#stripper!stiles

We do! - Anastasia

Angel Wings by Riera Drabbles (rieraclaelin)

(1/1 I 100 I Teen I Sterek)

Sterek Drabble based off the words perform, wing and arrow. Also with the added theme of Anger.

the panty thief by bleep0bleep

(1/1 I 2,725 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles undulates, slowly unzipping the leather crop top, teasing the crowd with a peek at his nipples, and finally he shrugs out of it, glancing coquettishly over his shoulder.He falters and misses a step.What? Why is Derek sitting in the audience? In the front row, too?Stiles recovers quickly, getting right back into the dance. Fine. Derek wants to be a customer?Stiles can play.

Badass Supernatural Crime Fighting Doesn't Pay The Bills by XOSweetsOX

(1/1 I 3,340 I Teen I Sterek)

Stiles lives a double life.

Derek fits into both of these lives.

But neither of them know it.

Yet.

We're Never Worth Our Fears by waitingforjudas

(1/1 I 3,410 I Explicit I Sterek)

Derek’s finished his last tour of duty, and now he just wants to relax, even for a night. But the thing is—he’s covered in scars. Nobody would want him unless they were getting paid, so he might as well try to find a legal way to take a break without getting laughed out of somebody’s bedroom.

Strip club it is.

The Stripper and The Strip Club Owner by SnazzySterek

(1/1 I 4,447 I Mature I Sterek)

Stiles then spent the rest of his afternoon wandering around Home Depot trying to figure out

1) how someone installs a stripper pole into his home

2) how to buy the supplies without being completely suspicious.

Irresistible by Inell

(1/1 I 4,462 I Explicit i Sterek)

Stiles has spent three years pining for Derek to no avail. When he finally decides to just give up and move on, Derek realizes it’s time to stop resisting.

Dance For You by Stilesbanshee

(1/1 I 6,840 I Mature I Stydia)

Lydia get's the girls together and she plans a surprise bachelorette party for Braeden, but what happens when she meets a stripper who gives her a run for her money?

Clinging A Shoulder, A Leap Begins by clotpolesonly

(1/1 I 13,045 I Teen I Sterek)

Derek leaves his guitar on the couch and hauls the heavy door open to come face to face with a mess of spiky brown hair with long fingers buried in it. There’s a long, lean torso half covered by a cut off shirt, a canvas jacket left unfastened over top of it, and even longer legs in sinfully tight skinny jeans with rips that are more haphazard than artful. When the boy raises his head, he’s all dark eyes and pink lips.

Derek had been planning to ask a question. He can’t remember what it was supposed to be.

Lips quirking up into a grin, the boy pulls a stubby candle from the front pocket of those tight jeans and holds it up.

“Got a light?” he asks.

----

AKA: the Rent AU that one person actually did ask for.

Look, Don't Touch by melly_diamond, readbythilia (thilia)

(1/1 I 25,824 I Mature i Sterek)

Against all odds, Derek has found his forever in the person of one Jackson Whittemore, the man who broke down his walls (or at least found a chink in them) and dragged him back into the real world of love, relationships, and now, marriage. Well, almost marriage. Not quite yet, but soon.

Unless Stiles Stilinski has his way. Far from the skinny geek he once was, he now makes his living shaking his sweet ass for fun and profit, and when he shows up at the Whittemore-Hale bachelor party, he starts a ripple effect that might shake Derek’s walls to the ground.

Just A Good Time by Dexterous_Sinistrous

(9/9 I 73,993 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles was used to getting called at, most of them men offering him money for sex. He had even accepted a few times, pinched for cash while having a stone-hearted landlord meant that he didn’t have a lot of options.

Deep down, he knew he could always go home—that despite the fight, his dad would always let him come home, even with James. That was why he hated himself more every time he accepted the cash.

There’s these ones.

Irresistible by Inell | 4.4K

Stiles has spent three years pining for Derek to no avail. When he finally decides to just give up and move on, Derek realizes it’s time to stop resisting.

the panty thief by bleepobleep | 2.7K

Stiles undulates, slowly unzipping the leather crop top, teasing the crowd with a peek at his nipples, and finally he shrugs out of it, glancing coquettishly over his shoulder.He falters and misses a step.What? Why is Derek sitting in the audience? In the front row, too?Stiles recovers quickly, getting right back into the dance. Fine. Derek wants to be a customer?Stiles can play.

