daniel isn’t scared of it, and he’s
three.)

“Not even dust!!!” she grabbed the keys and runs towards the garage while Stiles gave his husband a smooch.

“I’m proud of you Der-Bear” Derek grumbles something under his nose while Daniel pulls at Stiles’ pants trying to climb up.

“Give me your car keys” Derek demands with a grabby hand of his own.

“You gonna follow her, won’t you?” Stiles sighs.

“Of course i will, you taught her how to drive!” Derek exclaims kisses Daniel on the head and walks towards the door after Daisy.

Stiles chuckles softly and picks up Daniel, kissing the boy lightly on his chubby cheek “I wonder when will he realize he’s still in his underwear, eh big boy?” Daniel bursts into adorable lil giggles as his dad bounces him on his lag.
 
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*sigh* yeah i need this fic ok *sips tea*

sterek + new parents

themilkoviches:

“Derek? Derek? DEREK! DEREK!”

Stiles is screeching and stumbling down the stairs, when Derek meets him halfway there, eyes blown wide. He catches him around the waist and starts pressing open palms into his skin, searching for some open wound- that he doesn’t find.

“What? Are the twins okay?”

“The twins are still sleeping, they’re fine. But um. Derek.” Stiles makes an uncomfortable noise in his throat and glances over his shoulder. “Derek, what did you do with their hats?”

Derek makes a face of genuine annoyance, and pulls back. “I took them off to give them their baths. Why?”

“Derek. Derek. How are we supposed to tell them apart? Derek, they are identical.” He’s going to have a panic attack. His children are not three days old yet and he’s already giving them an identity crisis. What kind of parent is he?

But Derek just wraps firm, warm fingers around his wrist and tugs him up the stairs again.

The girls are still fast asleep in their side-by-side cribs, little sleepy noises leaving their mouths.

Derek touches his hand to one, and looks at Stiles. “Claudia.” Slowly, he reaches out and touches the other. “Talia.”

For one moment, Stiles wants to berate at him how he could possibly know that. Except… except okay, werewolf senses. The babies probably smell different.

Oh, and. You know also… he had been the one to dress them in different onesies after their bath.

Feeling completely irrational and embarrassed, Stiles slumps forward and presses his face into Derek’s chest, nodding. “Okay. Okay, you got this.”

“We got this.” Derek corrects with a little chuckle, shaking his head and turning Stiles around, to face the girls. “We did this.”

“Yeah.” Stiles agrees quietly, grinning softly and nodding his head. “Yeah, that’s actually pretty awesome.”

One of the girls- Talia- starts to make an unhappy noise, face screwing up tight and angry, and Stiles moves towards her before she bursts into the glass-shattering wail that he already knows too well. He scoops her into his arms and cradles her to his chest, whispering hushing little things against her hair.

Big blue eyes blink open at him, face still screwed up and unhappy, until the anger bleeds away, and she hums, content once more.

When Stiles finally manages to tear his eyes away from her, he catches Derek taking their picture with his phone.

Yeah.

Yeah, okay.

They’ve got this.

Hey! My neighbor is a paramedic and I often see him come home to his wife and young child greeting him on the porch. Sometimes he wraps them both in his arms and it’s just so sweet to see. Do you think you or one of the other awesome Sterek writers could make this a sterek fic with paramedic!derek and maybe writer!stiles who works at home and takes care of their kid. Love your blog! :)

redhoodedwolf:

homemadesterekpie:

SFNKDHGKHKF.LBJ;IOJD;OIJD;OIBDKBN.BKJ NONNIE YOU CAN BE SURE IF I HAD ANY WRITING TALENT I WOULD WRITE THIS SHIT FOR SURE!!!!

GOSH I NEED THIS LIKE AIR!!! 

PLEASE ANYONE I BEG YALL LMAO 

Stiles’ alarm went off, and he groaned in relief at the sound. After turning it off, he stretched his back over his desk chair and felt his muscles unclench as he relaxed his shoulders. He’d had them hunched up, a habit from when he was a teenager. Now, even when he sat at his desk in his home office to get work done, in a plush chair that raised him to the perfect height so that he wouldn’t have to put any added strain on his muscles…he still couldn’t stop himself.

He rolled his neck, wiggled his fingers, cracked the knuckles, and pressed the ‘Save’ button on the document he was currently proofreading one final time before snapping his laptop closed. He pushed away from the desk and stood, pocketing his phone as he did so. He opened the office door, allowing the sound of his son playing in the living room, the television blaring a tad too loudly, to assault his senses. 

“Eryk, kochanie, please turn that down.”

Stiles walked towards the kitchen, and smirked when he heard a loud, dramatic groan (definitely got that from his father) from his son, and the decreased sound of the television. “Fiiiiiiine,” Eryk dragged the word out. Stiles could see tufts of his blond hair peeking out from over the back of the couch. 

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