i saw your face in a crowded place
                       and I don’t know what to do
                                                     'cause I’ll never be  w i t h   y o u

Reading Sterek #12

Everything I read this week: August 9 - August 26


  • Tinder AU by @sterekseason​ 360 G
    • Human AU where English teacher Derek’s overbearing sisters make him a Tinder profile and he matches with Deputy Stiles Stilinski.
  • At Home AO3 by hazelNuts / @fandom-madnessess 423 G
    • Derek comes back to Beacon Hills and the pack welcomes him home.
  • That’s not my hand by @thesushiowl 468 G
    • “So, kanima packs are a thing,” Stiles muttered into Derek’s thick neck where his face was unwillingly buried. “That’s kind of awesome.”
  • Hey by @eeyore9990 476 G
    • Derek waited, his eyes squeezed closed, breath trapped in his lungs. He felt the brush of long, cool fingers along the side of his neck and then… nothing.
  • It happened on a Thursday by @cloudyskiesandcurlyfries 565 G
    • It happened on a Thursday. Derek was walking down the cereal aisle of the grocery store when he absentmindedly grabbed a box of Cheerios and a box of Lucky Charms. 
  • Cooking Class by @omgsterekplease 597 G
    • I need someone like Kira heading the class and she convinced Stiles to come because she’s a little nervous speaking in front of a group and Scott volunteered his only friend with a kid to be there as moral support and Stiles’ kid adores her anyway.
  • Frayed and Free AO3 by nogitsune_lichen / @nogitsunelichen 700 G❤
  • Raised by Wolves by @sophielostandfound 705 G
    • And the one that nearly no one who knows him believes, because he is a teenage boy, because he is a teenage Stiles; the he totally thinks babies are the most adorable, and he that wants to squish all their little faces til they let out that little baby giggle.
  • ❤Soulmates AU by @demisexualhale​ 785 G❤
    • The first time it happens, he’s standing in the bathroom, toweling himself off. He turned sixteen a few days ago and his stomach still spikes with anxiety every time he thinks about it; maybe it’ll happen today.
  • Summer ‘11 Headcanon by @stilinskihaleworld 813 G
    • I like to imagine that after Lydia and Jackson get back together, Stiles looks for anything possible to distract himself from the disappointment.
  • The One With The Grocery List by @lacrimadraconis 838 G
    • “Scott. Scott! SCOTT!” Stiles was knocking on his best friend’s door frantically, voice getting louder and more agitated as the seconds ran by until a very confused and sleepy looking Scott finally opened.
  • Good Literature by @redhoodedwolf 847 G
    • Berkeley isn’t that far from Beacon Hills, but it feels so much farther when his Jeep is no longer fit to drive long distances and he has to find a different way to get to and from school. 
  • Party Dog by @redhoodedwolf 881 G
    • There’s a dude just sitting on the floor, petting the giant dog that had just walked in. The majority of the crowd of party-goers had made a wide path for the dog to pass through, as that thing was monstrously sized, though skinny with short fur, and admittedly a tad scary looking. 
  • Perfect in Any Version AO3 by mountain_ash / @stilinskihaleworld 894 G
    • Derek could hear as the Jeep’s harsh rattle died away and Stiles hopped out onto the gravel drive. He gnawed on his lip as he debated whether he would actually go through with his plan.
  • Shrek AU by @ladydrace​ 1,008 G
    • Stiles, who is temporarily a donkey (it wasn’t his fault, honest, fairy aunts are so sensitive, seriously), decides not to let that stand in his way in his quest to save the lovely Lydia from the clutches of the nasty dragon! 
  • This Has to Stop by @crossroadswrite 1,022 G
    • “This has to stop,” Stiles says, looking down at his blood soaked feet in disgust and then back up at Derek who is stubbornly trying to drag a deer into his house, even though it’s clear that the thing can’t fit through Stiles’ back door.
  • Kittens and Cuddles by @cloudyskiesandcurlyfries 1,088 G
    • Derek was heading up to his front door when he heard meowing. He was almost certain it was coming from inside his house, which was odd because he and Stiles didn’t own a cat.
  • Stupidly Beautiful by @demisexualhale 1,383 G
    • Derek is kind of stupidly beautiful.Stiles has noticed it before, of course he has. It’s kind of impossible not to.
