Post by Jujukittychick on Apr 11, 2020 19:40:39 GMT -5
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I want surfer Stiles.
In season one there was a legit surfboard in Stiles room. We don’t see it in season 3, or at least I didn’t catch it, so I can only imagine that Stiles and Scott used to go before the whole werewolf thing. That they’d pack up the Jeep with snacks and food and Stiles board, Scott would have his pile of comic books and stuff to do because he can kinda surf, but not for as long as stiles can, and also, Asthma. So they’d go the entire day, drive an hour out to he beach, even if the waves weren’t good, they had lots of fun. Then Scott got bit, the time for fun activities kind of dwindles. Stiles’ manages to get away once or twice; Scott’s busy with work and Allison and although he tries he can’t make the time to go hang out on the beach with Stiles. Stiles doubts even Scott’s werewolf reflexes could save him on a surfboard anyways.
But lately, after all the Darach nonsense, Derek comes back and things are really quiet, the pack is all alive, Erica, Boyd, even Jackson’s back, either for a visit or he never left; Stiles is avidly watching the news when he hears about a storm coming up the coast.
For about a week he waits and plans and obsessively checks his phone, the weather app is never closed and the pack is starting to get annoyed/worried/way confused. He always goes to explain but gets interrupted or a new update has come in so he trails off and walks away. Finally, on a Friday afternoon he packs the cooler, calls Scott who is completely ready to go to the beach for a day for some bro time. They both agree it’s just going to be them, Allison is cool with it, she decides to hang out with Lydia all day anyways.
Scott tries surfing. But he still sucks at it, so he just lays out and tans in the sun, joins in on a nearby game of volleyball. Stiles’ comes in occasionally from the water for food and to spend time with Scott, but the waves are just to perfect for him to miss. Scott gets bored and texts Allison at about eleven, she and Lydia are shopping and Scott says they should come join them, despite it being a bro-date; he’s bored and wants to see Allison in a bikini. Lydia jumps on it in no time at all, when Allison confesses she hasn’t bought a new swimsuit in years, that the blue one she wears to the pool at school is a few years old. Lydia remedies this situation by buying her a new one and in an hour they’re packed up and on their way to meet up with the boys. On a whim Lydia calls Jackson who’s practicing with Derek and the others today to tell them where they’re going. Erica hears and immediately wants to go too. Derek doesn’t want to but Erica breaks out the whole, ‘we hardly ever went to the beach because my parents were always afraid I’d have seizure and drown,’ Derek’s halfway to saying yes but before he can get the word out Isaac is like ‘I’ve never been to the beach…’ Derek’s will crumbles completely and he packs up his Betas into the Camero and the Porsche and heads off to the beach.
Stiles is out in the water as the three cars arrive so he doesn’t notice everyone laying out their stuff and Scott can’t get his jaw up off the sand at the bikini Allison is wearing so he doesn’t get the chance either. Lydia lays out a spot to tan in next to Erica, Boyd says he’s going to teach Isaac how to swim and Jackson just yells out that he’s going to be the one to teach him and follows after them. Scott and Allison go for a romantic stroll before going into swim. Derek stand there watching everybody and finally realizes, ‘hey, wtf, where’s Stiles?’
Scott waves out dismissively as he walks away, totally not paying attention. Derek rolls his eyes and goes to get food and a drink. By the time Derek gets back Isaac, Jackson, and Boyd are taking a break, Scott and Allison are on their way back and there’s a really hot, WET, guy making his way towards their spot with a surfboard in hand. Derek is flabbergasted when it turns out to be Stiles, even Lydia and Erica are staring up at the teenager like they’ve never seen him before…and they haven’t, not like this. Where he’s only in his swimming trunks and his normally pale skin is sun-kissed pink where he might be starting to burn, where his hair is swept back and stuck up in ways only salt water can do…Derek might be emoting here…but daaaammmnn.
