varsity jocks

Derek is the popular, varsity jock, prom king of the school, and Stiles is not going to be the cliche that ends up falling for him. (It’s not a cliche if no one else knows about it, right?)

My entry for the Sterek Support Network’s August prompt: school AUs. I was kind of at a loss for ideas so I just ended up grabbing about seven rough ideas from my school themed prompt list (bonus points if you can pick out all the ones I used) and stuck them all together. It’s a little late and a little long, but hopefully you guys enjoy it.

“I can’t believe I got stuck working with Derek Hale,” Stiles groans, dropping his tray to the lunch table with a flourish that sets his pasta surprise (surprise! It’s not actually pasta) jiggling worryingly.

Across the table, Scott tries to mold his expression into one of sympathy, but it only lasts about two seconds before a smile starts creeping out again.

“Dude, it’s not really that bad, is it?”

Stiles snorts.

“Obviously it’s not bad for you. You got to partner up with your girlfriend.” The grin’s back in full force now, and Stiles figures he can’t really blame the guy since he and Kira have been dancing around each other all summer, but only made things official when school started up again a week back. Still, Stiles can’t help feeling a little betrayed. Where’s the best friend solidarity? The loyalty? Two solid years as lab partners up in smoke at the barest nudge and a hint of a shy smile, and Scott’s not even trying to feel bad about it.

Meanwhile,” he continues, while Lydia and Danny slip into seats a little ways up the table, “I get stuck working with one of only four seniors in the entire school taking chemistry. You know what it means when a senior takes chemistry, Scotty? It means they weren’t smart enough to take it as a junior.”

Scott bites down on a laugh (seriously, the traitor) while Danny eyes him thoughtfully.

“Aren’t you guys taking AP Chem?”

Not the point,” Stiles replies, waving him off. “Actually that just makes it worse. His parents probably made him take it for college apps or something. I am going to be carrying this guy all year.”

Lydia takes a bite of her salad, somehow managing to make biting a cucumber seem like a predatory act.

“I’m sure he’d be willing to carry you if you asked him nicely.”

Stiles groans.

“Not this again,” he mutters, stabbing his fork viciously into a noodle. The fork slides right over the rubbery surface and sends it bouncing off the tray and straight into the side of Scott’s brown lunch bag.

They all stare at the escaped noodle blankly for several seconds, before Stiles slides his tray pointedly away.

“Do we seriously need to run through this one more time? I am not into Derek. I wasn’t into him last spring when I showed up to lacrosse games to cheer on Scott. I was not into him over the summer just because he had that stupid lifeguard job and I liked going to the pool. I like swimming, ok? If anyone was ogling his abs it was you two.” He shoots Lydia and Danny pointedly judgmental looks. Lydia smirks while Danny shrugs, unashamed.

“Hey, I know how to appreciate a view. What’s weird is you protesting so much.”

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THE SIGNS AS HIGH SCHOOL LUNCH TABLES
  • Aries: Varsity Jocks
  • Taurus: Freshmen
  • Gemini: Unfriendly Black Hotties
  • Cancer: Girls who eat their feelings
  • Leo: Girls who don't eat anything
  • Virgo: Sexually active band geeks
  • Libra: The Plastics
  • Scorpio: The greatest people you will ever meet
  • Sagittarius: the ROTC Guys
  • Capricorn: Asian Nerds
  • Aquarius: Cool Asians
  • Pisces: Burnouts
  • Joly, Bossuet, and Musichetta were in the sexually active band geeks clique before they joined Les Amis
  • Courf was one of the varsity jocks and everyone still makes fun of him for it
  • Combeferre is a Mathlete who does algebra and calculus for the thrill of it
  • Jehan makes spot-on playlists for all his friends
  • Bahorel and Grantaire knows every Mean Girls quote by heart
  • Marius gradually adopts all of his friends’ mannerisms and humor and it’s fucking hilarious to watch
  • Grantaire pretends to write notes of Enjolras’ speeches but is always actually drawing Enjolras as different animals
  • Enjolras was un-amused when he saw himself as a platypus in a red vest with rapunzel hair
  • Courf and Joly are snapchat trash
  • Jehan loves writing haiku on his friends’ arms and necks
  • They watch horror films mostly for the sake of Marius’ reactions and jump scares
  • Bahorel and Feuilly have a cute-ass habit of falling asleep in sync, limbs gracelessly entwined together with drool dribbling from their mouths
  • Bahorel is so fucking protective of his friends and he’d fight anyone who mocks them
  • Combeferre and Joly are the masters of biology puns
  • it’s so horrible
  • Grantaire’s camera is just filled with cringe-worthy candids of his friends
  • They all have blackmail of outrageous texts from each other

You know I think I trust Michelle enough to believe she won’t make gluttony just be an over eater.