  • ❤Catch Me AO3 by Inell / @inell 1,600 G❤
    • Derek trusts Stiles to catch him.
  • Gotta Shake or Break by @ladydrace 1,852 Explicit
    • Stiles is shaking. Not just a little bit of shivering, no, a full-body shake that ebbs and flows with every breath, but he assures Derek repeatedly that it’s okay, he wants this. Derek’s senses can’t catch a lie, and Stiles certainly gives every indication of wanting to proceed.
  • Thankful AO3 by nogitsune_lichen / @nogitsunelichen 2,140 G❤
    • Derek didn’t protest when she stormed out of the station. Hell he deserved for her to leave too…he didn’t deserve to have her. What he’s done is unforgivable. He’s the reason Peter is comatose in the hospital. He’s the reason his ten other family members are six feet under in one empty casket because there wasn’t enough remains to bury them properly.
  • Take Me HIGHer AO3 by 42hrb / @sterekseason​ 2,156 Explicit
    • Stiles gives Derek a birthday present and they both end up getting more than expected.
  • ❤Adorable by @demisexualhale 2,174 G❤
    • There’s a guy in Stiles’ class that’s driving him insane.Stiles only has one class with him and there’s no way that Stiles should be as infatuated with him as he is, but god, he is. 
  • Remain Nameless by @omgsterekplease 2,366 G❤
    • “You’ve got to be kidding me.” It’s hot as Satan’s balls, barely eleven o’clock, and Derek is fucking done. “Officer Calves, paging Officer Calves, come-in, please,” she says, annoying and nasal and hidden behind her hand. 
  • They’ll Be Calling You a Radical AO3 by dragon_temeraire / @dragon-temeraire 2,416 T
    • Derek is just trying to save the wolves. Wolves are great, okay?
  • ❤Smooth Like Your Face by @cobrilee 2,525 T❤
    • Derek doesn’t even have to look up to know it’s Stiles who’s leaning against his counter, one hip pressed into the formica while he lifts one of the packages of chocolate-covered coffee beans, ostensibly to study it, but really just to focus his attention on something else while he announces, “Your hand looks heavy. You should let me hold it.”
  • Alpha Merman by @loserchildhotpants 2,622 G
    • Stiles comes to coughing up some water and turning over on a rigid, porous rock. He looks out at the shore blearily and sees the Jeep, but no sign of Scott.
  • Wishful Thinking AO3 by Inell / @inell 2,690 T
    • Stiles needs to learn how to think before he speaks so he doesn’t risk ruining a wonderful friendship with Derek due to his stupid feelings.
  • Accidental Boyfriend by @stileshale 2,875 G
    • Stiles lets himself into Derek’s apartment, calling out a hello as he dumps Derek’s mail on the side. It’s not an unusual habit, Stiles spotting Derek’s scant bills and correspondence in his mailbox and grabbing it for him on the way up. 
  • ❤Need You Close by @halekingsourwolf 2,917 G❤
    • “You can’t possibly be blaming me for this.” Derek aims a dry look Stiles’ way. It’s an effort with Stiles plastered grudgingly to his chest like this, their arms wrapped around each other while Stiles’ body slowly stops quaking.
  • Like Real People Do by @omghoechlinplease 3,043 G❤
    • The road trip to New York was Stiles’s idea. Derek was only in Beacon Hills to visit the pack for a week or so in June for their graduation but ended up extending the trip at everyone’s insistence.
  • ❤Fireman!Derek AU by @pantstomatch 3,783 G❤
    • Stiles is not stuck. To random passers-by it could appear that he is stuck, but he’s completely capable of getting down off this motherfucking tree all by himself.
  • ❤Happy Accident AO3 by haleofStilesheart / @hale-of-stiles-heart 4,118 Explicit❤
    • He was about to send another message when he realized that autocorrect had royally fucked him over by changing your pick to your dick. 
  • ❤Shower Boyfriends AO3 by paintedrecs (bon) / @paintedrecs 4,761 T❤
    • Derek likes sticking to his routines: they give his days structure and keep his goals on track. His carefully maintained habits have never been more important than at college, and by his second year, he’s gotten everything exactly the way he wants it. 
  • ❤You’re Going to be Fine by @stilesbansheequeen NA G❤
    • For a frightening moment, Stiles has no idea what happened. All he knows is that the last hellhound  the pack is fighting just tackled him, that his bat flew out of his hands, and that his shoulder just made a terrifying sound as he hit the ground. 

