#model!derek

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Hey there. I’m looking for any and all fics where Stiles models for an erotic magazine. Sterek or Steter is preferred, but I’m so starved I’ll take anything. Thanks!

Oh yeah. Always a good time for a Necks N' Throatz list.

Everything I Ask For by clauxx

(1/1 I 1,895 I General I Sterek)

Last wednesday we asked Stiles and Derek to come for a special photoshoot and an interview about their relationship for this edition. What they didn’t know was that we have already talked to all their friends to uncover some of the their most embarrassing stories.

They met when Stiles was still 16 years old and, according to him, Derek’s first words to him were “this is private property”. Derek, who at the time was 19, doesn’t deny the fact and defends himself “he was trespassing. As the sheriff’s kid he should know that that is wrong”.

All about your neck by SterekLirryOmega

(2/? I 3,296 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles gets proposed to model for "Fangs Magazine" The most popular gay werewolf skin magazine on the market.

He says yes.

Double Negative by Kitera_Matar

(1/1 I 7,492 I Teen I Sterek)

Neckz ‘N Throats is shooting the last set of shots for their “Opposites Attract” Valentine’s Day special. But when Derek’s planned partner can’t make the shoot, Peter decides - in one of his hair-brained plots - to take a bespectacled geek from their IT to pose opposite him. But how will Stiles react to his twin being in a shoot with the guy that he has just finally gotten over?

Love Runs Wild by DevilDoll

(1/1 I 9,494 I Explicit I Sterek)

"You've got a hickey on the back of your neck!" A Neckz 'n Throats story.

Alpha Press by Carerra_os

(1/1 I 10,082 I Mature I Steter)

Parallax by uraneia

(1/1 I 10,459 I Explicit I Sterek)

Parallax: noun. The effect whereby the position or direction of an object appears to differ when viewed from different positions, e.g., through the viewfinder and the lens of a camera.

With the pack (and Stiles) starting college, Derek is bored. He needs a hobby--or a job. Which is how he comes to model for Alpha Studios.

He just never thought Stiles would end up working there too.

CAPTIVE by writeonclara

(4/4 I 23,525 I Explicit I Sterek)

It’s porn. Well, it’s sort of porn. Gay sort of porn. Definitely Not Safe For Work. Isaac pushes Stiles out of the way to frantically exit out of the browser before their manager catches them looking at porn.

Or:

Stiles thinks he has college all figured out (despite his sourwolf of a roommate), until he gets scouted to be a model for the popular werewolf skinmag, CAPTIVE.

Mated by otter 

(14/14 I 37,712 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles already had a history with skin magazines for werewolves. It wasn't like he was new at this, even if his modeling portfolio was completely pathetic. He was cool and collected. He was a jaded professional. He was not at all prepared for working with Derek Hale.

Shutterbug by Yiichi

(3/3 I 53,413 I Explicit I Sterek)

Derek Hale is the photographer for the family-run magazine 'NECKZ 'n THROATS', a periodical aimed solely at the werewolf demographic. When the model for their monthly bails out, the staff are hard-pressed to find someone else to photograph at the last minute.

Stiles Stilinski is a college student, scraping by on odd jobs to pay for his education fees. When his long-time friend Lydia finds him a one-off gig at a photo-shoot, he figures it couldn't hurt.

As contrary as their natures appear to be, Derek finds the most fascinating piece of art at the end of his lens.

[dylanssourwolf]

Sterek AU: Never Trust A Skinny Baker | Stiles just wanted to come home and run his bakery with Scott, but of course normalcy isn't something he'll ever find in Beacon Hills. The FBI thrust him into an undercover investigation of what they think is a serial killer, and Stiles already knows it's something different. Worst of all, there's a model that keeps coming in for cupcakes between shoots. He's angry and beautiful and an alpha werewolf that happens to be Stiles's best customer. What could go wrong? Oh yeah, he's a main suspect in the fucking case. All Stiles has to do is not get murdered by whatever homicidal monster is out there, all the while trying desperately to not fall for ominous Derek Hale. Let's just hope he doesn't get compromised.

