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anothersigh · 2 months
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I saw a Sterek post about mating season and Derek having big balls, and it reminded me an old tweet of mine. Thought to share here too
Been thinking this ridiculous Sterek Omegaverse idea.
You know how omega produce slick when they're in heat? What about something similar with alphas.
When they are close to their rut, male alpha start to produce a heavy amount of cum to ensure the breeding of their partner. So their balls get big and heavy, full of cum to the point sometimes it hurts. Imagen they can't go out because there no clothes for it and also the pain.
And Derek, as an alpha werewolf, he has it worse. Those big breeding balls, full of cum to keep stuffed a beautiful omega.
He always suffered his rut. Because never find a correct partner. Or they wanted something from him or never felt right. Also his balls get bigger that mostly other alphas, even after his rut. So has to stay in his house for days. His body aching for a mate.
Until he finds Stiles.
And @sinqueen69 wrote a fic about it too. Especially with God!Derek, love that trope❤️‍🔥
The wolf god
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Lydia: How long is Derek...
Stiles: Around 9 inches, probably a little bit more.
Lydia: ... going to take to get here?
Stiles: Please, don't tell him I said that.
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sterekbigbang · 2 months
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Power of a Name (22,377) by @mindofmim Art by @eevylynn For @sterekbigbang 2023-2024, Round 6 Rating: Teen and Up Relationships & Characters: Derek/Stiles, Derek, Stiles, Scott, Sheriff, Erica, Boyd, Isaac, Allison, Chris, Peter Tags: Kidnapping, fae, ritual, spark Stiles, soulmate au, Derek and Stiles are soulmates, pack to the rescue, pinning, Derek works as a mechanic, Derek and Stiles friendship, angst Derek, happy ending
Summary: Everyone has their soulmates first name written on their wrist (some born with it. For some it comes once there's soulmate is born), Derek got his when he turned five. From the moment he met Stiles, he wished they were soulmates. But "Stiles" isn't the name encoded on his wrist. Kidnapped by Fae, Stiles knows the only way to save Derek, and buy the pack enough time to figure out a rescue plan is to make a deal with the queen. And he's only got one bargaining chip - his name; Mieczysław. Derek lost everything the day his pack died, and again when he learnt Stiles was his soulmate (only to lose him in the same breath). His last hope was that the pack could decode Stiles' clue and bring him home, so he could apologize and make things right.
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mariejordans · 7 months
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GEN V’S BIG THREE EVERYBODY
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stydixa · 6 months
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LIFE WITH DEREK (2005-2009) 0418 - FUTURITIS
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Derek: You're not helping! Stiles: I didn't come here to help, I came here to mock.
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sleepy-sham · 2 months
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So the past two days I've been on a meme-making tear, like I've literally made almost 100 memes across like 6 different fandoms. & I have a compulsive need to share all of them. I started yesterday with another AOT meme drop but let's switch it up with another one of my favorite TV shows, criminal minds !!
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hoping this brings me some CM moots<3
more CM memes
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nifflering · 6 months
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From The Big Finish Instagram Account
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Stiles (moaning): So...like...what are we?
Derek (panting): Can we not talk about this while I'm six inches in?
Stiles: Wait! You still have four more inches left... Ah!
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sterekbigbang · 2 months
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House of the Howling Wolves (111,607) by @rlnerdgirl Art by @renmackree For @sterekbigbang 2023-2024, Round 6 Rating: Explicit Relationship: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Tags: Derek POV, BAMF Derek, BAMF Stiles, magical Stiles, protective Derek, alive Laura, Alpha Laura, blood, violence, hurt/comfort, fairytale AU(?), blowjobs, erotic asphyxiation, idiots in lust, happy ending
Summary: When crown prince Derek Hale of the kingdom of Triskelle finds himself unexpectedly holding the life-debt of a Twillian fae, he and his sister see an opportunity to save their dying kingdom. Now, as Derek travels north into the Twill, he must put faith in his Twillian guide, Stiles, to keep him safe as they journey through a mystical land of magic and danger. As their journey continues, Derek finds himself drawn to his companion, and left struggling to consider what will become of them once debts are paid and the Kingdom of Triskelle stands strong once again. Never venture into the Twill, for in the heart of those lands you will find only magic and the strange. A place where bones shift and forms change, as man turns to wolf and the moon holds sway over minds and hearts led astray. Heed this warning, this solemn call, lest the Twillian magics you shall befall.
