For Day Five of @sterekweek-2018: Scene Stealer! Please enjoy the following 2.3k of actor!Derek and Stiles as the FBI agent tasked with protecting him!
Stiles really hates his job.
“Him?! He looks as though he doesn’t weigh 150 pounds sopping wet! I could take him blindfolded with one arm tied behind my back! Seriously, this whole protection detail thing is ridiculous, and we are losing light. Just drop it and let me do my job.”
Derek Hale might be the sexiest man alive according to People and a very talented actor to boot according to the Oscar Academy who gave him a nomination three years in a row, but as far as Stiles is concerned he is a stuck up asshole who deserves whatever’s coming at him. Judging by the expression on the face of the production company’s representative, she might just agree.
“Mr Hale, you can do your job as soon as you let Mr Stilinski do his. The producers were very clear on that. We are taking those threats extremely seriously and you should, too. If you cannot cooperate, we will have no choice but to terminate your contact and cast another actor.”
That seems to be the trick because Hale doesn’t stop glowering, but he does nod and bite out:
“That will not be necessary. Is that all now?”
And without waiting for an answer, nor sparing Stiles a single glance, he storms out.
“Do you think he forgot this is actually his trailer?” Stiles asks conversationally and then follows the bane of his existence. At least for the coming weeks.
Tag: actor!derek
I’m getting a really strong model vibe, personally, and this is the footage from a photoshoot where Stiles is the photographer’s assistant who has a really terrible and ill-advised crush on model/actor Derek Hale.
“See Me” | Mature | Chapters ¾ | 17,030 words
Derek Hale, one of the most popular movie stars, is an
asshole. Or so Stiles thinks. He’s got this whole sexy playboy routine
going with it, but then Stiles will catch a glimpse of the man
underneath and it piques his interest – holds his attention. Stiles is
determined to figure him out.Stiles Stilinski, a hard-working personal assistant, is annoying as
hell. Or so Derek says. He’s stubborn, and loud, and unfairly
considerate sometimes that Derek just wants to strangle him (read: kiss
him). But he’s one of the first people who seems to be willing to learn
the man he is underneath a Hollywood persona. Derek hopes he sticks
around.For the @sterekgala event, day 9, Fake/Pretend.
AU where actor Derek Hale is being interviewed at a movie premiere and a question about his blossoming relationship with one Stiles Stilinski has got him (more than) a little bit insecure.
26 Sterek
26. “According to US Weekly, we’re married.” Also on ao3!
“According to US Weekly, we’re married.”
Stiles punctuated his statement by slapping down a copy of the offending tabloid magazine on Derek’s coffee table, none too gently. The table wobbled a bit from the amount of force he used, a steaming cup of coffee nearly spilling all over the table.
Beaming up at him from the glossy front page of the magazine was a blown up picture of him and Derek on the set between shoots. It was slightly blurred around the edges thanks to being zoomed in on so very much, proving just how much of an invasion of privacy it was.
He couldn’t know for sure who had taken the photo, the article not disclosing the photographer, but Stiles had a sneaking suspicion of who it was nonetheless. He would have bet anything it was that creepy little snake Matt Daehler, the disgusting paparazzo who had made a name for himself by stalking celebrities and their families.
For the past few weeks, he had caught glimpses of someone slinking around behind the scenes, the hairs on the back of his neck rising whenever he did. Just a few days ago his suspicions that it was Daehler had been confirmed when he witnessed him lurking around one of the sets.
And now a picture of him and Derek was being circulated nationwide, various tabloids and newspapers hosting articles speculating about it. The picture was even being discussed on talk and morning shows that apparently had nothing else to talk to.
He folded his arms over his chest and raised an unamused, expectant brow at Derek who merely blinked up at him. When Derek failed to say anything, Stiles gestured emphatically down at the magazine.
In the picture, Derek was wearing one of his outfits for the movie: a dark navy blue waxed cotton jacket over a black sweater, dark jeans, black boots, black sunglasses…and a wedding ring. It was crucial to the role he was playing, the movie focusing on a single father raising his daughter while struggling with depression and PTSD.
It was sure to be a classic, full of emotional scenes highlighting the everyday challenges of life with mental illness, centering on the main character, Tyler, learning how to juggle his own issues along with his daughter’s. Rather than glorify or romanticize both Tyler’s mental illnesses and his self-care, the film explored the nitty gritty truth of depression and PTSD and suicidal thoughts.
However, while Derek’s wedding ring was necessary for the movie, the matching ring on Stiles’ hand was not.
Sterek Famous!AU
Stiles sleeps with guy he met at the club only to see his picture plastered on a new billboard outside his apartment two days later. The Derek he slept with is none other than Derek Hale, famed Calvin Klein model, up and coming actor, and Sexiest Man of the Fucking Year. Within a week, Stiles sees Derek’s picture on People magazine sneaking out of his apartment. After Stiles confronts Derek, he convinces Stiles to give him a chance. Leaving Stiles to decide if he wants to date someone firmly set in the limelight or live his life without Derek.