I'm gonna be naked (and you're wasted) by Marishna | 1.5K

"Who are you?" Derek asked, his voice sounding foreign to him. He cleared his throat lightly and grimaced at the scratchy feeling, as if he'd been yelling a lot the night before.

"I thought you might not remember." He stood up and offered his hand to Derek who took it automatically. "I'm Stiles. The stripper."

Touch Me, Set Fire to My Mind | 11.1K

When Erica drags Derek to a strip club, he never expects to fall in love with one of the strippers, so of course that's exactly what happens.

you can leave your hat on by forpony | 4.8K

“You have got to be kidding me,” Derek mutters, closing his eyes and pinching his nose in frustration. “Laura!” He yells.

“Oh, is the stripper here!?” Laura thumps over from the party area as she’s dubbed it, and skids to a stop next to Derek, throwing an arm around his shoulders. “Heeeey, Stilinski. Looking good, kid.”

Took me forever, but here it is! Enjoy!Also, @misfitmonarchythings made a gorgeous moodboard to go along with this. Go check it out here!And thanks to @evanesdust for brainstorming with me and proofreading it! Couldn’t have perfected it without you!~~~

Derek leads Boyd, Isaac and Jackson inside the club, wandering down the spiral staircase. The bass music grows louder the further down they go, purple, blue and pink lights flashing across the walls.

They all stop and stare once they reach the entrance, taking in the large crowd of bodies, stripper poles, and the cages high up above with more strippers dancing inside. The place is stuffy and hot, mist hovering around people’s ankles. Eyes roam over them, drink them in, lust thick in the air.

Derek nods to his friends, then turns away and wanders over to the bar in the back. The bartender walks over with a glass in his hand, making quick work of pouring a lagavulin and sliding it across the counter. Derek catches it and lifts the glass before taking a sip.

“Red’s in tonight,” the bartender says casually. “Got his own room, too.”

Derek hums, already feeling the effects of the pheromones permeating around him. “Where?” Glancing back, the bartender jerks his head in the direction of the door closest to the bar. Derek drops some cash and makes his way over to the closed door. 

Peeking inside, he finds the room empty, the faint scent of cleaning chemicals mixed with a strong scent of vanilla and cinnamon wafting up his nose. He steps inside and closes the door behind him, taking in all the dark colors and smooth carpet. He basks in the sweet scent for a moment, knowing it’s coming from him, then sets his cup on the side table and sits on the plush bed. Glancing around, he notices the bathroom door is shut, the light inside casting a glow along the floor, as he takes his jacket off.

Derek sits patiently for a few minutes, wondering what’s taking so long, when he hears a loud crash come from the bathroom. He stands and starts to move away from the bed when a sudden wave of dizziness washes over him. He sways slightly and lowers his head, closing his eyes as he wills the room to stop spinning. But it only worsens and, before long, he’s falling. He hits the floor as darkness takes him under.

~

Blinking awake, Derek’s momentarily blinded by the bright light above. It takes him a moment to adjust and realize he’s in a bathroom. He slowly sits up and glances around, feeling the cold tiles of the floor beneath him. Looking down, he sees long, pale legs, spotted with moles, stretching out in front of him. He lightly slides his fingertips over the sensitive skin, then pauses when he notices the slender fingers. He pulls his hand back and stares at it for a moment before he scrambles to his feet. Hunching over the sink, he looks at himself in the mirror and his jaw drops.

Looking back are not his own hazel, but whiskey eyes wide with surprise, plump lips separated in a small ‘o’ shape. He takes a few steps back, taking in the red and black lingerie, the lithe arms, the brown hair. 

He’s in Red’s body.

He has no idea whether to be happy or freaked out.

Right at that moment, the bathroom door slams open and someone barrels inside. No, not someone. Himself.“

Holy shit! That's… and you're… I'm… Shit!” 

Derek stares at himself for a moment, then blinks. “Red?”

Red, in his body, nods. “Derek?”

“How do you–?”

“You come in a lot to see me.” Red steps back and looks him up and down. “Damn, I look good.”

Derek feels the need to cover up, but sees nothing to do so, so he just stands awkwardly under Red’s intense gaze. Then he smells it. The heady scent of pine and leather abruptly surrounds him and warmth pools in his gut. His eyes close of their own volition as the room heats up, his legs beginning to shake and threaten to give out under him.

“Derek?” Derek senses Red move closer and whines with need. “Oh, shit. You’re going into heat. No, I’m going into heat. My body’s in heat. Shitshitshit.”