Lust is represented by a little girl desperate for love and an obsessive stalker
Pride isn’t some like varsity jock type character
Envy is a young guy who just wants to be as useful as the people he idolizes
And wrath is a girl who literally keeps all her emotions on the inside.

I’m sure Michelle won’t basic out on gluttony after all her other creative takes on the sins.

Young Avengers (Part 2)

part 1 (kate, billy, david, america, tommy)

lean mean hugging machine

  • his earrings say punk rock, but his varsity jacket says gay jock
  • “let me slip into something a little more…comfortable” [shapeshifts into captain america]
  • takes the term “illegal alien” to a whole new level
  • chair butt
  • intellectual bruiser
  • either listens to taylor swift or heavy metal, possibly both, but absolutely nothing in between
  • two modes: holding his friends in a group hug after tragedy strikes, or seconds from scooping a man’s eyeball out with his claw
  • “what are your qualifications” [takes out 500-paged pokemon binder]
  • the face that launched a thousand intergalatic ships
  • goes from 0 to 10,000,000 real fuckin quick when his friends are in danger: Berserker Mom Friend - Premium Edition
  • bro is a PRINCE and could inherit an ALIEN EMPIRE that’s WILD
  • but homeboy stays his ass on earth?? what?!?!?
  • gold with a heart of gold
  • definitely don’t fight teddy: not only will you feel bad because this kid has a million problems and didn’t even cause ONE of them, but also, he will throw you into a skyscraper and utterly shatter every bone in your body

eLIEjah bradley

  • just wants to make his grandpa proud
  • daddy figure issues
  • most heartbreaking power origin twist in the comic (compare to: billy and tommy’s - most heartwarming; teddy’s - most disastrous)
  • scalp brighter than his attitude
  • so sexy, a cosmic horror jacked his style
  • honestly just look at the sun SHINING OFF HIS HEAD
  • what does he do, windex that shit
  • BOSS, michelle obama, arms so heavy throwin ninja stars..
  • don’t do drugs kids (unless it’s part of your character development)
  • I PLEDGE ALLEGIANCE TO MY INDEPENDENT SUPERSOLIDERS IN HEREEEE (oh whoa whoa baaabbyyy)
  • arguably the coolest costume out of all his friends
  • the bronx

kevin jonas

  • young avengers presents: and you guys thought tommy was forgotten by the fandom a lot
  • failsafe
  • “billy, tommy….i am your father”
  • to which, the twins replied: “holy fuck and we just finished our family tree project! hold on give us a moment…where’s the whiteout..”
  • billy killed him because jonas threatened to replace his position on the team as the talking gps/teammate tracker 

ants just wanna have fun

  • the young avengers wouldn’t let her join so she stepped on them
  • you know that chuck e. cheese game called spider stomp?
  • that’s new york city for her
  • would def unironically make friendship bracelets for everyone on the team
  • “who’s picking you up from school today sweetie?” either s.h.i.e.l.d., iron man, captain america, or all 700 avengers at once
  • i can’t even count on one hand the amount of times i’ve spoiled this one for somebody oops haha

kang the high schooler

  • if you could gaze into the future (future, future))
  • you might think would be a breeze (life is a breeze)
  • seeing trouble from a distance (yeah, go nate)
  • but its’s not that easyyyy (oh no)
  • I try to save the situation, then I end up misbehaving
  • (sorry about that timeline)
  • (not really tho)

dj starship

  • tommy: who are you?
  • noh: i’m you, but appreciated by marvel writers
  • the reason the young avengers can officially say they’ve road-tripped with an alien
  • that boy you just called cocky? he’s actually a cockroach. you racist sonnuva bitch.
  • has two dicks, by word of god
  • thinks teddy is wasting his shapeshifting abilities (see: chair butt, or rather, a disappointing lack-thereof)
  • had a beard once. we don’t talk about it.
  • honorary spice girls member
  • voted most likely in kree military training to systematically destroy planets. or was he voted most likely to meet beyonce? kree language is so hard to translate, it could honestly be either one of those categories.
  • the nightwing of the young avengers, in both his fighting style, the cut of his costume, and his writers’ fledgling aspirations to make him a sex symbol for the female gaze
  • fact: his relationship with a woman by the alias of Exterminatrix is underestimated as a valuable resource for nsfw headcanons
  • frat boy with a ray gun. be afraid.
SHINee in school

