Tag: sterek headcanons

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worldofshea:

dorkgansey:

okay but which person in your otp takes the occasional cool shower to relax and which one joins them expecting sexy times only to receive an unpleasant surprise

Derek takes the cool shower because he finds it relaxing since his temperature is a little above normal and Stiles comes home after along day at work and hears the shower on and he’s just so exhausted and the best way for him to relax is of course Derek, so he heads to their shared bathroom not really intending on sexy times but hey if it happens well he has no problems with that, he just wants to be with Derek right now. So he undresses on the way to bathroom, leaving a line of clothes behind him so by time he gets to the the bathroom he’s naked and all this time he hasn’t said anything but Derek heard him so he has been waiting for him and has stepped away from the spray so Stiles has to get in on that side with the spray and so when Stiles does get in , expecting warmth and his beautiful boyfriend smiling at him, he is met with cold water and his beautiful boyfriend smirking at him and Stiles kinda flails and is like “OMG! Derek!” and he almost falls but Derek catches him and reaches around to turn the water to a warmer setting but it’s to late and Stiles is slightly cold so he tells Derek exactly that and Derek just winks at him and pulls him close and says “I’ll keep you warm. Always.” Then they stare at each other with soft smiles, talk about there day while washing each other, and then afterwards slow amazing sexy time happens.
@crossroadswrite @pale-silver-comb or anyone else want to add something? I’m not really good at this, it’s actually the first thing I’ve written for sterek.

@worldofshea you’re doing fine, nothing to add this is beautiful

barlowstreet:

I have this idea I’d like to write one day where Derek runs a home daycare, made up of his nieces and nephews and the various itty bitties the pack has, and most of them are supernatural or supernatural-adjacent.

Until one day Stiles’ daycare closes suddenly and he desperately needs somewhere for his llittle one to go and like runs into Derek at the park with this hoard of small children and is like “you are one fertile dude” until Derek explains.

And suddenly there’s one more addition to Derek’s daycare because Derek doesn’t know how to explain the whole werewolf deal.

And then kisses and babies and stuff.

gfdisterek:

captain-snark:

Anyone else casually think about Derek being the first person to fuck Stiles? And like Derek doesn’t know at first because Stiles doesn’t offer up the info and Derek doesn’t ask. 

He asks everything else, even though it definitely happens pretty quickly. Not the kind of quickly where everything happens because Death is either imminent or just narrowly avoided. More the quickly like Stiles helps Derek move into his new apartment and everyone is gone and then suddenly they’re in the bed Stiles helped Derek make an hour ago while Scott put together Derek’s new t.v stand in the living room.

And now they’re, like, hardcore boning in it. 

Things move sort of quick, but it feels like their foreplay was about three years long so it evens out in the end, probably. Stiles has never been with another guy, and he and Malia never really went down that particular road and Stiles has had toys in ass before but 

Derek’s dick is a life changer. Derek’s dick is so good Stiles has flashbacks to when he first discovered how to jerk off. Stiles becoming a little (lot) obsessed with Derek’s dick. More specifically Derek’s dick in his ass. Like, when Derek’s dick is not in his ass Stiles is thinking about the last time it was or when it might be next and the logistics of skipping his last class of the day to go find Derek. 

Sometimes Derek snarks about Stiles never being satisfied but Stiles knows the look Derek gets when he’s hell bent on conquering a challenge. Once Derek made him come twice untouched and then Stiles slept for sixteen hours. Derek never says anything but he looked smug about it. 

Stiles making an offhand comment like ‘not that I have anything to compare it to’ about Derek who realizes oh. Derek gets weird about it for the rest of the evening and Stiles starts to wonder if he should start getting annoyed.

But then later, in bed, Derek is intense in a way he wasn’t even that first time. And after Stiles comes practically shaking apart he says all breathless, “dude, are you trying to ruin everyone else for me?”

Derek just grins down at him before kissing him, hard. 

#Stiles’ virginity is one of Derek’s prized posessions#and he’s a bit of a peacock about it#no one can tell me otherwise (via @anchorsandadderall) 

stucky or sterek and competence kink?

stilesinwonderland:

Most of the time, Derek finds Stiles staring at a book. Sometimes they need him to find lost information on the newest supernatural guest in town, but sometimes he finds out highly detailed information on his own just because he can, and simply because he’s good at it. Damn him.

