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the Derek to my Stiles.
smth like: “Dude! U’re not helping!”^..^
I like the idea of Derek stuck in a wolf form and Stiles lending him assistance *wigglin’ eyebrows*
what do derek and stiles do in bed together?
knot a lot, really
prompt: the ties that bind
Derek really needs to work on his knotting skills. Not that Stiles is complaining…It’s only taken me four weeks into a porn challenge to get to a respectable R. BABY STEPS!
Please see my LJ for artist notes and refs.
“I, um,” Stiles says, and that’s when Derek looks up from his desk and recognises him. “Derek.”
“Stiles,” Derek says back flatly, and Stiles gets a vivid flashback of him moaning Stiles’ name while Stiles sucked him down greedily. It makes him laugh, and then he claps a hand over his mouth.
“Sorry,” he says, muffled. Takes his hand away. “Sorry. I, uh—”
“You really did have a job interview to get ready for,” Derek says, awed.
Stiles scrunches up his face, drops into the chair across from Derek’s desk. “I—yeah, I—” Then his mouth drops open, eyes wide with understanding. “You thought I was lying to skip out on you!”
“I—”
“Oh, Derek, I wouldn’t do that. ‘Specially not to you.” He pauses. “You were, well.” His eyes glaze over.
Derek clears his throat, a scowl slipping into place along with his blush. “Well, that’s.”
“I really did want you to call me,” Stiles goes on. “That was my actual cell phone number I gave you. My real, actual one. That I want you to call. You could call it right now, I’d totally pick up.”
Derek can’t quite suppress a pleased smirk. “I have to interview you.”
“Right, right,” Stiles says, stung. Sits back in the chair. “I, um. Right.”
“And then I’ll call you.”
Stiles brightens immediately. “Really? That is, as long as you interview me completely objectively. No bias.”
“No bias,” agrees Derek.
“I would, however, like to remind you of my deficient gag reflex.” He holds up his hands when Derek glares. “I’m not saying it should sway your decision in any way. I’m just—” He gestures, indicating offering something to Derek. “Just saying a thing. That has nothing to do with this interview whatsoever.”
“Stiles,” Derek says firmly. “Disregarding the fact that you’re being completely unethical right now—”
“Semantics,” Stiles says.
“—I was planning on hiring you anyway. Your resume was impressive and the only other applicant got hired by our competitor.”
“What was his name?” Stiles asks quickly. “Want me to shank him? I—” He hops onto his feet. “Wait, you’re hiring me?”
“As long as you don’t tell anyone it’s because of your earth-shattering blowjobs,” Derek deadpans.
especially for Rebecca , who won two commissions from auction of Teen Wolf Committee.
It is first sketch) she wanted tattoo!Stiles, of course =))
ps/ u know, i think that i have a full AU with tattoo!Stiles in my head) And soon i will made a little story about it) with illustrations =)) Are you interested?
whoops everything i draw ends up being cutesy :u
i honestly want nothing more than for stiles’ and derek’s first kiss to be a spur of the moment adrenaline induced kiss after they battle some kind of monster and after they both just pull away and look at each other with wide eyes and kind move away awkwardly and they just don’t talk about it for the longest time even though it’s obvious every single time they’re together that that’s all they’re both thinking about because they can’t stop staring at each other’s lips and the sexual tension between them just increases tenfold
please
AU: Stiles can’t keep his hands out of other people’s pockets.
Sterek AU | Stiles was hurt during a run in with another pack and Derek naturally can’t stop blaming himself.“Go to sleep, Derek.”
“Okay.”
“I’m serious, i can feel you doing your creepy watching-me-while-i-sleep shit.” Derek sighs. Stiles can feel him fidgeting next to him. ”Derek…”
“You’re not sleeping either.”
“I would, except my boyfriend won’t stop thinking so loudly.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Then stop.”
“Not for that.”
“I know. Now shut up and let me sleep.”