Minho: Hot varsity soccer jock that is secretly a dork, hangs out with Onew mostly. (Wants Onew’s intellegence to rub off on him)

Jonghyun: Sappy band bassist who writes poems to girls/boys. (secretly a fuckboy)

Key: Openly gay since preschool, won’t talk to you unless you’re in gucci. (has a soft spot for quiet kids)

Onew: Captain of a reputable club, also captain of chicken club. Taking Calculus DC. (Likes being called daddy by his love interests)

Taemin: Kid who was bumped up a few grade levels, is part of the anime club with Jonghyun. Always looks lost. (is secretly the fuckiest fuckboy of them all)

high school by sign
  • Aries: emotionally confusing AP kid who also happens to be a varsity jock and Too Perfect For This World but you suspect has a dark secret
  • Taurus: Chess Club President but also ran through the school dressed as a banana once
  • Gemini: Overcommitted but promises they're going to make it to the poetry club editorial meeting today, they swear, unless the Model UN meeting gets pushed forward a day, and even then they can probably just go back and forth right? Like that wouldn't be disruptive or anything.
  • Cancer: "reality is an illusion and school doesn't even matter, I'm gonna learn how to shoot a gun for the thrill of it"
  • Leo: That kid who was like "theater is for nerds" but now stars in every production
  • Virgo: Horse girl, but the kind of horse girl who will probably be in the Olympics one day and everyone else will still be like "but wait doesn't the horse do all the work" smdh
  • Libra: Tumblr famous for their fashion blog featuring hats for pugs
  • Scorpio: Secretly knows how to kill a man with their bare hands, probably super good at Latin (for unspooling the secrets of the Ancient Ones)
  • Sagittarius: Has already ascended to a higher plane/gotten into some Ivy League-level-but-not-actually-Ivy-League school where they don't give out grades and everyone eats raw kale all the time
  • Capricorn: "Oh you're running for class president? I've already won it. I'm sorry. Have a cookie. But also please know that I will beat you at Yearbook President and Most Likely to Succeed as well. I'm so sorry. Would you like more cookies?"
  • Aquarius: Listens to a lot of 80's New Wave and wears neutrals, will probably be a therapist one day, may or may not be part of a benign religious cult
  • Pisces: Remember that time someone chalked a bunch of expressionist art on the building and then streaked through the football field covered in paint? Yeah. Definitely Pisces.

Reading fic and eating movie theater candy ‘cause it has been a truly terrible horrible day. Deputy Derek, Daddy Derek, Alpha Derek, Wolf Derek, Jock Derek, Prince Derek…I love them all!!!!

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Derek has questions. Stiles has answers. Also dick pics. Stiles has Dereks’ dick pics.

Insane Chemistry (with Derek Hale) by theroguesgambit | 13,487

Derek is the popular, varsity jock, prom king of the school, and Stiles is not going to be the cliche that ends up falling for him. (It’s not a cliche if no one else knows about it, right?)

Lunch and Pinatas by literaryoblivion | 1,556

After Derek becomes a deputy, he notices Stiles coming around a lot and hanging out with Deputy Parrish. And yeah, he’s kind of jealous because he thought he and Stiles might have had… something.

of course, of course by bleep0bleep | 12,948

Derek swallows, watching Stiles mull over the paperwork. “Are you sure about this?”

“Absolutely,” Stiles says, licking his lips. He signs with a flourish and pushes the contract back at Derek.

Derek knows every word of the contract by heart, but his heart stutters anyways when a sentence jumps out at him. The client acknowledges that any bond created during the heat session is temporary.

One Night Pancakes by literaryoblivion | 5,643

Derek loves his kids. He does. But… every once in a while he needs a break from them. It’s natural. It’s totally fine. He needs some “me” time occasionally. It’s allowed, okay?

At least this is what he keeps telling himself when he drops the kids and their overnight bags off at his older sister Laura’s house.

Stood Up and Standing Out by kitsunequeen | 2,416

By eight o’clock, Derek has begun playing on his phone, because really, who could judge him harder at this point? Besides, it’s better than exchanging looks with Puppy Dog Eyes.