How is this my life?
Omg!
Movie star Derek Hale hosting Saturday Night Live as a part of the press tour for his new Superman movie and falling ass over elbows for up and coming performer and writer for the show, Stiles Stilinski.
They spend all week working in close proximity and by the end of the week they’ve almost kissed at least 6 times. Derek ends up kissing him on live television at the end of the show while the credits roll because he can’t help it himself.
Sterek September
29. Sterek Actors AU Aesthetic for @westpharaoh
The thing I like a lot about acting is I’ll never learn enough. I’ll never know it inside and out. ~ Dylan O’Brien
sterek olympics au
I took the simone biles + zac efron thing (x)(x) and sterek-ed it (with a few creative liberties…)
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“So, Stiles, we’re getting to the end of our interview now, and I just
have one more question for you.”“Shoot,” Stiles says, grinning.
“Is it true that you have a bit of a crush on a certain actor by the
name of Derek Hale.”Stiles blushes and he’s sure it’s picked up by the several cameras on
him currently. “Oh man, I wouldn’t call it a crush,” he hedges, rubbing at his
chin, “I just think he’s really good. I mean, who doesn’t, but yeah, um…”The crowd’s laughing and Stiles turns around the see that the screen
behind him is showing a compilation of seemingly every tweet he’s ever written
about Derek Hale. He buries his face in his hands and groans, which makes the
audience laugh.“I’m so embarrassed right now,” he mumbles, though of course the mic
clipped to him picks it up.The host laughs good-naturedly. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed
about. Who here has a crush on Derek?” she throws to the crowd. There’s a lot
of cheering and screaming, so at least Stiles can console himself that he’s not
alone in his appreciation for Derek’s form. Acting form. Like talent. Not like,
body form.“Me too, me too.” The host turns back to Stiles, who has emerged from
behind his hands, cheeks still pink (he can see them nice and big on the
screens around the studio). “Well, we have a little surprise for you, Stiles.
If you want to turn to the screen.”Stiles turns, a little (a lot) worried.
His tweets disappear and there is a second of blackness before a video
recording starts playing.“Oh my god!” Stiles shouts, and actually jumps out of his chair before
he can tell himself to contain his reaction.“Hi Stiles, this is Derek Hale,” the video starts. Derek’s sitting on a
couch in what is probably his living room, staring right at the camera so it
looks like he’s staring right at Stiles. Stiles is melting a little on the
inside and sweating a lot on the outside to show that.On screen, Derek waves, and Stiles, like the giant dork he is, waves
back enthusiastically. There are some laughs from the audience but Stiles is so
transfixed by cataloguing everything he can see in the frame that it doesn’t
faze him like it did a minute ago. “I just want to wish you all the best for
the Olympics. I’ll be cheering for you, and crossing my fingers for a medal. Go
Team USA, and good luck, Stiles.”The video ends on a freeze frame of Derek smiling gorgeously at Stiles–
at the camera.“Do I get a copy of that?” Stiles asks the host, to more laughter from
the audience.“You sure do,” she says, “and I’d check your twitter when you get home
too.”
oh my I would be super happy if you’d write something with one of them being a famous actor+established relationship and some kind of coming out together as a family+dealing with the pappz. have a great day and congrats to so many followers 😚
Since
Derek can remember, he’s wanted to be an actor. No other reason but
the fact that he always wanted to be other people while still being
himself, to justify his feelings. It took him a long time to work up
the courage to pursue it, but at nineteen, with luck and the help of
some of Laura’s friends, he got his first job.It’s not
the easiest job, and he loathes
not being able to go to his mom’s birthday because he’s on the other
side of the world at some fancy event, but it’s all worth it. He’s finally doing what he loves.What
he dos not love
though, is having to deal with asshole journalists and close minded
TV presenters. God, that he wished he could avoid.“Julie
was nice, you remember her, right?” Isaac says for the tenth time.
“And she’s pretty too.”Derek
glares at him, and then at Lydia. “Fifteen minutes.” He grits
out.She
raises an eyebrow, but smiles like she’s just won a big prize.
“Thirty.”“Twenty.”
“Deal.”
She says, turning around to go fetch the journalist, while Derek
collapses on the couch and accepts a bottle of water from Isaac.“Do
you think she would give me her number?”Derek
snorts, despite himself. “Good luck with that.” He still
remembers the last guy Lydia dated – the asshole is never getting a
job in Hollywood ever again. “Just never cheat on her.”“Like
I would.” Isaac scoffs, smiling at he watches Lydia walk back into
the room. “Good luck with that.”
He points out as the reporter following Lydia waves excitedly.“Thanks.”
Derek sighs. Here it goes.
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