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#derek hale age
nephilimeq · 7 months
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Hey, I was just wondering what age you thought Derek was in season one? Cause it’s a heavily debated and unknown piece of information. Me personally I always thought he was 19 in the pilot, and this was before I had read anything about the writers wanting him to be that age in the pilot. It was just the way he acted, to me, it doesn’t seem like a mid-20s man. Also stiles says the fire happened “ like ten years ago” but then a few episodes later Peter says he’s been in a coma for 6 years. So I was just curious what you thought. Also stiles saying that is always made out to be taken as it literally happened exactly ten years ago, and people always bring it up but they never talk about how long Peter said it had been.
Sorry if this is long I just enjoy your blog and your thoughts. I wanted to share mine while also hearing it from your perspective. Hope you have a wonderful day, you deserve it!
This is a very tricky subject to handle, because the writers made mistakes in their own timeline so they switched things around.
But in the very first episode Stiles says that Derek is only a few years older than them. I always figured that Derek was around 19 in Season 1, while Stiles was 16.
The reason why they messed everything up so horribly is because they hadn't actually created a timeline for all the events when they started writing, and to me, it made the show feel like a fan fiction writer who was just making it up as they went and then all the reviewers were saying, "Hey, you have a few continuity errors," and instead of trying to make it work, they just made something up and didn't really try to go back and adjust anything.
There's a scene that happens when Stiles is asking Peter and Cora about Derek's past (Season 3, Episode 8 "Visionary"), and he is trying to find out how old they are, and this train wreck section of dialogue occurs:
Stiles: Okay, if Derek was a sophomore back then, how old was he? How old were you? ...How old are you now? Peter: Not as young as we could have been, but not as old as you might think. Stiles: Okay, that was frustratingly vague. How old are you? Cora: I'm seventeen. Stiles: See, that's an answer. That's how we answer people. Cora: Well, seventeen how you'd measure in years. Stiles: Alright, I'm just gonna drop it.
This dialogue made me so pissy when I heard it the first time because I knew that this was the writers' response to the viewers and fans. The fans are Stiles in this conversation, and the writers are Peter and Cora being purposely "frustratingly vague" in the hopes that we'll just "drop it", which a lot of us did because they wouldn't give us any straight answers.
They messed up and they know it.
In my head canon -- because it makes the most sense to me -- Derek is three years older than them. Canonically, Derek is actually only ten days older than me, as seen in this enhanced screencap right here (from Season 1, Episode 11, where Kate has him kidnapped and held up in chains):
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So according to this he would have been around 22, about to turn 23 in the first season...but here's something to take into consideration. This driver's license isn't for California -- it's for New York. I have a theory that he got a professional fake I.D. so that he could do more jobs (such as bartending) while he was out of state.
Now, when Stiles mentions the fire was "like, ten years ago," I genuinely think that he was just generalizing. Derek was sixteen when Kate took advantage of him raped him, which means that the fire happened when Stiles was around twelve/thirteen (as he has a canonically April 8th birthday, so it all depends on the months).
Regarding anything Peter might have said...please remember that it has been firmly established in the show that Peter is an unreliable narrator. Stiles openly admits that to Cora in the previously mentioned Season 3, Episode 8, "Visionary".
A lot of these issues are because of the lack of consistency from the writers.
I think the biggest problem was when they cast a younger Peter and totally threw the timelines off, trying to make him only a few years older than Derek -- which he wasn't. Peter is Derek's uncle, for crying out loud! The man would have been in his late twenties, early thirties when Derek was a teen, barely looking any different than he does in the show...and yet the writers and producers thought that making him look almost like a teenager was the right call.
I do think it was a last ditch attempt to try and make Derek waaay older than Stiles because they didn't like the shipping -- but they had already established too much of their timeline at that point and simply messed up and didn't have the guts to admit it.
Simply put, I genuinely think Derek was nineteen and turned twenty during season one.
Hope that answers your questions, anon!
