He does not look amused.
couldn’t resist paying a visit to photoshop.
I love when fandom fixes things.
So, where is Sterek headed?
Well, despite how murky the outlook for Teen Wolf gets at times, I believe Sterek has been blessed with a beautiful slow-build. I’m not sure if Jeff originally had plans for Sterek when he wrote seasons one and two, but it’s safe to say he took the idea and incorporated it into his plans. Season three is all the evidence we need. The relationship between Stiles and Derek is like never before.
There’s no denying that Sterek is the only pairing in the entire series that has taken on a slow-build. Big staples in Sterek’s developing relationship appear to have been cleverly placed throughout season three. For example, Stiles comforting Derek, Stiles being the one to learn about Derek’s past, Derek canonically being shown to care about Stiles, Derek as the ‘king’ on Stiles’ chessboard, etc.
Of course, the future for Sterek is unknown. It’s Teen Wolf. Anything could happen. But I believe that all roads for Stiles and Derek end up at one final destination…one where they end up together.
Hope can be hard to hold onto, especially with all the punches the fandom has to endure. However, if there’s one thing regarding Teen Wolf to hold onto hope for…it’s Sterek.
Hold onto every bit of hope you have. Stay loud. Stay vocal. Celebrate the amazing ship of Sterek. Keep yourself focused on Sterek being endgame. All the right puzzle pieces are falling into place.
Stiles is (still) single when the pack’s getaway to the Caribbean comes by (oh misplaced optimism); lucky for him Derek is committed to being uncommitted and even after all these years is still powerless against Stiles’ unique forms of persuasion.
Cue a romantic getaway for two: sun, sand, and sarcasm abound…and the two roped into competing in the Resort’s version of the Newlywed game. Only it’s completely obvious it’s going to end in disaster. Probably homicide.
Most probably homicide.
Plot twist: It doesn’t.
“Dude, I want my whole vacation paid for,” Stiles argues, the next night, an hour before they have to leave for the beach, waving at the informational poster in his hand.
“I’ll pay for the damn trip,” Derek argues, snatching the paper away from him. Stiles huffs in annoyance. “What part of this sounds like a good plan Stiles?” Derek asks, incredulous. “There’s no way in hell we could ever actually win!”
“Then what’s there to lose!” Stiles shouts. “It’s not like it could hurt to try!”
“I’m pretty sure that’s just a serious lack of imagination on your part,” Derek reasons.
“C’mon you’ve nearly died like eight times, this isn’t even a thing that registers on the Derek Hale scale ‘o man pain,” Stiles snaps.
“I don’t know,” Derek grumbles, “pretending to be in a relationship with you seems a decent form of torture,” he sighs. Stiles’ face crumples into an angry pout and he crosses his arms over his chest.
“You are a sizeable jackass, and when we win the reimbursement I’m sharing none of it with you. I’m spending it all on Reese’s and porn subscriptions,” Stiles hisses, pushing a laughing Derek out of the way in his attempt to get to the bathroom to get ready.
#i swear that brief moment of eye-fucking #that brief moment where derek gives in looking at stiles #that brief moment where he snaps out of it #bc he’s not annoyed at stiles but #more at himself for even giving in and staring back #bc he doesn’t want anyone to get under his skin #especially the kid that’s been in his face since day one #all while stiles seems frozen