char: stiles stilinski

It’s A Match! [Swipe Right; part two]

a/n: I love you all so very much so I apologise in advance. I’m sorry about the formatting, I had a bit of an issue and I will fix it! Please don’t hate me too much Big thanks as always to the saints that helped me, I won’t name names, just know that I love you with my whole butt. (cause it’s bigger than my heart.) ;) Lau xoxo 

Pairing: StilesxReader // NogitsunexReader

Author: thelittlestkitsune

Warnings: Smut. 18+ Explicit Content. (Sensitive material ahead.)

Word count: .10,559

Listen to me.

Swipe Right.  

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10 Years (The End)

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

A/N: I did plan on this being a longer series, but somehow, we managed to reach the end already - this is my first series that I’ve ever written and I hope it gives you a little taste of what to expect from me in the future! Thank you to all that have stood by this fic from the start to the end and the wonderful comments people have left me!

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So, here it goes….

Originally posted by allpeopleareincredible

The first time you woke up in Stiles’ arms, you decided right then and there that he was your safe place. How they tightened around you every few minutes, and the flutter of butterflies erupted in your stomach. He was special, and deserved the world. It was something you thought and believed you couldn’t give him.

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Here is a bit more, ke ke. (WIP)

(I even tried to write a bit more, especially for this drawing/scene, uff)

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anonymous asked:

I LOVE your blog!!! I've been reading lots of you rec fics, and Derek is sentimental, shy, blushing and whatnot... Can I have one that Derek is confident? And that Stiles REALLY likes that side of him? Thank you my loves

Ooooo yes! This is one of my favorites. - Anastasia

Originally posted by stilessderek

Day at the Lake by cjr

(1/1 I 471 I General)

Stiles couldn’t turn away. Derek was trying to kill him. Water dripped down from his wet hair onto his unclothed chest. Stiles couldn’t help but stare. Derek caught Stiles’ eyes and raised his brows, looking cocky. He slowly turned around, giving Stiles a great view of his ass.

Light A Roman Candle With Me by Phantomlimb

(1/1 I 651 I Not Rated)

Stiles was just attending to his duties like a good barista when some asshole decided to order an espresso like he owned the place.

Shut Me Down by lazykisses

(1/1 I 2,051 I Teen)

Even when Derek’s an asshole, which is 75% of the time (90% on a rainy day), with his deadpan humor and cocky eyebrows and his annoyingly vague text messages (like that one time Stiles asked him if he’d studied for Chemistry and Derek replied with “hn”. What the hell does ‘hn’ even mean?), Stiles doesn’t mind. And that kinda scares him.

She Devils, Singles, and Lumberjacks by noviceliterati

(1/1 I 3,711 I Mature)

When Lydia asks him to accompany her to a singles night in exchange for her help, Stiles reluctantly agrees, but little does he know he’s bitten off way more than he can chew…

I love you, I love you not by Laluna92

(7/? I 19,789 I Mature)

That was around the time Derek started treating Stiles like the scum at the bottom of his shoe and he replaced Jackson with the “best friend forever” title.
I guess it’s one of those rare days where Derek acknowledges his existence. Great.
“You think you can manage staying out of my way, princess?”
Stiles takes in Derek’s cocky stance and he shoots him a glare, “Think you can manage to go fuck yourself?”

Unknown Kindness in a Cruel World by Dexterous_Sinistrous

(1/1 I 35,357 I Explicit)

The prince carefully observed Stiles. “Do you know who I am?”

Stiles knew he should have. “No,” he answered, knowing the pimp would be unhappy with that answer.

“Are you afraid of me?” The prince asked, his eyes never leaving Stiles.

Stiles’ heart was pounding in his ears, adrenaline pumping through his veins. He knew the pimp would want him to answer with a quip or flirtation. But Stiles didn’t want to lie—not to the prince. And he couldn’t tell why. “No,” he truthfully answered.

Mr Hale by SephrinaRose

(26/26 I 52,337 I Teen)

It was only last week that Stiles had been a completely happy college student, laying about and playing Xbox. But, now, only a few short hours later, he was known worldwide as Mr Hale’s bitch.

Oh shit indeed.

Or in which…

Stiles is a Columbia college student with photographic memory, who hates people that use and abuse others with their power. One day when he is forced to be in the same room as the King Of DickBags: Mr Hale, of Hale Magazine, he gives him a piece of his mind…only to find that it was a mistake he will regret for the rest of his life.

Or is it?

We Move to the Same Rhythm by samann98

(16/16 I 54,263 I Explicit)

Derek is the cocky captain of the basketball team with a not-so-secret love of dance and Stiles is the leader of the school’s struggling dance team. With Stiles’ dance team, Spin Cycle, on the verge of being disbanded, Lydia suggests they bring in some new members. Stiles agrees, until she suggests Derek Hale.

