DILF - twentysomething (NC-17)
Fandom: TEEN WOLF
Pairing: Stiles/Derek
Length: 30871 words
Author on LJ: twsomething
Author Website: AO3
Summary: Today is Scott's first day of kindergarten and Derek is terrified.
Why this must be read: DILF is one of the defining fics in Teen Wolf fandom, imo, so much so that I was seriously surprised to see nobody has recced it here before. Thankfully, that's changed now.
It's hard to put my finger on exactly why DILF is so delightful. Excellent characterisation? Originality of casting Scott and Jackson as Derek's kids but still retaining their unique personality? Lightheartedness? Slow build romance? I don't know, but this fic has all of those things. And it's funny to boot. It's not a complicated storyline, but it's fleshed out and really well-written. Plus as an AU it reads perfectly without knowing anything about canon (I know this, because that's how I read it), but at the same time it's filled with winks and nudges to the show.
It's one of my favourite stories, always makes me laugh with the funnies and the cute, so if you haven't read it yet: get thee hence! In fact, I think I might too. It feels like a reread-DILF kinda night.
Derek goes to work because going home would just be depressing without Scott running all over the house, screaming at the top of his lungs that he wanted to play aliens and ninjas. Everyone simultaneously annoys him and keeps their distance, which annoys him all over again. Derek would be lying if he said he wasn't counting down the minutes until 2 pm.
Derek's first in line at Kiss and Ride, mostly because his boss had come over at 1:30 and said, "Go, you're making the interns cry."
Jackson's 1st grade teacher is running Kiss and Ride. She catches Derek's eye and scrambles to find Jackson, and by extension, Scott. She'd been constantly talking about Jackson running the class and Derek had countered that Jackson was a leader, nothing wrong with that and it'd ended with the two of them at a vicious stalemate that somehow ended up with Derek having to chaperone every field trip. In return, in one of his rare attendances to the PTA, Derek suggested that Mrs. Porter, with her training as a reading specialist, would be a good choice to run the reading workshop the PTA had been talking about forever. On Friday nights.
Jackson is dragging Scott by his backpack straps over to the car.
"Oh my god, you'll be back tomorrow, come on, we're going home," Jackson says.
"But Jackson, it was awesome," Scott cries.
"If you want to stay at school, I can just order less pizza tonight," Derek calls out the window. "Or Jackson and I can eat yours."
"Dad!" Scott howls as he gets in. "You wouldn't!"
"Well, you'd better come fight for it, huh?" Derek says, reaching over to ruffle Scott's hair. "Your first day was good?"
"Oh my god, Dad it was amazing, Mr. S is the coolest!" Scott says, practically writhing with excitement.
"And yours? How is Lydia Martin in third grade? Still awful?" Derek ruffles Jackson's hair too, just to watch Jackson sputter and try to claw his hair back into place.
"Fine, ugh, Derek!" Jackson keeps finger combing his hair. "Lydia is whatever."
DILF
Pairing: Stiles/Derek
Length: 30871 words
Author on LJ: twsomething
Author Website: AO3
Summary: Today is Scott's first day of kindergarten and Derek is terrified.
Why this must be read: DILF is one of the defining fics in Teen Wolf fandom, imo, so much so that I was seriously surprised to see nobody has recced it here before. Thankfully, that's changed now.
It's hard to put my finger on exactly why DILF is so delightful. Excellent characterisation? Originality of casting Scott and Jackson as Derek's kids but still retaining their unique personality? Lightheartedness? Slow build romance? I don't know, but this fic has all of those things. And it's funny to boot. It's not a complicated storyline, but it's fleshed out and really well-written. Plus as an AU it reads perfectly without knowing anything about canon (I know this, because that's how I read it), but at the same time it's filled with winks and nudges to the show.
It's one of my favourite stories, always makes me laugh with the funnies and the cute, so if you haven't read it yet: get thee hence! In fact, I think I might too. It feels like a reread-DILF kinda night.
Derek goes to work because going home would just be depressing without Scott running all over the house, screaming at the top of his lungs that he wanted to play aliens and ninjas. Everyone simultaneously annoys him and keeps their distance, which annoys him all over again. Derek would be lying if he said he wasn't counting down the minutes until 2 pm.
Derek's first in line at Kiss and Ride, mostly because his boss had come over at 1:30 and said, "Go, you're making the interns cry."
Jackson's 1st grade teacher is running Kiss and Ride. She catches Derek's eye and scrambles to find Jackson, and by extension, Scott. She'd been constantly talking about Jackson running the class and Derek had countered that Jackson was a leader, nothing wrong with that and it'd ended with the two of them at a vicious stalemate that somehow ended up with Derek having to chaperone every field trip. In return, in one of his rare attendances to the PTA, Derek suggested that Mrs. Porter, with her training as a reading specialist, would be a good choice to run the reading workshop the PTA had been talking about forever. On Friday nights.
Jackson is dragging Scott by his backpack straps over to the car.
"Oh my god, you'll be back tomorrow, come on, we're going home," Jackson says.
"But Jackson, it was awesome," Scott cries.
"If you want to stay at school, I can just order less pizza tonight," Derek calls out the window. "Or Jackson and I can eat yours."
"Dad!" Scott howls as he gets in. "You wouldn't!"
"Well, you'd better come fight for it, huh?" Derek says, reaching over to ruffle Scott's hair. "Your first day was good?"
"Oh my god, Dad it was amazing, Mr. S is the coolest!" Scott says, practically writhing with excitement.
"And yours? How is Lydia Martin in third grade? Still awful?" Derek ruffles Jackson's hair too, just to watch Jackson sputter and try to claw his hair back into place.
"Fine, ugh, Derek!" Jackson keeps finger combing his hair. "Lydia is whatever."
DILF