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gidget0533 · 1 year
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I have never seen a show play as fast and loose with a characters age as Teen Wolf and Derek. It bothers me so much and I don’t get why. Season 1 Stiles says Derek is only a few years older than them. The fire happened 6 years prior. Derek says he and Laura survived as they were at school. As the fire seemed to happen at night it either has to be an after school activity or college (I tend to lean more towards a basketball game at night).
I think they confirmed Laura is the older sibling and that’s why she became alpha. If she’s in high school still Derek has to be a junior at the oldest (depending on the age gap). I guess she could be home from college.
Jeff Davis has said that Derek wasn’t underaged when she seduced him and the fire happened. Which doesn’t make sense with the “you grew up in all the right places” creepfest. It also doesn’t explain why she deaged Derek to around 16 (at the oldest) and he knew her.
Then in season 6 when the characters are all putting their initials in the stacks of the library (a senior tradition) Stiles stares at what he assumes are Dereks initials. Which would mean Derek had to at least start senior year at BHHS.
There are just way too many inconsistencies with it and it drives me up the wall. And that’s just what I can think of off the top of my head.
Sorry. End rant.
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teencopandthesourwolf · 8 months
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oh, my heart (no rest tonight) [x]
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jade-bright · 2 days
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Derek: I only said I love you to three people. My mom, my grandma, and Stiles when he was dying from the bite back before the fire. I only regret one of those
Scott: which one?
Derek: Stiles. He healed 2 days later, so I just looked like an idiot
Stiles: we're mates
Derek: still
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wheredidhiseyebrowsgo · 7 months
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henlo
can you recommend me some fics where stiles is younger then the pack?
Sure!
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Your Mark on my Skin by afullrevolution
(1/1 I 5,551 I Teen I Sterek)
Everyone had a mark scrawled somewhere across their body. A name, usually a signature to represent their soul mate, their one and only true love. Stiles has known who his mark belonged to since the third grade. He doesn't understand how Derek can be so oblivious.
Permanent Fixture by linksofmemories_archive
(4/4 I 80,777 I Explicit I Sterek)
Derek is Scott's older brother. Stiles is Scott's best friend. Derek is falling in love with Stiles. This is a bit of a problem.
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ultram0th · 6 months
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31 Days of Derek Hale
Day 30: Daddy
Info │ 01 │ 02 │ 03 │ 04 │ 05 │ 06 │ 07 │ 08 │ 09 │ 10 │ 11 │ 12 │ 13 │ 14 │ 15 │ 16 │ 17 │ 18 │ 19 │ 20 │ 21 │ 22 │ 23 │ 24 │ 25 │ 26 │ 27 │ 28 │ 29 │ 30
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Derek didn’t like being called “Daddy”.
The werewolf bristled whenever his boyfriend, Stiles, would call him it during sex, but would try to brush it off. It wasn’t because of anything too bad, really. Derek just associated the name with being old. When he’d admitted his dislike of the word to Stiles, Stiles understood, but there was a clear disappointment on his face. 
At first, Stiles accepted it and opted to call Derek “Daddy” in his head, yet after one day of looking through one of Peter’s magic books he got a mischievous idea…
Derek came home from work, his muscles feeling slightly achy from a long day at the auto shop. A dazed smile was on his face as he smelt whatever delicious thing Stiles was cooking in the kitchen, mingled with some random incense that was burning throughout the house.
“Hey Stiles,” Derek said as he walked into the kitchen, hugging his boyfriend from behind.
Stiles smiled back, “Oh hey there,” he greeted back, a playful tone evident in his voice. “Did you have a good day at work… Daddy?”
Instead of cringing like usual, Derek was surprised when he felt his cock immediately rocket to life. His seven inches went full mast the mere second he’d heard Stiles call him “Daddy”, even feeling goosebumps erupt all over his body as he shuddered with unfamiliar pleasure. 
“Um, y-yeah,” Derek stammered, his cock throbbing with intense need. He was confused over how turned on he was, but that curiosity rapidly disappeared and his face broke out into a playful smirk. Of course Stiles called him “Daddy”, as he frequently did in the bedroom.
Derek tightened his grip on his boyfriend and playfully rutted his hard cock against his butt.
Stiles pushed back into it. “Oh,” he grinned, “I guess you’re feeling a little frisky, huh… Daddy?”
