Derek has no idea why, but Stiles has this really horrible, absolutely unconscious habit of fondling himself. All the time. In public, in private, it doesn’t matter.
Really, this is probably at least partially Derek’s fault. Because he didn’t somehow stop Stiles’ behavior back when he’d had the chance, and the kid apparently never learned not to touch himself in public. So now he’s doing it enough that random people are taking videos of him fondling his junk in his university classes. Oh god.
Stiles gets a tattoo when he turns eighteen. Derek notices. Quietly.
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The tattoo is vein-like and strange, but it’s so very…right. It’s not necessarily a picture, but free-flowing lines that wind around his arm and dip and dance around his scars. It makes him feel free, makes him feel powerful.
He goes in for his second tattoo when he’s about to leave for school in Southern California.
It’s not so much of a second one as a continuation. He decides that, though the pattern isn’t of branches it acts like them, so he branches it down over his shoulder and down to the center of his back, kind of like draping a toga. At the center of his back the lines concentrate and sort of circle. He adds a splash of jade-shaded almond shapes and feels stronger somewhere deep inside.
Stiles and Derek act like a couple. But they’re not. Seriously! Derek has a boyfriend and Stiles has a girlfriend. They’re just friends, overly-attached and possessive friends, but that’s it. Right?
Kink meme fill: Established relationship. After someone flirts with Stiles, Derek needs to show him who he belongs to by fucking him in a room full of mirrors so he can see himself stretched open. Bonus points if Derek forces Stiles to watch as his hole is stretched to accommodate Derek’s knot.
Stiles is 27 now, with a master’s degree and a career and a house and a serious boyfriend and a life in San Francisco that doesn’t include Derek. But then Stiles unexpectedly shows back up in Beacon Hills, and Derek would recognize that scent anywhere.
Stiles wiggled a bit to adjust the fit of his skinny jeans and winced slightly. There was a fine line between paint and pants and he was pretty sure that line had frowned at him in disapproval two sizes back. He popped a few breath mints and resisted the urge to run nervous hands through his hair lest he ruin all of Lydia’s hard work. Stiles took a deep breath, sent up a prayer, and stepped into line at Howl, the most underground of underground nightclubs that Beacon Hills had to offer.
Not that Beacon Hills had any other underground nightclubs but still, Stiles was there, ready to unleash his inner beast and walk on the wild side.
He expected relief, a bone deep feeling of peace and contentment, whole hearted acceptance and soul freeing joy. Actually, given the last few years of Derek’s life saying he expected anything good is a bit of an overstatement. Derek had hoped though. He’d hoped that when he felt that connection, was overcome by that urge to touch and mark and claim, and finally found his mate it would be a new beginning, a sign of better things to come.
Instead he found Stiles –hahaha hell no you can’t know my first name-Stilinski and he’s the complete and total opposite of what Derek thought he wanted in a mate.
Stiles, fed up with Derek’s I-Ruin-Fun attitude, skips out on the pack meeting. Meanwhile Derek, tired of pushing Stiles away, decides to let his wolf take control in order to secure his mate by his side. One-shot.
“Jesus, we really are some kind of fucked up, aren’t we, just completely toxic to each other.”
(Or the one where Derek and Stiles are assholes and Stiles gets Scott caught up in the middle of their shit. But it’s all good, because Scott’s an asshole, too.)
“I’m sorry we’re doing what?!” Stiles was incredulous. They couldn’t be serious. Really they couldn’t be. Lydia and Erica were staring at him in amusement. They must be joking.
“Yes Stiles,” They replied in ominous harmony. “We’re going clubbing.”
“I’m looking at you and hearing clubbing but my head is saying no they can’t mean that. They can’t mean let’s take a group of adolescent werewolves, who can barely contain themselves on a good day! to a club, with people. Real people. But it’s okay. Because I know Derek would never agree to this.”
“Actually,” Lydia looked evil, with the current smirk she was sporting, “Actually he already did.”
Stiles would rather be at home playing X-Box than attending the ceremony inaugurating the Wolf nation’s sovereignty over the Argent kingdom, but he’s the Sheriff’s son so those are the breaks. What he doesn’t expect is the feral werewolf Prince Derek AKA The Beast to take an interest in him.