Read the whole thing here: NTASB

           “You do understand the risks of this operation, yes?” Agent Raphael McCall turns to look at his lanky intern. “This thing is dangerous, primal, and will not hesitate to kill again. We shouldn’t even be letting you do this.” He sits back down in his chair and takes a deep breath as he slides the case file across his large, oak desk. The boy picks it up and wastes no time in flipping through photos and autopsy reports as Agent McCall leans forward on his forearms to speak in a hushed tone. “You absolutely cannot tell anyone while you’re investigating. Not Lydia, not the Argents, and definitely not my son. Comprende? I know his nose is probably stuck into this mess already, but under no circumstance do you compromise yourself.”             Agent McCall reaches forward and snatches the file back and goes through the important details, skimming over the police reports and the crime scene photos right to the last couple pages in the folder. “Everything in this packet is what you need to learn. It’s your alias. Your reasons for coming home, what you’ve been up to here at the FBI headquarters, how your internship is going, everything. You say nothing that isn’t in this packet.”                     “What if the answers aren’t in this packet? Do I call you o-or like, shoot a text?” He makes finger guns and receives a glare from the agent in response. “You know what? I’m great at improvising, I’m sure I can just, uh, make something up based on this—” he wiggles the pages midair, “—incredibly thorough biography.”            He rises from his seat in front of the desk and Agent McCall follows suit. “The only people you consult with are your father and the rest of the Beacon County Sheriff’s Department. They’ve already been briefed and await your arrival.” He reaches into his suit pocket and tosses a pair of keys at the boy. “We pulled some strings and got Scott to send your car up. It’s parked out front.”            “Whoa, wait—”            The agent stops from his departure and takes another deep breath as he turns around at the kid behind him. “What is it?”            “Do I have a cool code name or anything?” He starts bobbing his head to music that isn’t playing. “I could be like, Batman or something.”            McCall opens the office door and shakes his head. “You’re going home. You don’t need one.” He motions for the kid to leave. “Your alias is just yourself, Stiles Stilinski.”            Stiles’s face falls into pursed lips. “Whatever. I’m going.” He jingles his keys as he walks out of the office and into an array of cubicles. “Hey one more th—” He turns and the door closes. And locks. Twice.            “Just go do your job, Stiles,” Agent McCall says through the door. “This creature isn’t going to catch itself.”

TWO WEEKS LATER

          Chocanthropy is what they agree on. It took a teeny bit of persuading, but once he had Scott convinced he’d be home for a couple months taking a break from his internship at the FBI, they rounded up their cash and bought an abandoned building repossessed by the county for a whopping $750 so that they could fulfill Stiles’s dream of opening a bakery together. He’d always had a passion for baking; it was an activity he usually did with his mother but after she’d gotten sick, he just stopped doing it and it was as if that part of him was fading away with her. Stiles wasn’t about to let that happen. Baking was one of the best things his mother had ever taught him, one of the only things rather. He’d made everything from cakes and cookies, to the most incredible chocolate soufflé anyone has ever eaten, so the least he could do was take something he loved and start something for his mom.           Scott hangs the neon sign on the building, the eerie, unconventional font spelling out Chocanthropy in bright purple. The silhouette of a howling wolf curves around behind the lettering and lights up a pale white, contrasting against the blue of the subtext reading Bake Shop. It gives Stiles chills to know that this is theirs. They paid for it.

          “We’re officially open for business.”           Scott gives Stiles a high five as they head back into the shop. The wallpaper is lavender with white crown molding along the border. The dark wood flooring expands the length of the small shop and booths of black vinyl stretch along the right wall. There’s a record player in the corner and a couple dozen strands of string lights running underneath the edge of the dark wooden countertop. Behind the counter is the menu, prominently displayed on a chalkboard hanging from a large piece of gray driftwood bolted to the ceiling. Pastry toppings rest in jars on the shelves along the back wall underneath the menu, a centerpiece for the artwork of wolves and werewolves that hang on the walls, all vintage movie posters from The Wolfman, Lycanthropus, and La Loba.             “The result of our hard work. It’s more perfect than I’d ever imagined.” Scott watches Stiles beam as his amber eyes scan the shop.           “Your mom would’ve loved this, you know. I’m sure she’s so proud of you.”           Stiles smiles, pulling Scott in for a hug. “Couldn’t have done it without you, bro. Thanks.”

