"The Trick of it Is…" — Scott & Stiles — Teen Wolf Fanvid
Song: Bible Belt, by Dry the River
"The Trick of it Is…" — Scott & Stiles — Teen Wolf Fanvid
Song: Bible Belt, by Dry the River
I’m LunaObsessive, and these are surveys for non-Sterek ships. I did the Sterek survey yesterday, the results of which can be found here, and as that was so successful I wanted to try with other ships.
I got 1000 responses for the Sterek survey in a very short space of time. As Sterek is such a large ship, I expect it will be harder to collect that number for the others, but I intend to try. The more responses I get the more accurate the results with be.
Any signal boosting and/or promotion would be very much appreciated.
I will post the results to my tumblr when I have enough results.
Thank you <3
(I might have to settle for 500, as most ships have only just passed 100, but hopefully that will still be a representative sample.)
"You are my Moon and Stars.”
(tumblr has malfunctioned and eaten my attempt at this prompt two times which just goes to show I should get way better about saving drafts, get your shit together, Amanda. once again I apologize for myself.)
Stiles’s most obvious asset is his mouth. It’s also his most obvious drawback, Danny thinks - Stiles even talks in his sleep, for fuck’s sake - but some of the best things are like that: a delicate balance, where too much or too little spoiling the whole thing. Not that Stiles is delicate. Not that Stiles is anything like delicate. Sure, more of a tempest in a teacup than bull in a china shop, but delicate? No.
“You’re staring again,” Stiles says. He’s got one-eye cracked open, and there are crease lines from the pillow on his face. It’s actually incredibly unattractive. “I had the creepy crawly sensation of being watched. Taking lessons from Derek?”
“Derek does his best to avoid being in the same room with me,” Danny says. He thinks it’s because his introduction to Derek involved Stiles dangling Derek like a piece of meat in front of him, but it might also be that once Danny found out why Jackson had been acting so weird, he’d tried to break his fist on Derek’s face. Gorgeous abs only take Danny’s goodwill so far.
“Than you are luckier than me,” Stiles yawns. “I mean, are you sure he’s never in the room with you? He likes to lurk. It’s kind of his thing.” And Stiles stretches, arms resting up above his head, fingers twisting in his hair until it peaks into little tufts. ”He could be here now!”
It had taken Danny a stupidly long time to pay attention to Stiles’s hands - too often shoved into pockets, or tucked away in his hoodies, or just flying around when he talked. Danny spent so long being distracted by Stiles’s mouth, and all the crap coming out of it, that he missed everything those hands were saying.
Danny shrugs. “Well, if he is, he’s going to get a show,” because Danny has his boyfriend sprawled over his bed, shirt pulled up and twisted around, with his stupid pillow creases on his face and his stupid adorable bedhead, and Danny’ll be damned if he’s wasting that opportunity.
“Am I getting lucky?” Stiles says, delighted - who asks that, seriously - hands already on Danny’s hips and pulling him down. “Derek, dude, if you’re under the bed, this is your last chance to run.”
“Stop talking,” Danny says. He runs one hand up the length of Stiles’s neck, until Stiles’s head tips back into the pillow, and his Adam’s apple juts out far enough that Danny can see every nervous swallow, every breath. “And Derek, if you’re hiding in the closet -“
The burst of Stiles’s laughter is worth the sophomoric joke.
I peed on the hamster
Oh my god the last one
I know I wasn’t supposed to post anything before I was done with commissions but I saw ep 14 today and my Martinski started to show… So here, have some Stiles/Lydia !
OH WOW this is super cute, I love~
Stiles Stilinski © Teen Wolf arts © me
I got bored and so I made a lot of Stiles shirts/hoodies idk, man.
OMG THIS IS SO CUTE;;;
There is a look in Scotts eyes that is so relevant and personal to his character. Even now, in pain and fear and confusion, theres a look of worry- not for himself, but for Stiles. His eyes are literally searching Stiles face, searching for Stiles. I just love this friendship so much. And I love the fact that theres no anger in Scotts face, just sadness, pain and concern. Tyler Posey rocked this scene.
tyler posey at wondercon 2013.
"MOOOOM!" He keeps stroking my face with his paw! #cats
"Mom get up!" #cats Cecil is ready for food…
So, here’s the deal. I’m being saddled with an unexpected $850 bill for transmission repair work on my car. I can cover it in time to recover my car, but it’s about to leave me a couple hundred short for the rest of my bills.