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“You know, I feel like you use me for my skills just because we’re dating,” Stiles tells him one day. There’s a sticky note stuck to his face and a highlighter in the corner of his mouth, dangling like a cigarette. There has to be 50 books piled onto his desk including many ancient texts. He could very well use his magic to turn pages and search, but he never does; it appears that he enjoys the challenge.

“I do a lot of things just because we’re dating,” Derek ruffles Stiles’s hair, tries not to react oddly from watching him. Really, Derek is staring at the long margins Stiles had made in the book, circled citations, and images drawn from his mind. His fingers move quickly to turn the pages which muddles Derek’s mind a bit more.

It’s frustrating how well Stiles can assert his position to any situation and solve problems for himself. Stiles grunts in success and says, “I’ve found our guy with the glowy skin. I wrote down a sparknotes of myths up to five thousand years ago and possible ways to get rid of him. Generally it’s all really gross but simple stuff, and it doesn’t require any ancient magic, which is always a plus for me.” He smirks as he hands the paper over without so much as looking up from his page, likely understanding why Derek is standing a few steps away and is leaning awkwardly.

Derek clears his throat, looking up to the floor. Stiles laughs, something light and fleeting, and Derek pointedly shuts the door.

terrible-wolf:

strictly-chaotic:

stereka:

AU: #this is totally a family photo that’s hanging on the wall of the stilinski’s house and on derek and stiles’ apartment.

#OH MY GOD THOUGH #CAN YOU IMAGINE THE DAY THIS HAPPENS #AND THE SHERIFF TELLS STILES HE THINKS THEY SHOULD GET A FAMILY PHOTO #A PROPER ONE #AND HE ASKS IF STILES WOULD BE UP FOR THAT#AND THEN IT GOED QUIET AND DEREK LOOKS UP TO SEE THE SHERIFF STARING AT HIM #WHICH IS WHEN DEREK REALISES THE SHERIFF WASN’T TALKING TO JUST STILES #AND HE REALISES HE’S BEING ASKED TO BE IN A FAMILY PHOTO #AND HE KIND OF JUST STARES AND THEN LOOKS TO STILES #WHO ROLLS HIS EYES AND KISSES HIM ON THE FOREHEAD AND SAYS #I KNOW WE’RE NOT THE FAMILY YOU WANT #BUT YOU’RE FAMILY JUST THE SAME AND WE LOVE YOU #AND DEREK DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO SAY #BECAUSE HE NEVER THOUGHT HE’D BE THIS HAPPY AGAIN #SO HE JUST NODS AND BURIES HIS FACE IN STILES’ LAP #AND TRIES NOT TO CRY #(HE TOTALLY FAILS) #BUT STILES FEEDS HIM CAKE AND PETS HIS HAIR AND IT’S ALL GOOD #AND DEREK HAS A FAMILY #A FAMILY WHO LOVE HIM AND CARE ABOUT HIM AND BRING HIM SOUP JUST BECAUSE #AND IT’S PAINFUL BUT WONDERFUL #AND STILES IS ALWAYS RIGHT THERE WITH HIM WHICH IS THE BEST PART OF ALL (via @pale-silver-comb) 

*sobs*

crossroadswrite:

yes but what if stiles didn’t know derek could turn into a full wolf and maybe they bump into each other in the woods, derek in his wolf form, and when stiles sees he’s just a overgrown puppy ust drops to his knees and starts rubbing behind his ears like

whO’S A GOOD BOY WHO’S A GOOD BOY?!! YEAH IT’S YOU YOU’RE THE HANDSOMEST BOY AREN’T YOU YES YOU ARE GOOD PUPPY

and derek doesnt even do anything just sits there  and enjoys the petting and thinks yes. yes i am good boy. thank you.

Can you imagine a Sterek plot where Post S5, Stiles’ fear of not being in touch with everyone comes true so he leaves Beacon Hills and somehow randomly STILL ends up finding Derek in Spain or some other European country (and then Isaac and Jackson randomly appear for shits and giggles).

halekingsourwolf:

Anon I want fics of this. I want so much post s5 or alt!s.5 Sterek, them reuniting, them keeping in touch the whole time Derek’s gone, them being apart and knowing that something’s missing but being oblivious idiots who don’t realize they’re desperate to just hear each others’ voices again…

My favorite headcanon (which you’ve probably all heard to death already) is that Derek is in Europe right now, establishing a new pack with Isaac, Jackson, and Cora. And while I like to think Stiles and Derek are still in touch while Stiles goes into senior year (and that Stiles would seek him out after graduation) I would love a fic where Stiles doesn’t know where Derek is at all and just runs into him in Europe after the McCall pack drifts apart.

