okay, but, like, a fic where Scott gets cursed and it can only be broken by True Love’s Kiss
and Allison and Kira are glancing at each other awkwardly like, “I dunno, you were his first love?” “But you and him click so well together, you know?”
and Isaac’s rubbing the back of his head, all like, “I mean, I did follow him into certain death when no one else did, just sayin’”
and Derek’s like, “I actually died for him when that happened! I literally died for Scott McCall!”
"Derek, sweetie,you didn’t actually die"
"Well neither did you Erica STFU"
and Boyd’s like, “I literally became a werewolf so I could be like Scott, I mean”
and then Stiles shoves past them all, “BACK THE FUCK UP WE’VE ALL SEEN FROZEN OKAY I GOT THIS”
Stiles knew that mermaids should lure people using their delicate voices, looking airy, speaking gently and be a sum of all the grace and appeal. He knew. He had read Bram Stoker, okay? And he was sure that mermaids shouldn’t be these hissing and frowning creatures. They shouldn’t have claws or fangs. And definitely… Yes, definitely, they SHOULDN’T be males!
So when he finds one on his way back home from the morning surfing session, just before the sunrise, it reminds him of that funny picture going around the internet, the clash of expectations and reality.
The only problem is that… This is his life and taking care of wounded, bleeding merman, calling himself Derek Hale, isn’t so funny.
HA! Leeeeeex is awesome, she likes my idea of this story and added so many into it already; and we will be working together on this! I’m really excited! soon more of merman!Derek in pictures and txts :D