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Constantly on the Cusp by Ā alisvolatpropiis
Stiles is gay, out and proud, and a Beacon Hills deputy. Derek is a firefighter and war veteran who thinks heās straight; or, Derek and Stiles have lots of semi-public hatesex on the road to Love.Ā
Sell Your Body to the Night by DiraSudis
āNo,ā he repeated impatiently. āIām not a cop. Iām someone who wants to exchange my money for your sexual services. I was told you were in that line of work.ā
āI, uh, yeah, sorry,ā Stiles said. He glanced around again and then upāthe full moon was almost directly overhead. Just one of those nights, maybe. āYeah, I am. I do that.ā
Wolf in the House by JoeLawson
āWhat? Itās totally an improvement. Heās not scowling, or dating bad guys, or slinking around in unsanitary places. Still a bit paranoid, but what can you do. At least heās a lot easier to get along with when you can buy his affections with ear rubs.ā
āAnd you always wanted a dog,ā Sheriff added wryly.
āAnd I always wanted a dog.ā
Morning Light by Ā heartsdesire456
After two years as a deputy for the Beacon Hills Sheriffās Department, not to mention a lifetime of being the kid of an officer of the law, Stiles had seen some things in his time. Some weird shit happened in Beacon Hills, really. However, no amount of animals mauled in the woods, people going missing, psychotic teenagers going on killing sprees with their trained pet mountain lions (or so the official report stated; Stiles didnāt trust his dadās account of that night back when he was in high school) could prepare Stiles for the sheer āwhat the hell?!ā-ness of waking up at six in the morning for his shift, pouring himself a cup of coffee, and then noticing that outside the back window there was a little girl playing in his flower beds.
(I Aināt Scared of the Fall) Iāve Felt the Ground Before by planiforidjit
Derek is sick of being treated like heās property and heās sick of his family pressuring him to find a mate. So the obvious solution is to fake a relationship with Stiles Stilinski, the annoying lacrosse player and alpha that Derek may or may not be pining over anyway.
If the ley lines you should followĀ by InTheArmsOfAThief
And Derek just stood there, staring at Stiles like he was a ghost.
āDude, I know itās been a while but you donāt have to look at me like youāre that surprised Iām hung over in the woods. Itās practically a tradition at this point.ā
āStiles?ā Derek whispered, the name falling from his lips like a punch to the gut. Stiles watched, confused, as Derek took a deep breath in and took a shaky step forward then back again. āYouāre not- you canāt be. Who are you?ā
Late Night Basement Songs by melfice
Band AU. Theyāre still nobodies when Laura Hale hears them, when she asks them to open for her band at their show in Lincoln, Nebraska. Which is a little terrifying and extremely exciting and itās the first real gig they book. Itās also the first time that Stiles meets Derek.
call me, maybe (but not in the library)Ā by bibliosexual
Thereās a long pause, and then: āYouāre not Erica.ā Stiles canāt help it. He snorts. āYeah, no, dude, thatād be pretty difficult since Iām a guy.ā
AU where Stiles is an undergrad at UCLA and Derek works in the university library.
Echo by reillyblack
A monster explodes all over Stiles one night while the pack is fighting it in the woods. Stiles passes out and wakes up to a reality where he and Derek are happily (and sappily) dating and living together. Is he viewing the future? ā¦Or something else?
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Author Rec -Ā alisvolatpropiis/ @deleted-scenesā
The hardest part of these recs is picking just a few fics because fanfic authors are so fuckingĀ talented. Ā Tay is one of my all time favorite Sterek writers and I blame her for dragging me into this fandom. Ā Hot Nerd AlertĀ was one of the first series of fics I read in the Sterek fandom and I havenāt looked back since.Ā
So here are a few of my favorite things that sheās written, but I would advise reading everything sheās written, you wonāt regret it.Ā
Always Follow a Hippie to a Second LocationĀ Words: 3,956 Mature Itās hard to tell just how long his hair is but itās night-black and shiny and soft-looking, little strands falling loose from the messy knot high on his head that Stiles feels strangely compelled to put his hands on, to grip tight, which is ridiculous. Heās never been into hippie guys or guys with long hair, but heās thinking now he might need to reassess that life choice because damn, how much fun would it be to fuck that ass while tangling his hands in that hair like reins, pulling his head back and leaning forward to get closer to his moansā¦.