AO3 Fics

Technical Difficulties ~Smut~ [stilinski-jpeg]

A Scruffy Hoes Production  ©

Author: yours truly

Rating: NSFW 18+ Explicit Smut

Words: 2639

A/N: In honor of bae’s birthday the Srcuffy Hoes have brought you another group fic featuring Stuart. Hope you guys love it !

@dumbass-stilinski @mystic-biscuit @completedylantrash @thelittlestkitsune @smutandahalf

Originally posted by glamistic

“SURPRISE!” I shouted along with the thirty other people in the cramped living room.

Stuart barely looked up from his phone and gave a small smile.

“Thanks.” He said before turning to head towards the kitchen.

This was a better reaction that expected from the beanie clad boy. I was surprised he said anything at all.

Stuart had just returned from a three week application process for an internship at Google. He graduated early from MIT with honour, so it was obvious why he was considered. But when word got out that he’d actually gotten the job, everyone that knew him went ballistic.

It was his mother’s idea to throw him this congratulations party. Which, when I got the invite, made me actually laugh out loud. There’s nothing Stuart hated more than parties and overly social events. Especially ones where he was the feature.

What’s my relation to Stu, you might be wondering? Stuart and I are a little bit better than friends. We hang out, play video games, Google random shit when we’re bored, and oh yeah fuck regularly.

But when he went off to Cali, it was harder and harder to keep up with him. He was detached, distant, and finally he stopped talking to me all together. But that seemed to be the running theme with everyone I talked too.

I was all but forgotten, but he was back. And tonight, I was going to fuck him so good he’d never leave again.

I lost him in the crowd of people, and to be honest Stu was good at not being found if he didn’t want to be. But, I knew there was only way to really talk to Stuart anyways.

Me[8:47pm]: Congrats Stu (;

Stuart[8:47pm]: Thanks. Where r u?

Me[8:49pm]: Around (; how was Google?

Stuart[8:55pm]: decent. I got free coffee.

Stuart[8:56pm]: Well pretty cool, I guess.

Me[8:58pm]: Really? How so?

Was he about to tell me his sexapades with all the other geeky horny potential interns? I need to sit down. I walked over to a lazy boy recliner that’d just become vacant and sat down. It took him awhile to respond, those stupid little grey dots tormenting me with each passing second.

Stuart[9:04pm]: It’s hard to explain, but my group was pretty cool. They’re all a bunch of weirdo but we all kind of mesh in the best way, ya know?

I breathed a sigh of relief, and just as I was about to respond the grey dots popped up again.

Stuart[9:05pm]: Oh and I went to a strop club.

I almost dropped my phone as I read and reread the words. A flood of emotions hit me all at once. Jealousy, surprise, skepticism, hurt, and a little impressed.

Me[9:08pm]: Liar.

Stuart[9:09pm]: I stg, I got drunk and everything.

Me[9:10pm]: Fuck buddies with a stripper. Nice.

I tried not to be jealous, especially about stripper, but the thought of some other girls tits in his face made my blood run hot.

Stuart[9:12pm]: Ferocious Gigi is on the attack. Lol

I looked at my phone for several moments before I decided not to reply. I didn’t want to reply. I was jealous, and mad that he knew he was making me jealous. He liked getting me all riled up. I stood up from seat, than wrestled through the throng of people and made my way upstairs. I was thankful when the bathroom was unoccupied, and made sure to lock the door behind me.

I looked at myself in the mirror. I tousled my hair, adjusted my dress, and ignores Stuart. I had to admit he did seem different. I couldn’t put my finger on it though.

I’d placed my phone on the counter and it buzzed in place, lighting my phone up with a text.

Stuart[9:31pm]: G, don’t be mad. It was a joke.

I ignored him.

Stuart[9:32pm]: Her boobs weren’t even that big.

That was the it. The straw the broke me. If he wanted to play ball, I was game.

Me[9:35pm]: Did she suck you cock good?

Stuart[9:37pm]: What? No.

Me[9:38pm]: Oh? So she didn’t let you fuck the back of her throat?

Stuart[9:38pm]: Grace, don’t start. My mom is right here.

‘Don’t start? I’ve already started.’ I thought manically to myself.

I pulled my dress straps down and off my shoulder, then yanked the low cut neckline past my bra. Revealing a black lace push up that perfectly lifted my breast. The swell of them alone was probably enough to send him into a fit, so a little nip should only sweeten the pot. I let the left strap hang off my shoulder and positioned the cup of my bra to just show the edge of my nipple. I pulled up the front facing camera on my phone and snapped a picture of just my lips and my boobs, that looked borderline pornographic. I smiled, pulling strap of my bra back on my shoulder as I sent the picture to Stu.