Because Stiles had tried to keep them all together, alright? Had planned on the pack going to San Francisco together after graduation, on moving into the next great phase of his life with his little found family all around him. But piece by piece it had started breaking apart, the pack members getting accepted into separate schools, scholarships not coming through in some places, program offers they couldn’t refuse in others… and before Stiles knew it they were all going in different directions, and Stiles was left standing in their dust.

So he defers for a year (it’s not like he didn’t have plenty of his own offers, but he’d put all his focus into the pack and without it he’s really not sure what direction he wants to head in) and decides he might as well be a complete cliche and go backpacking while he figures things out.

He makes his way through France and his mind touches on Isaac more than once, but then what would he even say if he got in contact with the guy? “Hey, we never really got along all that well and the last time we hung out my demonic alter ego had just killed your girlfriend and you fled town over it, but you want to grab a drink or something?”

He doesn’t contact Isaac.

The thing is, though, he starts hearing rumors halfway through Germany, just little things here and there when he touches base with whatever supernatural community happens to be in a given area. (Apparently his “spark” gives off a certain aura that many of the more old-world practitioners can feel just by being close to him – he’s encountered more than one baffled wizard who just can’t believe he’s never had proper training with a spark this strong.)

The rumors vary from place to place, but they all have to do with a wolf pack, new (or very old?) and formidable for its size. Apparently they’re notable because their alpha isn’t even really an alpha – which makes Stiles smile, think of Scott back at the beginning – because they appeared seemingly out of nowhere in a place where ancient bloodlines are everything. Because (from what the obviously exaggerated rumors are saying) the area around London had been practically a Hellmouth of dark supernatural energy for years, that no sensible practitioner had dared live there for generations before the new pack arrived to take control of the land.

(He spits his drink out, laughing, at the thought of Jackson creating a Hellmouth-battling superpack, Accidentally offends the group of gnomes he’d been sharing a drink with, and forgets the rumors when his attention turns to getting out of there fast and alive.)

He’s traveling north through Wales when he first hears the name Hale. It stops him cold, leaves him shivery with a feeling he’s spent too long swallowing down to really recognize.

The new pack claimed the old Hale land.

He doesn’t let himself think too much about it. The Hale pack had moved from England decades ago, it makes sense for some new pack to claim the vacated land. It doesn’t have to mean anything.

But he’s heading straight toward London after that. He thinks maybe he has been for a long time, without really realizing it.

He’s not sure what he was expecting when he gets to London, but whatever it is, he doesn’t find it. There are no big, glowing arrows pointing toward this new pack’s headquarters. No mentions in the newspaper that might broadcast their existence, and everything he hears about them from the magical community is frustratingly second-hand and even more frustratingly unhelpful.

An offhand mention of a dark haired girl saving some people from what sounds like a wendigo. Something about a blond boy – tall and so very sweet – with the scent of a wolf, enrolled in a local college. (Something pings in Stiles’ brain and he earns some very strange looks when he asks if the boy had been wearing a scarf.)

Any outright questions about where the new pack lives, or where the old Hale territory had been, are met with closed-mouth suspicion. A strange human sweeping into town, asking around about a wolf pack? Stiles guesses it probably looks pretty suspicious. And as frustrating as it is, he can’t help but be a little bit pleased to see the supernatural community protecting their own.

He’s not really surprised when Derek finds him at an out of the way pub one night, just slipping onto the barstool next to him and saying “I figured it was you.”

When Stiles looks up he looks just like the image Stiles has been holding onto for all these months: soft beard and sharp features, predator’s eyes that somehow make Stiles feel safe and not scared. He’s not dressed in a leather jacket but it’s still the tail end of summer, so Stiles gives him a pass there.

He looks completely different too, shoulders relaxed in a way Stiles hadn’t known he was physically capable of, his lips curling into a soft smile that seems almost happy. Like sitting here next to Stiles is all Derek could have wanted out of this night.

He lifts his brows questioningly, and Derek goes on:

“Been hearing a lot of rumors about a loud-mouthed American with a spark, running around asking about the Hales.”

And Stiles laughs, feeling strangely free for the first time in ages. Feeling like he’s had a hook dragging in his chest for months now, for over a year, maybe. Pulling at him, leaving him constantly restless in a way he hadn’t even noticed until now. Until he saw Derek sliding onto the stool next to him.

And he realized what he’s been looking for this whole time.