Kiss Me Under the Light of a Thousand Stars Words: 5,631 Not Rated āIt was a true love spell,ā he admits quietly. āIt was supposed to help me find my true love. And apparently I suck at magic as much as I suck at dating because I screwed this up too.ā
In which Stiles' Valentine's Day love spell goes very wrong.
And Also, I Love You Words: 7,155 Explicit Derek didnāt look at all like Stiles expected. After all, he deliberately chose a school where being a nerd was cool, so he certainly wasnāt expecting his hotter-than-a-thousand-stars roomie to be an actual cool person. Derek has muscles, like everywhere, which he has a tendency to display in skin-tight, sleeveless t-shirts for bands Stiles has never heard of; his jeans are always tight and ripped too, and he has an impressive five-oāclock shadow, the tips of his jet-black hair dyed purple. And his eyes. Stiles is pretty sure heās only seen eyes like that in comics, or on a movie screen, or in his freakin dreams. Theyāre somehow simultaneously all of the colors and none of them, transcending something so pedestrian and insignificant as words to encapsulate their beauty. Stiles would come to learn that he's also wickedly smart, and he plays the guitar and speaks multiple languages, and his sunshine smile is even more alarming that his resting murder face
SoulseekerĀ Words: 9,713 Explicit Sighing, Stiles reaches for Derekās big hands, cradled in his broad lap, his skin lighting up even more at Derek's touch. He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, preparing himself to look for Derekās soulmate.Whoever you are, he thinks, you better be worth him.
A Love Like Religion Words: 10,696 Explicit āDerek, my man, you missed an epic party on Saturday. Seriously, dude, I know morning Mass is like, your thing, but come on. Youāre missing on out so much life has to offer, bro.ā
Big hands land on shoulders with a thump and a squeeze while Derek stands at his locker, loading his gigantic calculus book into his backpack. He gives his best friend a practiced sidelong glare, which of course just encourages him. āYouāll change your mind when I tell you who sucked me off in Lydia Martinās bedroom,ā Stiles snickers into his ear.Ā
Despite himself, Derek is curious. He tries to hide it by focusing on his books, but he knows the heat in his cheeks betrays him. āWho,ā he asks, giving in, knowing he will eventually.
Constantly on the Cusp Words: 40,884 Explicit Stiles is gay, out and proud, and a Beacon Hills deputy. Derek is a firefighter and war veteran who thinks he's straight; or, Derek and Stiles have lots of semi-public hatesex on the road to Love.
Series Recs: If I Played You My Favorite Song Words: 4,247 Explicit In which acoustic musician Derek Hale seduces Stiles with a modern R&B classic.
Deleted Scenes Words: 7,361 Mature A group of vignettes of my headcanons inspired by various Sterek scenes.
Queer Your Coffee Words: 7,875 Explicit Derek's just over the city line when he sees a sign for an independent drive-thru place, Full Spectrum Brew. There are three cars in line when he turns in, which annoys him but gives him hope. Not that he really trusts the people of Beacon Hills to have much taste when it comes to coffee (god, he is a snob), but the shopās popularity does seem to bode well. The line of cars moves way more slowly than heād like, each customer in front of him seeming to take way too long to order, and then lingering when they get their coffee. Heās irritable from lack of sleep and an even more detrimental lack of caffeine, anxious to get out of the car. Finally itās his turn and he slowly rolls up to the window, turning the radio down.
For a second, he thinks he must have fallen asleep while he was waiting, because what he sees when he looks in the window surely must be a dream.
Stunning brown eyes like glowing honey and sweet little nose, slightly upturned; a shapely pink mouth, bottom-lip pierced by a thin black hoop that he's worrying with the tip of his tongue as he smiles a gorgeous hello.
He's the most beautiful man Derek's ever seen.
And heās shirtless.
Hot Nerd Alert Words: 25,115 ExplicitĀ Derek can't believe he's actually doing this: taking a selfie snap of the guy heās been crushing on for weeks to prove to Danny that one, yes, he really does exist, and two, he really is that hot and thus he is totally justified in being too scared to make a move.
Or you know, even talk to the guy outside of the class they share.
In his defense, this isnāt just any guy. This THE guy. Hot Nerd. The utterly adorable but still somehow insanely sexy freshman in his twentieth century American Lit class who heās been lusting over since the first day of the semester. If there were ever a time for him to be that person who tries to be subtle while taking snaps of other people, this is it.