oh shit, Stiles, I know you really needed the money, but was it really a great idea to pose for those pictures for NECKZ ‘n THROATS, the magazine that they sell with a brown wrapper on it that you can only get at that crummy gas station right on the edge of town, what, you think Derek’s never gonna gas up his car and throw a twenty down next to a stick of beef jerky and sort of point up at the magazine and say “one of those, too,” kind of, you know, an impulse buy.
crying about NECKZ ‘n THROATS, one of the many specialty publications that Derek Hale would be excited to discover, because, canon fact: if there’s one person in 2012 who still has a physical porn stash, that person is Derek Hale.
NECKS ‘n THROATS is pretty downmarket, printed on cheap, gritty paper, a lot of black and white pictures; it makes most of its money off phone sex ads (GET READY TO ROLL OVER: REAL ALPHAS, REAL HEAT, REAL TALK, 1-888-KNO-TING and so on) but it’s been groundbreaking in its own way, the first mainstream magazine to include pictures of humans, to include material for alphas and betas in the same publication, the first full frontal knot cover in 1975, a scandal at the time; it’s still technically banned in Arizona and Michigan.
Only things haven’t been going so well for it lately — bad financial decisions, a scandal back in 2003, the upswing of internet porn sites. So in a bold move, the magazine started focusing on a shift in demographic. Not only does it now cater to alpha’s and betas, but those who don’t fit in the strict human/werewolf binary that society likes to enforce all too enthusiastically.
“Please Stiles, come on, do it for me.”
Lydia wasn’t even joking, gaze serious with an uncharacteristic honesty. How could Stiles refuse that? ”I’d only do this for you, you realize this, right? As much as I’m all for the inclusion of immunes and non conforming shifters like you and Jackson, modelling for a porn magazine is not something I want to have to explain to my dad.”
“It’s barely even porn, Stiles. Like, just sit there and look alluring. You don’t even have to take your pants off.”
“For now,” he muttered, but knew he had already lost the argument.
Lydia knew it too. She reached over to pat him on the shoulder, and Stiles couldn’t regret his decision when she looked so happy. ”I really appreciate it. No established models want to risk their career on a move like this, so new faces like you are NECKZ ‘n THROATS best chance.”
“Stop being so grateful, you’re kind of freaking me out,” he laughed. With a sigh, Stiles reached for a sharpie and began scribbling on his arm. ”So when did you say I should show up at the office again?”
neckz n throats are you kidding me I AM DEAD
IS IT BAD IF I ASK FOR MORE?
Couldn’t be helped really:
