And this world is a time bomb ticking, and I think I can stop it if you help me
Happy Christmas, sinyhale! May all of your Christmas wishes come true, and your new year be filled with all of things you dream of (and lots of sterek, of course)!
(๑•́ ω •̀๑) This is part i, I hope you like it!
Merry Christmas, sinyhale!
Sterek Secret Santa for ollliecat. Sterek AU where Derek has been sharing a connection with the Nemeton since he “sacrificed” Paige and accidentally retorted its power, and Stiles finds him in one of his nightmares.
The phone wakes Stiles up.
“What were you doing there?” Derek asks the moment Stiles answers.
“Dude! What wereyoudoing there?” Stiles snaps back. “Since when have you been there anyway?”
"It’s a long story, what did you do to get involved with the Nemeton?”
“It was Paige, wasn’t it?” Stiles asks, suddenly realizing.
“What did you just say?” Derek’ voice sounds cold like steel.
“Peter told me,” Stiles breathes out. “You’ve been dreaming with that thing since… then? How did you- I mean, I’m positively losing it and it’s only been like,weeks.”
"Weeks,” Derek deadpans. “Whatdidyou do?”
"We did it to find our parents,” Stiles explains. “Scott, Allison and I.”
“I’m going to kill Deaton.”
“Won’t change a thing.” Stiles snorts.
“You have no idea what you got yourself into.”
“No, but I’m starting to. And Scott-”
“Scott what?” Derek sounds suddenly very sharp.
“He’s dealing with thison topof being a newbie Alpha. And I’m not in my game to help him.”
"I miss you.” Stiles decides to be bold. It may be the lack of sleep, or how fried his nerves are because of the constant state of fear. But he decides to say exactly what he’s thinking. “When are you coming back?”
There’s a long pause, so long Stiles worries Derek hung up. Until he hears, “soon.”
When Roman politician Stiles inherits a stable of gladiators, there is one who captures his attention above the others…one whose eyes gleam with hate, pride and desire.
Forced into slavery by Roman greed, Derek can barely conceal his contempt toward his new Dominus. Derek has a plan: kill Stiles and end the lineage of the Roman family that enslaved him. For his plan to succeed, he must make a show of respect and obedience—even when called on to service his master’s desires.
Derek is shocked to learn that in the confines of his quarters, Stiles doesn’t want to dominate his slave, but to be taken by him. The sex is explosive as they break society’s taboos and, to Derek’s dismay, they form a tenuous relationship. Even when Stiles learns of Derek’s plans for revenge, he knows he can’t live without his perfect lover. Is he willing to risk it all to tame his gladiator’s heart?
Hey, giftee! For one piece, you requested ‘ugly christmas sweaters’. For the second, I saw that you are a fan of Supernatural as well, so it’s..a crossover, sort of. It’s not christmas-y, but it is sterek, technically! Fighting…Some sort of monster! Merry Christmas. :)
merry christmas! you’re literally like my fave blogger ever so it was pretty exciting getting assigned you and omg this is kinda dumb but i hope you like it anyway!!!! <3
A Missed Opportunity Is Found
Derek was more than halfway done with shelving the new shipment of Young Adult fantasy novels by the time Stiles finally breezed through the door, signaling his late arrival with the dull jingling of the bell. He wasn’t even in his work clothes yet, and Derek noted with disdain the streaks of mud that covered Stiles from head to toe.
“You’re more than an hour late,” Derek stated, more of a fact than an admonishment. Stiles was not only the boss’ kid, he was a snarky, arrogant teenage boy with an abundance of confidence, and Derek could rarely muster the nerve to stand up to him, regardless of his position as manager.
I hope you like it and that you have a lovely holiday! <3
Written in foam
“Stiles, Stiles, Stilinski!”
Stiles Stilinski jerks hard as his name is yelled in his ear, in his momentary panic his elbow that had been resting on the counter of the coffee shop he works at connects with a sleeve of disposable cups causing them to drop to the floor with a dull thud.
