Okay, so, I was thinking about Stiles bring the researcher of the pack. He’s the one on the internet at all hours, looking things up, chasing down theories, combing through texts. They trust him to figure it out, and he’s good at it. Good at deciphering fact from fiction, good at separating legends based in truth from those meant to scare or titulate.
His research is what uncovers the truth of Scott’s new powers, and eventually, when Derek and his betas and Stiles and his friends are all pack, it’s Stiles’ keen research abilities that keep them on top of the supernatural threats and weirdness. He finds stuff that Derek doesn’t know, didn’t get a chance to learn. He helps Derek be a better Alpha (through this growing process, they obviously fall in love).
But, where does the information come from? The good stuff. The info that’s harder to come by, but so accurate it’s a little scary and a lot appreciated.
Answer: The majority of it comes from Talia Hale (and some from Laura, a little from Derek’s father and grandparents; basically, most of the relevant werewolf resources available are written by Derek’s family).
Weres are notoriously secretive, with good reason, of course. So for every online support group post for young weres, they purposely put a half dozen kooky theories and shitty “exclusive photos” to protect themselves. But at some point, the Hale family realized they were powerful, and that they had a responsibility along with that power.
So, they started writing journals. Lengthy volumes that they later digitized, detailing the finer points of building a pack, becoming a leader, how to protect your territory and defend against a litany of monsters. There’s a book that is essentially a letter from Talia to her children, full of little life lessons and family history. There are spells and runes for protection and healing. Stories about how to live among humans undetected, and cautionary tales detailing why that is necessary.
Laura writes about surviving receiving Alpha status after trauma, and how to balance pack dynamics and sibling relationships. About leaving your home behind and starting over, sharing territory with unfamiliar packs and negotiating for space, befriending other Alphas and playing politics.
There are volumes about the important role of humans in packs. How werewolves don’t always have were offspring, and how to include and protect non-were pack members, as well as some written by human members of the pack on adjusting to were behaviour and supporting and understanding your pack family.
These resources, the ones by the Hale pack, always just feel right when Stiles finds them; they feel like truth. He eventually recognizes that these things all came from the same source, different voices, but a unifying narrative, a feeling of honesty and it just works out, feels like advice from a trusted source.
He eventually even recognizes the bullshit stuff that the Hales put out there, they’re the funniest out there. They’re snarky and tongue in cheek, obviously written to poke fun at anyone who would buy it. Stiles appreciates the artfully constructed urban legends and their subtle sarcasm.
I don’t know if I even need them to discover that the wisdom they’ve been guided by, the information that has allowed them to become a strong pack, to grow together and thrive, has been from Derek’s family. Of course, it’d be beautiful if they did. Maybe Derek finds an old notebook of his mom’s and shows it to Stiles, who immediately recognizes the writing style and just gasps. He starts shaking and there are tears, and Derek is concerned and holding his arm, and Stiles just says “I need to show you something,” as he fumbles to open his computer and show Derek the parallels between the notebook and his saved references.
Just. Derek Hale getting to have his family’s guidance as he struggles with their loss and his crazy life in BH, through the unlikely but brilliant and compassionate conduit of Stiles Stilinski.
(Eventually, they use the resources to help them through raising babies)
Awww, that’s so sad but so sweet at the same time. I can just imagine big, brooding Derek quietly asking Stiles if he can hold his hand when they’re out at a fair, or shyly asking if he can kiss Stiles.
Stiles never says “Duh” or “Stop asking” because he knows what happened to Derek in the past and he knows what it means to Derek, so every time Derek asks for affection Stiles smiles and says, “Please do.”
(My heart is melting over this! Thank you so much for sending it in!)
These pics make me think Sterek. (Because almost everything does.)
I had the thought that maybe Derek is not really kinky in any sense. Like, he’ll indulge Stiles in almost anything, and will happily join in the fun for Stiles’ sake on a fairly regular basis, but for his own sake, a good vanilla fuck is really all he needs. But then maybe he gets into photograhy as a hobby, just as a general thing, taking pictures of puppies or flowers or, you know, aesthetics.
And then of course Stiles has to go and make a filthy suggestion to bring it into the bedroom, and ohhhh okay yes, Derek could be a fan.
But he can’t just take a filthy, shaky phone cam pic of Stiles’ lubed hole stuffed full of dick like any ol horndog, nooo, it has to be all composition and lighting and goddamn technical things, and for fuck’s sake, Derek, we’re trying to get off, here!
