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Switching Things Up

Derek keeps getting messages from Stiles that are meant for someone else.

For @evanesdust​

Derek was more confused than anything the first time he got one of Stiles’ messages.

STILES: I just want to give him things, like blowjobs and self-esteem

It was two in the morning, and there was nothing that could prepare Derek for that.

Derek blinked in surprise, his brows furrowed in confusion as he stared at his phone. Why would Stiles be telling him this? This was the kind of things he’d talk to Scott or Lydia about, not Derek.

He didn’t reply; partly because he didn’t know what to say, partly because it was two in the morning, and he wasn’t ready for this, but mostly because he didn’t want to get involved in Stiles’ love life. He had to admit, he was also kind of jealous.

He turned his phone to silent and set it down on the rug so that he wouldn’t hear it vibrate.

When he woke in the morning, there was a wall of unread messages on his phone; some more memorable than others.

STILES: He gives me butterflies, but also makes me very horny.

STILES: At first, all I wanted was to get dick. Now I’m like “get his heart and cherish him”.

Derek felt his stomach coil. He tossed his phone onto the bedside table and tried his best to ignore the messages. He dragged his feet into the kitchen and switched on the percolator, making himself a cup of coffee as he tried to shake the haze of sleep.

He showered and dressed, making his way back into the small alcove of the loft that he called his bedroom as his phone vibrated against the table top, catching his attention. He watched as message after message lit up the screen.

Derek scrolled through them as he made his way back into the kitchen, frowning slightly.

Stiles was either messing with him, or oblivious to the fact that he was texting the wrong person. Considering how unfiltered the comments were and how much of Stiles showed through in them, Derek thought it was the latter.

Even so, he felt weird reading them, as if he were prying into a private conversation. Part of him wanted to message Stiles back and tell him that he was texting the wrong person, but part of him wanted to know more; he wanted to know who this person was and how they had caught his attention.

He poured himself another cup of coffee, sipping at it as he scrolled through the messages.

STILES: I wanna make him scream my name and cum, but I also want to take care of him emotionally and make sure he eats, you know?

Derek nearly choked on his coffee. He coughed and sputtered, setting down the mug down before he spilt it. He cleared his throat, blinking in surprise. He took a second to compose himself before scrolling through the rest of the messages.

STILES: At first, all I wanted was to get dick. Now I’m like “get his heart and cherish him”.

STILES: I want to cover his naked body in chocolate sauce but also bundle him up in blankets and lay with him, all comfy and curled up by the fire.

STILES: I love his ass in tight jeans, but damn he’d look good in sweatpants too.

He tossed his phone aside, trying to ignore the twisted jealousy the coiled in his chest. He held his breath, fighting back the burning anger that seeped into his blood and the tears that welled in his eyes.

He let out a measured breath, calming his racing heartbeat.

His phone buzzed again, another message lighting up the screen.

That’s it, he thought, I’m telling him he has the wrong number.

He picked up phone and froze.

STILES: Seriously, Scotty, how am I meant to tell Derek I like him?

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[pembroke]

somehow in the month i was drawing potter prompts i also travelled in time back to 2011

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[callahaa]

POKÉWOLF!

Keeping it classic with Generation 1.

I didn’t really want to include Peter, but the layout needed 8 and it was pretty fun to draw his Gastly take a beating!

(right click and open in new tab for better quality)

[camehereforfriends]

#did they give stiles the cubone….#because cubone lost itd mother?!?#*sobs in a corner*#my baby!#derek with a charmander tho#that’s just rude#(and peter with the creepy ghost pokemon is so accurate)  (via @yetanothersterekblog)

I love this AU tho?? Like so much??? It’s kinda like familiars but with some adventure and a little silly (other than some pokemon choices, you cruel creator! [but i love it so much!!])

[constileslation-deactivated2021]

[sciamandsterek]

Hi there! I'm (sorta) back!

I'm back you guys after what seemed like an eternity. I'm finally going to be popping back onto Tumblr at least once a day as I missed this place oh so much. So yeah, I wish you all an awesome day <3

[batwynn]

He hasn’t seen the sky in days, but he’s seen the moon.