Derek opens his eyes right as Red rushes out the door. Another whine slips out as he stumbles after him, falling to his hands and knees just outside the bathroom. He sees a glimpse of Red leaving the room before he’s left alone, slick sliding down his thighs.

“What the hell?” Derek whispers, glancing down at himself. His cock is straining against the front of his bottoms, precum causing a dark spot to appear. “How do I already have this much slick? That’s not possible. Is it?”

He looks up and glances around, then spots his jacket on the bed, the heady scent of leather wafting up his nose. He crawls over and climbs on top of the mattress, grabbing the jacket and shoving it in his face. He inhales deeply, eyes rolling back into his head at the musky scent. His dick twitches and he lets out a low moan before he leans over, ass sticking up in the air. His hips twitch slightly as he takes in the scent, feeling as though his body is melting into the sheets.

“What the hell?” Derek peeks over to see Red standing in the doorway, two woman hurrying over to the bed.

“You left your jacket here?” the dark haired woman asks, gently grabbing Derek and pulling him off the mattress.

“‘s my jacket,” Derek mumbles into the leather, eyelids drooped. 

“Your…?”

“Stiles?” the red haired one asks, looking over at Red. Red–Stiles–flails his arms. “I told you it was me, Lydia! Something happened that had us switch bodies!”

The red haired woman sighs. “So you’re Derek?” Derek only moans and falls back on the back when he can’t hold himself up anymore, holding the jacket up to his nose. “I thought you weren’t due for a heat for like two more weeks, Stiles.”

“I wasn’t! I don’t know what caused it.”

“Well, it doesn’t matter. We have to follow protocol, so he can’t stay in here. Kira, help me.” 

The two woman each grab one of Derek’s arms and pull him into a standing position. They turn toward the door when Stiles slams the door shut and stands in front of it, scowling at them. Derek looks over at him and feels the urge to preen, but the heat just gets too much and he slumps against Lydia.

“Stiles, what are you doing?” Kira asks.

“You can’t take him,” Stiles growls, eyes flashing red.

“Are you serious right now?” Lydia snaps. “You know the rules and you know that we can’t keep him in here. Now move.”

“No.”

“Stiles.” Stiles shakes his head and walks closer, nostrils flaring. “Stop. Don’t make me–”

“Alpha,” Derek moans, leaning toward Stiles. Stiles bends over and nuzzles into the side of Derek’s neck, inhaling deeply.

“Mate,” Stiles whispers against his skin.

Lydia curses beside him and takes a step back. “We can’t interfere with this, Kira. We need to go.

”Derek falls against Stiles, strong, steady arms catching him, holding him tightly. He barely hears the door as the women leave, too focused on the man before him. He tilts his head back and looks up into lust filled eyes.

“Mate?” he breathes. Stiles nods, then leans down and kisses his forehead. Derek sighs at the touch and shifts closer to him. The heat eases slightly as Stiles kisses down one side of his face, soft caresses against his sensitive skin. Then their lips meet and Derek moans, scrambling for something to hold onto. Stiles growls into Derek’s mouth and pushes him back onto the bed, climbing on top of him. He deepens the kiss as Derek grips his shoulders, bucking his hips.

Derek pulls back first when a sudden wave of dizziness washes over him. Instead of going away as he gets his breath back, it only worsens, black spots appearing in his vision. He tightens his grip on Stiles’s shoulders and closes his eyes tightly before the darkness swallows him.

“Derek. Derek, wake up. Derek.”

Derek slowly opens his eyes, his whole body feeling heavy. Something ruts against him and he turns his head to see Stiles beneath him, in his own body, wiggling. His face is flushed with beads of sweat along his hairline, mouth partly open as he pants.

Derek quickly lifts himself up but stops from getting off the bed, inhaling the sweet smell of Red, of Stiles. A hint of something stronger wafts up his nose and his cock practically springs up in its confined space, his mouth watering.

“You knew we were mates before I did,” Derek whispers, looking down at Stiles.

“We were already drawn to each other,” Stiles replies, arching up toward Derek. “When my body went into heat, I just put two and two together. Didn’t you ever pay attention in biology?”

Derek thinks for a moment before dropping his head in realization. “Omegas only go into heat around their alpha, their mate.”

“Mhmm. Now take care of me before I have my friends drag you out.”

Derek growls and dives down, smashing their lips together. He removes his pants and boxers, kicking his shoes and socks off, all without breaking their kiss. He pulls away a second later, though, and pulls his shirt off, his cock twitching anxiously as Stiles whimpers.

“Hush, babe, I’m here,” Derek says, kissing along his jawline.