So, okay, for Stiles the whole thing is pretty damn boring, and he regrets all the life choices that brought them to this, because his boner wilts the longer Derek fiddles with settings and moves them around to catch the light, but somehow Derek’s dick never really goes down. Stiles blames werewolf stamina, ugh, fuckers. Stiles just reaches a point where it’s just -sigh- okay, look, do your thing, I’m gonna put on my hoodie now, cause it’s cold as balls in here, and it’s not like we’re moving much to heat up anymore. And I might as well do my studying while you finish up back there, k? k.
So he’ll literally just be hanging there, wondering if this is how omegas feel in all those knotting fics, while Derek is doing his thing. And Stiles only complains a little bit, because he DID ask Derek, repeatedly, on a regular basis, if there was anything kinky HE’D like to try, and if this turns out to be the answer, then Stiles can deal, he’s an accepting boyfriend.
But the thing is, Derek really does get off on it. The more perfect he gets the shot, the more he really captures the beauty of Stiles’ back, his gorgeous ass, even his slightly disgruntled face? The harder he gets, and by the time he’s finally happy with the shot, and manages to fire off a few frames, catching it just right? That’s when he tosses the camera aside and fucks Stiles through the goddamn floor, and OKAY, Stiles is back in the game, totally approving of this, 100%.
At least right up until the next time he spends 20 mins on hold while his boner deflates. Oh well. He can learn to live with it. Derek went along with the Han Solo roleplay, Stiles can deal with this.
This is clearly Derek, Michael, and Brandon Hale. They were pretty much inseparable during their childhood and spend a ton of time avoiding Laura, Cora, and Nora because those three were vicious and scary.
They built a ‘Boys Only’ treehouse one summer because Laura had claimed the living room as a ‘Girls Only’ space and whenever they would come home from college the three of them would meet there and catch up.
Stiles actually went to college with Michael (who is painfully straight) and one summer he came to visit and Derek just about lost it when he pulled himself into the treehouse and saw a guy who looked like sex on a stick licking a popsicle and hanging out with Mike.
And you bet your ass Mike smelled the interest coming off his brother and teased him relentlessly about it.
And Derek thought that Stiles wasn’t into him because Stiles grew up around werewolves and he learned how to mask his scent, but he did whine to Mike about how hot his older brother was.
You bet your ass Michael told everyone in the family that Stiles likes Derek, but he didn’t tell Derek. The Hale family took bets that summer about when and how they would finally get together.
Brandon won the pot (645$). It was on the 4th of July, Stiles was eating yet another popsicle and Derek finally broke down and growled as Stiles put the entire thing into his mouth. He found them the next day in the treehouse and everyone had to stay away from it for almost a week before it stopped smelling like sex.
Derek: “Come on, Stiles, we were meant to leave five minutes ago.”
Stiles: “Derek, let me see that shirt you’re wearing.”
Derek: *sighs and takes off his shirt, tossing it to Stiles*
Stiles: *puts on Derek’s shirt and walks out of the apartment*
Me: (slams palms on table & stares into your soul)
Me: But have you considered bottom!Derek with a praise kink, lately? Stiles being firm yet oh so gentle, awakening pieces of Derek that he never realized laid dormant. Slowly arranging them in place with determination & love, making him feel appreciated & loved not only tactilely & verbally, but also on another plane of existence. So that the stars bursting through the abyss behind Derek’s eyelids align themselves in constellations which spell out
“I AM good”
“I AM worthy”
“I AM loved”
yea so fic where Stiles and Derek start doing it, probably in a whatever relationship. But so the point is after the first time Derek sees Stiles naked Stiles no longer cares when and how Derek sees him naked.
Stiles who does not like wearing clothes apparently and who also has a habit of casually touching himself. Stiles’ complete and utter delight if he learns second hand that Derek is dying of arousal.
Also it probably gets worse after that because stiles starts wearing clothes more but he’s always horny. Even more so than usual.
slut for fic where Derek has trouble keeping up with Stiles’ libido, but very much trying to.
esp if that’s how he finds out derek likes bottoming
After dying and evolving into a full wolf, Derek leaves Beacon Hills behind. And sometime after so does Stiles. His friends leave to go to college; Stiles leaves to go find the man that has been haunting his mind ever since he looked back in that critical night in Mexico and gave him a last glance, a silent plea that this time, just one more time, they’d both make it out alive just like they always did. Derek is surprised when Stiles finds him but shows no resistance when Stiles tells him he wants to join him; he missed Stiles if he was being completely honest with himself. Sometime after Stiles sugests that maybe they should do something with all of their knowledge of the supernatural to make the world a safer place. Now they hunt monsters who threaten ordinary people’s lives and little by little, they realize they have found love in one another. (listen)
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