He’s just leveled up in Candy Crush when someone practically bursts in through the front doors.

“Oh my gosh,” the man says loudly. It’s not enough to silence the restaurant, but it does make most of the patrons glance over. “I am so sorry. I’m here for dinner with Mr. Hale,” he tells the maître d’, and that certainly catches Derek’s attention. “The reservation should be in his name. Is he even here still?”

“Erm, yes, Mr…” the man behind the desk says, and Derek can easily picture his disapproving frown.

“Stilinski.”

The Right Book, in the Right Hands by TroubleIWant | 10,633

Stiles loves his job. Mostly. Like, maybe sixty-seven percent loves. For right out of college that’s pretty good, right? And among people working in the Chicago O’Hare airport he’s positive he’s in the 99th percentile of job enjoyment.

When all is said and done, he really does love putting the right book into the right hands. Especially when those hands are as attractive as the ones attached to Hot Businessman Derek Hale.

Theory of Overprotective Canines by rosepetals42 | 11,798

Stiles is totally looking forward to living alone in his super cool apartment off-campus. He is. He is also very excited to bike to school every day, ready to set up an awesome game room, and definitely over his crush on Derek Hale. Completely over it.

Or at least he is until Derek decides he’s moving in with him. And then turns out to be the perfect roommate. And then starts attending all his classes. As a wolf.

This is not going according to plan.

Turn a Little Faster by skoosiepants | 3,207

He shifts back and forth on his feet and tries to psych himself up. He can do this. He’s a badass werewolf, he can totally tell Stiles that they accidentally got werewolf married because—because Stiles was thinking about him, and happened to give him a token of his, uh, affection under the silvery light of the last full moon. Platonic affection, Derek thinks sourly, so he doesn’t get why his wolf feels all warm and fuzzy and bonded all of a sudden.

Honestly, it’s like—why aren’t people accidentally getting werewolf married all the time, if it happens this easily?

With Warmest Regards (Affectionately Yours) by asocialfauxpas (fuzzytomato) | 5,920

House Hale and House Stilinski form an alliance through the betrothal of Prince Derek and Prince Stiles. Having only met once before, they write letters to get to know one another.

  • Aries: JV Jocks
  • Taurus: Asian nerds
  • Gemini: cool Asians
  • Cancer: varsity jocks
  • Leo: unfriendly black hotties
  • Virgo: girls who eat their feelings
  • Libra: girls who don't eat anything
  • Scorpio: desperate wannabes
  • Sagittarius: burnouts
  • Capricorn: sexually active band geeks
  • Aquarius: the greatest people you will ever meet
  • Pisces: and the worst
The signs and their mean girls cliques

Asian nerds: Sagittarius

Cool asians: Libra

Varsity jocks: Leo

Unfriendly black hotties: Aries

Girls who eat their feelings: Taurus

Girls who don’t eat anything: Aquarius

Desperate wannabes: Cancer

Burnouts: Scorpio

Sexually active band geeks: Capricorn

Art freaks: Pisces

Plastics: Gemini, Virgo

where the signs sit in the cafeteria
  • Libra: JV jocks
  • Scorpio: Asian nerds
  • Sagittarius: Cool Asians
  • Capricorn: varsity jocks
  • Aquarius: unfriendly black hotties
  • Pisces: girls who eat their feelings
  • Aries: girls who don't eat anything
  • Taurus: desperate wannabes
  • Gemini: burnouts
  • Cancer: sexually active band geeks
  • Leo: THE GREATEST PEOPLE YOU WILL EVER MEET
  • Virgo: and the worst. Beware of the Plastics.
When Canadiens goalie Jacques Plante surprised the hockey world by donning a fibreglass mask during a Nov. 1, 1959, NHL game, he had at least one supporter in the city of Montreal.

When Elizabeth Jenkinson, a wife and mother of three, learned of Plante’s actions, she casually told her family: “I used to wear a mask.”

Indeed she did.

On Feb. 7, 1927, Elizabeth Graham, the 21-year-old goalie on the Queen’s University women’s hockey team, became the first netminder to wear a mask in a game.

The Arnprior native did so in a 3-2 win over the Toronto Varsity Blues at Jock Harty Arena.

