#Daddy Derek

[sterekmpreg]

Stiles: Derek… Why is our son wearing a werewolf mask?

Derek: It’s his Halloween costume…

Stiles: And what is he supposed to be exactly? Offensive to the pac-

Toddler Eli: IM DADDY! AHHHHHHH!

Stiles: *Sips coffee with dead look in his eyes.*

[brunette-from-hell]

I know people are hating on the teen wolf movie but think of all the sterek fix-it fics that will flood ao3 now!

[differenteagletragedy]

Derek's gonna be a daddy

Takes place anytime after step 4 -- you're married to Derek and you're having his baaaby! Pregnancy is hard, but Derek is Derek so that's still nice.

MC is AFAB, mentions of vomit :)

You tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Come to think of it, you also weren't very good at tossing and turning -- instead you sort of kicked around a little, desperate to find some comfort for your poor, aching body.

"I can't believe it," you said quietly. "I'm dying."

"You're not dying, you're just pregnant," Derek said, trying to be supportive but failing to muffle his chuckle.

"Tell me the difference," you told your husband. "Tell me, I dare you."

He tucked his head against your shoulder, and you thought you felt a smile, but he kept quiet.

He was right -- you were pregnant, not dying, but you certainly felt like you were on death's door. Just a few weeks away from your due date, your belly was huge and heavy, and all your muscles hurt trying to support it. It made it hard to sleep. Oh, and also there was the constant heartburn that almost always led to the vomiting. Getting the sudden urge to puke throughout the night made for a restless sleep as well.

"You don't have too much longer," Derek said softly, reaching a strong arm around you to gently rub your stomach. "Then it'll be baby time. I'll stay up with her and feed her, change her diaper, give her burps ..."

He continued listing off the things he would do for your baby girl once she arrived -- after you told him you were pregnant, he'd thrown himself into research mode. Sure, he was the world's best big brother, but he was only little himself when Jorge and Nicolas were babies, so he needed to get good on the infant care.

For months, you'd watched him practicing swaddling and trying burping techniques on a baby doll he'd proudly purchased. He'd looked into all the gadgets available, then joined mommy forums online to learn which were actually helpful and which were money grabs. Whenever you talked to him about it, he'd gladly chat with you about what you thought and what he'd learned, but always made it clear that you were doing the hard work in carrying the baby, so it could be his job to do this sort of stuff.

Suddenly a familiar but entirely unwelcome sensation pulled you out of your thoughts. There was a burning in your chest, followed by a tell-tale squeeze in your stomach and yep, you were going to throw up again.

"I'm gonna be sick," you managed to get out as you swung your legs over the side of the bed as quickly as possible.

Luckily your husband was not pregnant and as fit and strong as ever. Derek hopped up before you were able to and rushed over to your side of the bed, gently but firmly grabbing your arms so you could pull yourself up.

"It's ok, baby, I got you," he said, one hand on the small of your back as he guided you to the bathroom.

He stayed with you while you were sick, holding your hair back and staying close to keep you steady. When you were done, he pulled you up off the ground and wiped your face with a washcloth he'd prepared quickly and quickly helped you brush your teeth as tears pooled in your eyes.

"I'm so sorry," he told you, setting the toothbrush down before wrapping both of his arms around you. "I know that this has been hard, and I know I have no idea how hard."

He left it at that for the moment. You hugged him back as best you could, not getting as close as you'd like with your belly between you.

"I'm so excited," you told him after a moment. "I can't wait until she's here, but this part sucks. Is that ok?"

Derek smiled and planted a kiss on your forehead, telling you "Yeah, I think that's fair."

After you were all cried out, for the moment, anyway, you let him lead you back to bed. He sat you down then laid you back carefully, then situated your legs. A pillow went between your knees for support, and another under your belly before he pulled the covers up carefully.

"Do you need anything else?" he asked.