          He spends the rest of his day in the kitchen, baking batches of cookies and cupcakes to sell the following day. He faintly hears Scott on the phone with the Beacon Hills Tribune trying to get an ad space for their shop. He lets the indie record on the player set into his bones while the pastry bag of rosy strawberry icing sets in his hand. Around the edge, fill the middle, curl the top. He’s got flour on his hands and smeared all over his face, the plaid apron around his waist decorated with streaks of food dye and icing. He’s got four dozen made and four dozen to go. It’s not like the daily flavors are going to bake themselves.           Stiles puts the strawberry icing down and flips through the recipe book on the metal counter behind him. Chocolate Guinness or Patty Cake? His mind wanders. He’s too consumed by the fact that the sink isn’t working properly and soaking himself to even hear the bell over the door ring.           “Hey, Scott!” He sounds desperate because, well, the water pressure was a bit high when he took the sprayer head off and now he’s flooded the kitchen. “This stupid sink is broken!” He’s managed to shut the water off. Stiles angrily grips the sprayer nozzle in one hand and heads out of the kitchen to look for Scott when he notices a man staring at the movie posters hanging on the walls. He overestimates the length of the hose and is yanked right back into the kitchen.           “Oh my God, please tell me you weren’t waiting long,” Stiles dashes out and panics, running his fingers through his dripping hair. “The sink broke and I have no experience in fixing those kinds of things and I have no idea where Scott went so I—”           “Do you have any red velvet cupcakes?” The man doesn’t turn around.           Stiles blinks. “Uh, yeah.” His hand comes up to scratch the back of his neck. Nervous habit. “I just made two dozen.”           The guy looks like he’s come straight out of a movie. The dark jeans he’s got on lay perfectly over the curve of his hips and wrinkle around his black boots. He turns, and Stiles notices how his jacket hangs over his broad shoulders. The smooth, oiled leather draws the attention right to the gorgeous light green eyes currently glaring at Stiles from the opposite side of the counter. “I’ll take a dozen.”           “Sure, okay. Give me a second to pack them up.” Stiles offers a small smile to the man who just continues to stew in a shroud of vexation. He disappears in the back room to find Scott jotting down information just before he hangs up the phone.           “Stiles! So, we got an ad in tomorrow's paper!”           “That’s great. Can you help me with…?” Stiles nods toward the door and guides Scott out in front of him. “He wants a dozen red velvet.”           "On it,” Scott says, stopping at the register to let Stiles scurry behind him into the kitchen to box up twelve perfectly decorated cupcakes. He seals the edge of the purple box with a sticker that reads, Never Trust a Skinny Baker and a logo printed underneath. He brings the box out and pushes it across the counter just as Scott closes the register.           “This, is for you,” Stiles chimes, sticking a business card on top of the box. The man glances between Scott and Stiles before he grumbles something incoherent. "Enjoy your cupcakes,” Stiles beams with artificial charm. “Tell all your friends about us.” Stiles gets an eyebrow lift in return before the man grabs the box and heads back out the door.           “Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.” Stiles mumbles something about being pleasant and lets Scott go back to the storage room to print out some flyers their friends agreed to hand out. "Something doesn’t set right with me," Scott says, turning briefly to look at his best friend before continuing to the back of the shop. “That guy gave me a weird vibe.”           Stiles shrugs and brushes it off. “Hey, is Allison coming?”           “Yeah,” Scott yells. “She’s supposed to bring Lydia and Isaac, too.” Stiles shuffles back into the kitchen to pick up the bag of strawberry icing again, trying to figure out why that pair of jade eyes looks so familiar.

[imagine-sterek]

(More dirty secrets) (Also bc THE PEOPLE DESERVE TO KNOW) ……… OKAY SO IMAGINE IF YOU WILL YOUTUBER STILES DOING DUMB SKITS LIKE THIS. But also Youtuber stiles being super open about his ADHD and his anxiety. Being an advocate in the community trying to shed light on the fact that not everyone is okay all the time. Derek is an instagram model who want to get into acting again and to be taken seriously as and entertainer. He was a child actor that was burned by the industry when his first agent took advantage of him when he was 15 (he tried to speak up but no one believed him). Which prompted him to leave acting and quit his job as a Kid TV sitcom darling. (This is where AJ’s genius comes in YET AGAIN) It turns out one of their viewers, lydia martin, owns a modelling and entretainment agency and has a way in. Lydia discovers Stiles and takes in Derek. Derek gets to do what he loves doing while also exposing and destroying Kate’s career. Then they met bc they were both booked on an acting gig and hit it off in the table read. ……… (Here’s some of the convo) @celestialvoid-fanfiction: dude, stiles and derek going for casting roles as lovers and stiles jokingly saying “I’m a method actor” and Derek just smiles and says “I’m fine with that” @loveyprophet: They’re caught by TMZ making out in a picnic area Fucc and stiles vlogging bts And they’re sickly cute in the vlogs bickering and flirting up the whazoo @celestialvoid-fanfiction: Stiles being the embarrislingly happy boyfriend who’s like “LOOK! MY BF MADE ME A PICNIC!” “LOOK DEREK MADE ME PANCAKES IN THE SHAPE OF BUNNIES!” @loveyprophet: Derek would be super happy about how proud and open stiles is about their relationship. bc Derek’s past bfs always wanted to stay in the closet @celestialvoid-fanfiction: omg stop making me want this!! @loveyprophet: And stiles always wanted a serious relationship like his parents and he thought he had it but he was catfished and humiliated when the person who was catfishing him released the DMs.