Derek tensed up as his cock throbbed even more, twitching and leaking precum into his boxers. He felt so tortuously horny, licking his beard-framed lips with want…
Derek cocked his eyebrow and reached upwards with one hand, running it over his previously smooth face. The lower half of his face was covered with a thick, black beard that felt so large that it would’ve taken a few months to grow. It wasn’t Santa big, yet it was big enough to where it went past the typical gymbro beard and bordered Daddy-territory.
“Hey, Stiles, do I…?” Derek’s voice trailed off as he was about to ask Stiles if he looked different, feeling silly all of a sudden.
Of course Derek had a beard. He’d begun growing one the year he and Stiles had started dating, loving the way his beard tickled his boyfriend’s neck as he’d hungrily suck on it. Plus, he loved the way Stiles would shudder as his beard rubbed the inside of his thighs as he sucked him off, making sure he was a good daddy by taking care of his boy’s needs.
Stiles turned around and looked up at Derek with wide, admiring eyes. “What?” he asked.
Derek blushed a little and scratched at his beard. “Nothin’” he shrugged, “just having a weird day, I guess.”
Stiles mock frowned and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. “Well, why don’t you change out of your work clothes, and I’ll finish getting dinner ready… Daddy.”
Derek bit down on his lip as his cock surged once more, feeling as if he was about to explode right there. “Y-yeah,” he panted, jerking back at the sound of his voice. He cleared his throat and tried again. “Be right back.”
As he walked upstairs to their bedroom, Derek could’ve sworn that his voice sounded deeper. It wasn’t exaggeratedly deeper, but the baritone resonated a lot more and there was a more mature quality to it, almost manlier.
The werewolf kept puzzling over it as he entered his and Stiles’s bedroom and began to take off his grease-stained work clothes. As he shucked his pants, his hard cock bobbed wildly in front of him, and he was on the fence between taking care of it real quick and rushing downstairs to ask Stiles to handle it.
Snickering, he opted for the latter and made a move towards the door, clad only in boxers, when he stopped in front of the mirror and gasped loudly.
Derek leaned in even closer to his altered reflection in disbelief, marveling at the array of grays that peppered his hair and beard. As he ran a shaky hand through his salt-and-pepper colored hair, Derek finally noticed the new lines that were near his eyes, indicating the slight beginnings of crows feet.
His heart raced in his chest as he looked like he was much older than he should’ve been, however, his cock throbbed once more and his fear evaporated into thin air.
“What a day,” Derek sighed, rubbing his mature face with his hands. Of course he looked a bit older for his age. He was a total daddy after all, and having a boyish face wouldn’t play into that role. 
Shaking his head at his dazed feeling, Derek went back downstairs, his tented boxers out in front of himself.
When he entered the kitchen, Stiles’s grin grew even wider as he looked his boyfriend up and down. “If you need some help with that, you gotta give me a second because this is boiling,” he said, gesturing at the pot on the stove. “But it shouldn’t take too long… Daddy.”
Derek grunted as his cock spasmed again, a large wet mark starting to form on the front of his tented boxers from his precum drooling out his hard member. He put on a coy smile of his own, crossing his arms in front of his hairy chest. “Well, you better make it quick, ‘cause Daddy’s getting impatient,” he grunted.
Again, Derek felt like something was off as he looked down at his hairy chest. The older hunk could’ve sworn that his chest was naturally smooth and typically devoid of any hair, but that thought was quickly proven wrong as he stared down at his hairy pecs and stomach. In fact, his whole body seemed to be covered in coarse, black hair. It covered his strong arms, thick legs, and even disappeared into his tented out boxers. 
Derek snorted at himself. Of course he was hairy, and he’d always melted at the sensation of Stiles running his fingers through his thick chest hair. He just chalked up his foggy brain to his insane horniness that he felt, his cock aching for his boyfriend to touch.
Derek squirmed in place, his cock twitching madly as Stiles finished up at the stove. Once the burner was turned off, Derek couldn’t contain himself anymore and eagerly rushed forward, easily tossing the smaller guy over his shoulder as he stomped towards the couch.
