Where Did His Eyebrows Go?
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The first transformation by *Lelia Portrait of the Hale’s faily from the tv series Teen Wolf. Derek Hale’s first transformation into a werepuppy, I imagined that he was playing with his dad and suddenly he wolfed out, due of the shock he landed on his ass, all under the amused and proud gaze of his father.
I was inspired in my beloved dog “Beka” (R.I.P) , when she was a puppy the first time she barked she landed on his ass due the shock, it was really cute and funny.
Sorry for my bad english LOL
Teen Wolf AU :: Derek and Stiles “meet” on eHarmony.com
(Little did Derek know, he did need a website to ask Stiles out.)
All of the username changes clued me in that it’s going to be Halloween soon or something.
I had a dream last night that deputy!derek was on patrol with a newbie hire and wasn’t talking much (cause haha derek). the newbie is lowkey nervous af and is just about sweating bullets when this blue jeep rushes by and sweet lord baby jesus, this stoic cop hauls ass after this rickety jeep and pulls it over sirens and everything.
newbie is confused.
newbie is sitting meek in the patrol car when derek opens the door and stalks…stalks to that damn jeep.
did the driver just flip him off?
oh, this is gonna be a mess.
newbie straightens in his seat and moves to get out of the car when his eyes go comically wide as he watches derek, this mean ass dude, lean into the window and-
did he just KISS THE DRIVER?
newbie doesn’t know what the fuck is happening.
the driver (derek’s dude-man?!) hands derek a white plastic bag and oh shit derek’s leaning in again.
what?
oh fuck, he’s coming back.
derek’s opening the door and slides back in, the bag making more noise than anything else in the car.
“um,” newbie starts but derek turns a mean (MEAN) raised eyebrow at him and all newbie’s soul goes out the window but he can’t help himself. Nine lives and all that. “Who was that?”
Derek starts to open the bag to peer inside, “My husband,” and proceeds to pull out that looks like a pulled pork sandwich, “he made us lunch. You want yours?”
newbie stares at him before muttering, “yeah, thanks,” as he internally loses his shit.
never a dull moment.
consequently derek is no longer accepting gifts from his boyfriend
omg forgot all about this until now
still laughing.
Derek is 100% absolutely
A COOLKID.(I apologize for EXTREME SILLINESS.)
❖ Fics in GIF: The Truth About Love (Comes at 3 AM) by Fin
“What are we even supposed to do to pass the time?” Jackson continues whining, because apparently he can’t live without his precious television for one single evening.
“Are you kidding me?” Erica asks, “We’re a bunch of teenagers with no parents in the house…” – and no, Derek does not want to acknowledge the fact that about half the group just looked at him. He is not a damn parent – “We should totally play Truth or Dare!”
There are groans and cheers rising up from the pack.
“Derek?” Stiles asks, and he actually looks hopeful. But Derek just raises his eyebrow at him in what he hopes is a threatening manner, even though Stiles just laughs and says, “I’ll take that as a no.”
Derek just sags a little deeper into his chair, fingers gripping the open book on his lap a little tighter.
Since Erica came up with the idea, it apparently means she gets the go first.
“Boyd,” she grins, who promptly picks,
“Truth.”
“What was your last dirty dream?” Erica asks without so much as hesitation.
“Whoa, right to the good stuff!” Scott calls out while the others whoop and laugh.
“Like, what?” Boyd asks, actually grinning, “In detail?”
“Well, you gotta give us something at least,” Erica says, shoving her bare foot into Boyd’s thigh.
“Huh…” Boyd says, looking around the group as if he’s gauging how blunt he can be. “Okay, well… It was nothing special, really. Just… I was in the shower, getting a blowjob.” He shrugs as if to indicate the end of his story.
“When?” Isaac asks, receiving a big grin from Erica.
“Jeesh… last night, alright?” Boyd says, and even though he’s trying not to show it, Derek can tell he’s a little bit flustered.
“Who were you thinking of, giving you the blowjob?” Jackson asks, who’s sitting on the edge of the couch, with Lydia pressed up against him.
“Nobody specific, actually,” Boyd says, “Just, any girl, I guess.”
“Did you wake up with sticky sheets?” Stiles asks, his grin so wide Derek thinks he might strain his face.
“Very sticky,” Boyd says, then slapping his hands on his thighs. “Is it my turn now?”
I made some shitty Valentines to try simple coloring and yeah
it’s not totally awful?Credit for Derek’s belongs to hoechlion and their perfect post.
