Confused... (Immortal x Tigataga)
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				Title: <strong>Confused... (Immortal x Tigataga)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Immortal</strong> on <strong>24-01-2014, 23:00:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1224.photobucket.com/albums/ee365/simplistics/Vampires%20and%20Werewolves/tumblr_m7acsl3PkA1rt9xz5o1_500.gif)</div> Derek had always been a werewolf, well sort of. Most of that side of him had been dominant, he was born that way. He had a few of the werewolf attributes, but the full package wouldn't come along until he needed it. <em>Not until his life depended on it.</em> He lived with his uncle for some years, learning for the future about what to do on full moons and whatnot. Though, it didn't all become a harsh reality until one night... He was attacked, by his own uncle, it seemed that he had lost control. They had sort of gotten to a scuffle and his uncle just turned and attacked him. He tried to fight back, he tried to run, and he tried to reason with the man... It just didn't happen. He saw his life flash before his eyes.<br><br>That's when it happened, he too shifted into the being he was meant to be... He was fully a werewolf now, and he made it out alive and safe. His uncle seemed a lot happier about the whole situation afterward, he seemed more please that Derek was at his full potential. Things weren't as easy as he was told it would be. He felt lied to, and the way Peter acted he felt as though he had caused the whole thing. He didn't say anything to him about it though, he kept quiet and kept that anger bottled up inside of him, which seemed so much harder to do now.<br><br>He was having trouble controlling himself and became a danger to others Peter kept him locked in the house, he had to drop out of the university he was going to, and cut all contact with those around him. Peter took everything from him, not wanting to risk anything. He seemed to be at a loss on how to help Derek, which frustrated him because while Derek was mostly human Peter had promised so much, and all of it seemed to turn out to just be words. That were just said in the heat of the moment.<br><br>Soon enough, they uprooted their lives and moved to Beacon Hills, California, supposedly there was someone there that could help Derek with his problem, help him get more control. A Druid, by the name on Deaton. Though, when they got there, the druid was quite wary of the two werewolves, he definitely didn't trust them. He turned Derek away, telling him there was nothing he could do for him. Derek went home, angry at everything and everyone. Peter was quick to lock him in his room, as to make sure he wouldn't destroy things in their new house, though what Derek did with his room Peter felt was completely up to him.<br><br>Everything sucked, Derek through some things around for a while before he settled down on his bed and cried silently into his pillow. He hated how he felt, being a werewolf sucked. His emotions... They felt more intense than before. If it wasn't bad enough he was beginning to question his sexuality, he had been for a while unsure if he really liked women or not. He had dated a few and gotten his heart broken a couple of times, though he felt something different toward men. He had been doing research about it before the whole turning into a werewolf thing came along.<br><br>A thought came to him in his broken down state, he searched his room and found his laptop, he had been hiding it from Peter it was the only thing he didn't take. He went to his browser and opened up a site he had bookmarked. It was a place for LGBTQA to meet, talk, and get support. He had been too afraid to sign up in his old town because he knew a lot of the people there and he didn't want anything embarrassing like this to be found out about him. Especially if it wasn't true. He didn't know anyone in Beacon Hills so he decided it was worth a shot.<br><br>With shaky hands he began the sign up process, though just as a precatious he looked up to his door and went to it. He locked it from the inside so Peter couldn't come charging in. He was soon signed up for the site, he went through the motions of setting up his profile and answering some questions. He sighed, as he sat there, cross-legged on the bed. He had his chin resting atop his hand as he watched the screen, hoping something would happen soon... Hoping someone could help him.<br><br>He was feeling a bit better than before, he had calmed down and wasn't so angry. All that sat inside of him now was fear of the unknown. He was nervous, and scared... Not that there was anything he should be afraid of. He hoped that maybe with solving the dilemma of his sexuality it would take a weight off of his chest, maybe then he would be able to control everything better. He knew he had to get his werewolf side controlled before he could meet anyone, but he figured a little online chatting wouldn't matter. Surely, he could find out his sexuality through talking to people on the internet, then he would just have to find out officially when he met the right person and it came to sex. By then, he planned to have things under control though... Or so he hoped. