I'm watching Strictly Come Dancing and I'm more than a little bit in love with Louis Smith. I was so fucking proud of him at the Olympics and to see him doing Strictly and loving it is just nice.
I watched Garfield earlier and it made me miss Franklin and Bash intensely. Breckin and MPG are sorely lacking from my TV.
Happy December 1st! I kind of hate December as a month, because the weather makes me miserable and its a bitch to drive in and Christmas isn't really fun now I know Santa doesn't exist :((
I DID MY FIRST JUMP THIS WEEK!! I've been figure skating for about 8 months and just I'm so fucking proud of myself!
I'm dreading Merlin this week. I'm really sad it's ending but I've been unimpressed this season and as upsetting as it is, it has gotten kind of repetative recently.
Fic things! I'm just going to give you a word count this week and maybe next week as well. Maybe seeing how little I actually manage to get down in a week will give me a kick up the arse.
Rowing AU - 6082
A/B/O verse - 8629
Skating AU - 473
I kind of liked showing you all my face last week, so here I am again, walking the dog on Friday. It was really bloody cold.
We went out for dinner tonight and saw an upside down Christmas tree. UGH its only the first of December WHYYY
Then You Think Again (Derek/Stiles, Teen Wolf)
Derek/Stiles, R, 22552 words
summary: "Holy crap! Why the hell did you lie to incredibly powerful magical beings with trust issues? How was thatPlan A?"
Derek says, "We're not arguing about this, it's already done."
"Like hell we're not fighting about this," Stiles says, indignant. "What were you thinking?"
"I was thinking it was worth the risk if it kept you alive! And it worked, so drop it."
"You had no idea that it was going to work!" Stiles throws his hands up. Why is Derek the most frustrating werewolf in the history of ever, why is Stiles even helping him, why is this his life? "Why did they even believe you in the first place?"
Derek says, "You reeked of me," which is unfair. Stiles only smelled because he'd gotten covered in Derek's bodily fluids trying to staunch the bleeding.
read it because:
"You're hungry," Derek says.
Stiles says, "What does that have to-" but stops the second he realizes that Derek has pulled into the parking lot of an
Arby's. "I take it all back," Stiles says, "You're the best werewolf-husband ever."
Derek sinks into his seat, unpries his hands from the steering wheel. He says, "Make it quick."
Derek makes no indication he wants anything, Stiles brings him back a milkshake and curly fries anyway.
The rest of the ride home passes in something like companionable silence, Stiles falling in and out of sleep. He wakes up fully, realizes Derek has stopped the car in front of a park about half a mile from Stiles' house.
"It wouldn't be a good idea for us to be seen together right now," Derek says. "Get out."
Stiles is confused, irrationally hurt before he remembers: former person of interest in multiple murder investigations plus Sheriff's son gone missing for a week, not a good combo.
Stiles half-falls out of the car, stands by the side of the road without really having anything to say. "The romance is dead," he says, anyway. "I knew this would happen."
Derek says, "Don't lock your window." He drives off.