You knew full well he'd get absolutely anything you asked for -- he'd proven this multiple times already, especially during your intense cravings period during the second trimester. But for now, you just wanted your sweet husband.

"Can you lay back down too and be nice to me?" you asked, trying once again to get comfortable.

"Give me a hard task next time," he laughed before hurrying into bed himself, cozying up against your back again. He got as close as he could, and you felt his hot breath by your ear.

"I love you so much," he said softly, his hands running up and down your hip. "You're so amazing, you're so strong. We're going to have a baby, and she's going to as beautiful and as sweet as her mama, and no matter how much this sucks right now, we're going to have a little girl to love for the rest of our whole lives because of it."

"Derek," you said lovingly, moving to hold his hand. He kissed your shoulder and tried to get even closer.

"And you know, the books say that every pregnancy is different, so hopefully with babies 2 and 3 things are easier," he said in the same gentle tone before placing a kiss on your jaw.

"Get out."

[scorpiogirlfrommars]

Hey, read my Teen Wolf, AU post apocalyptic Sterek Fic - The Signal https://archiveofourown.org/works/39482457/chapters/98820444

[iwasbusythinkingaboutbois]

THE FIRST THING THE LOVE OF MY LIFE DEREK HALE TALKS ABOUT IS STILES!!!!!!!!!!

[beardedmrbean]

Did you see that? That kid kicked sand in Cool Cat's face!

[sunnyartsstudio]

Seriously though, watching the background behind Cool Cat go from barren to cluttered between shots during that “making a Cool Cat poster” scene is fascinating. Where did that waffle iron come from? What about that red pitcher?? cue X-Files theme

[bethsvrse]

pov: I find a good smut fic but it includes a daddy kink

[sterekmpreg]

Stiles: This food is too hot... I cant eat it.

Derek: You’re very hot, and I still eat you.

Everyone at the table: *silence*

Eli: YOU GUYS ARE DISGUSTING!

Peter: One dinner... I just want ONE DINNER!

[vietlad]

Derek Theler in Baby Daddy (2012 - 2017), S04.E03

[anothersigh]

So after the movie, no matter the timeline, this is canon. A shirtless single dad Derek holding close Eli while sleeping 🥺💕

Enough time without Teen Wolf drawings for me XD Ok, Papa HAle is cool but what about a DEREK HALE DAD VERSION *CHAN*

[kymera219]

Me everytime a Teen Wolf anti pops into my feed 💅

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Thanks to my friend @eviltothecore13 for sending me this...

Vincent Price on filming "The Ten Commandments"...

"There was a scene where I had to whip John Derek to death,” laughed Vincent. “Well, he deserved to die; Anybody that pretty should be whipped. I took lessons on how to use the whip for about two months. I really had a man who came everyday and I took on the whip to the point I could do anything with it. Like whipping a cigarette out of people’s mouths.”

😳 🥵

[geralallfandoms]

I’m so so delighted to see new Mark Sloan fics in the tag omg! Could i request Mark x a reader who feels he never makes time for her / fell out of love with her so she breaks it off even though she’s pregnant and he didn’t know yet? He’d see her working around the hospital and realize how much he misses her and on top of that that she’s pregnant w his kid. Realizes what a big mistake he made cause of it. Angst w a fluffy / happy ending if possible? tysm!! ✨

Omg love this idea!! I'm happy to do it, I hope you like it!!

Copying or translation is prohibited without my permission

Gift not mine!!

REQUESTS OPEN!!

Not so secret secret

You tried to ignore it. You really did. But you couldn't do that when you woke up in the morning to find Mark already gone. Not when you were making dinner and waiting for him, only to be told that he had already eaten at the hospital.

Not when you were pregnant for months and he hadn't noticed.

You worked hand in hand with him in the hospital, at the neurosurgery area alongside Derek, you knew it was an exhausting job, that took up a lot of time, but lately you felt like Mark was never really there. You'd see him in the mornings at the hospital, as he'd leave home early without even letting you know, and then at night in bed when he'd come back late from the bar.

