Seeing Hoechlin with his salt and pepper beard got me thinking about Derek Hale with beard mascara (That’s a thing, look it up) and then…
Like, Derek turns 30 and the pack is off doing god knows what at college, when one day he finds a grey hair in his beard and he gets so fucking insecure so he buys the beard mascara and he covers it all up.
Then one day, suddenly, Stiles is in his loft after he’s taken a shower and he walks out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist and Stiles says, “Are those grey hairs?”
And Derek’s heart starts pounding because it’s Stiles and he didn’t want Stiles to see that, not just because Stiles likes to make jokes and poke fun at him but also because Derek might like Stiles a little. Or a lot.
And he says, “Let it go, Stiles.”
But Stiles, being Stiles, doesn’t listen and gets all up in his space and cups Derek’s face and tilts it and Derek knows what he’s seeing, grey hairs glinting in the light. He has to concentrate to hold his claws back and he’s so ready for Stiles to make a joke about becoming an old man, fucking tensed for it when Stiles says, “Oh my god, that is both hot and adorable.”
Which, what. What. That hadn’t been at all what Derek had been expecting, but now Stiles is staring at him, mouth open and pupils blown and Derek wants to kiss him so bad. So he does, and again, and again, and he laughs when Stiles runs his fingers through his beard, trying to find the grey hairs by touch, and Stiles laughs with him.
– the end –
Tag sterek au
Anyone wanna write this?
Since it worked so well the last time I made a ficcy thoughts post, I’m hopeful maybe THIS will find a home too.
I was trying to fall asleep last night when I started thinking about the scene in S1 when Kate brings Allison to see her little plaything, Derek, when she’s got him tied up and tortured. It doesn’t go anything like it did in canon, though. This time, that’s where things change.
Allison figures out it’s Derek HALE, the guy that politely – if silently – drove her home when Scott got sick at that party. That party on the full moon. And Allison realizes pretty quickly this must mean that Derek has exquisite control considering he’s a WEREWOLF. So she makes a quick decision and knocks Kate out when her back is turned (she’s cranking up the electricity again).
Derek is being TORTURED and the good guys don’t do that. Which means that not only is Aunt Kate not a good guy, but she thinks ALLISON would also be okay with being a bad guy just because… what? Because Derek’s eyes glow and he’s a bit harder to manicure?
Allison doesn’t know what to do once she turns off the electricity because Derek passes out and Kate… needs to be stopped. Allison ties Kate up and then calls the only person she can think of who might be able to give answers and help her. Obv not her family, bc if Kate is evil, they might be too. She calls Stiles.
AHAHAHAHHAA MY FRIEND GOT IN TROUBLE FOR “DESTRUCTION OF GOVERMENT PROPERTY” GUESS WHAT SHE DID?? SHE GAVE HER HUSBAND A HICKEY. HER HUSBAND IS A MARINE, THE HICKEY WAS VISIBLE WHILE HE WAS IN UNIFORM, SO SHE GOT A CALL SAYING “YOU HARMED GOVERNMENT PROPERTY, DON’T DO IT AGAIN” I’M DYING
Someone fic this please
You know what I need but can’t seem to find anywhere? Stiles and his dad having a super great relationship and loving each other even more fiercely once it’s just the two of them. I don’t mean just emotionally. I mean I want the two of them to have traditions that they never break.
Like watching every Mets game together. They always make sure to plan for it because they haven’t missed one in years.
(Because I like little hints of the newest season I’m gonna add this one in) Sheriff calling Stiles ‘Mischief’ when it’s just the two of them and Stiles has had a bad day or just needs reminding that he’s very much loved.
Stiles being unafraid to curl up against his dad’s side on the couch because he’s tactile and his dad is and will always be a safe place for him.
Stiles falling asleep with his dad on the couch because neither of them have good sleep habits. (It’s something Stiles gets from his dad and you can pry that from my cold dead hands)
Basically Stiles growing up being cuddled and loved by his parents and his dad takes to it even more after his mom is gone because he never wants his son to think he’s not loved. And Stiles likes how safe it makes him feel when his dad is right there and he knows he’s not dreaming.