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confused... (Immortal x Tigataga)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tigataga</strong> on <strong>14-02-2014, 11:47:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.survivingcollege.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/08/feature-image-dylan-obrien.jpg)</div> "Dude, c'mon, I'm so frikken bored, all I wanna do is go out and have some fun for once in this back water town," Stiles huffed into the camera, leaning against his desktop and watching Scott on the computer screen, but happening to notice his own video feed in the corner, he'd been growing his hair out over the summer, but this was really the first time he'd taken notice of it, he was looking pretty good. Of course not anywhere as close to how his bestie's hair had looked back when he'd had it at practically hippie length. Of course, having known each other a good while, when Stiles had first come out, he'd admitted the slight mancrush he had on him, but they'd sorted that out and it was strictly platonic... Although it had taken some friendly experimental making out to come to that conclusion. They flirted about a little and everyone teased them as platonic life partners, but he also knew Scott was just sorting sstuff out, he and Allison kind of... rocky to say the least, but that was him to figure out.<br><br>"Sorry bro," Scott replied, finally taking Stiles' attention off of his hair and himself, a hard feat. to accomplish, but of course Scott was one of the only people who'd made it an artform. "Gotten behind on my homework, Mom's out but you know her, the instant I try and do something, she'd know." That was true, Stiles knew it, both his dad and Scott's mom had these sixth senses or something, or they just had a phone tree or something.<br><br>"Ugh, my dad's on duty, come on, you couldn't even come over or anything?" Scott shook his head and Stiles sighed, giving up despite his best interests. "Fine, fair enough bro, guess I should let you get on then," he pouted, hating to admit defeat, but Scott's apologetic look just continued to beat down Stiles' will until he couldn't protest any more. "Alright, later bro, love ya,"<br><br>Scott simply smirked but it was genuine none the less. "Love you too, hope you find something to do." And then with a click of a button, Scott was gone and again Stiles was alone. Leaving him with a single option of what to do, and probably what he would've ended up doing even if his friend had come over, just for fun, and mostly to have a second opinion, straight as he was, it was always good to have another's thoughts on websites like this. Because he was mostly in the local chats though, he pretty much knew everyone on there which was unfortunate, always good for a chat and sometimes just a hang out (though Danny had said it before, Stiles had found out that Beacon Hills' first out student liked to cuddle, and for good reason).<br><br>SexyStillinski (such a clever username) logged in and was surprised by the first thing he noticed, an indication that there was a new user logged in nearby. Well, that was certainly news to him. He double checked everything that had been entered so far, the guy was a little older than him, so not a high schooler unfortunately, but still close enough to his age that it wasn't creepy. And it certainly wasn't creepy when he sent a 'welcome' not a message as such, but a smiley face, just to be friendly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confused... (Immortal x Tigataga)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Immortal</strong> on <strong>14-02-2014, 18:39:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://31.media.tumblr.com/ce932bb2c100c9e9c7efe821cfc7c0ae/tumblr_inline_mxvnvokyGs1s777y6.gif)</div>After refreshing his page serveral times, up popped a list of who was online in the area, it was only one person though... And a guy nonetheless, Derek thought the kid was pretty cute too, SexyStilinski was his username, a bit... Cocky...? Sort of unoriginal too, but Derek didn't judge the guy just on that, maybe he was a bit of a jokester and it was just him trying to be humorous. Derek's own username wasn't very creative, at least in his mind, LoneWolf was what he had chosen. It was relevant to how he felt and he knew not many people believed werewolves were real, so he knew he was not exposing himself in anyway. Plus, it was quite the common saying.