“Smooth as always Stiles, really suave,” Erica Reyes coworker, friend and evil blonde bombshell drawls out, the ever present smirk firm on her lips. “Don’t you get enough staring at Professor Hot-Ass in your Lit class?”
“I wasn’t staring,” Stiles hisses hastily, casting a frantic look over to one of the corner tables. “And lower your voice before he hears you.”
“Hey, It’s not like I blame you,” Erica grins ever wider, looking over too with a hungry gleam in her eye.
There in the corner like every afternoon Professor Hale sat clicking away on his computer, a stack of paper next to him and a red pen. More than likely Stiles’ latest paper was in there.
“He is hot like fire, with the sweaters and tight jeans, you so need to tap that already.”
Stiles feels his face heat up even as he lets out a reluctant chuckle at Erica’s salivating tone. “He also sometimes wears hipster glasses.”
“Ohhh,” Erica mocks. “Tap that Stiles, tap it hard.”
and here is part ii! the ratio of freckles to stars - a sterek mix for sinyhale | [listen] [download]
01. safety in numbers - stars of track & field suddenly you turn on me, you’re like a leaf falling through the trees. the more I grasp the more space you leave—I’d like to be everything through your eyes. 02. whispers - dave baxter i have seen your beauty grow; where all this fades, you shine in gold. our love will be legend—if we let it go, let it go home. 03. hardest of hearts - florence + the machine there is love in your body but you can’t hold it in; it pours from your eyes and spills from your skin. tenderest touch leaves the darkest of marks, and the kindest of kisses break the hardest of hearts. 04. the ratio of freckles to stars - halou all that you’ve conquered was already yours. walking the night sky, freckles to the stars; all that you’ve longed for is painted on my arms. here, i can take you. 05. trees - twenty-one pilots i know where you stand—silent in the trees. and that’s where i am—silent in the trees. why won’t you speak where i happen to be? silent in the trees… standing cowardly. 06. size too small - wakey!wakey! what if i— i told you i was in love with this? would you surprise us in a size for all of me? 07. obsession - innerpartysystem i want you to notice what you’ve been missing; i want you to feel that, feel that deep inside of you. 08. so complicated - the noisettes wild as a flower, true loves carries on anywhere; out of the concrete or from a window ledge. just tell them we could be building something out of our despair.09. i won’t blame you - pilot speed show me round the rooms in your house, and down the hallway to your doubt— and i won’t blame you. 10. under the sheets (baby monster remix) - ellie goulding i’ve seen you in a fight you lost— i’ve seen you in a fight. 11. honeybee - steam powered giraffe oh, turpentine erase me whole, cause i don’t want to live my life alone. i was waiting for you all my life. 12. draw your swords - angus & julia stone you are mine, i am yours—let’s not fuck around. 13.broken - jake bugg far and away where they took you down; let them over to your house, where i’m broken… down by the people if they let you breathe; don’t give a damn if you still can’t see. still my heart beats for you. 14. wolf & i - oh land and you are the wolf, and i am the moon. in the endless sky we are but one—we are alive. in my dreams… wolf and i. 15. i’m gonna be (500 miles) - sleeping at last when i’m lonely, well, i know i’m gonna be—i’m gonna be the man who’s lonely without you. and if i grow old, well, i know i’m gonna be—i’m gonna be the man who’s growing old with you. 16. please don’t go - barcelona if you want me to break down and give you the key… i can do that, but i can’t make you leave.17.lullabies (jim e-stack remix) - yuna like lullabies you are forever in my mind; i see you in all the pieces in my life, though, you weren’t mine. 18. thinking about you - big scary you had a mind of black and gold and every shade in between; you were a paperback boy with a slate so clean. so, come on. 19. all of my days - alexi murdoch for i look around me, and it seems you’ve found me. 20. it could happen to you - frank sinatra all i did was wonder how your arms would be—and it happened to me.