#pafhan

A (belated) birthday present for my darling @pafhan ♥

I missed you, you know

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY DEAREST BUBBLES.

THANKS BOO. :D

For those of you who missed me talking about this on my Twitter: My dad sent me a text earlier this week that said:

"You got a postcard. I think there are homo santas on it."

Thanks to Pafhan for this adorable Christmas card. I swung by my dad's place this evening and he let me have it with only a minor fight... ;)

Sterek fic : (we do it) out of love

For the wonderful pafhan, who bid on me for the Tyler Hoechlin Birthday Project auction, and who asked for "The Nanny AU, with Stiles as Niles and Derek as CC." 

Thank you to literaryoblivion for the beta! 

Derek doesn’t ring the bell anymore. He hasn’t for a long time - ever since his snipe about Stiles not being fast enough to open it anyway - and even though he’s glad he doesn’t have to interrupt whatever he is doing around the house anymore every time Derek drops by, Stiles still thinks it’shis job, dammit, and it bugs him every time Derek flaunts in unannounced.

Okay, granted, maybe the thing that bugs Stiles the most is the fact that Derek is so stupidly gorgeous and people that have been granted those looks should not have such sucky and rude personalities. Life just isn’t fair.

“Where’s Peter?” Derek grumbles as he strides in, without so much as a hello.

“Why yes, I’m doing absolutely fine today, thank you so much for asking,” Stiles says without so much as missing a beat, wistfully looking up as he grips the broom in his hands a little bit tighter.

I was not gonna point that out, but thank you Suaine XD

Imagine if it’s an auto correct on his phone and he didn’t realize until Dylan saw it…

AND UNTIL DYLAN POINTED IT OUT. ON TWITTER. WHEN IT'S TOO LATE.