(Submitted by @loveyprophet)

[poetry-protest-pornography]

@sterekfeelsrecs said something on twitter about misreading “werewolf culture” as “werewolf couture” and I thought “what if it’s werewolf haute couture, and it’s like pseudo-plummage to attract a mate and show how good they are at providing”. I did this silly, crappy thing, and then this morning this wonderful art was waiting for me! https://twitter.com/Konshita_Mizu/status/966523804129415169

[theofficialstereklibrary]

A neckz 'n throats update? The last one was 2 years ago if I'm correct. xD

The same but always different by TheyDraggedMeInNowIAintLeaving (1/1 | 4,586 | NC17)

Derek had been around long enough to always be in control. That was before his sister's office started smelling like ground coffee and lemon.

Steel Blue: A Fractured Fairy Tale by FiccinDylan (15/15 | 29,251 | NC17)

The real reason Stiles and Derek stopped sleeping with each other was because Stiles was the first to break the feelings dam. For Derek, love and sex were placed in two separate compartments, but for Stiles, love was chocolate and sex was peanut butter, and Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups were always his favorite candy.

He knew he’d fall head over heels in love with the wolf and he did. And he didn’t know if he could handle Derek not feeling the same way. So instead he agreed with Derek to remove chocolate, and add in the jelly of sarcasm and ribbing banter and jerking off alone.

It sucked.

But Stiles respected Derek and valued his friendship over everything else., he'd do anything for the wolf.

Oh, and he also just found out that he might have a twin brother that's a porn star for Neckz&Throatz, but oddly... that's the sidebar in this tale.

Alpha, Beta, Omega, and one Human by VincentMeoblinn (16/16 | 47,840 | NC17)

Stiles needs money fast in order to survive from month to month as a single dad. When he gets an offer to work for a skin magazine turned porn studio, he initially refuses it only to realize he's got no options left. His handsome co-star has a nasty disposition, but hopefully the Stilinski charm can win him over.

[christinesficrecs]

Are there any Photographer!Derek and Model!Stiles fics and the reverse? I love your blog

Hey :)

Thank you!!! Yes! I love these ones. 

Shutterbug by  Yiichi | 53.4K

Derek Hale is the photographer for the family-run magazine ‘NECKZ ‘n THROATS’, a periodical aimed solely at the werewolf demographic. When the model for their monthly bails out, the staff are hard-pressed to find someone else to photograph at the last minute.

Stiles Stilinski is a college student, scraping by on odd jobs to pay for his education fees. When his long-time friend Lydia finds him a one-off gig at a photo-shoot, he figures it couldn’t hurt.

As contrary as their natures appear to be, Derek finds the most fascinating piece of art at the end of his lens.

thursdays, filled with hope by  bleep0bleep | 5.2K

In which Stiles is an art student who needs one more model for a particular series of nude portraits, and his laundromat crush offers to help him out.

Not A Porn Star by  KuriKuri | 3.2K

“So, how do I look?” Stiles asks, doing a slow turn.

Derek almost forgets to respond, he’s so distracted by the way the black lace clings to Stiles’ ass and stretches over his hips.

“Since when are you an underwear model?” Derek finally manages.

My Hips Don’t Lie (And I’m Starting To Feel You Boy) by MagnificentlyMagic | 5K

The one in where Derek is a photographer for Calvin Klein and has roped in his dancer boyfriend (and his dancer friends) to model for him.

Pictures Of You by  charlesdk | 7.3K

Prompt: “how about photographer!derek and model!stiles with derek taking sneaky pictures of stiles on set laughing/eating and sitting around reading in his glasses every time they shoot together? (maybe laura steals the pictures and publishes them -maybe with quotes derek said about stiles when he thought no one was listening- and that’s how stiles finds out about derek’s crush on him?)”