Stiles laughed. “Damn, I guess you’re really frisky,” he giggled, “…Daddy.”
“Hnng,” Derek bellowed as his cock leaked even more precum, his thudding footsteps sounding heavier and much louder than normal.
For the millionth time that hour, Derek scrunched up his face in confusion as he lumbered towards the couch. The way his thighs rolled over each other as he waddled felt wrong to him. Whereas Stiles felt lighter in his hold for some reason, Derek felt as if his own chest was much heavier than it should’ve been. He glanced downward at his hairy pecs, his eyes nearly bugging out of his skull at the way his bulbous pecs jutted out in front of him, having ballooned to such a large size. They blocked the view of anything south, forcing Derek to stare at his hairy mounds and the tips of his nubby nipples. He blushed as he felt a foreign jiggling at his gut, and upon glancing at his blurry reflection in the TV, he could make out a large, hairy musclegut that his large pectorals rested upon. His boxers had magically disappeared, and the werewolf nearly sputtered at his massive ten inch monster cock that bobbed in front of him. Even his hairy butt had bubbled out, jutting out from his broadened back at a large angle. To finalize his growth, Derek’s arms had doubled in muscle, explaining away at how Stiles felt lighter.
It was hard to deny it now, as Derek stared at his altered reflection. The large muscled up, hairy older man who stared back at him from the TV’s glare. He finally pieced together what was happening: Derek was turning into a total daddy.
And he loved it.
As shocked as he was, Derek’s panic was quickly replaced with lust as he flexed his free arm with power, loving how big and manly it looked. He knew deep down that Stiles had somehow played a hand in this, and he loved him even more for it. Mental images of the two of them out in public, Derek completely dwarfing his smaller boyfriend who called him “Daddy” for all to hear filled him a giddy excitement, and he couldn’t wait to have Stiles run his fingers through his chest hair.
Derek tossed Stiles down onto the couch and loomed over him, smirking hungrily down at him. He couldn’t resist leaning forward and flexing his beefy, hairy muscles. “Who’s your daddy?” he bellowed in his deeper voice.
Stiles could only grin back up at him in anticipation before lowly whispering, “You… Daddy.”
“Uuughh!” Derek grunted as he came, loving how his bulky muscles bounced as his cock erupted, shooting his fat load up onto his hairy pecs. He knew deep down that he’d just cemented his transformation into a muscle daddy, but the second he looked down at his boyfriend, his enlarged cock shot straight back to life, and he pounced, forcing Stiles to take care of his daddy all night long.
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regressionworldz · 8 months
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Custom DNI that I did!
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Decided to share some of the commissions I've recently finished up! Had fun drawing these and thank you to those who were patient and understanding with me!
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adrianfridge · 6 days
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Derek still makes decisions like the 19-20 year old the pilot made him, not the decisions of a grown man who can grow the beard he has 🙃
“Grown man” is so funny to me as a term because even if Derek is twenty-mumble, he’s still a Young Adult just barely out of college, if he graduated at all. And there’s also the fact that he’s gone through a horribly traumatic event. Him ending up with some developmental delays feels about right for him
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justtothesea · 2 years
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Derek is confused... but he's not wrong (dialogue from parks and rec)
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punkeropercyjackson · 2 months
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I'm so glad i never watched Teen Wolf.Imagine having to deal with not only everyone insisting your brown biracial mc is actually the sidekick to his white boy comic relief best friend AND the white boy in question getting nonstop queerbait accusations over an adult white man even though both of them are high schoolers.Scott Mccall stans and minors in the TW fandom in lending you my strength since they ain't shuttin' up ever even i can tell
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Is it just me or anti sterek people are going grazy?
I've always seen the usual comments about the age difference, but lately things have degenerated to the point that I'm starting to think they're just making them up.
Sometimes Stiles' 16 and Derek 21. And ok, fine. Season 1 Derek is just a few years older than Stiles (as he himself tells Scott), so 18, but I get it: the inconsistent of Derek's age during the show doesn't help.
But lately I saw Stiles being 16 and Derek 30. Today Stiles as a 15 years old guy and Derek as a 21 yo men.