<br><br>Derek jumped as he saw a message pop up on his screen, he was a bit afraid that this kid could see when he was viewing his profile, either that or it was just a weird coincidence. SexyStilinski was a bit younger than he was, in high school, not quite 18, but Derek figured it wouldn't hurt to talk to the guy. <em>'Hey there! :)'</em> Derek sent, in response to the other's message. He was getting a bit shaking, but he had no idea why he was nervous, he didn't know this guy... Maybe it wasn't that he was nervous, it was just the rush of finally reaching out about these feelings he had been feeling for so long and now he was finally setting things straight.<br><br>A knock came at Derek's door, he sighed and looked to it. "Derek, I have some food for you... I will leave it here for when you want to eat." Said the voice of his uncle, Derek didn't answer though, instead he waited till he could hear the other male's footsteps downstairs, far away from his room. He moved to the door, opening it he found a nice steak dinner, along with something to drink. Derek brought it into his room and set it on his nightstand. He figured Peter brought it up because he noticed how quickly Derek had calmed down, but figured he would stay in his room... He was definitely right about that, if he thought that. Derek had no plans of leaving his rooms tonight, unless this SexyStilinski convinced him to meet in person or something, after they talked for a while... Even then, Derek would be hesitant to do so, he was too shy to do such things without a lot of convincing and pushing.<br><br>He brought the plate onto his lap and began to eat, as he waited to hear back from the other male, the steak was cooked to perfection, it was cooked enough to be considered cooked by human standards, but raw enough to leave a huge pool of juice... That made Derek's mouth water, he loved the taste of the juice. He usually saved it for last, because it was the best and he could just lap at his plate till it was clean.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confused... (Immortal x Tigataga)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tigataga</strong> on <strong>19-02-2014, 16:56:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.survivingcollege.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/08/feature-image-dylan-obrien.jpg)</div> Aww, Stiles (being a little bit creepy admittedly) refreshed the page every so often while he was waiting for a reply, seeing the information 'Lonewolf' had put up. He'd make a little joke out of the user name, but the guy seemed pretty sweet. Which admittedly was strange, his picture showed him looking quite shy and reserved, but DAMN. He didn't believe in love at first sight, but lust was for sure. He bit his lip a little as he looked over the guy's picture rather shamelessly. Well, if push came to shove, he at least had some jerking material. No! Bad Stiles. It was a new face of a guy he didn't know. If he started off getting horny over it already he'd likely get a boner every time he saw him... If he ever saw him at all of course.<br><br>Finally hearing the 'ping' of receiving a message, he grinned a little, at least he'd said hello back. Now, the most difficult part of any conversation, how do you keep them interested and not come off seeming like a complete pervert only wanting to hook up. He wasn't Jackson after all. '<em>So, you're a fresh face to the Beacon Hills location search :P</em>' A good start, just asking him where he was originally from seemed like a good idea. He was afterall pretty damn sure if a guy like that was living in Beacon Hills for the last 17 years of Stiles' life, he'd notice. '<em>New arrival, recluse or have you been hiding from me and are questioning or whatever.</em>'<br><br>Wait, no, that was a bit forward and pressing for information, no no no, that was rude. Again, bad Stiles. '<em>Oh, I mean, like, you don't have to tell me if you are questioning confused or shit like that. Sorry, I'm kinda used to being so forward, my brain lacks a filter for this kind of stuff, it pisses my dad off to no end.</em>' And now he was just rambling. Oops. Come on, don't scare this guy off now. '<em>But yeah. Uh, where you from?</em>'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confused... (Immortal x Tigataga)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Immortal</strong> on <strong>24-02-2014, 20:00:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://31.media.tumblr.com/ce932bb2c100c9e9c7efe821cfc7c0ae/tumblr_inline_mxvnvokyGs1s777y6.gif)</div> Derek focused on the meal in front of him, trying to not get himself too hyped up about talking to this kid, he was, after all, still in high school and a bit younger than Derek... Which made things... Difficult, especially since he wasn't over eighteen yet. He had no plans to do anything sexual with the kid, friends was a fine thing to be, especially if he was willing to help Derek figure things out.