Me[9:42pm]: 1 Attachment Sent.

Stuart[9:43pm]: Wtf Grace!

I laughed as I imagined him talking to his mom and trying to hide his growing erection beneath the countertop of the island.

I quickly shimmied out of my dress till I was left in nothing but my bra and panties. I tousled my hair messily again before switching the camera to the back camera to capture a full length picture of myself in the bathroom mirror.

Me[9:45pm]: 1 Attachment Sent

Stuart[9:46p]: Are you fucking kidding me?

I didn’t text back. I wanted him to stew(no pun intended) in the misery I caused him.

Stuart[9:54pm]: Grace…

Stuart[9:56pm]: Grace!

Stuart[9:57pm]: GRACE DAMNIT!

Me[9:57pm]: Did you know that Dolphins and humans are the only two mammals that have sex for pleasure?

I went for deflection, he’d probably since left wherever he was, in search of me. It wouldn’t take him long to figure out I was in the bathroom so I felt a little toying was applicable.

Me[9:59pm]: Who knew that Dolphins were horny little shits. Lol

Stuart[10:01pm]: bhshjjdjdhsj

What the hell? I wasn’t sure if that was on purpose or not. As I began tapping out my reply there was a knock on the door.

“Occupied.” I hollered not taking my eyes off the phone.

‘Maybe I should send another picture.’ I thought idly. Another knock pulling away from my thought.

“Someone’s in here!” I hollered again, agitation lacing my words.

I’d barely gotten the last word out when there was another rap at the door, this one harder.

“Are you kidding me?” I spat, wrenching the door open.

In front of my stood Stuart, his eyes met mine before trailing down my body. Making me realise I was in barely anything. I too gave myself a once over, wondering how I just opened the door like this without checking who it was first.

When our eyes met again, his were darker than their usual amber warmth. His irises seemed to almost completely engulf his eyes. I stepped back, a little off kilter at the way he was looking at my body. He stepped into the room after me, closing the door behind him never taking his eyes off me. I heard the faint click of the door locking, and bit my cheek to stop my smile.

He hadn’t done anything while he was away, maybe he had gone to a strip club or made out with some rando. But no one else had gotten his dick wet, and now he was hungry. Like a wild animal caged for months, he was starving for me. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t relishing in it.

He stalked towards me, stripping himself of his jacket that fell to the floor. I hit the opposite wall to the door when I’d realized that I’d been backing up away from him. Now, I was trapped.

He stopped directly in front of me. Our faces so close that his nose was barely touching mine. He looked so sexy with his glasses resting on the bridge of his nose and his beanie covering the locks underneath that I wanted so desperately to pull at. A smile pulled at the corner of his lips as I felt his hand on my hip then slowly drag down to roughly grab a handful of my ass. I threw my head back letting a gasp escape my lips. He took advantage of my vulnerability, sinking his teeth into my neck and sucking. I could help the strangled moan I uttered.

I didn’t want to let him take me so easily, I wanted to draw it out, make him beg for it. But when both of his hands went under the waistband of panties to knead my ass, I knew I was done for. His hands, God his hands were everything and I’d missed them so much.

I ripped his beanie off his head, throwing it somewhere, and tangled my fingers in his hair that was longer then I remember. His mouth was still buried on the nap of my neck skilfully nipping and licking and, oh my god, sucking. I could feel the dark purple bruises already forming.

“Fuck, I missed you.” He said into my skin.

And the heat of his breath sends a wave of arousal through my body. I bit my lip in attempt to stifle the moans, I was fighting to keep in. He finally pushed my panties down off my ass, and I do my best to shimmy out of them. They eventually fall to the ground, pooled around my ankles.

I heard something clang to the floor, and it caught both of our attentions. We looked down to see my phone face down on the ground. I cringed inside hoping it wasn’t broken, I’d totally forgotten I was holding it.

“Shit.” I cursed, resting my head against the wall.

“Sorry, do you want to stop?” He said bending down, dangerously close to my pussy, to pick up my phone.

He flipped it over and we both breathed out a sigh of relief when it seemed to be fully functioning and crack free. He peered up at me through his frames and his close proximity made me knees threaten to give out.