STEREK GFX GIVEAWAY #25days 7/31 requested by lucifersescape
STEREK AU: Over the last two years, Beacon Hills Hospital has become quite famous. All because of the charming and talented cardiologist Derek Hale. But charming, polite and gentle are only words used by his patients. Among his colleagues the nicknames are quite different… Grumpy, cold, snappy crabby, cranky, difficult. But two new very distinctive nicknames manage to get Derek’s attention: Sourwolf and Hottiehale. He doesn’t mind, not really. People still have consideration and respect for his work, so what else can he wish for? All he wants is to be left alone to do what he knows best. Enter the hyperactive intern Stiles Stilinski, that has been stalking him for the last two months.
“Dr. Hale, wait!”
“What do you want Stilinski?”
“That kid is mine, why don’t you let me scrub in with you?”
“That kid is not yours, he’s not some dummy doll where you can practice!”
“What? No─ that’s not what I─ Look, I just really want to scrub in on this case. Please! I promise I won’t─ like ruin your job or something. I’ll just be there watching and learning. I want to learn.” It feels like surviving a thunderstorm, once he stops talking and his hands stop moving.
“You’re on McCall’s service, why would I let you scrub in with me? What’s so special about this kid?”
“Eh─ well, he was on my watch. Melissa─ I mean, Dr. McCall said that I could scrub in with you. If you let me, that is.”
“No,” he says before turning away to check the pile of charts. The intern follows him and grunts, but remains silent until─
“I could take care of those.”
“What?”
“Those charts. I’m good at organizing stuff, even Lydia gets impressed. I mean─ Dr. Martin appreciates it.”
“Are you bribing me?!”
“No─ I─ oh, come on Derek, don’t be such a─ oh my God I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to! I─ I just really admire your work, Dr. Hale.”
Derek sighs, “I thought you were picking Pediatrics.”
“I still haven’t decided. I love kids and Dr. McCall is awesome. Plastic Surgery seems cool, but Peter creeps me out. Oh my God, not again. I’m so sorry! I know he’s your uncle and I didn’t mean to─”
“Relax,” Derek snorts. He ponders this for a while. Why shouldn’t he give a chance to the boy? He seems… “Okay, I’ll switch you with Reyes.”
“Are you serious? Really? Are you going to let me scrub in?!”
“Go, before I change my mind,” he tries to ignore the way the intern is practically jumping with joy.
“Yes, going. I’m disappearing right now. You won’t even remember this. I mean─ I hope you do─ Okay, going.”
Derek rolls his eyes as Stilinski turns to leave.
“Oh and Stilinski?”
“Hmm?” The boy turns with such lack of grace that Derek doesn’t know how he doesn’t stumble on his own feet.
“I really hope that chocolate in your pocket is for you and not for Michael.”
Derek knows he got it right when Stilinski’s face turns red.
“Of─ of course!”
“Don’t get too attached,” he says before turning to his charts.
Derek jumps out of his skin when a strong hand is placed on his shoulder.
“I know he’s in good hands,” Stilinski smiles and Derek can’t really avert his eyes from his mouth, “Oh and you can call me Stiles. Stilinski is my father.”
Derek doesn’t even have a chance to focus on a proper reply. Stilin─ Stiles spots the intern on Argent’s watch in the elevator and runs to him. Derek is about to go back filling the charts when Stiles’ amber eyes turn to look at him. A broad smile stamped on his face is the last thing Derek sees before the doors close. His heart stops and that’s when Derek realizes how doomed he is.
Bright Eyes (81,727 words) by wearing_tearing; graphic by foreverblue-navy
When Stiles told him he was a cabaret performer he certainly wasn’t expecting this, and now Derek doesn’t know what to do with himself.
Because Stiles is a drag queen and about the hottest person Derek has ever seen in his life.
Or; the one where Stiles is a
drag queencabaret performer and Derek somehow ends up being hismakeup artistexecutive assistant.[Act One: Diamonds] - [Act Two: Circus] - [Act Three: Because the Night] - [Act Four: Captivated] - [Act Five: Raise Your Glass] - [Act Six - Titanium] - [Act Seven: Shake It Out] - [Final Act: Stronger (What Doesn’t Kill You)]