<br><br>He looked up, mid-bite, as he heard a low ping come from his computer, his volume was up enough so he could hear if he got a message since he wasn't always paying attention. He laughed as the male seemed to be trying to figure something that didn't sound creepy, to say. <em>'Haha, no worries.'</em> He typed back, replying to the being forward thing.<br><br>He wasn't sure if he should give up a bunch of information about himself so easily. Not that it could really come to any harm to him, but it was still weird giving information such as where you came from and why you are interested in a site, especially when you were as cut off as Derek was. Someone who didn't give information up easily. <em>'To answer your other questions; no, I am not from around here...'</em> He entered what he said, nervous to continue but he did anyways. <em>'I just moved here, I am infact... Uhmm... Questioning, I guess. And... Where I came from... Well, I came here from Washington.</em> <br><br>He moved back to his food, nervous about being so open to this guy he didn't know. This wasn't like him, but neither was going on a site for LGBTQA people. He was... Growing, and he wasn't sure how to feel about it exactly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confused... (Immortal x Tigataga)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tigataga</strong> on <strong>02-03-2014, 18:05:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.survivingcollege.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/08/feature-image-dylan-obrien.jpg)</div> Oh God, the guy was being cute even in text format, how was this fair? It was like he could imagine the guy's voice being low and gruff, but at the same time stammering and the guy's face flushed red with embarrassment. Stiles could barely contain himself even audibly making 'aww' sounds to himself. The guy was being so open with him, it was quite sweet, he honestly hadn't expected a response at all just yet, simply for the fact that, well, the guy was new to the area, then again, maybe it was a good way to make friends in the area, the guy was just lucky Stiles came across him first, not trying to find a quick fuck.<br><br>'<em>Oh wow, next door to the president huh? And you came all the way to this backwater place? Sorry to hear about that, seriously, nothing interesting happens around here.</em>' Stiles typed out in answer, initially avoiding the question of his new friend's orientation, because, sure, he'd asked, but the guy was obviously nervous about it, and it had taken a lot of guts to admit that if that was the case. He admired that a little, he could remember when he first started to question himself. He'd not even been able to talk to Scott about this, mostly due to his feelings for his friend, but it was a scary thing to discover about himself and to tell other people was... terrifying. Even to admit being unsure of himself, Stiles admired that about the guy.<br><br>Smiling softly, he couldn't help but type out; '<em>Well, as one of the first guys to know of your being here, allow me to welcome you to Beacon Hills. This might sound a bit forward, and I do apologise for it if I am, or if it makes you uncomfortable, but, you know, it doesn't hurt to ask something, right? So, um, yeah, do you wanna meet up? Like, okay, it sounds like I'm a pervy guy who's just gonna grope you, but I promise I'm not. And I know, I know, that's something a pervy guy would say, but I super duper awesomely promise I'm not. But like, if you want to do so, it doesn't have to be right now, or even tonight, or even in the next 48 hours or... okay, I'm rambling and stuff, but like, being new anyway can royally suck, so like, can just be a friend, can talk about whatever you want, not just how being gay, or in your case questioning about being gay is awesome and... wow, I've just realised how much of a text wall I'm sending you. But um, yeah, meet up sometime and become buddies?</em>'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confused... (Immortal x Tigataga)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Immortal</strong> on <strong>14-03-2014, 06:36:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://31.media.tumblr.com/ce932bb2c100c9e9c7efe821cfc7c0ae/tumblr_inline_mxvnvokyGs1s777y6.gif)</div><em>'You're a little off, I came from the state of Washington, not Washington DC.'</em> He typed back, he couldn't help, but laugh at the other male's response. Though, he didn't think of him as dumb, just cute. <em>'Thanks, my uncle doesn't really like it here... He has his own reasons, I was kind of in the same boat as him... Though, I think things might turn around for what I think. Haha.'</em> He avoided the meeting up question as he tried to think about what he should do. He felt himself shaking as he got nervous at the thought of meeting up with the other male, but it couldn't hurt... Could it? It was just a friendly meet up. <br><br><em>'Sure. At some point.'