Here’s the cute fan art I did for this awesome comic called Tied in Red on SmackJeeves! <3 These are the cutest beans @torakodragon
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BusinessMan!Derek and CollegeStudent!Stiles
“Lookin’ good, Suit! Dat ass in those dress pants! Hot damn, I would grab hold of that tie and retie it because have you looked in a mirror, you obviously need help tying a tie but I’d still grab it and mess you up a bit before tying it.”
Stiles thought to himself in the middle of the park, idling flipping through his Criminology textbook for his class tomorrow.
Except when the man turned around, eyes fixed on Stiles and not entirely pleased with life, Stiles realized he hadn’t thought these things.
He had been catcalling the random business man in the park.
“C’mon Derek! You’ve seen the movie!”
Never take any of my art seriously. I don’t :P
Derek didn’t know why he agreed to go out for Halloween this year but once again he’d been persuaded (and by persuaded he definitely meant black mailed by Lydia Martin the almighty queen of ‘I fucking hate this clever bitch’) to go to the pack’s costume party. Thus, Batman. It wasn’t too spandex-y like the rest of the superheros and Batman was dark and broody and badass - just like you, Stiles had mentioned one day and Derek may or may not have clung to that conversation they had about what superhero Stiles thought Derek portrayed when picking out this costume.
Of course, Derek had to walk because his Camaro was in the shop and Isaac had taken his Toyota to pick up Scott because he didn’t want their costumes to get messed up on Scott’s bike. Which meant, obviously to the gods that had a hate on for Derek, it had to start raining.
Finally, Derek was at the bottom of Lydia’s steps, damp and unimpressed and finding his costume clinging to him in the most uncomfortable ways when a Stiles dropped from the sky.
“Better?”
damnit Torah you need to stop drawing couches (part 1, 2, 3, 4)
Stiles was in the middle of a Fast and the Furious marathon - because when did they get to six? He hadn’t even been aware of their conception until he saw the over-the-top trailer - when Derek had shown up.
They said the customer hello, Derek leaned down to kiss Stiles chastely on the lips, eyes flickering over to the television before he snagged a book from the shelf. Stiles takes a moment to laugh at how domestic they’ve become but it’s interrupted when Derek settles himself on the floor in front of the couch rather than forcing Stiles out of his stretched claim over the couch to join him.
Stiles was surprised, and a little perturbed, that Derek was still taking the couch ban seriously. It had been two weeks since they’d cuddled outside of bed because of this stupid couch ban and it was frustrating. As much as they annoyed each other, as much as Derek’s body (wolf or human) was heavy and hot, as much as this was a tiny ass couch and at least three of Stiles limbs always fell asleep… this revenge scheme really blew up in his face because now it was Stiles that was suffering from Derek’s lack of couch privileges.
Oh my god i’ll never stop drawing couches if it means i get Arra fic. X3
It’s really rainy where i am right now.
“Why are we out here?”
“Come on, you roll around in the muddy grass before you crawl in my window-“
“‘It’s cold and wet.”
“-every single time-“
“You’re going to catch a cold.”
“-it’s like you have your own personal-“
“I’m not making you chicken noodle-“
“-mud puddle.”
“-soup.”
Stiles and Derek stared at each other as the rain continued to fall around them, filling their disjointed conversation with background static. The water puddling at Stiles’ feet was joyfully kicked up as Derek sullenly stared at his boyfriend from underneath his umbrella.
“Just… get under the umbrella at least.” Derek sighed, hoping that for once Stiles would be a reasonable and sensible person. Chances were slim.
Stiles grinned as he jumped backwards, distancing himself from his alpha and letting the water splash around his rubber boots. “Make me.”
Derek furrowed his brows. Now the chances of that… he could deal with.