And just for kicks let’s add in Derek.
Derek who grew up in a house of tactile wolves and humans. Derek who was part of so many puppy piles growing up. Derek who cuddles Stiles because Stiles makes him feel happy and loved. Stiles knowing how to cuddle Derek because he’s been on the receiving end of so many cuddles and is happy to use his expertise for good.
Derek who respects that Stiles and his dad have commitments to each other and tries to not intrude even though both of them have said he can stay. Derek giving in and snuggling up to Stiles during the Mets game. Stiles feeling like the safest person in the world because he’s got his dad and Derek on either side. Sheriff constantly patting Derek’s shoulders or cupping the back of his neck because he knows how much touch means to the boy but doesn’t want to overwhelm him.
Basically give me a little happy family with Stiles and Derek being loved and supported by the sheriff and having all the cuddles because dammit these boys deserve it.
Dylan O’brien’s self soothing tendencies give me life
Give me all the fics with Stiles having/developing little self-soothing tics like this.
Maybe it started after his mom got sick and he missed her when she was in the hospital, only to intensify when she died and he knew he’d never have her gentle touches ever again.
When the supernatural shit hits the fan and he’s thrown into a world where he could be hurt or killed (or worse – his dad or loved ones could be hurt or killed) Stiles notices the pack making comments about the way he strokes his own chin, plays with his hair or touches his own mouth. He never really consciously thought about it before but he realises what he’s doing and when he sees Derek tracking the movement he feels suddenly self conscious.
He feels silly and childish needing this reassurance, and humiliated that he has to give it to himself. The rest of the pack have their girlfriends or boyfriends who give them reassurance. Scott has his mom. Stiles has his dad, but he’s not in the know, and so he’s not there in those moments when they get threatened or in the wake of fights.
So, I’m too tired for plot. But let’s get to the good stuff.
Because Derek notices, and Derek knows what it means to have lost those easy touches. He knows what it is to be starved of touch, to be without those essential tactile signs of care and affection. And he’s not good with his words, he let that skill dwindle, but touch? That’s what he’s known since he was born, and for Stiles’ sake he can risk the terrifying vulnerability of reaching out. Stiles has been the first to step forward for him in so many moments, he’s earned that much from Derek at least.
Derek starts with small touches, usually in moments of stress. Gripping Stiles’ shoulder when he sees his eyes getting panicky when they find the latest body in the woods. Picking him up and brushing dirt off him when he’s knocked down in a fight.
Somehow it escalates and Derek finds himself letting his hand rest on Stiles’ back to guide him into the loft, letting their knees brush against each other during rare quiet pack movie nights.
And Stiles? Stiles leans into these touches, notices Derek’s sudden increase in physical contact. His mind runs a mile a minute trying to figure out what Derek means by it all. But in the actual moments of contact his mind is blissfully quiet, soothed, relaxed.
Maybe one night they are watching a movie. Or Derek is sitting next to him while he searches online for clues on how to kill the latest horror. But between one moment and the next Derek’s hand goes from resting on the back on Stiles’ chair (he can feel the warmth from Derek’s arm even when they aren’t touching) to playing with the curls of hair at the nape of Stiles’ neck. (Because Stiles’ hair is all grown out and lovely, okay?).
And Stiles is kind of shocked because this is next level touching now, right? He’s not over-egging this. But when he glances at Derek for a clue, Derek is still reading what’s on the screen. This touching thing has gone from intentional exploratory brushes, to unconsciously seeking out contact with Stiles. He figures Derek probably needs this as much as him, so Stiles braves resting his free hand on Derek’s knee. From the corner of his eye he can see the blush rise on Derek’s cheekbones.
For once, Stiles just smiles to himself and is content to wait. Because he thinks if he gives it time, they might just figure out what they really mean to each other, and he thinks Derek is 100% worth the patience.
An emissary’s main job has always been to keep a pack connected to their humanity. However, as a group of bold hunters learn the hard way after capturing feral werewolves living far away from civilisation, the Hale pack’s emissary has barely any humanity in himself to begin with.
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