kiss me, sourwolf

Stiles ♥ Dereka

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The invention of the ship
was also the invention of the shipwreck.
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Anonymous asked: In the land of fem!wolf, what do you think Scott's name would be?

I really like guy names for girls and vice versa, so I would stick with Scott! I think that’s so cute for a girl. Or Scotty. I’ve heard Scotlynne suggested as well.


posted 3 weeks ago on 26/4/2013+

So all this time I’ve been thinking, eh, no one cares about this blog. No big deal. I’ll come check on it every now and then. So today I logged on and randomly went to my messages, and omg YOU ALL HAVE ACTUALLY BEEN TRYING TO COMMUNICATE WITH ME!

I’m so sorry I haven’t responded. I was not notified that I had any messages. I will be answering them and filling prompt immediately!


posted 3 weeks ago on 26/4/2013+

teen wolf genderswap verse → q’orianka kilcher as dani mahealani


More Than Flesh

Flesh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than
flesh
- Charles Bukowski

Rating:T

Pairing: fem!Stiles x fem!Derek


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Dereka steps over the lip of the tub, letting the shower curtain fall back in place behind her. Stiles doesn’t turn to face her, doesn’t even acknowledge that she’s there, but Dereka pulls her close anyway, wrapping long arms around the ones that she has wrapped around herself.

The water has turned lukewarm and Stiles’ skin is already raw red and scrubbed clean. Dereka presses her lips against the girl’s head, breathes her in, silently grateful that she has neglected to wash her hair so now all she can smell is Stiles Stiles Stiles all around her, light and earthy and salty sweet.

“I’m sorry,” Dereka whispers, but Stiles has heard that enough. There’s always some apology to be made, always something to be forgiven. Dereka regrets, promises of atonement, and Stiles absolves. She feels dirty again, the phantom touch of bloody handprints covering her body, the taste of it in her mouth, the warmth of it in her cunt.

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notthequiettype:

arthurpendumbass:

teen wolf genderswap au 

emma stone as stiles stilinski x meghan ory as dericka hale

lesbian sterek.  that’s it.  that’s the post.

The first time Dee says, “You smell good,” she’s nuzzling at Stiles’ jaw, claws digging into the soft flesh at Stiles’ waist. Stiles holds her breath and tries not to freak out. Dee and Erica have been dosed with something by the hunters and she’s waiting for Scott and the other betas to show up with Deaton.

“Thanks. I like to try new soaps a lot.”

Dee runs her tongue along Stiles’ neck, from shoulder to ear. “Taste good too.”

Stiles grimaces and tries not to jerk away from the pressure of Dee’s mouth against her throat. There are teeth there, sharp as hell werewolf teeth. “Thanks. I, uh, I do try to stay as delicious as possible.”

Deaton hits Dee with a tranquilizer dart just as her hands are pulling at Stiles’ jeans. Stiles takes the timing as a good sign.

The second time Dee says, “You smell good,” she’s burying her face in the hollow of Stiles’ throat. Stiles whimpers and curls her fingers in the thick, dark hair at the crown of Dee’s skull. Dee slides two fingers into the wet heat of Stiles’ cunt and Stiles moans into her hair, fingers going tight against her skull. Dee thumbs at Stiles’ clit, hand trapped against her under Stiles’ jeans. Stiles comes apart, fast and wet around Dee’s slender fingers. Stiles laughs after she comes, all relief and and release. Dee sucks her fingers clean. “Taste good too.” Stiles’ eyes go wide and she takes it as a sign that they’re probably friends now.

The third time Dee says, “You smell good,” she’s stretched out on Stiles’ bed, head pillowed on Stiles’ bare thigh and Stiles is panting and shaking, stripped down to her underwear and a t-shirt. Dee keeps grazing her fingers against Stiles through her underwear, testing. Stiles think she’s going to die, fingers tangled in the hem of her shirt, yanking at it as she writhes against the bed.

Stiles says, “Dee” and it comes out breathless and broken.

Dee grins up at her, teeth pressing at her lip and eyes flashing, then mouths at Stiles through her underwear. Dee shoves them aside, opens Stiles up with her fingers, and licks at her clit. Stiles legs go tight against her and her hips buck up, Dee’s mouth pressing hard against her. Dee says, “Taste good too,” and then curls her tongue into Stiles’ cunt. Stiles comes panting and biting her forearm to keep quiet. Dee settles against her side, mouth slick and shiny, and kisses her. Stiles takes it as a sign that this is a thing now.


And Your Very Flesh Shall Be a Great Poem

Rating: M

Pairing: fem!Stiles x fem!Derek

For the anon who requested skin writing


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Stiles is almost asleep when she feels a hand against her back.

Dereka strokes the girl’s skin softly, whisper-light touches feathering over flesh covered in a television blue glow. The woman’s fingertips are warm and smooth, tender in their caress and comforting as Stiles buries her cheek further into her pillow, begins to fall deeper into sleep.

She feels the scrape of barely there claws against her back, tracing spirals between her shoulder blades, circles orbiting each other one after another after another. She knows what Dereka is seeing, tiny ridges raising underneath the tip of her fingernail, the red of her flesh pretending to be purple in the soft, artifical light.

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Someone send me fem!sterek prompts please? 

Quotes, locations, items, anything!




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