[incorrectsterekquotes]

[At Disneyland, in the teacups]

Derek and Boyd: [Spinning a little and talking]

Stiles and Erica: [Fly past them spinning as fast as they can, screaming]

[buckybarsn]

Incorrect sterek quotes - insp

[sterek]

Derek protecting Stiles throughout the seasons. [Stiles’ version]

[ilarina]

Unforgettable, together held the whole world in our hands Unexplainable, the love that only we could understand

[hrast-ika]

I’m bleeding out So if the last thing that I do

I’m bleeding out I’m bleeding out for you, for you. (Bleeding out- Imagine Dragons)

protective!derek is my jam xD haha (drawn by me: Spider999now or Nruparca on instagram)

[anything-gohs]

[tombwolf]

These were the photos you got if you clicked the wrong tags on the instagram hunt lol

[pandatails]

He must REALLY like you, Derek.

[scottymccall]

[captain-snark]

Derek learning very early on that he had feelings for Stiles but they just sort sit there, in the background, lowkey. Until like, probably they’ve been growing like exponentially though.

He knows he’s in love with Stiles but he doesn’t really address it. Except, probably one day, it’s just an ordinary day. It’s even a quiet day and Stiles is talking but all Derek can hear is the way their heartbeats have synced up, like they always do with Stiles. 

“I love you, Stiles.

Derek just cuts him off mid-sentence. Stiles would probably look surprised and then fond and say, “Oh, I love you too, Derek.” But Derek can tell he doesn’t understand. He’s still probably blushing though.

“I mean I have feelings for you,” Derek clarifies. Stiles’ eyes probably widen. And Derek wants to laugh but doesn’t. Stiles’ heart rate increases.

“I uh…I don’t…You…” 

Derek probably cuts him off again so Stiles doesn’t pass out or something equally dramatic. “It’s okay, Stiles. I wasn’t. I don’t expect anything from you. I just…I’ve felt this way for awhile, and I needed,” he shrugs. “I needed you to know.”

Stiles looks like he’s thinking really hard and really fast. Derek can see all the possibilities played out in the tilt of his eye brows, the aborted gestures as he squirms. 

“This is a lot,” Stiles tells him. 

“Yeah, I’m sorry,” Derek tells him.

“No, you’re not,” Stiles accuses. He’s right. He’s really not. 

“For the first time, ever, in my life I’ve fallen for someone who has earned my absolute trust,” Derek says. 

“Derek,” Stiles starts. Derek closes his eyes and holds up a hand.

“Let me enjoy this moment for like one more minute before you let me down easy,” Derek teases. 

Stiles sighs dramatically and Derek opens his eyes and smiles softly at him. “I wasn’t going to let you down at all–” Stiles starts. “I’ve thought about it before,” he says,” about us?” 

“Yeah?”

“And, I’ve always had this sort of…I dunno, crush sounds stupid,” Stiles sighs. “Pretty much since day one…” 

“Me too,” Derek tells him. Stiles flushes at that. 

“That’s crazy to me,” Stiles admits, shaking his head. “I was such a nerd.” Derek laughs out loud and Stiles looks away quick before catching his eye. 

“And I spent two years grossly overcompensating,” Derek tells him.

“And yet here we are,” Stiles says, he takes a couple of steps closer. Derek moves to mirror him, until the distance between them is almost non existent. 

“You know,” Stiles tells him, voice low and rough, and Derek’s heart picks up and they fall in tandem again. “There’ve been like four really memorable times that I almost accidentally kissed you. And to do it like this seems so anticlimactic,” Stiles tells him. 

“I’m sort of feeling the same,” Derek admits. 

“Do you think we should do something reckless first?” Stiles asks. 

“I think so, yeah,” Derek nods. Stiles zips his hoodie up and nods as Derek grabs his car keys and jacket. He tosses Stiles the key to the Camaro, parked in the garage below. “You drive.”

“Ooh! Good start,” Stiles nods. As they’re leaving the loft, door slamming behind them Stiles casually slips his hand into Derek’s and says, “you’re kind of perfect for me, you know?” 

Derek does.