You tried not to think about it like that, you tried to convince yourself that it was just your ideas, but you felt like nothing was the same anymore. That maybe, after three years, Mark had already gotten bored and now he was looking for a new, younger adventure.

And the moment you found out you were pregnant, you knew it was all over.

You had never talked to Mark about having kids, but he always took care of buying the condoms and the morning-after pills. An indirect way of saying "I don't want children."

And that was the last straw.

You decided to get up early, almost midnight, to prepare breakfast and waited for Mark to wake up so you could talk.

So you could end it all, before he found out, before he was the one to end it all and hurt you even more.

So when Mark woke up and found you sitting in the kitchen, breakfast ready and a backpack too big for work, he knew something wasn't right.

"You woke up early..." Mark said as he approached you, placing a hand on your back as he kissed your temple.

"I wanted to talk..." You said as you poured coffee into his cup.

He simply nodded, a slight smile on his face. You wanted to believe that it was just a smile of gratitude and not a "finally" one.

"I think it's better if we stop all of his..." You said without looking at him, trying not to cry. It was for the best. The best for you, so you wouldn't have to suffer when you found out that all of this was because he was seeing one of the new interns.

"What?" Mark said seriously, leaving the cup on the table. "What are you talking about?."

"We had some wonderful years...I had some wonderful years with you, but it's over. It's the best for both of us..." You said as you stood up and grabbed your backpack with your stuff. "I love you Mark, but it's not the same anymore and that's okay. I understand. And I hope you understand me, I'd rather do this than get hurt..." You slowly approached him and gave him one last kiss on his cheek.

"No, of course not, I can't understand you...what's all this about? Is that your excuse? Why would you get hurt? What the hell do you mean?!" He said as he stood up and stood in front of the door, not letting you out.

You knew this would happen, but you really prayed that he would just accept it and confess that he wanted this to end too.

"Mark, I don't need to explain. You don't need to pretend, okay? I need to go to work, and so do you." You said, trying to get him to move.

"Pretend?! Pretend what?! What are you talking about woman?! Did I miss something? Did I do something that upset you? You can't just walk away and leave me with that cheap excuse." He started yelling and you could only look at him seriously. Did he intend to continue pretending when you had realized?

You just looked at him and Mark, enraged, moved away from the door, letting you out.

The moment you got into your car you felt like everything was falling apart. You had never imagined this, much less with a baby on the way. You had never imagined a life that wasn't with Mark.

___________________________________________

That day at work was one of the worst. Everyone instantly noticed that something was not right between the two of you, because you two always ate together, how you walked hand in hand through the hallways.

"Tell me what he did so I know how hard to hit him." Derek had told you while both of you were studying a case together.

"What?"

"Mark. I know he did something. You're sad, you weren't together at lunch, he's been coming to work early for weeks, and he hasn't been spreading the word around the hospital about the fact that he's going to be a father." Derek had told you and that was what made the tears and sadness come out completely.

Derek had noticed and Mark hadn't. The person you loved, who had sworn to love you, the father of your child hadn't noticed.

Since that day you had been taking refuge in their house.

And now it was a month since you two stopped talking.

You tried to pretend that everything was okay, but it wasn't. Not when the next day, you had your first doctor's appointment.

That day you had arrived early at the hospital with the idea of going between two operations that you had with Derek.

And Mark had arrived early too. Not by coincidence. Oh, of course not.

Mark had been after you all this time, trying to find the reason for the sudden separation.

Mark had been watching you work through all the surgeries, following you around the hospital like an abandoned puppy...or a stalker. But he didn't care.

He missed you too much. He couldn't go on without you, he couldn't understand why you had decided to end it all, not when everything was going so well.

What mattered to him now was knowing what you were doing entering the ultrasound office.

So when you walked out of there, you collided with Mark who was standing in front of the door like your bodyguard.

