Derek sends Stiles an early christmas present photo.
where I rest my head, there’s nothing I can see,
darkness becomes me.
but I’m already there, i’m already there.
wherever there is you,
i will be there too.
We’re drunk on a boat in San Diego… What could they expect? - Tyler Hoechlin
Stiles Stilinski getting his game on a.k.a. please don’t: [3/?]
Derek: It’s compressed as a ‘Rawr’.
did you just
im going to fucking scream
"It’s art, Derek."
Derek raises his head from the copy of Cosmo Lydia left behind and looks at Stiles. “No,” he says before looking back at the magazine.
"Please?" Stiles says, widening his eyes. He pouts a little as well, trying to cover all his bases. "It’d be hot. You could get your hands on my junk."
"I get my hands on your junk all the time, Stiles."
Stiles rolls his eyes and clambers onto the couch, kicking his feet into Derek’s lap. “But this would be forever. You’d have proof,” he says, poking Derek’s thigh with his toe.
"Proof of what?"
"Proof that you own me."
Derek glances over at him, his eyes dark. “I don’t own you.”
"You do, though." Stiles gets to his knees and crawls closer to Derek, pushes the magazine away and climbs onto his lap. "You own me. Like I own you."
Stiles presses a finger against Derek’s lips. “Just — think about it? For me?”
#tbt TV Guide Boat, 2012.
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whoa but wait a minute au where derek is in the military and is deployed overseas somewhere and stiles’ high school does this thing where you can sign up to be paired with a sort of pen pal in the military (mostly soldiers who don’t have family or loved ones that they write to regularly, they have to sign up for it too) and stiles signs up partly because his dad saw the flyer at a parent teacher conference and thought it was a nice gesture
so stiles signs up and a few weeks later, after he’s completely forgotten about the whole ….project? he gets handed a name (10 points if you guess who he gets) and a paper telling him a little about the soldier, very minimal information that the soldiers had to fill out like favorite food what their favorite book is that kind of stuff.
Big feral monsters who get protective over their tiny human mates are my absolute favorite thing.
derek doing tequila shots off of stiles’ belly (◉‿◉✿)
derek messily trying to bite the lime out of stiles’ mouth but he ends up biting it and eating it and then going back in for a kiss (≖‿≖✿)
derek and stiles grinding at a frat party and then lazily jerking each other off in a corner ★~(◡‿◡✿)
derek fucking stiles over the pool table in another room because he cant stand it and they’d been tiptoeing over each other for months and it wasn’t until the body shots that they finally said fuck it and went for it (▰˘◡˘▰)
derek and stiles in college (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ✧
the one where derek and stiles get their own place, and clothes become a thing of the past. for youshinebrighter21 on her birthday. c:
stiles comes to with the sensation of something rough scratching against his neck, and something rumbling in front of his face. he blinks rapidly a few times, still in a sleepy, confused, stupor, trying to figure out who the hell he is, the way it happens every morning.
the scratching is derek’s beard, his boyfriend pressed up against his side, face tucked into his shoulder. he hums in approval at that, and noses against derek’s hair, before he turns his head to search for the source of the rumbling.
not rumbling- purring. aurora is staring at him with her big yellow eyes and waiting for attention. when he looks at her, the purring only gets louder, and she bats at his face.
nope, nope, much too early for that. cutest kitten in the world or not, stiles is not up for playing until he’s had at least one red bull, and derek’s body up against his is much too warm to consider leaving just yet.
he goes to worm back into the blankets of the bed- except. wait. this isn’t the bed at all.
stiles yawns again and sits up slightly, enough to glance around the living room. did they fall asleep on the floor?
it comes back to him in waves, the night before, spent christening every room of the house. their house.
stiles grins, wide and happy, and flops back onto the hardwood with a thunk, pressing his face into the slope of derek’s shoulder.
it occurs to him, before he drifts back asleep, that they never actually got around to christening the bedroom. but that’s alright. they’ll both be awake again in a couple of hours.
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Sterek AU: Derek Hale does not do pining. He has no idea what’s Erica talking about. He is not jealous that Stiles is going on a date with a guy from his work. Why would he be? It’s not like he and Stiles are boyfriends. So maybe they slept with each other a few times. But that was just sex, nothing more. Shut up, Erica. My heart did not do anything right now.