Even Jackson, Boyd and Isaac are watching with open jaws at the normally layered teen who is looking at all of them in confusion like, ‘wth, how’d you all get here?’ Stiles bends over to undo the black Velcro around his ankle that keeps him attached to his board and Derek doesn’t mean to but he may whimper at the sight of wet fabric stretching across Stiles ass… he’d be embarrassed but he’s pretty sure he’s not the only one. Stiles looks up at the sounds and everyone just whips their heads around pretending to be innocent.
Scott and Allison come back, Scott’s wet from where Allison threw him in the water, Stiles laughs picking up his towel and Scott asks him if he’s done yet, That he’s been surfing for almost four hours straight now. Stiles’ admits it’s time for lunch and grabs the hat off of Derek’s head. He makes a face at the NYY sign on the front. ‘Dude, come on, Mets man. The Mets.” He puts it on backwards and strolls off with Scott and Isaac to get food. The rest of the pack immediately huddles in to gossip. ‘Did you know he looked like that?’ –Lydia probably with a hiss. ‘When the hell did that happen?’- Jackson more than likely but it was kind of layered over with Boyd. Allison has a hand over her mouth- ‘I mean, I saw him in a tight t-shirt once at a sleepover at Scott’s but, seriously, wow, a t-shirt can hide a lot.’ ‘And he can surf too, since when?’ Erica. She’s still ogling the three boys as they walk away. Derek just sighs…eyeing up the muscles as they move in Stiles’ back; he can’t tear his eyes away no matter how hard he tries… not that he tries all that hard. “well, that muscle explains how he held me up for two hours…”
The remaining of the pack is confused and demand answers. Derek grudgingly tells them about how Stiles held him up in a pool for two hours when he was paralyzed by the Kanima, and how Stiles refused to let him go. Derek looks at Lydia and tells her it was his fault that Stiles was busy saving him when he offered to talk to Lydia when she was crying.
Bonus: werewolves still get sunburn, because it’s a natural source of radiation. Derek and Boyd are the only wolves smart enough to wear sunscreen, ergo, he and Boyd are the only ones not to get sunburnt.
I want surfer Stiles.
In season one there was a legit surfboard in Stiles room. We don’t see it in season 3, or at least I didn’t catch it, so I can only imagine that Stiles and Scott used to go before the whole werewolf thing. That they’d pack up the Jeep with snacks and food and Stiles board, Scott would have his pile of comic books and stuff to do because he can kinda surf, but not for as long as stiles can, and also, Asthma. So they’d go the entire day, drive an hour out to he beach, even if the waves weren’t good, they had lots of fun. Then Scott got bit, the time for fun activities kind of dwindles. Stiles’ manages to get away once or twice; Scott’s busy with work and Allison and although he tries he can’t make the time to go hang out on the beach with Stiles. Stiles doubts even Scott’s werewolf reflexes could save him on a surfboard anyways.
But lately, after all the Darach nonsense, Derek comes back and things are really quiet, the pack is all alive, Erica, Boyd, even Jackson’s back, either for a visit or he never left; Stiles is avidly watching the news when he hears about a storm coming up the coast.
For about a week he waits and plans and obsessively checks his phone, the weather app is never closed and the pack is starting to get annoyed/worried/way confused. He always goes to explain but gets interrupted or a new update has come in so he trails off and walks away. Finally, on a Friday afternoon he packs the cooler, calls Scott who is completely ready to go to the beach for a day for some bro time. They both agree it’s just going to be them, Allison is cool with it, she decides to hang out with Lydia all day anyways.
