This is for Amber, who won a fic from me in a giveaway like a year ago (I’m so sorry it’s taken so long ;___;). She asked for a Sterek jock/nerd auction.
"I said no, Cora," Derek replies waspishly, rolling onto his back. He drags a hand over his face. "I have plans."
"Oh please," Cora scoffs. "Studying doesn’t count."
"Finals are - "
"Two weeks away," Cora cuts in scornfully. "It’s only a couple hours, Derek, not a full day. You’re not going to be missing out on anything."
Derek scowls up at the ceiling, trying another direction. “You can’t just pimp me out like this. I - “
"Oh my god,” Cora sighs. “Look, I didn’t do this to ruin your life, okay? I was legitimately going to go, but I can’t swap shifts again or Mel says she’ll fire me - I wasn’t going to pull you into this. I don’t see why you’re complaining; it’s all paid for, and it’s all for charity. A good cause, Derek!”
"If it’s all paid for, then why do I have to go?" Derek argues.
Cora sounds like she’s about to pull her hair out. “Because I thought it might be nice for you to get out of your apartment? Just ignore the fact that it’s a date and think about it as a chance to get a nice meal on someone else’s dime, okay?”
Derek hesitates. He has been eating a lot of microwave meals lately. “Isn’t your date going to be pissed when a guy shows up? Won’t he be expecting you?”
He can almost hear Cora shrug. “He’ll probably just be happy someone shows up, to be honest. I only bid on him because no one else did and I felt bad. And anyway, his little stat sheet thing said he was bisexual, so I think it’ll be fine.”
Derek sighs. “What’s his name?”
"I don’t know."
"Cora - "
"I don’t know,” Cora repeats, aggrieved. “They were playing up the whole mystery date thing. You just go to the restaurant and tell them you’re there for Bachelor #6, and they do the rest.”
"This is the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard of, and I’m including that time Laura thought it would be a good idea to jump off the roof into the shallow end of the pool," Derek says, and Cora giggles at the memory. He sighs again. "I’ll do it, but only because I want steak."
Nerdy, nervous Derek who pushes his glasses up his nose from where they keep slipping, who wears a t-shirt and tracksuit bottoms in the gym cause he’s shy, who reads comics at Starbucks and likes his coffee super sweet, extra syrup, extra cream.
Derek who hides in long sleeved shirts and hoodies and gets annoyed when someone occupies his table in the library.
Derek who completely baffles jock!Stiles when he actually turns up for a lacrosse meet.
Derek who blows Stiles behind the bleachers afterwards
✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ:* \(◕﹏◕✿)/ *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
there are people in the fandom who can
- write fanfictions
- draw fanarts
- create gifs
- think of theories
- edit stuff
and then there’s me
But there’s you, who
- Read our fanfictions
- Like/Reblog/Commission us for our fanarts
- View our gifs
- Support our theories
- Are amused by our edits
You are just as important as the rest of us.
Imagine your OTP lying next to each other in bed, staring at the ceiling, embarrassed and slightly alarmed by the wild, intense, filthy sex they just had.
i can’t get over how much eaddy mays doesn’t look like eaddy mays in the blind side
she’s like a pokemon
evolving and a total babe in every form
Omg… LOL… You guys are HILARIOUS! I’m reblogging this for the comments in the “notes” alone! :D (The the Pokémon comparison is pretty rad, too ;) xoxo