The Whig-Standard reported in its Feb. 8 edition that “The Queen’s goaler gave the fans a surprise when she stepped into the nets and then donned a fencing mask. It was safety-first with her and even at that she can’t be blamed for her precautionary methods.”

The Queen’s Journal reported that “Bessie Graham, resplendent in full armour guarded the net.”

Calum the jock
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You were sitting alone in the cafeteria, trying to finish your homework that was due next block when you heard them. You heard their snickers before You saw them. The jocks, or rather the want to be jocks, the varsity bench warmers who think they are hot shit just because of the letters on their jackets.

“You are too hot to be so smart,” the tallest one - Nate - slides into the seat across from me, leaning against the table towards you. “There is more to life than books.”

You roll my eyes, focusing on your book to prevent the heat from rising to your cheeks.

“I bet she hasn’t even kissed anyone,” the guy behind him sneers, the others laughing at patting him on the back.

“Have you bookie? I’d be awefully surprised if you said no with a body like yours,” he smirks, raising his eyebrows at you. He slides his hand across the table, touching your arm.

“Get off of me,” You pull away. His friends let out a harmony of “ooooo’s”.

“Come on, I can teach you things those books could never tell you,” he reaches over to touch my other arm.

“Leave me alone,” you mutter, glaring at him from behind your textbook. His friends were whispering bets to each other, as if you were a piece in their game.

“Come on we’re just having a little fun,” he walks over to me, leaning down so that his face is next to mine. “You like fun, don’t you?”

You shift in your seat uncomfortably, wanting to leave the room.

“Guys let her go, come on now,” a boy from the edge of the group attempts to speak up, you recognize him from your algebra class, his deep brown eyes giving you an apologetic look.

“Shut the fuck up Calum,” Nate flips him off. He turns back to you, opening his mouth to talk, but the boy, Calum, cuts him off.

“Leave her alone,” he steps out of the group, walking over to Nate.

“Are you going to make me?” Nate stands up, hovering over Calum.

“No,” he backs off, but glances at you quickly. Nonchalantly he flicks his hand, signaling for you to get up and leave. “Why Nate are you scared?” He distracts him. You gather your books and slip away from the table as Nate nears Calum. You go out into the hallway, leaning up against to lockers and taking a deep breath. Your arms were shaking out of anger and fear.

A few minutes later you hear footsteps coming from behind you, you stiffen, preparing for the worst.

“I’m so sorry about them,” a soft voice approaches you. You turn around to see the boy Calum. He nervously runs a hand through his hair. “You don’t deserve assholes like that bothering you.”

“It’s fine,” you shrug, opening your locker. You pause, turning to him, his eyes watching you carefully, “thanks by the way. I hope he doesn’t give you too much trouble.”

“I don’t care what he thinks of me,” Calum shrugs. “I just want to make sure you are okay.”

“I’m fine,” You slide your books into your locker. “You’re the first person to care,” you whisper, clutching your locker door.

“If it makes you feel better, I’ve never kissed anyone either,” he mutters, leaning up against the locker next to you.

“You? A varsity football player?” You laugh, glancing over at him unbelievingly.

“I’m more of a water boy with benefits,“Calum shrugs, folding his arms, "everyone around here is shallow and self obsessed. Well except for you.”

“You don’t even know me.”

“I know when you are taking your tests and you get nervous you always play with your bottom lip. When the teacher makes a mistake on the board and you don’t want to say anything you always tap your foot real fast. When you catch me looking at you in class you look away real fast, all confused, because for some reason you don’t believe someone can like you,” Calum’s teeth graze his bottom lip.

“Now you are just a creeper,” you blush, hiding your face behind your locker door. You stay silent for a moment, until you let out a nervous laugh. “I always looked away because I thought you caught me staring at you.”

Calum lets out a chuckle, his eyes scrunching up with his smile. “So if I kissed you right now, would you kiss me back?”

“I don’t know,” I hide my smile behind my locker door. “I don’t really know how to kiss.”

“Neither do I, but there is only one way to learn,” Calum softly shuts your locker door, your eyes settling on his plump, pink lips. He lets out a nervous chuckle before leaning in, a smile on his lips as he closes his eyes, your breathing hitching as you nervously near him, pressing your lips together. At first you both just stay like that, Calum trying not to laugh against your lips, but he takes the lead, parting his lips as you cup his neck, pulling him closer. You brush your lips against his, your tongue tracing his bottom lip before pulling away.

“You’ve always been a fast learner,” Calum smiles against your lips.