Scott tries surfing. But he still sucks at it, so he just lays out and tans in the sun, joins in on a nearby game of volleyball. Stiles’ comes in occasionally from the water for food and to spend time with Scott, but the waves are just to perfect for him to miss. Scott gets bored and texts Allison at about eleven, she and Lydia are shopping and Scott says they should come join them, despite it being a bro-date; he’s bored and wants to see Allison in a bikini. Lydia jumps on it in no time at all, when Allison confesses she hasn’t bought a new swimsuit in years, that the blue one she wears to the pool at school is a few years old. Lydia remedies this situation by buying her a new one and in an hour they’re packed up and on their way to meet up with the boys. On a whim Lydia calls Jackson who’s practicing with Derek and the others today to tell them where they’re going. Erica hears and immediately wants to go too. Derek doesn’t want to but Erica breaks out the whole, ‘we hardly ever went to the beach because my parents were always afraid I’d have seizure and drown,’ Derek’s halfway to saying yes but before he can get the word out Isaac is like ‘I’ve never been to the beach…’ Derek’s will crumbles completely and he packs up his Betas into the Camero and the Porsche and heads off to the beach.
Stiles is out in the water as the three cars arrive so he doesn’t notice everyone laying out their stuff and Scott can’t get his jaw up off the sand at the bikini Allison is wearing so he doesn’t get the chance either. Lydia lays out a spot to tan in next to Erica, Boyd says he’s going to teach Isaac how to swim and Jackson just yells out that he’s going to be the one to teach him and follows after them. Scott and Allison go for a romantic stroll before going into swim. Derek stand there watching everybody and finally realizes, ‘hey, wtf, where’s Stiles?’
Scott waves out dismissively as he walks away, totally not paying attention. Derek rolls his eyes and goes to get food and a drink. By the time Derek gets back Isaac, Jackson, and Boyd are taking a break, Scott and Allison are on their way back and there’s a really hot, WET, guy making his way towards their spot with a surfboard in hand. Derek is flabbergasted when it turns out to be Stiles, even Lydia and Erica are staring up at the teenager like they’ve never seen him before…and they haven’t, not like this. Where he’s only in his swimming trunks and his normally pale skin is sun-kissed pink where he might be starting to burn, where his hair is swept back and stuck up in ways only salt water can do…Derek might be emoting here…but daaaammmnn.
Even Jackson, Boyd and Isaac are watching with open jaws at the normally layered teen who is looking at all of them in confusion like, ‘wth, how’d you all get here?’ Stiles bends over to undo the black Velcro around his ankle that keeps him attached to his board and Derek doesn’t mean to but he may whimper at the sight of wet fabric stretching across Stiles ass… he’d be embarrassed but he’s pretty sure he’s not the only one. Stiles looks up at the sounds and everyone just whips their heads around pretending to be innocent.
Scott and Allison come back, Scott’s wet from where Allison threw him in the water, Stiles laughs picking up his towel and Scott asks him if he’s done yet, That he’s been surfing for almost four hours straight now. Stiles’ admits it’s time for lunch and grabs the hat off of Derek’s head. He makes a face at the NYY sign on the front. ‘Dude, come on, Mets man. The Mets.” He puts it on backwards and strolls off with Scott and Isaac to get food. The rest of the pack immediately huddles in to gossip. ‘Did you know he looked like that?’ –Lydia probably with a hiss. ‘When the hell did that happen?’- Jackson more than likely but it was kind of layered over with Boyd. Allison has a hand over her mouth- ‘I mean, I saw him in a tight t-shirt once at a sleepover at Scott’s but, seriously, wow, a t-shirt can hide a lot.’ ‘And he can surf too, since when?’ Erica. She’s still ogling the three boys as they walk away. Derek just sighs…eyeing up the muscles as they move in Stiles’ back; he can’t tear his eyes away no matter how hard he tries… not that he tries all that hard. “well, that muscle explains how he held me up for two hours…”
The remaining of the pack is confused and demand answers. Derek grudgingly tells them about how Stiles held him up in a pool for two hours when he was paralyzed by the Kanima, and how Stiles refused to let him go. Derek looks at Lydia and tells her it was his fault that Stiles was busy saving him when he offered to talk to Lydia when she was crying.
Bonus: werewolves still get sunburn, because it’s a natural source of radiation. Derek and Boyd are the only wolves smart enough to wear sunscreen, ergo, he and Boyd are the only ones not to get sunburnt.