“It’s like i’m looking into the heart of immense darkness.”
“So what do you do instead?”
“I look for my friends.”
I hate you and your super cute art and your innocent cute face and you.. you.... HOW CAN I HATE YOU ILY
Asked by Anonymous
YOU’VE NEVER SEEN MY FACE
Here’s a higher quality version of my last drawing (Cause i cant stress enough that it deserves to be viewed in better resolution ;A;)
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A little wolf told Stiles that Derek’s incredibly afraid of sharks. So of course on their next beach
dateday, Stiles buys the largest shark floatie he can find.Based of of Heochlin’s afraid of sharks.
Derek stood absolutely still, feet frozen in the sand, expression dangerously close to giving away his emotions.
“Thought you were going surfing,” Stiles asked innocently but his malicious grin was shining brightly in his eyes.
Derek had three options for how he could respond to this situation. He could play into Stiles’ hand and demand how he found out about his deep-rooted fear of sharks from the many shark films Laura had forced him to watch when they were kids and then proceeded to terrorize him in the night by putting on a shark fin and crawling around his bed humming the Jaws theme. Or he could silently walk back to Stiles’ jeep and take the keys from where Stiles had hide them, leaving Stiles alone on the beach with no way to get home or call for a ride because they’d left their cellphones in Stiles’ jeep as well. And the third option…
A little wolf told Stiles that Derek’s incredibly afraid of sharks. So of course on their next beach date day, Stiles buys the largest shark floatie he can find.
Based off of Hoechlin’s afraid of sharks.
If Derek had a tail.
“Get off my tail.”
“No! It’s so soft I want to cuddle it forever! I want to lay in your tail fur and snuggle it on cold, lonely nights as I curl up and watch movies and I would totally be careful not to spill any popcorn on your tail because washing you would mean wet dog smell and would mean I would take a break from cuddling this wonderfully soft and fuzzy fur!”
Derek narrowed his eyes, frowning at the boy who would not stop rubbing his cheek against his tail. It was almost cute… almost… but it was also irritating that Stiles would not let go of him and that his glaring was doing nothing. Derek growled in warning but Stiles only sobbed,
“I’ll never let go, Jack!”
“I will eat you.”
Love me some fic, hate all my old art.
have a doodle :P