Stiles he slides his underwear off and lets Derek help him remove his bra before capturing his lips once more. 

The door abruptly bangs open and Derek quickly covers Stiles, growling at the intruder. Jennifer, Derek’s ex, stands in the doorway, gaping at the two, shouts coming from behind.

“That’s why it didn’t work? Because of this slut?!” she yells, glaring now. Derek sees Stiles shrink in on himself slightly and he roars at her.

“Don’t you dare say that about my mate!” he snarls.

She gasps and steps back, right into two guards. “Mate? No, no. That’s not supposed to happen. You’re mine, Derek! Mine!”

“Sorry, Red,” one of the guards mutters as they drag Jennifer out, closing the door behind them.

Derek looks back down at Stiles to see him turned away, eyes closed and curled in on himself. He brushes the back of his fingers down the side of his face, knowing Stiles is holding himself back. 

“You’re not a slut, Stiles,” Derek tells him, tilting his head and looking into his eyes. “You’re anything but that.”

“I’m only doing this to help my dad,” Stiles replies in a quiet voice. “He doesn’t get paid nearly as much as he should and we’re behind on bills and–”

“I don’t care, Stiles. You’re my mate. I trust you. Do you trust me?”

Those whiskey eyes seem to stare into his soul, somehow still lucid for the time being. “I know we technically just met and we don’t know each other, but I do. I trust you, Derek.”

All I found were AUs. Sorry. -Letta

Hot and Grumpy by winchysteria

(1/1 | 1,217 | Teen | Sterek)

Stiles works at a burlesque club, and his favorite customer is that incredibly sexy scowling one right over there.

Li'l Red. by whyamIalwaysLoislane (Whyamialwaysloislane)

(1/1 | 1,870 | Mature | Sterek)

After his latest relationship goes down the drain, Derek Hale is in a rut. But lucky for him his sisters have a way out. A bottle of tequila, a werewolf burlesque club and a mouthy dancer. What could go wrong?

A lot.

two steps away from death by Eya_Silvers

(1/1 | 2,168 | Explicit | Stydia)

A smirk appears on her lips as her gaze trails over his entire body. She enlaces the back of his neck with her small hand, plays with the little hair. "Why don't we put this adrenaline to a use?"

I'll dance, dance, dance by myboybuildscoffins24

(1/1 | 2,429 | Mature | Sterek)

The last thing Derek wants to do is see Cora's soulmate dance in a burlesque show. The last thing he expected was to see his soulmate on stage.

Please Don't Stop the Music by Blue_Five

(1/1 | 2,509 | Mature | Sterek)

Derek takes Jackson up on an invite to visit the club he works bar at -- but he doesn't know about the show that night.

Crazy In Love by BlaiddDrwg1982

(1/1 | 2,625 | Mature | Sterek)

When the going gets tough, the tough get going.

At least that's what Stiles tells himself when his job is downsized and he's having to make ends meet. Not entirely without recourse, and after hearing the tips were pretty good...Stiles steps out for an audition at one of his friend's clubs. When he gets there, he discovers it's not quite what he was expecting...

Five times Derek and Stiles met each other in time and one when they got together for real byLinneus

(6/6 | 4,440 | Teen | Sterek)

Five different moments in time plus one for Derek and Stiles.Featuring first fire, a horse who doesn't like to be ignored, a world famous artist, music and tea, black featers and a bed full of love.

A Pretty Boy is like A Melody by notoriousdre

(7/7 | 19,216 | Explicit | Sterek)

@bagginshield-love thinks it could be this one!

Little talks by Vendelin

(1/1 I 5,387 I Mature I Sterek)

“Your favourite is here,” Danny says, smirking. “I tried to steal him away by giving him some extra attention, but he just looked uncomfortable.”

Stiles snorts, though he’s secretly pleased by his regular rejecting Danny. “He always looks a bit uncomfortable. I bet he’s married with a kid and a permanent guilty conscience when he’s here.”

It had been quite the surprise for Stiles to realise that he had a regular. A pretty young, hot regular, on top of that.

Hey!

I think these ones are more burlesque than most other dancer!stiles fics.

Bright Eyes by wearing_tearing | 81.7K

When Stiles told him he was a cabaret performer he certainly wasn’t expecting this, and now Derek doesn’t know what to do with himself.

Because Stiles is a drag queen and about the hottest person Derek has ever seen in his life.