Afraid // Stiles Stilinski Imagine

Pairing: Stiles Stilinski x reader

Request: “ Hey! I am not sure if you are still taking requests? If you’re not that is totally okay! But if so I wish to make a request! :) May I have a Teen Wolf Imagine with Stiles in which you are Allison’s sister and its right after the nogitsune. Where you’re dating Stiles and are now afraid of him because he killed your sister? And you won’t talk to anyone. Thank you so so much. “ - @imonlymesodeal

Warning: you may cry…

Word count: 980

Age: If you can read then go ahead :)

A/N: I really am writing today.. Thank you so much for requesting darling, I’m happy to write that imagine for you. I really hope that you’ll like it :) Void Stiles is the death of me. Idk, but I have a thing for psychopath’s. Also, it’s 1:20AM as I’m writing it so bare with me if it’s a little crazy. I hope that y’all beautiful people reading this will love it! A reminder also, english is not the launguage I speak daily so there are some mistakes, thank you for understanding! Happy reading xo

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

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Requested by anon. 

Imagine. Being in the background of the pack, but when you’re injured Derek, your old high school pal, is surprised to see you are alive. 

“Derek?” You asked trying to ignore the fact that you left side had a burning sensation due to a gigantic wound. Nothing a couple of days would fix, but it still hurt. “Y/n?” Derek seemed as surprised as you. You both looked at each other until someone interrupted the two of you. 

“Derek how do you know my cousin?” Scott looked from you to Derek. “It’s a long story.” you told him.

anonymous asked:

I'm from Poland :) Claudia is very common name in Poland but writen with a "K" like Klaudia. I know a lot of Klaudia's with the same age as my. Mieczysław however is name which was use a lot in the past, like people who have 40+ years old now. Baby Mieczysław is usually call Miecio and teen is call Mietek. I think Mieczysław is a really good polish name for Stiles :D

Oh, is it? That’s really interesting. Honestly I just looked up the name now, and I’ve always thought of it as a French name but apparently it’s not. I mean, it is but it’s also from a lot of other places and originally from Latin… which I guess makes sense (the female version of Claudius).

Those nicknames for Mieczyslaw are so cute!! It almost makes me sad that John and Claudia called him Mischief instead, because Miecio is just so adorable <3 I guess it makes sense that Mieczyslaw is an older name, since Stiles was named after his grandfather. Thanks for the message! :)

anonymous asked:

#91 #69 with Stiles:) thanks

Stiles Stilinski - “Tell me you need me”

Stiles stared at the letter in his hands. He had applied for the FBI college months ago and he had almost started to think that maybe he had not gotten in. But now he was holding the proof. He had gotten in. He would become an FBI agent. He would go and save the world. And he would have to move to the other side of the country.

“Stiles?” You looked up from your book and you curled your lips up into a smile. “Is everything alright?” You cocked your head a little and Stiles nodded.

“Yes, yes, I’m perfect, I’m great, it’s just…” He licked his lips and he placed the letter on his desk. “We need to talk.” He swallowed and you narrowed your eyes. “No, no, it’s nothing bad, on the contrary, it’s great news and I’m feeling great, but…” He paused for a moment. “Do you think we could make a long distance relationship work?”

“You got in?” You raised your voice and you jumped up from your seat to wrap your arms around his neck. Your lips kissed his and for a moment Stiles didn’t know what to do you with your overwhelming enthusiasm. “Congratulations!”

“Thanks…” Stiles hesitated a little and reluctantly he wrapped his arms around your waist. “But you do know that this means I have to move, right?” He whispered, his voice a little raw. This was what he had always wanted. This was what he had always dreamed of, but somehow he was afraid of what it would mean for you, for what he had with you, for the relationship he was so incredibly happy with.

“Yes, I do.” You nodded while you stepped back. “But I have known from the beginning that you would get in.” You shrugged your shoulders. “We’ll find a way to make it work, really. We can skype or we can text or we can send each other all kinds of messages using whatsapp. We’ll find a way.”

Stiles relaxed a little and he curled his lips up into a small smile. “So, you’re not happy because you’re finally free? Because this way you can easily get rid of me?” He winked and he reached for your hands holding them firmly in his.

“No! Why would you think something like that?”

“Well, Scott thinks Beacon Hills can live without us. I was afraid that maybe you could too.” He swallowed. He had actually been joking, but maybe the joke had been a little more serious than he had initially thought. “I just need you to tell me you need me. I just want to be needed. By someone, anyone.”

“Stiles…” You shook your head and your fingers rubbed his knuckles. “Of course I need you. I love you. I don’t want to lose you, but I don’t want you to give up your dream! You go to that college, I’ll stay here and we’ll make it work, I’m sure about that.”

Stiles wrapped his arms around you and pressed you as tightly to his chest as possible. “And that, that’s why I love you, why I want to marry you some day, why I won’t stop loving you for the rest of my freaking life.” He almost tripped over his own words and his lips kissed your cheek. “You’re the most amazing person in this whole wide world.”