I didn’t trust myself to speak, so I shook my head in response. I bit my lip as he smiled, a crooked smile, and scooted closer to me on his knees.

He pulled his shirt off his body, piling it with the rest of the clothes, and messing his already messy hair. He slipped his hands in between my closed thighs and pulled them apart, leaving me beautifully open to him. I was panting at this point, barely able to hid the eagerness swimming through me.

He scooted closer to me until his mouth was inches from my slick folds. Again, I could feel his breath against me almost teasingly.

“Please Stu. I need it. I need you.” His smirk was smug as if saying I know you need me, baby. It sent a shiver down my spine.

Before I could process what was happening, he plunged into my folds his tongue swirling and turning as it went. I could control the sounds I was making, even if I wanted to. Every time I’d purse my lips to hold in the inhuman sounds leaving them, they were forced out by a expect maneuver of his tongue.

If that wasn’t enough, the addition of his fingers(two of them to be exact) into my wetten heat promised to plummet me into insanity. I did miss those hands more than I realized as they worked me over.

It was when Stuart hooked his fingers into me, hitting my favourite spot so perfectly that I finally let go. I came, hard and the moans that came out of my mouth were muffled(not very well) by my hand.

When I’d completely rode out my high, looked down at him. His hair was disheveled, his glasses slightly crooked, and his fingers in his mouth. The same fingers that only seconds ago were inside of me, now being sucked up by this miracle worker in front of me.

I couldn’t help myself, I bent down and finally connected our lips. I didn’t wait for him to grant me access as slipped my tongue into his mouth, asserting my dominance. Which didn’t last long, as he stood, her dominated both with his tongue and his hands. The felt every part of me they could reach.

They reach my breast and pulled the cups down so fast and hard I could hear the material of my bra tearing. He tore from our kiss instantly connecting with one of my already hardened pecks, while his hand pinched and pulled at the other.

“Fuck.” I breathed of pushing his head closer into me. “Please fuck me already.”

“Yes ma’am.” He mumbled, before realising my breast with a pop.

He straighten up, and sweetly grabbed both of my hands in his. He kissed both of them, one and then the other, before spinning me around so I was facing the wall. He placed my hands, that he was still holding, flat against the wall.

“Keep these here for me?” He whispered into my ear, and I let out a loan in response.

His lips ghosted over my shoulders, as his hands fell down my body. They landed on his favourite place, my ass. He rubbed over it a few times, his lips now leaving warm open mouth kisses on my neck. I leaned my head to the side giving him better access. His hands left me, and I heard him meddling around with his belt before I finally heard the sound of his zipper leaving its bindings. My stomach was in knots of excitement and I stuck my ass out a little more for him.

I’m pretty sure I heard him growl which only allowed my core to moisten further. He ran his cock between my legs, grazing my clit tortuously. I dug my nails into the wall as the anticipation became too much.

“Stu-” I let out a crackly gasp as he plunged deep inside me.

He felt so good inside me and he wasn’t even moving yet. He stretched and filled me divinely and I could’ve came from the sensation alone.

He grabbed my hips tightly, so tight that it promised bruises.

“Hold on.” He growled, and then he began thrusting inside me.

Yes, thrusting. Roughly and deeply, his skin slapping against mine the sound echoing in the acoustic bathroom. I moved my hand from the wall to muffled my moaning, but he smacked my ass.

“Did I ask you to keep these here?” He growled, placing my hand back on the wall and pinning it there, never faltering on his thrusts.

I didn’t realize I was going to come until I was already doing it. It overtook me, and Stuart had to cover my mouth this time because I was screaming. He didn’t seemed to mind though as he only pumped faster into me. Just as I finished coming down from orgsam, I felt him explode inside of me.

He grunted as her thrusted into me a few more times before dropping his head so his forehead rested on my shoulder.

Our breathing was the only thing that filled now, and when it finally dissipated Stuart spoke.

“How’d you know about the Dolphins?” He asked, listing his head finally.

I turned my head, trying to see him out of the corner of my eye. “What?”

“The things about the Dolphins, how’d you know?”

My answer was so ironic it was comical. “I googled it.”

“Did you really good that?” He laughed wrapping his arms around me, and resting his cheek on my back.

“It got you in here didn’t it?”

thealternativesource  asked:

Hiya. I've been having a couple bad mental health days and I was wondering if you had some happy fics to brighten my day? Or fics where Sterek take care of each other? Just need a smile/hug right about now. Thank you!