Just A Good Time by Dexterous_Sinistrous | 73.9K

Stiles was used to getting called at, most of them men offering him money for sex. He had even accepted a few times, pinched for cash while having a stone-hearted landlord meant that he didn’t have a lot of options.

Little talks

by Vendelin (AO3)

Pairing: Derek Hale x Stiles Stilinski

Oneshot

Word count: 5k

Rating: Mature

Summary: “Your favourite is here,” Danny says, smirking. “I tried to steal him away by giving him some extra attention, but he just looked uncomfortable.”

Stiles snorts, though he’s secretly pleased by his regular rejecting Danny. “He always looks a bit uncomfortable. I bet he’s married with a kid and a permanent guilty conscience when he’s here.”

It had been quite the surprise for Stiles to realise that he had a regular. A pretty young, hot regular, on top of that.

In which Stiles is a stripper, and Derek is the always-polite regular at the club where he works.

Read Here!

 ….I may have gotten a little carried away with this.  lol  -Emmy

We Held Fast by GotTheSilver 

(1,439 I Explicit I Complete)  *boyfriends fluff

Because apparently Derek Hale can slow dance.

On the Right Track by HalfFizzbin

(1,577 I Teen I Complete)   *party dancing

Stiles is stuck on a broken-down train instead of dancing with Lydia at a swanky New Year’s Eve party, which sucks. OR DOES IT?

(Basic premise blatantly ripped off from Boy Meets World 3x10, “Train of Fools.”)

The Panty Thief by bleep0bleep 

(2,725 I Explicit I Complete)  *stripper!stiles and stripper!derek

Stiles undulates, slowly unzipping the leather crop top, teasing the crowd with a peek at his nipples, and finally he shrugs out of it, glancing coquettishly over his shoulder.He falters and misses a step.What? Why is Derek sitting in the audience? In the front row, too?Stiles recovers quickly, getting right back into the dance. Fine. Derek wants to be a customer? Stiles can play.

Grind on Me by pyrodaggers

(2,960 I Teen I Complete)  *party dancing

Lydia forces Stiles to go to a black light party. She says it will loosen him up.Stiles bumps into Derek and well…shit happens.

Turn Me On by rispacooper 

(3,021 I Explicit I Complete)   *bar dancing

The air feels like it’s carrying the music with it, like a girl’s sweet voice is touching him along with the carefully encroaching press of someone’s fingertips at his back.

Plus One by eeyore9990 

(3,073 I Teen I Complete)   *wedding dancing

When Derek receives an invitation to what should have been his ten year class reunion, he panics a little.  He’s barely got his life together and the invitation specifies a plus one.  Thankfully, Stiles is there to help him out.

The Pickup Line I Deserve by hannah_baker 

(4,227 I Explicit I Complete)  *bar dancing

Derek Hale has a type: tall, lanky, pale, brunette, passive. Stiles Stilinski is nearly all of those things - but not quite.

Or, The Time Derek Hale’s One Night Stand Was More Than He Bargained For.

You Can Leave Your Hat On by forpony 

(4,864 I Explicit I Complete)  *stripper!Stiles

“You have got to be kidding me,” Derek mutters, closing his eyes and pinching his nose in frustration. “Laura!” He yells.

“Oh, is the stripper here!?” Laura thumps over from the party area as she’s dubbed it, and skids to a stop next to Derek, throwing an arm around his shoulders. “Heeeey, Stilinski. Looking good, kid.”

“Uh,” Stiles, the Sheriff’s son, blushes. “Laura, you said this was for a friend of yours.”

To Get Used By You by the_rat_wins 

(4,956 I Explicit I Complete)  *stripper!Stiles

“Laura would kill you if she knew you were hiring strippers,” Derek said, looking at the website Peter had pulled up.

Thinking About You by OkyDokyPoky 

(6,025 I Teen I Complete)  *gay bar dancing

Stiles and Danny go out to The Jungle together. It’s not long after they got inside that Stiles notices a handsome guy in the corner staring (more like glaring) at him. (Inspired by the song Thinking About You - Calvin Harris. I recommend listening to the song before/while/after reading!)

The Happy Ending (Costs Double) by kaihire 

(6,146 I Mature I Complete)  *stripper!Derek

It’s Stiles’ birthday, and his friends decide to surprise him with a visit to a strip club. Unfortunately, Stiles doesn’t realize that the stripper they’ve chosen is less of the buxom, curvy sort and more of the glaring, broody variety.

