Norfolk & Western #2197, a 5,600HP, 2-8-8-2 Mallet type compound locomotive of the Y6 Class pulls heavy freight down the main street of North Fork, WV. 1958. The Y6 class represented steam power in the last steam-diesel duel, taking on four GM locos at once. The result: a tie.
hello, my beautiful friend. may i have a reclist of badboy!derek and/or badboy!stiles? i have a yearning. FEED ME. thank you! xx
hello beautiful friend have some bad boys
The Chemistry Between Us by coffeeinallcaps (E, 26k) Meeting Derek Hale wasn’t special, or frightening, or any of the other things everyone had made it out to be. It was, actually, pretty much the opposite. Stiles didn’t even realize the guy was Derek Hale until the moment had passed. Derek: the most infamous student at Beacon Hills University. Stiles: the freshman who falls for him anyway. Awkward encounters, concerned friends, and lots of not-so-casual sex ensue. (A ‘fuckbuddies to lovers’ college AU.)
The Great Pretender by talktowater (E, 46k)
Stiles is the new kid at Beacon Hills High, class of 1958 and he’s trying to make an impression. Derek can’t figure out why this kid is so set on making such a bad one.
The Best Bad Things by troubleiwant (T, 11k) “Fuck,” Stiles moans again, squirming desperately against Derek’s crotch. “You gotta - gotta give me something.” He does his best to slide a hand into the back of Derek’s underwear, and gets far enough that his middle finger brushes the base of his spine. “I am,” Derek says, reaching back to grab Stiles by the wrist. He deftly pins both of the kid’s arms above his head and grins, all teeth. Stiles goes quiet, then, chest heaving and eyes wide. This is what he’s here for, after all. To feel like he’s doing something dangerous.
There Ain’t No Such Thing by WhoNatural (E, 41k, WIP) Derek couldn’t really care less that he’s spending his senior year with the students of a “disadvantaged high school” as Devenford Prep is merged with Beacon Hills High. He’s got enough on his mind with securing a lacrosse scholarship and trying to figure out why Stiles, the secretly-kind bad boy he spent all summer with at the country club never bothered to say goodbye.But then, maybe instead of heated make-out sessions and snarky flirting, he should have bothered to ask Stiles a little more about himself - like his full name, or what school he attended…(AKA, the Grease AU nobody asked for)