stiles and “street-light”
it’s cheesy! it’s short! it’s off topic! it’s unedited! it was written on tumblr mobile by an idiot who should be doing her irish homework because it’s ten o’clock at night! but i love stiles and i frickin adore kenz so here it is!!!!!!
“You’re so pretty.” He hums, tucking the loose hair behind your ears and cupping your jaw in his calloused hands.
Your cheeks are burning, and your gleaming eyes avert his lovesick gaze as he beams at you. Beneath the flickering orange hue of the street lights, he glows. Truly. So much so that it irritates you a little bit.
Besotted. Enamoured. Infatuated. Beguiled. There’s not a single word in the English language that could convey what you felt for him. So, despite your better judgement, your eyes lock with his twinkling ones, and you grin. Bright and lovestruck.
His warm hands caress the sides of your neck, smoothing up and down the flesh slowly; making you want to melt into one of the tiny puddles littering the cement beneath you. You breathe, unsteady and unsure; and then you say it. “I love you. A lot. So much.”
It’s his turn to smile, and it’s elated and cheery; you want to say it again, you’ll say it at the start of every sentence as long as he keeps looking at you like this.
“She loves me. You love me.”
You pout petulantly, a groan of pure humiliation and displeasure tumbling past your lips. “Forget it. I take it back.”
“No way! You can’t take it back. You’ve told me now, it’s a done deal.” His arm wraps around your shoulders as he walks you back to his jeep, and you curl into his flannel clad torso; linking your fingers through the hand dangling from your shoulder.
For once, it’s quiet. It’s calm. There’s no supernatural creatures trying to murder you (that you know of), no cold cases to crack or trigonometry homework to do. For once, you can breathe. He presses a kiss to your temple, pulling away to open his car door. This takes him a little while, Roscoe isn’t known for being easy to manage. Once the car door is wedged open open and you’re both inside, he speeds off.
You check the time. 10:14. You told your mum you’d be home by eleven. You have time.
“Hey, baby?”
You hum serenely, you love when he calls you that.
“I love you more.”
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Another commission, this time of Stiles introducing his boyfriend Derek to his older brothers, Colim, Mitch, and Richie
It's a regular Dylan-verse
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— Stiles Stilinski List —
• Stiles Stilinski x Mage! Reader
Requested: Hi, Sweetheart💙 How are you doing? May I please have Stiles x Male!Witch!Reader fic? Like they are already dating but both pack and Stiles don't know reader's true nature. And general idea is reveling R's supernatural side by him saving Pack from some new monster via witchcraft?
• Stiles Stilinski x Male Reader
Summary: Stiles has been skipping school lately and the pack is curious to why? A fic where stiles dates a single father with twin boys.
• Void Stiles x Male Reader
Summary: Y/n lives away from society and stumbles upon a fox who is stuck in a hunters trap, he rescues the creature and takes it back home. Not knowing that he brought a demon boy into his home.
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Meant to post this on April 14, Love and Monsters day, but I was so busy with uni so here it is now
Love and Monsters is literally my favourite movie ever I cannot describe how much I love it please watch it on Netflix I can't keep being the only fan 😭😭
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