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mikatheseer · 1 month
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Look how big Tyler's pupils are compared to Dylan. It's just a lighter eye vs. darker eye thing but it works so nicely here in the context of the scene.
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hobgoblinns · 7 months
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“i can’t change how i feel about them… how i feel about you.” screaming crying etc etc
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ultram0th · 7 months
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31 Days of Derek Hale
Day 16: Himbo
Info │ 01 │ 02 │ 03 │ 04 │ 05 │ 06 │ 07 │ 08 │ 09 │ 10 │ 11 │ 12 │ 13 │ 14 │ 15 │ 16
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Derek Hale sat in the corner of the bar, brooding over life in general. The sourwolf had a deep frown set onto his face, scowling at nothing specifically— his foul mood creating a dark aura about him.
He finished his whiskey on the rocks and was about to ask for another one, when the bartender (some peppy guy with dyed blue hair) set down a large glass of beer in front of him. The golden drink must’ve been extra-carbonated because tons of tiny bubbles floated around like crazy in it.
Derek cocked his eyebrow up at the bartender. “I didn’t—”
“It’s on the house,” the bartender interrupted him. “It’s a new brand called ‘Bubbly Beer’.”
“‘Bubbly Beer’?” Derek repeated incredulously, almost scoffing at the stupid sounding name. The tough alpha wouldn’t be caught dead drinking such a ridiculous drink. 
Still, free was free.
Shrugging his shoulders, Derek brought the glass to his lips and took a tentative sip of the bubble-filled beer. It was sickeningly sweet and the carbonation made the drink more akin to soda than actual beer.
Derek grimaced at the drink, nearly gagging. He hated sweets.
However, the alcohol content must’ve been high, because after that singular sip of beer, Derek could already feel a slight buzz. His brain felt a little foggy and it actually seemed to dull his angst.
“Meh,” he hummed. “Does the trick, I guess.”
Derek took another sip.
The fog settled in deeper, and a dazed grin formed on Derek’s face. He leaned back further into his chair, unaware of the knowing smirk from the bartender. He struggled to think back to what was bothering him in the first place.
He happily brought the glass back up to his lips, but this time he took a couple gulps of the beer.
Derek’s smile grew a little larger, but it almost subsided when he started to feel a little warm. Like a sudden total wave of heat crashing upon him, Derek suddenly felt incredibly uncomfortable. His white button down shirt was suddenly a bit too thick for his liking, and having it buttoned up all the way made him feel awkward, almost like he was wearing a large tent. 
In an attempt to gain some sort of ease, Derek reached up and undid the top four buttons of his shirt.
“That’s soooooo much better,” he sighed, his goofy grin coming back full force once he wasn’t completely covered. His toned pecs were slightly exposed to the cool air of the bar.
Derek took a few more gulps of the beer.
The legs of the chair groaned loudly as Derek squirmed around. His chest felt heavier and his arms kept colliding with his sides in a way that they hadn’t before… right?
Derek’s heart raced in his beefy chest for a moment, but he quickly shrugged his anxiety away as he glanced down at his meaty muscletits. His massive pecs were barely covered by the button down shirt that they strained against, his nubby nipples poking teasingly against the fabric. His large biceps bulged out of his straining sleeves, constantly bumping against pecs and lats, hindering each one of Derek’s movements. And lastly, the werewolf rocked back and forth on his humongous bubblebutt that strained his jeans to bursting, the big ass making it look like Derek was sitting on a bunch of cushions.
Derek caught a nerdy guy sneak a peek at him from across the bar, and he couldn’t resist lifting one of his big arms to flex a powerful bicep.
The nerd’s jaw dropped, yet he quickly recomposed himself and stood up, slowly heading over towards Derek.
Derek finished off the last of the bubbly beer, setting the empty glass onto the bar.
“Um, h-hey,” the small nerdy guy smiled at Derek. “What brings you here all alone?”
Derek smiled back full force at the other guy, his cock rocketing to life. The ten inch monster snaked down his pant leg noticeably, looking like he was stuffing a summer sausage down his pants.
“Oh y’know,” Derek chirped back, “I’m just, like, totally out here looking for cute guys!” He giggled at the end of his statement, biting down on his lower lip as he ran his eyes up and down hungrily over the nerd’s body.
The nerd smiled back nervously, nearly drooling over Derek’s bulbous muscletits. “Well,” he said, “I’m about to ditch this place, if you wanna come with?”