Since I would like to continue to eat and stuff, I’m going to open a few fiction commissions, hopefully enough to cover the gap. You can find my writing here if you’d like to look, and many of the stories are commissions from the charity auctions I’ve done.
Here’s what I’m offering:
- $2 for a 3-words type commission. For $2 you can send me a pairing (any pairing, or gen), plus three words, and I will write something based around it. These typically run between 200 and 600 words. Examples can be found on this tag.
- $1 per 100 words for regular commission. Choose a dollar amount up to $30 and I will write 100 words per dollar. You pick the pairing (any pairing, or gen) and the prompt, along with any specific details you want included.
- $30-50 will double wordcount (200 words per $1). If you commission for more than $30 (up to $50), I will double the amount of wordcount per dollar.
- $50+ please contact me first. If you would like more than 10k words, I would need to work that out with you in private.
I am willing to write any pairing (with R and below on rating, though I can discuss above that) for this, and I can write in the Teen Wolf, Supernatural, or Fringe worlds. If you have any questions about whether your prompt/pairing/wordcount choice combination is viable, please feel free to send me an ask or an e-mail.
If you’d like to commission me, please e-mail me at ItamashiiSparkle@gmail.com with the subject line “Commission Request” and include at least your Tumblr name and an idea of what you would like done.
If you would like just to donate to help out, you can go through paypal (my e-mail for that is ItamashiiSparkle@yahoo.com) or just help spread this a little to reach others. I really, really appreciate any help anyone can give!
Thanks for your time!
Signal boost! Kedreeva is SO SWEET and also is an awesome writer! Give her a hand if you can? ;’)
She also writes Skittles! *hint hint*
This was supposed to be fluff and now it’s porn, I’m not sure what happened. Inspired by the feel of Daunt’s latest piece which is appropriate since this is her birthday present. :)
Scott’s birthday arrives with a last burst of summer warmth and a temporary reprieve from supernatural shenanigans. Scott’s friends and packmates are celebrating all three with a pickup game of lacrosse and a picnic. At least, that was the plan.
“Come on,” Stiles grunts, pounding on the door like that will help.
“I could just…” Scott says, waving his claws by Stiles’s face.
“No. I learned how to pick locks for just this sort of situation, and it’s going to work, dammit.”
Scott waits a bit longer while Stiles wiggles his lock picks around. Finally he sighs, and just removes the knob.
“You’re no fun anymore.”
Scott grins at him.
They’re lugging pads and crosses back to the others when Scott catches sight of Stiles, happy and glowing and himself.
“Leave that, come here,” he says, dropping his things and dragging Stiles towards the bleachers.
They’re not really hidden at all. Their friends are just on the other end of the field, and they’re probably waiting on them, but Scott can’t resist pressing Stiles back against the thin metal bleachers and leaning in for a kiss.
Stiles’s mouth opens under his with a pleased sound. He gets over his surprise quickly, and pushes up into Scott’s space, reminding Scott again that Stiles is the tiniest bit taller than him. They rearrange, legs tangling together as Stiles gets himself more upright and gets his hands under Scott’s tank top. His mouth is moving too, kissing and nipping along his jawline to the hinge and then to under his ear.
“How quiet can you be while I blow you?” he asks, lips curving in a wicked smile.
Scott groans and his eyes flash red.
“Not off to a great start, Scotty,” Stiles teases, lips brushing Scott’s cheek, while one of his hands slips into Scott’s underwear and squeezes his ass.
“Fuck,” he hisses. “Okay, but we have to be fast.”
Stiles kisses him hard, tongue slipping into his mouth and biting at his lips as he repositions them. Scott leans back against the bleachers gratefully as Stiles drops to his knees. He pulls Scott’s cock free and grins up at him, before taking it into his mouth. Scott lets his head fall back, focusing on the sunshine across his face and the heat of Stiles’s mouth on his dick.
“They do know we can see them, right?” Allison asks, voice warm with amusement.
Lydia rolls her eyes. “I’m sure they know. I’m equally sure they don’t care.”
Isaac pretends to gag, and Kira flicks him in the shoulder. Derek just sighs and keeps flipping the burgers on the grill.
OH MY GOD;;;
HOW DID I MISS THIS?? Oh my god this is so cute! ;~; AND HOT. AND CUTE. alksjflkjkaa
Thank you so much!!
I cannot get this thing to post correctly without the Skype coding messing it up so here it is again.
Go read it