#c:stiles

[mythicalmen]

for @mcrshmcllow continued from here

Julian had definitely been working harder than usual, which typically was already rather hard. He'd taken on quite a bit of extra work this semester and had managed to finish two extra papers for a possible placement in a field related to his degree. Hence an overall lack of relaxation or time to himsef but hey, it been worth it and he'd managed to pull it off and get the top result in Professor Herrera's class. So when Professor Woods had come to him and remarked that Professor Herrera wanted to see him, Julian had assumed it be related to his paper - just not related in this way.

Which is how he found himself pressed up against the wall to the man's office, crowded by the older man's body and feeling that hot breath and beard against his skin, the sensation alone to make Julian's usually sharp mind overload with sensation. He was shocked, bewildered even that this was happening - mind filled with confusion, body filled with almost trembling arousal. God why did being called his favourite make his legs feel weak?

"Professor, I...this is...what you wanted to see me more?" Julian found his voice, shaken and breathy. "Professor Woods said it was urgent, what-" His words were cut off as his brain short circuted at the roll of those hips against his cheeks and felt those lips and teeth on his skin, marking him. Marking him as Vincents. "F-Fuck..."

[wailingbulletmoved]

@redhoodiskra liked for a starter

"Stiles, did you add a new name to your board?" Lydia was sitting on his bed. She noticed a name she hadn't seen before written on it.

[codedeargentmoved]

@volatilehearted​ liked for a starter

“No! Stiles you are not going in there with just a baseball bat.” Allison tugged him back by his shirt. You’re going to get yourself killed.” She said, continuing to talk him down. “There are a bunch of murderous Alphas’ in there”

[boysofcharm]

for @himbosfandom who wanted a starter

So yeah, Stiles was a bit of a superhero fan boy. He always had been and his excitement of a boy of capes and powers and dashing men saving the day had never faded but as he’d gotten older he also couldn’t deny that those big arms and strong jawlines were also definitely a part of the fantasy and the reason why he was so into them. So when he got a chance to see Superman strutting his stuff as a hero of course he got his phone out to record, who wouldn’t. The man looked like a greek god of muscle and power and always been a favourite of his and so when he flew off at the end there was an element of disappointment. But it didn’t last long when he could of sworn he saw the hero land not too far away, behind some buildings. Maybe it wasn’t right of him, maybe he should of just...let it go but he couldn’t help but make his way over towards the location and the alleyway in question, arriving about ten minutes later and poke his head around the corner, camera still in hand and see if the hero was still about.

[unlostx]

@ycstodcy​ 

​Stiles muttered under his breath wishing he had rented a car, he wasn't embarrassed by his jeep by any means but there was something about how he wanted to be fancy because they were going to a ball, and he wanted the best for Usagi, he knew the other wouldn't care if he pulled up to her house in his jeep. He pulled into her driveway and he held her corsage in his hand looking at it hoping it was a nice one, he had never gone to an event like this and his father helped him pick it out, so he was planning on blaming him if she didn't like it. He walked up to her door clutching the box the flower was in trying not to overthink it but he let out a sigh of relief and pushing his nerves aside. He raised his hand to knock but before he could the door swung open and he took a step back in surprise. He stared at her smiling so big his eyes sparkling as he saw her, he always knew she was beautiful but in this moment he was just stunned, and he stared at her with his mouth open just trying to find the right words "Wow um oh my you look ha, wow you just look wow." He laughed not sure how to properly convey just how beautiful she was. He held out the box his eyes never leaving her "I got this for you, I hope you don't find it cheesy or anything but I'd like to put it on you before we go if that's alright?" He still didn't know how he was lucky enough to get her to agree to go with him he was going to be the luckiest guy at the ball.

[neverwholelahey]

@shroudedspark​ liked for a random ass starter.

He was focused, listening to the scratches of the record that was currently playing in his studio. It had become a habit of his, it helped him focus, it stopped the thoughts, and made his mind blank. Well, as blank as it could get with everything he’d been through. It helped him relax so that he could paint, without second guessing himself. However, using his werewolf hearing for it, meant that he heard Stiles approaching long before he even reached the door. And it broke Isaac’s focus. 

“Yes Stiles?” He said as he heard the door open, knowing the human would just walk straight into his studio. Then again, he rarely kept it locked because only pack usually went into this building, since Derek owned the entire complex. And Isaac had his own floor. A massive loft which was mainly just a studio, with a corridor off to the left side, where the bathroom, and bedroom were. The kitchen was off to the right, in the open main area. He still hadn’t looked up from where he was stood bent over his desk, staring down at the paper, the record still going. 

[letsxxplay]

Stiles/Derek

@fandomdudesunite

Stiles and Derek had moved on together. Everyone had seen it coming, it seemed like Derek was always in a foul mood, but Stiles could always say SOMETHING to make his frown crack, and make him smile.

Their house was nothing grand, it was big enough for the two of them, plus the pack when they had meetings and they ran late. Most of the time, it was them alone.

And when they had their time alone, they were both happy. Like this morning, when Stiles woke up early to make coffee and breakfast. He was not the best cook, Derek was so much better, but his mom had taught him a basic breakfast before she'd gotten sick.

"Bacon, eggs, French toast, coffee..." He counts everything out loud, facing the stove while he made the last omelette. "What am I forgetting???"

[boysofdalton]

“You’re killing me here” Stiles complained, just staring at the sight before him with his hand pressed against his face as he shamelessly ogled. Standing there on the porch in the garden, staring as the pool boy of his husband’s estate was cleaning the pool as a good pool boy should do in nothing but a pair of red shorts and sandals with nothing else to show for it. Sure it was disgustingly hot right now in California and it was logical for someone working outside to be in as little clothing as possible but as far as Stiles was concerned it was one big purposeful tease as he had to watch sweat run down his lover’s body and felt his eyes following its every move as it ran down from his forehead, to his neck and down even further.

That’s right not only was Stiles Stilinski a married man at the age of twenty years old but he was also having a fair. Gold digger much? Well, kind of. More like desperate college boy whose father couldn’t pay for his college tuition so in came Robert Woodchester with his wads of cash and desire for a trophy husband to show off like, well, a trophy. Stiles hadn’t been a fan of the idea but with his dad’s bills climbing and little to no options he’d agreed to start seeing the guy which five months later and a whole load of bills paid he found himself married and faking happiness. Stiles wasn’t sure how long he’d have to keep this up but even with this kind of arrangement he wasn’t planning on screwing around with other guys or girls. Not at first anyway.

But then Leo had been hired, with his tussled brown hair and genuine smile and compact body that Stiles never thought he’d ever have a thing for until he’d seen that shirt come off and it was all he could think about. He was a practical and down to earth guy with a natural charm without ego and abs at the same time which just seemed greedy as far as Stiles was concern; but most of all he looked at Stiles was if he was more than just something to acquire or a trophy on a shelf and these days that was a rarity. So instant chemistry turned into friendship (after Stiles managed to convince him to call him Stiles and not ‘Mister Stilinski) then became something far more intense and most likely against the rules of employment. That was almost two months ago and since the a ‘one time mistake’ had turned into a full on affair that Stiles had practically clung to as ironically probably the most normal thing in his life right now. Because when his ‘husband’ was away like on a week like this he actually felt like he could be himself around the one person who knew truly what he was going through. This might be an affair but as far as he was concerned it was his real relationship.

“No really don’t give me any of this innocent, practical man facade because you’re clearly trying to show off and drive me crazy now we’re alone for the entire week” He half heartedly complained and mostly just admired the few as he watched his secret lover work.