Where do you get all of these ages?!
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rosalinesurvived · 1 year
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NO BUT WHEN ITS LIKE Derek screaming at Scott about Allison Argent: “You’re not in love, you’re sixteen, a child” and we learn that Kate Argent seduced (read raped) Derek when he was fifteen, and he most likely blamed himself for his entire life turning and then stating “you’re a child” to Scott, when sixteen year old Jackson’s body rejects the bite and Jackson asks “What does it mean?” And Derek just backs away slowly, thinking of the first person this happened to, Paige, also rejecting the bite, dying in his arms, GOD this man is living out his traumas again and again
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jade-bright · 4 days
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Camden: I am the ultimate third wheel
Stiles, with Derek's face buried in his neck: You shouldn't think that
Heather, holding hands with Paige: Yeah, what makes you say that?
Camden: Wow. I have leveled up to the fifth wheel. I am truly powerful.
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"Stiles is a tattoo artist and is older then Derek and Derek is a high school student (I think) and he is always around Stiles’ tattoo shop looking through their books and they both like each other but Stiles won’t make a move because he has trauma himself of dating someone older and he thinks he’s taking advantage of Derek" possibly Mischief Inc. by MereLoup
Thank you, @kevaaronday!
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Mischief Inc. by MereLoup
(1/1 I 17,210 I Teen I Sterek)
Stiles has a thing for the hot teenager who keeps coming into his tattoo shop.
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ultram0th · 1 year
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Derek got out of the shower and went to go get dressed when he saw the unknown harness hanging up in the closet, and pulled it out in confusion. The black strap in the front had "DADDY" printed on it, and the werewolf couldn't help but scoff at the word. His boyfriend, Stiles, had the annoying habit of referring to the slightly older stud as Daddy. Derek wasn't fond of the nickname, feeling as if he were being called old instead.
Before he could shove the awkward garment back into the closet, the black straps of the harness shot forward. As if they had a mind of their own, the straps wrapped themselves around the stunned werewolf's arms. They crept up his frozen limbs, snaking around his torso until an audible click rang out.
Derek yanked at the harness, trying to tear it off, but the garment refused to budge.
"What the fuck is going on?" the alpha werewolf growled as he tugged on the straps that only seemed to tighten. However, his confusion quickly turned into terror as he stared at his straining arms, holding them out in front of himself to get a better look.
At first, he'd thought that it'd been just his mind playing tricks on him, but Derek quickly realized that his arms were getting larger. It wasn't anything too drastic, but his biceps definitely pumped up and packed on more meat. Derek looked downward and gasped as his pecs followed suit, growing larger and pushing out from his torso more than they should've. Even his nipples expanded and became perky, sticking off his chest noticeably. His abs slowly began to fade as a layer of fat grew over them. When he was done expanding, Derek was still muscular, but he appeared more bulky.
An itching sensation came over the werewolf as black hairs started to sprout all over his larger frame, thick hair covering his new bulk and giving him a more manly appearance.
Derek, in a haze, wandered over to the mirror, his stomach dropping at the new gray hairs that were in his beard and the slight wrinkles near his eyes. He was older! He knew that it was impossible, but it looked as if the werewolf had aged up more than fifteen years, looking to be as if he were in his early to mid-forties now.
Derek looked like a total daddy!
The panic the werewolf should've felt quickly faded away as he admired his older, larger form in the mirror. He couldn't help but reach up and give his larger nipples a playful tug, moaning loudly at the electric sensation and instantly going rock hard. Even rubbing his large hands through the hair on his plump pecs felt great, and Derek couldn't help but smirk.
"Yeah," he happily growled, "I'm a hot sexy daddy."
"Derek?" Stiles asked as he entered the room. "Are you ready yet..." He trailed off as he saw his new boyfriend, his jaw dropping and his eyes going wide.
The older Derek turned around and crossed his arms in front of his hairy chest. "Hey there, Sport," he smirked. "Call me 'Daddy'."
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ratislatis · 2 months
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wip hot and fresh from the oven (jk its 9 pm im scheduling this one)
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