Red Wolf by LadyLazarus 

(7,728 I Mature I Complete)  *pole dancer!Stiles

Loup Rouge is the best act at Beacon Hills’ seediest strip club, and who should be there for his cousin’s bachelor party? Only Derek Hale himself of course.

Things happen man, and springtime is the best.

Laying Groundwork by LunaCanisLupus_22 

(10,930 I Explicit I Complete)  *club dancing

His expression isn’t much to go by but the entire clubs howling gets louder at his appearance and Stiles literally pops a boner watching the guy’s big hands wrestle with the microphone stand.

Or the one where Scott and Stiles go clubbing and there’s this broody Bouncer out to get Stiles-

Or get into his pants. Thank God it’s the latter.

Touch Me, Set Fire To My Mind by orphan_account 

(11,163 I Explicit I Complete)  *stripper!Stiles, nerd!derek

When Erica drags Derek to a strip club, he never expects to fall in love with one of the strippers, so of course that’s exactly what happens.

Feel The Magic Between You and I by stilinskisparkles 

(11,432 I Mature I Complete)  *dirty dancing fusion

“See?” Derek holds his arms out, “Everything’s working out great for you, and I still have no dance partner,” he turns to Erica, “Face it, no one is as good as you.”

“We still have one more,” she sing songs.

Derek peers over to the list, flinches when he sees Stiles’ name, “No.”

“You haven’t even seen me dance, and you’re already dismissing me?” Stiles sails into the room, tossing his bag in the corner as he does so and doing a dramatic spin to face them. “I got moves.”

The Junk Drawer by Stereksale7 

(12,363 I Explicit I Complete)   *college au, stripper!derek

“He texted me and said he only had the cop costume on hand and that the rest were back at the club which doesn’t open until 8:30 tonight. I told him that was fine.” Erica whispers.

“What?! Oh god he’s going to dressed as a cop? There’s no way that’ll be hot for Stiles his dad’s the freaking Sheriff and he’s in the academy!” Scott franctically whispers back.

“I know that Scott but what was I going to do?! I don’t want to wait that long, Stiles’ll probably be drunk off his ass by 8:30! Just believe me okay? It won’t matter what he’s wearing he’s 100% Stiles’s type and he won’t be wearing the outfit very long anyways.” Erica whispered with a smirk.

***Or in which the stripper Stiles’s friends hire for his birthday has very familiar looking eyes.

This You and Me Thing by Cousin Shelley (CousinShelley) 

(14,083 I Explicit I Complete)   *club dancing

Stiles is perceptive, Scott is a mother hen, Erica dances, Boyd is Zen, Danny is smitten, Matt is nervous, Jungle staff really need to learn to spot fake IDs, and Derek absolutely does not dance.~~~

Stiles’ mouth fell open. What was all this bossing him around and treating him like a kid? “Yeah? Well … okay, I’ll go. On one condition–dance with me first.”

“Hell. No.” Derek crossed his arms. He stood in the middle of a pulsing throng of hot men on a dance floor and crossed his god damn arms. 

Wolf Boy by SarkaS 

(20,812 I Explicit I Complete)   *stripper!stiles

He told everyone that he works for a big IT company. When they asked about it and he pulled out all those IT terms and strange words, they never asked again. If he said “work is good”, they believed him, except for Lydia. She would have definitely known what he’s saying, but she didn’t really care. So, win for him. Again.

But now he’s staring at his phone with desperation written on his face and doesn’t know what to do.

I’m going to NYC for my new internship. Spare me a room. L.

He is so fucked.

Birds of a Feather by calrissian18, maichan808 (maichan)    

(26,144 I Explicit I Complete)  *ballet dancer!Stiles

Laura is a crusader without a cause, Stiles dances like the whole world’s betrayed him and Derek’s having trouble getting both feet outside his door.

Hale Yes by Stiles_Hale_38 

(34,325 I Explicit I WIP)  *stripper!stiles, stripper!derek

Stiles has been needing a job, and asks his friend Cora for help. She tells him her brother owns a strip joint, and that she’s sure she can get him a job.

Stiles has no experience, but needs a job desperately, and knows strippers can make pretty good money, so, Cora tells him to do a little try-out for her, and to both of their shock, he does great. She calls up Derek, who gives him the job, though reluctantly, as he has no experience.

Stiles soon meets Derek, “The Alpha,” as they call him. Derek isn’t rude, but he isn’t exactly enthusiastic, but, he’s the best stripper there, and the owner of the club, so he ends up helping Stiles out with everything.

With Derek’s help and hard work, Stiles quickly becomes the most popular stripper there, apart from Derek.