"You could marry Malia and have her half-genius half-coyote puppies and I would be a bridesmaid and a godmother if you want, I don't care. But I miss being able to talk to you about things that scare me because I feel so alone and I've never felt so alone in my whole life." A little before 4x01. No real plot. Just if Jeff Davis won't write the pack grieving I will. Also on AO3.
"Brae," Derek's voice took on a serious tone. Braeden finally turned to look at him. "I know you're doing that thing you do, you've been doing it for 17 years. You're blaming yourself. Thinking you're not a good mother, not cutting yourself some slack. But you didn't raise him alone. You're not raising any of our kids alone." Or when Derek and Braeden's son breaks curfew.
"How could she not know or at least assume that he was just being extremely petty and jealous? Was it so ridiculous to fathom that he could be very jealous of the handsome deputy who could get with his girlfriend, even though she probably wouldn't do that until they find out what he is and the fact that Braeden wasn't his girlfriend." - Jealous Derek. That is all.
"It was nice to just be a 17 year old lacrosse player dropping off his girlfriend in his shitty Jeep and while she managed to look cute and eat 2 Burger King Whoppers at once." A tumblr prompt called for no dialogue and a description of lazy days when death is not looming for Malia and Stiles . No plot. One shot. Also on AO3. Could be called fluff? I'm not sure.
"His mind went blank when the question, "How much did you love Lydia?", dropped from Malia's lips. Of all the questions that she could have possibly asked him, that was the last one he could have ever imagined he'd hear. " Or the one set in the near future where Malia and Stiles actually talk about Stiles's old unrequited feelings for Lydia. One shot. Also on AO3.
He decided to list everything he knew made her unattainable. She was a junior, for God's sake. She was the girlfriend of the captain of the lacrosse team and an alpha. She was incredibly pretty, way out of his league. She was a fox who owned a sword so sharp she could slice him open without blinking. She's seen him freak out. She's seen him angry.