"We need to talk. I want to talk." He said as he took you by the arm and led you to one of the break rooms.

"Mark, no. I have to work and so do you. There's nothing to talk about, everything is very clear to me." You said, trying to leave again. You didn't want to do this, you didn't want to tell him what was going on, what you really felt. You didn't want to hear confirmation that he didn't love you anymore.

"Well, but for me it's not. It's not clear at all. I don't understand what's happening to you, I don't understand why Derek looks at me as if he's going to kill me at any minute. "I don't understand why you suddenly decide to end all this when everything was going so fucking well." Mark said while looking you straight in the eyes.

"No... I'm not going to let you act like a victim. There's nothing to explain and you know that perfectly well. I got your message okay? You don't have to pity me."You were trying not to scream but his "confused" attitude only made you angrier. "You can't blame me for not wanting to get hurt by all this."

"I remind you that *you* left me! You're the one who says everything is clear but all I see is a glass full of shit!" Mark said angrily.

"I left you because I won't run after anyone asking for affection and love like an abandoned dog!" You told him as you got closer to him.

At your words Mark froze.

"Is it clearer now? I'd rather we finish now than turn into the poor doctor who was cheated on by her partner with the young, cute and tender intern." Mark just stared at you, no longer angry, only confusion and regret on his face.

"Is that what you think? That I'm sleeping with an intern? Is that what you think of me?"

"Yes. That's what I feel, what I've been feeling for weeks. I feel like our relationship is over, but maybe you feel sorry for me and don't dare leave me, so I decided to take the step myself." You said and at this point you couldn't hold back your tears.

Mark ran a hand over his face and slowly lowered himself until he was kneeling in front of you, his hands on your hips, waiting for you to look at him.

"Honey I...fuck...I'm sorry, I don't-" he tried to say, but when he heard you start crying even harder he knew he needed to calm you down, and the best way to do that was to explain everything to you.

"Why don't you love me anymore?..." You said between tears.

"My beauty...I never stopped loving you...I never slept with an intern while I was with you and I never will because I love you and you are the best thing that happened to me in this life... I-...I know I've been a little absent and distant..."

"A little? Mark, we didn't even have breakfast together anymore, we wouldn't see each other at lunch, you didn't call me to come to the hospital together..." You said taking his wrists trying to make him let go of you, but he took your hands and started kissing them.

"I know...I know, fuck, I'm so sorry my love...I really know I didn't act right, and I have no valid excuse for my behavior...It's just that everything feels too unreal. You feel unreal. I'd never been in a serious relationship and I just needed some time to prepare myself. I needed time to think that the Mark of before had come to an end, that now everything would change because I want to change for you. Because you're not like the others...and I'm not trying to justify myself, I know I've been an idiot and I'm so sorry...please darling...don't leave me...don't take him away from me." Mark said as he rested his head on your stomach.

"I'm pregnant..." You said quickly.

"I know. I've been trying to come to terms with it for weeks, thinking about the idea of having someone calling me dad." Mark said as he caressed your belly.

"So do you still love me? Or do you just want me to forgive you because you want to have a baby?" You said, trying to hold back your tears, scared of his answer.

"I never stopped loving you my sweet girl, I will never stop loving you. I will love you until the day I take my last breath. I will take care of you and our baby as if that were my only purpose in life.

And it is.

___________________________________________I hope you really like it😭I'm not very happy with how it turned out, I hope you get the idea. 😔🫂

Requests open!

[redfurrycat]

Say it with less heart eyes, Derek, and we may MAY beleive you're annoyed... 🙄🥰

Eli: Man, working out is hard.

Derek: Eli, you literally once ran a mile and a half chasing a cat to pet it.

Eli: It’s was a cute cat.

Derek: You get more like Stiles everyday.

(source)

[sugarskulls99]

Me after reading a fluff boyfriend au and realizing he'll never be my boyfriend because he's 30+ years older than me.