dsc meme ↦ [8/8] porn moments

geeky-sova:

He’s the best of them ♥

"Stiles," Derek sighs, eyes remaining closed. "Go to sleep."

"I’m trying," Stiles says, pulse quickening.

"No, you’re not. You’re staring at me." He slowly opens his eyes then, meeting Stiles’ gaze in the dim darkness of the boy’s bedroom. Stiles smiles, feeling his heart flutter warm in his chest. Derek blinks. "What?"

Stiles inches closer, moving his arm to play with Derek’s hair rather than his own. Derek’s eyes flicker over his face, filled with wonder.

"You look adorable when you sleep," Stiles admits in a murmur.

sterek + jerkass façade

Yeah Derek, stop being a creepy lovesick werewolf and let Stiles sleep (x)

"What are you looking at?" Stiles scoffs, feeling himself blush under the werewolf’s intense stare. He knows he can’t hide the way it makes his heart skip a beat.

Derek only tilts his head to the side, a soft smile playing on his lips.

"You."

#au

Sterek Week // Wednesday: Sterek Manips
Derek Hale and Stiles Stilinski are top models in Hollywood. Signed with different agencies, the two often find themselves on the same set for various shoots. Although Stiles and Derek often butt heads behind the scenes, in front of the camera, their natural chemistry shines through.
Soon enough, the duo start spending time together outside of work. They quickly become friends, often snarking at each other about their different habits (“Honestly Stiles. I don’t know how you have the body you do when you never exercise and you eat like a horse.”) and their different modeling techniques (“Would it kill you to smile once, dude? I know that’s your whole thing, or whatever. But, I swear to God, if you smiled at one shoot, you’d kill half the population!”).
Their good-natured bantering eventually turns romantic when Stiles half jokingly says, “I hope they make us kiss at that Abercrombie shoot next week. I bet it’d be a blasty blast.” And when Derek answers back, “Why would we need to wait to kiss at a shoot when we can just do it right now?”, Stiles all but jumps into Derek’s lap.
Things are going well for them, both professionally and personally. And they’re careful to never appear as more than friends when they’re in public. When they finally get caught by the paparazzi out having lunch one afternoon, hands clasped together on the table, rumors start to fly about their possible romantic relationship.
Their publicists try to do as much damage control as they can, but Derek and Stiles are tired of hiding. They want the world to know that they love each other and decide to come out as a couple in a special issue of Out Magazine. 

Sterek Week // Wednesday: Sterek Manips

Derek Hale and Stiles Stilinski are top models in Hollywood. Signed with different agencies, the two often find themselves on the same set for various shoots. Although Stiles and Derek often butt heads behind the scenes, in front of the camera, their natural chemistry shines through.

Soon enough, the duo start spending time together outside of work. They quickly become friends, often snarking at each other about their different habits (“Honestly Stiles. I don’t know how you have the body you do when you never exercise and you eat like a horse.”) and their different modeling techniques (“Would it kill you to smile once, dude? I know that’s your whole thing, or whatever. But, I swear to God, if you smiled at one shoot, you’d kill half the population!”).

Their good-natured bantering eventually turns romantic when Stiles half jokingly says, “I hope they make us kiss at that Abercrombie shoot next week. I bet it’d be a blasty blast.” And when Derek answers back, “Why would we need to wait to kiss at a shoot when we can just do it right now?”, Stiles all but jumps into Derek’s lap.

Things are going well for them, both professionally and personally. And they’re careful to never appear as more than friends when they’re in public. When they finally get caught by the paparazzi out having lunch one afternoon, hands clasped together on the table, rumors start to fly about their possible romantic relationship.

Their publicists try to do as much damage control as they can, but Derek and Stiles are tired of hiding. They want the world to know that they love each other and decide to come out as a couple in a special issue of Out Magazine. 

wolfspup:

Sterek Week // ᴛᴜᴇsᴅᴀʏ: ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ ᴍᴇ sᴛᴇʀᴇᴋ

@toodelicioustobetrue requested palette #12

dafnelaurus:

Sterek Week || Monday: Lyrics/Quotes

There’s a truth in your eyes saying you’ll never leave me,
the touch of your hand says you’ll catch me wherever I fall.
You say it best when you say nothing at all.
(When you say nothing at all - Ronan Keating)

sterekandklaine:

Sterek Week || Monday: Lyrics/Quotes

My soul you should know
Can share your sorrow
Open the window let the light in.

"Love Letters" by Paper Route

…and the reason is you.

inderlander:

"What do you think? Tighten a few screws here, replace a belt there?"
"I think I’ve seen roadkill that looks better than this engine.” 
"So… that means you can fix it, right?"
"Maybe, if you’re not in a hurry.”

Sterek AU: Stiles’ car breaks down in the middle of nowhere. Fortunately for him he finds a lonely gas station manned by a ridiculously hot mechanic who might be able to help him. Not so fortunately for him, there’s a reason Derek Hale is lying low out here in careful obscurity. When the danger from Derek’s past catches up with him before the repairs are finished, Stiles finds himself sucked into the adventure of a lifetime. Thrown together in a struggle for survival, Stiles becomes increasingly drawn to his taciturn new companion while Derek discovers to his confused surprise that apparently not everyone in the world is willing to betray him just to save themselves.

hellahobrien:

Sterek Week: Monday | Lyrics & Quotes
↳Mumford and Sons - Lover’s Eyes

And I’ll walk slow, I’ll walk slow
Take my hand, help me on my way.

jannelle-o:

mrsalt gave me the idea 。(*^▽^*)ゞidk this is silly haha but it was fun to draw (:

jannelle-o:

mrsalt gave me the idea 。(*^▽^*)ゞ
idk this is silly haha but it was fun to draw (:

Sterek Week: lyrics → Wicked Game by Chris Isaak