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alphavenger:

stiles straddling derek’s thighs while derek’s casually reading a book on his couch and then tossing the book away, cupping derek’s face and kissing him fiercely and derek’s hands landing on stiles’ hips instinctively and them grinding against each other, breathing heavily and moaning into each other’s mouths, tearing each other’s shirts off before derek flips them over, unzips their pants and starts jacking them both off (⊙‿⊙✿)

kixxarse:

Multi-Fandom Mess by *Isriana

landslidesongbird:

Dylan O’Brien; Endless List of Fav Celebs 
“How I first got involved with acting was through Youtube. I had no plans on ever being in the public eye or being an actor or any kind of celebrity. I was just, you know, having fun, making videos as a little kid and putting them on the internet. And one thing lead to another, and I kinda just hopped into the acting business.”

artgroves:

Bound To You - drawn for the Teen Wolf Mating Games, Week 4 Challenge: The Ties That Bind and I’m not even sorry.

bonnefoy:

Dean Winchester’s heterosexual, but no one can deny Sam Winchester is the love of his life

cathyworld:

“I need you to stay alive,” Derek starts. “Are you listening? I need you to stay alive, Stiles. Because I need you. Because—“ Derek takes a deep breath. “I’m not good at this,” he gestures between them. “And it’s fine if you want me to leave, I’ll—“

“Say it,” Stiles begs. He genuinely begs with all the strength he has left. Even when he doesn’t know what he’s asking for. He just knows that there is something. There needs to be something to explain— this. To explain them.

Derek looks at him. He knows that look. That’s the look that makes him fall every time. The vulnerability in those hazel eyes that makes his skin crawl with desire to move forward and just— hold him. The look that makes the room shrink around them. The look that makes his stomach burn, his breath deeper and faster.

“Please,” he pleads again.

(x)

shercocklocked:

→ requested by the-cat-monopoly-piece

foreverblue-navy:

“Being out here does feel a little bit like forgetting,” Derek admitted. “But having you close feels right.” Stiles gave Derek a small smile, leaning down, capturing his lips. The kiss was soft, chaste. It made Derek yearn for more.

Havoc - secondstar

 

ok, so maybe I wanted to appreciate a small happy moment between them. 

“Something’s coming. Something bad.”