“Sure!” Derek quickly said, practically hopping out of his chair. He snatched a tight hold of the smaller guy’s hand and began to walk towards the exit.
Derek paused for a brief second, feeling as if something was wrong. His gait was thrown off by the constant jiggling of his bubblebutt behind him, and he had to arch his back slightly to account for his huge pecs. Plus, his head felt so slow.
And he was so painfully horny! 
Despite himself, all he seemed to be able to focus on was cock and getting his big butt stuffed full with the nerd’s. His lust took over and that foggy sensation clouded over his brain again, effectively silencing that alarm bell. 
“Like, this is totally gonna be the best night ever!” Derek cheered as he wiggled his hips, causing his big butt to bounce wildly, loving the lustful look in the nerd’s eyes.
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Derek: I want you to bond with them, like you and Peter did! Stiles: Peter creeps me the hell out!
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Literally all my OTPs ever :
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Ps. Art is not mine. I just found it on Pinterest so don't come at me please.
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ssa-atlas-alvez · 1 year
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Hope you are having a good day/night?
I was wondering if I could request BAU x Male reader who get's shot in the head and the bullet ricochets/bounces off their skull. How'd the team react to thinking reader is dead but someone notices something strange and that they are still alive but losing blood fast??
Warnings: Hospitals, head wound, shot in the head (but it bounces so no one dies)
A/N: Sorry it's a bit short and a bit silly!
"Shit!" Morgan swears, racing towards your body, "Shit, shit, shit, shit," His mumbles as desperate as he begs to a God he's not even sure he believes in that you're okay. But blood is beginning to pool around his knees as he kneels beside you. Then he sees your chest moving and rushes to take your pulse, it's pretty good for someone who just got shot in the head. "Reid!"
Spencer's there in seconds. "I think it ricocheted off his head," The paramedics, who had just entered the room, furrow their eyebrows and rush forward, quickly confirming Spencer's suspicion.
Hours later, you woke up with a headache from Hell. Your first instinct is that you're badly hungover, but you don't remember last night. You push yourself up from your bed, squinting at the light. You must have left a light on or something because it was ridiculously bright. When the idea of opening your eyes seemed less painful, you opened them..
Penelope leans over, clearly wanting to give you a hug but not wanting to overstep, "How are you feeling sweetie?"
You furrow your eyebrows at her, "Who- Who are you?"
You watch as their faces drop, panic setting in. "I'm sorry, that was cruel," You laugh, wincing at the pain in your head.
"And that was karma," Emily responded.
"I'm okay," You answer, Penelope gives you a look, unsure as to whether to believe you. "You're Penelope Garcia, Knower of All Knowledge."
"Okay, he's okay," Penelope declares.
"Except I genuinely cannot remember what happened, did I drink a lot? Like a lot, a lot?"
"Nope," Morgan answers, "An unsub shot you in the head and it bounced off."
"What?" Your jaw drops, this must be a joke, but then you turn to Hotch and his expression is serious and everyone else isn't telling Morgan not to joke. You lift a hand up to your head, and a thick bandage covers it. "You're joking."
"Unfortunately not," Hotch says.
You're silent for a moment, trying your best to process what he had told you, trying to drown Penelope and Morgan out as you think it over. ('Maybe that wasn't the best way to tell him!' 'But I summed it up nicely!' 'Look at him! You've broken him!').
"Are you okay?" You look up at JJ.
"I got shot in the head." JJ nods, "And it bounced off."
"Yep, like your head is made of metal or something," Morgan says.
"It bounced off?"
"It just- pew-" Derek pushes a finger towards his head until it pokes his forehead and makes the motion of it flying off.
"Okay, everyone wait outside," Hotch declares, seeing the panic on your face. It takes a moment, but soon enough it's just you and Hotch. "How are you feeling?"
"This is a lot."
Hotch nods.
"I nearly died."
He nods again.
"It bounced off my head, Hotch. Bounced."
He nods once more.
"What the fuck."
He huffs a laugh at that one.
"I'm gonna have such a cool scar," You realise. "What if I'm dead and this is just the afterlife?"
Hotch gives you a look before he stands up and opens the blinds, giving you the view of Emily, Penelope, Spencer, and Derek all in a heated debate (cough, argument, cough) whilst JJ and Rossi try their best to calm everything down. "This your idea of an afterlife?"
"I don't know, maybe I'm in Hell," You joke.
"You and me both," Hotch snorts.
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