He was alone with the Beast. His heart started pounding its way up into his throat. A burst of static came from his cell phone. “Scott! Oh my god! He’s here! The Hale Beast is here with me and I’m alone and no one is here to witness when he kills me…to death!”
Derek gets hit by a witch’s curse and is confined to his loft as his uncle searches for a cure and Isaac stands guard. But as the curse grows worse and Derek’s obsession with a certain pale skinned person becomes increasingly intense, how long can the team keep Derek and Stiles apart, especially when Stiles decides to take matters into his own hands?
Oh my goodness, you are so right @voldeturtle. I thought ‘eh this’ll be easy.’ but there really aren’t very many X-Men AUs! Get busy fandom. Here’s our tag if you want to go through that as well. And i think maybe the Sky High fic is the one where they are in High School. – Anastasia
When
Peter was a child, he realized he had the ability to tell people what
to do. To make them see things that weren’t there and remember things
that didn’t happen. And when he grew older he used it to run away from
the people who had figured out what he was.
(2/? I 6,224 I Not Rated I Sterek, Scallison I X-Men Movies, High School AU)
Derek
enrolls to Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters after an incident at
his old school. Getting lost on literally his first day, Derek meets
another student who helps him get to his first class. After a series of
funny and emotional events, something bad happens, making Derek’s new
group of friends have to rely on each other’s strengths to negate their
own weaknesses.
(1/1 I 7,456 I Sterek, Scallison, Berica I Sky High AU)
Scott’s
a freshman at Sky High, along with his best friends Stiles and Isaac.
On his first day, he realises he has an archenemy: Derek Hale. By the
end of the week, Scott’s discovered his superpower, is dating the most
popular girl at school, and everything seems to be perfect. Even though
he hardly sees Stiles and Isaac anymore.
Stiles
is a freshman at Sky High, and on his first day, he is put on the
Sidekick track with both Isaac and Scott. By the end of his first week,
Scott’s spending all of his time with the supposedly perfect Allison, so
Stiles and Isaac make friends with Derek Hale, Erica Reyes, and
(first-name unknown) Boyd. (Friends is kind of a loosely applied term.)
Derek
is a junior at Sky High, and only has friends because Erica’s too pushy
to leave him alone, and where she goes, Boyd’s not far behind. His
first day back finds him staring at Scott McCall, the son of the super
that put his uncle in Beacon Hills Penitentiary. (He’s not staring at
McCall’s friend, no matter what Erica thinks, even though he can recite
how many moles he has within ten minutes.)
“Maybe this time next year, I’ll be able to make it snow for us to make a real snowman.”
She’s
joking, of course – as if she could really become that powerful in a
single year – but Scott’s nod is completely serious. “I bet you will,”
he says, without a hint of mockery in his voice. “You’re way cooler than
you let on, Kira Yukimura.”
Her face abruptly heats. He knows her full name. “Well, if the ice guy says I’m cool, then I guess it must be true.”
Scott laughs.
(Or,
a superpowers AU where they’re basically the X-Men in training, Kira is
the new girl at the Institute, and Scott makes cool things out of ice.)
(4/? I 11,018 I Mature I Sterek, Scisaac, Scallison I X-Men/Heroes)
It’s in the eyes. Windows to the soul, they say.
There’s
the guy who falls endlessly through pools of memories, lies, and
emotions against his will. The kid with the sly smile who walks with the
wolves. The brown haired boy who can mend the broken. To some, it’s
been a part of their whole lives, their very existence. For others, it
comes suddenly, sometimes when the time is right and sometimes when the
time is hopelessly wrong.
Scott wanted to be a superhero. Stiles wanted to be free. And Derek, well, Derek just wanted a friend.
(7/7 I 32,491 I Teen I Sterek, Scallison, Berica I High School AU)
Our
protagonists are attending Beacon Hills Academy, an institution for
‘specials’. They’ve been detected early on, and some of them are showing
spectacular abilities already. The Hales are a genetic mystery all
together. Stiles, however, despite having being singled out as a kid, is
nothing special. And he knows it.
Circumstances and people – read Peter – conspire to put Stiles and Derek together. Changes ensue.
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