Happy Birthday Arra! Didn’t think i would forget! This took much longer than i thought. but it was worth it since it is for you. > w > (Better resolution)
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“I don’t have fleas.”
“You have fleas, Derek.”
“I don’t have fleas.”
“If you don’t have fleas then why are you in this bath?”
“Because you said you’d give me a blow job if I got into the bath.”
Stiles rolled his eyes and continued to scrub flea and tick shampoo into Derek’s hair, “You’ll fall for anything.“
Derek stilled under the boy’s meticulous hands, “You mean I’m not getting head?”
“Don’t get your flea infested panties in a twist. You’ll get head after I finish de-bugging you.”
“I don’t have fleas, Stiles.”
“They are falling off you dead as we speak, Derek. How can you deny the obvious?”
“Until I get my blow job, I believe nothing that comes out of your deceitful mouth.”
“Stiles! No performing sexual acts in the kiddy-pool on the lawn or I’ll arrest you for public indecency,” the sheriff yelled from the front steps where he must have been standing for a while before heading toward his squad car. “And Derek,“ He turned as he opened the driver’s side door, “You have fleas.”
“Hah! I told you!” Stiles yelled in victory as his father slammed his door shut and sped out of the driveway.
“Your dad’s gone, do I get my blow job now?”
Stiles rolled his eyes, pouring more shampoo on top of Derek’s head and wondering if he should scrub it into Derek’s greedy eyes as punishment.
“Oh my god-” Stiles’ eyes widened, biting his lower lip to hold back the positively gleeful expression on his face.
“Stiles, don’t.”
“There’s something sweet.”
“I swear, I’ll hurt you.”
“And almost kind.” Stiles grinned as his voice continued the threat of breaking into song.
“Stiles,” Derek hissed, causing a few birds to ruffle their wings.
“But he was mean and coarse and unrefined,” Stiles sung, and he slowly started to back away from the growling wolf covered by colorful plumage. “But now he’s dear, and so unsure.“
Derek bared his teeth, eyes glowing red as he stalked forward, birds remaining perched on his body.
Stiles grinned and practically belted the last line, “I wonder why I didn’t see it there before!”
Derek lunged forward but Stiles was already racing behind a tree and the moment Derek moved so suddenly, all the birds began flapping their wings frantically, completely blocking his vision. The sight of Derek, covered in flailing feathers and swatting blindly at the air had Stiles rolling on the ground, laughing, in seconds - and somehow he was still humming the tune from Beauty and the Beast.
It fell into the water, flailing and twisting in the water as if it didn’t know how to swim. Stiles watched it sink lower and lower from afar until the thing stopped moving entirely and barely any bubbles rose from it like they had when it had first fallen in.
Quickly, yet cautiously, he swam up to it and poked it as it continued to sink. Without hesitating, Stiles wrapped his arms around the thing and flicked his tail, swiftly bringing it to the surface of the water and over to the nearby beach that Stiles enjoyed warming his scales on.
It remained still, as Stiles pushed it onto the sand far enough that the waves didn’t splash it’s face - face that looked a lot like Stiles’ merpeoples faces. Except this one was wearing odd, soft things on its body and it had two sticky things instead of a tail.
Stiles poked it.
“Derek, stop! Derek, no! I said you could only had one the rest are for the pack!” Stiles held up his hand to keep the werewolf with hungry eyes at bay, not that it would do anything useful considering Derek had supernatural alpha strength and Stiles had twiggy limps and sarcasm.
Derek growled, advancing on Stiles and snatching a cupcake off the plate wtih this teeth.
“Really Derek? You’re so uncivilized! I thought I trained you better- woah!” Stiles teetered backwards as Derek basically tried to crawl over his body to get to the cupcakes that Stiles was now holding above his head. Stiles was now forced to hold Derek back with his arm and his foot. And that left Stiles’ balance significantly off center.
“I hope you realize how ridiculous this looks!”
Bed Time Story [Jeemaro Drabble]
For my teeny dragon - not actually about jeemaro, more about Jeep/Stiles brotp but still based on the jeemaro thing so still tagging it.
Cars that turn into humans. Stiles and Derek were slowly getting used to the idea, as was the rest of the pack. Isaac and Erica had taken to it the fastest - after Lydia who simply shrugged and got in the passenger seat next to Stiles, never once faltering from filing her nails -, what with the jokes and the snickering and Stiles was pretty sure they were ‘shipping’ his Jeep with Derek’s Camaro. Not that it seemed like the stretch the way J always blushed whenever Cam was staring at him.
Scott was still weirded out by it and refused to catch a ride with either Derek or Stiles, opting to take his bike - which he also eyed suspiciously from time to time. Not that Stiles had any plans on fucking up his magic again and transforming Scott’s motorbike into a living, breathing person. Two morphing vehicles were enough, they didn’t need a fleshy remake of Transformers.
Derek… well Derek was mostly silent about it. A little put off, wanting his camaro back in one piece and then he and the car got to talking. They were compatible friends, surprising considering how mildly chic he was - so it wasn’t a stretch when he and Lydia started talking fashion. Stiles though… Stiles was still in shock.
Clueless [Sterek Drabble]
Because Torah [x]! Thanks for putting up with me and my perversion <3
“Please!!” Lydia held up the outfit she intended Stiles to wear to her movie based “Clue" party this coming weekend, waving it as though the movement would entice him to put it on.
“Not doing it.” Stiles folded his arms in front of his chest in defiance. He wasn’t going to succumb to this ridiculous plot and she couldn’t make him. No matter how much she pouted.
“It’ll be fun!”
“Lydia, no! I am not going to wear that! I don’t care if it’s for the theme of your party. I’ll… be one of the dead people? Anything but that.” Because that was a skimpy french maid’s outfit that looked like it was bought at a shop that also sells questionable silicone objects.
Arra, i am so done with you.
Okay so its a kink, you really expect me to tell the truth oh naive one! Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut you can MAKE it adorbs and cute and totally nonsexual :)
Asked by arrafrost
I cant tell if that face was supposed to be stiles’ or mine.
Now get on Skype so i can throw you off a cliff.
So you know how some dogs start howling when they hear recorded wolf howls? what if Stiles starts playing them on his computer and all of a sudden Scott starts howling and Stiles thinks its the funniest thing. and while Scott is getting frustrated with him, then they hear more howls outside the window and they open it to find Derek….
Stiles typed away at his computer, trying to tune out Scott because he was at it again. It was like Allison moving to town all over again. Except this time everything out of Scott’s mouth was Isaac this and scarf this, all mixed feelings and not knowing what to think of the way Isaac’s always winking at him or how his hands linger on his waist after he’s stopped the bike.
Stiles wants to say how obvious it all is because, well duh. But he let’s Scott go on until he finds a good looking video of what he’s looking for on youtube.
“And then he just puts on his scarf and leaves-”
“Hey Scott!” Stiles turns around just as he clicks play and a loud, echoing sound of wolves howling emits from his computer.
HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH