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

Hi do you have any sterek fics where Derek is working out and stiles is helping ;) like Derek doing push-ups and giving stiles kisses just pure sterek workout fluff

Derek working out for you! All Sterek. - Anastasia

Practice Makes Perfect by orphan_account

(1/1 I 1,134 I Not Rated)

Stiles lost a bet to Scott so now he has to go to a fitness class, a thing he very rarely does. Exercise is just not his thing.He (as predicted) ends up making a total ass of himself, but to his surprise the instructor Derek doesn’t seem to hate him for it.If the ridiculously hot guy thinks that it’s cute or sweat or whatever, when Stiles looks likes he’s dying, he’s not gonna complain about it. He’s not totally stupid after all.

Against the Floor by Pine

(1/1 I 1,565 I Teen)

“So, about your request,” Stiles said as he made his way to the door, “I found some interesting positions we could try out.”

Catch My Breath by 42hrb

(1/1 I 1,918 I Teen)

There have been forest fires around Beacon County for a week but that won’t stop Stiles from going to the gym so he can check out his favorite employee, Derek Hale.

5 Times Derek thought that Stiles was into BDSM and 1 Time that he Might have been Right by LittleRedEmissary

(1/1 I 2,516 I Teen)

5+1 thing obviously, and it’s pretty much all in the title. 

Breaking Bad Habits by Inell

(1/1 I 3,741 I Teen)

Stiles has a bad habit of falling for unattainable higher beings that would never so much as look at a mere mortal like him. The latest focus of his unrequited affection is his personal trainer, Derek Hale, who is a Greek God come to life.

Personal Trainer by Badwolf36

(1/1 I 3,849 I Mature)

Stiles decides he needs to get stronger. Derek helps him out by introducing Stiles to a unique training regimen.

Seriously, it’s like you’re photoshopped. by nevermetawolf

(1/1 I 8,090 I Teen)

“Oh my god,” Stiles squeaks out again. “You’re unbelievable.”

Hot Bar Guy bobs his head agreeably. “I’ve been told that before, though usually people are more out of breath and less clothed when they say it.”

Be Your Own Hero by FreezerM

(5/5 I 8,320 I Explicit I Rape)

Stiles is very familiar with being bullied. For a year now it has turned into serious beatings. One day it goes too far, leaving Stiles with some serious injuries that change his look on life.

Deciding to become a stronger and better person Stiles decides to sign himself up for self-defence classes at X-SPORT. Enter Derek, the supportive trainer/coach that helps Stiles to become stronger, helps him with his PTSD and together they become an amazing team.

Kiss these Guns by Curlee_Cue

(1/? I 10,166 I Mature)

Stiles hates dudes with muscle, and Derek’s about as built as the friggin Hulk.

So naturally, Derek becomes Stiles’ personal trainer.

(Or the one where Stiles tries to woo Lydia, and ends up falling for Derek instead.)

Baby and the Body by never_love_a_wild_thing

(11/? I 15,858 I Teen)

Stiles recreates models’ Instagram photos with his baby. At a fashion show one day, he runs into the model who’s pictures he uses most often (and most ironically). Somehow they work through the animosity and find a family.

A Wildness Warily Awakened by Etharei

(13/13 I 64,511 I Explicit)

Derek Hale and his Specialized Combat Agents Unit are assigned to B-CON Base, a research facility in the heart of the lone human settlement on planet Cali. Normally, such an isolated place would not warrant the presence of Specs - the Infection is raging across the known galaxy, after all, and zombies don’t kill themselves (unless there are no tastier alternatives at hand) - but Derek is on a private hunt for his sister. He soon discovers that the rest of his team have ties to the place as well.

It’s all just coincidence, of course. (No matter what Stiles bleats on about those.)

Also, zombies.

[wheredidhiseyebrowsgo]

So, I'm being incompetent today and can't for the life of me find this fic, so I'm hoping you'll help: Derek's a model (it might be a necks'n'throats story) and he's paired with a woman (Tori, perhaps) and he asks her not to touch his stomach. Later on he sniffs out that she's pregnant. Stiles gets a job as someone's assistant and at some point has to pose with Derek. It's Sterek and the pack didn't know about Derek's modeling. - thank you for your hard work :D

@unidentified-walking-object says it’s this one!

Parallax by uraneia

(1/1 I 10,549 I Explicit I Sterek)

Parallax: noun. The effect whereby the position or direction of an object appears to differ when viewed from different positions, e.g., through the viewfinder and the lens of a camera.

With the pack (and Stiles) starting college, Derek is bored. He needs a hobby–or a job. Which is how he comes to model for Alpha Studios.

He just never thought Stiles would end up working there too.