Sorry to hear it, bb!  Hope you’re doing better now, and if not, hope these fics brighten your day.  <3  -Emmy

Originally posted by alienlikealifestyle

Temptation by stilinski_wolf 

(1,676 I Mature I Complete)  *married!sterek

Derek gets called into work a few days before his and Stiles’ official honeymoon is over.

If only his husband wasn’t so tempting, then Derek would be able to get to work on time.

But Derek has always had a hard time resisting Stiles.

Raising a White Flag by hazelandglasz 

(1,746 I Mature I Complete)  *married!sterek, parents!sterek

Derek would love to look away from the mirror, and join his family, really, he would.
But he can’t.
Trust Stiles to make him focus on something else ;)

Unexpected Visitor by Cobrilee 

(2,367 I Teen I Complete)

Stiles is sick, and alone on Christmas Eve. Derek shows up to check in on him, and stays. 

Derek and Dessert by Inell 

(2,503 I Teen I Complete)

After an exhausting day, Stiles indulges in a bubble bath with two of his favorite things: Derek and dessert.

Let Me Take Care of You by LillianDeLooney 

(3,434 I Mature I Complete)   *mpreg

Stiles is six months pregnant with Derek’s babies when his mate gets home as a teenager, somehow having gotten de-aged again. Their mate bond is still strong, however, and all Derek wants to do is take care of Stiles…

Tumblr Fic:  Bakery Owner!Derek by yodas-yo-yo

Derek owns a bakery and Stiles comes in wanting something for a broken heart (very over-dramatic about it) but he gets so distracted by the cake (muscles) that he totally forgets alllll about it.

Baby, It’s Valentine’s Day by Siriusstuff 

(4,173 I Mature I Complete)  *married!sterek, parents!sterek

A Valentine’s Day in the life of Stiles, Derek and Teo.

Physical Therapy by dragon_temeraire 

(4,692 I Teen I Complete)

Stiles gets hurt, and discovers that Derek has some special skills.

When the Strings Attached by oblivions172 

(7,309 I Explicit I Complete)

Derek and Stiles were fuckbuddies until they weren’t.

Kiss It Better by Stilienski 

(7,716 I Teen I Complete)

Stiles doesn’t know how to deal with the aftermath of the Nogitsune. Derek tries to help.
By letting Stiles punch his cushion.

Sometimes Love Is Just Crayons by augopher 

(10,404 I Teen I Complete)

With their wedding only days away, Stiles helps Derek get a lot off his chest. The wedding turns out perfect, and Stiles gets a heartfelt gift from Derek.

Gracious in Defeat by yodasyoyo 

(18,136 I Mature I Complete)

Stiles needs to get away from Beacon Hills after the end of his senior year. Derek offers to let him stay with him in São Paulo, and they finally act on the tension that has always simmered between them.

The thing is, when it’s time to go home- Stiles doesn’t want to leave.

DILF by twentysomething 

(30,971 I Explicit I Complete)

“Today is Scott’s first day of kindergarten and Derek is terrified.”

Star-Crossed by cloudsarefluffy 

(32,949 I Mature I Complete)

My friend sent this to me on Tumblr: “I officially challenge sunshinexlollipops to write me a fluffy Sterek fic. No angst except for one small paragraph and it can not be major. High school AU. Stiles is a nerd, Derek is a jock. Tutor!Stiles. They fall in love.

Challenge accepted, Krista… Sort of?

Derek clears his throat quietly, resuming his plan on retrieving the boy’s mythology book, “Y-You dropped this…”

“I know, but- thanks.”

The boy snatches the book out of Derek’s hand with his mortification filling the air in a sharp, heady scent that has Derek’s wolf mentally salivating, “You’re welcome… Uh, do you know where the tutor session thing is supposed to be?”

“T-That’s me,” with another addition of pink to his cheeks, the boy rushes to correct himself a little, “I mean, I’m the tutor here and this is supposed to be- oh god, I’m really butchering this, aren’t I?”


Requested by anon

Everyone always asked how you could get away with dating your Brother’s best friend as if Scott would be angry about it. But he never was because Scott knew that Stiles was a good guy, did he fuck up sometimes? Sure, he was a decent guy and he was practically his brother. It seemed to make perfect sense letting his sister date his friend because he could trust that Stiles like you and that Stiles would be a good boyfriend to you. So you never had any trouble with it because rather simply Scott trusted Stiles and he trusted you and he trusted that the both of you would be good together.