When Stiles told him he was a cabaret performer he certainly wasn’t expecting this, and now Derek doesn’t know what to do with himself.
Because Stiles is a drag queen and about the hottest person Derek has ever seen in his life.
Or; the one where Stiles is a
drag queencabaret performer and Derek somehow ends up being his makeup artistexecutive assistant.
It took me an embarrassingly long time to finish (and not even color) because of my schedule and the amount of homework. But this fic was amazing and made me all happy and tingly inside. So there :)
I haven’t been able to get anything out drawing wise in ages.. ugh. How do I art?
Have some scribbly Stiles for now, I need to work up to something bigger D:
“You may talk. And I may listen. And miracles might happen.” — Ernest Hemingway
I was with one foot in my bed, but then I missed puppy piles…