</em> He finally answered, a split second decision that he made himself type out before he was to over think it. <em>'I wouldn't mind making a new friend. I don't really know my way around here... It might be nice to have a tour guide and friend. I am sort of lonely in this room of mine.'</em> He looked down to his plate, seeing one bite left and some juice, once that was done he got up, threw his blanket over the computer, hoping it didn't close and then opening the door. He set his dishes outside of his door before he shut and locked the door once more.<br><br>He hurried back to his computer, he was nervous and excited, adrenaline pumped through his blood at the thought of meeting this guy, at making a friend. Sure, the kid was underage, but he had no plans to be doing anything with him... He wasn't even completely sure if he had an interest in men, though he was leaning that way. He just needed to have an experience or two of his own... Preferably with someone that he could legally be with. <em>'Not to like... Totally kill the mood here, but is there anyone.... Of the over eighteen variety that might have an interest in talking with me? Not that you aren't awesome or anything... I just. I don't know... As I said I am questioning and... There are things in my questioning that I need experience with... And yeah... Ugh. I am all red just trying to type this.'</em> He instantly regretted typing it out and sending it, but he did. He was in fact all red from having to admit that to the other, he hoped that the other wouldn't be offended or anything by what he had said. It was the truth though... Then again with some convincing he would probably just settle for this cute little boy, if the moment and everything was right.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confused... (Immortal x Tigataga)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Tigataga</strong> on <strong>03-04-2014, 20:17:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://www.survivingcollege.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/08/feature-image-dylan-obrien.jpg)</div> Whoa whoa whoa, did he really just pull that out on him? Stiles didn't know whether to treat this as a joke or if he should be offended by that notion. Sure, he was questioning and yeah, he could see the appeal of talking to someone his own age but... Come on. He huffed and pouted a little for a minute. But of course, this guy couldn't see his adorable, cuteness and shit. So this wasn't going to do anything.<br><br>Unable to stop himself from grinning a little bit at the last part of the message, he again huffed and pulled himself back up to the keyboard and started typing again. <em>"Hey, just cause I'm a little under eighteen, I'm still probably the best damn source of info in town... next to Danny, but he's not on here, no matter how much I try to convince him. He's eighteen though... But he's off limits okay? I don't care how nice a dude he is, you stay away from him y'hear! :P"</em><br><br><em>"Look, I'm only two months away from being a complete consenting adult, but uhm, okay... Wow, I honestly don't know how to reply to that. You're probably the first guy to give much of a damn about my age. But, yeah, really aside from Danny (OFF LIMITS), I don't know any gay guys in Beacon Hills. I mean, Jungle's just about the next town over to be considered, but that's still needing to be 21 to do anything fun. I mean I snuck in once, totally made friends with a group of drag queens. Buuuuuuuut, yeah, no. BH's LGBT sector is... limited."</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Confused... (Immortal x Tigataga)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Immortal</strong> on <strong>09-04-2014, 00:04:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://31.media.tumblr.com/ce932bb2c100c9e9c7efe821cfc7c0ae/tumblr_inline_mxvnvokyGs1s777y6.gif)</div>Derek read the message, trying to decipher what kind of tone of voice this was coming through as, he was beginning to think that the man on the other side of the computer screen had a thing for this Danny kid... Maybe he had a crush or something that's why he was telling Derek to stay away. <em>'I don't think I would enjoy the kind of scene going on at this Jungle place... At least not now, while I have no idea what I really want...'</em> He wrote back, still unsure how to respond to the Danny comment.<br><br>He took his time writing it out, but he finally came up with something. <em>'So... You and this Danny guy? You have a thing for him? Is that why you are telling me to stay away? ;P'</em> He wasn't the most brilliant person, but it came across sort of as teasing enough that he hoped the other wouldn't take offense to it.<br><br><em>'I guess you'll have to do though. If you can help me, that's great. It's not like I am looking for a hook-up anyways so age really shouldn't matter. By the way, happy early birthday! :)'</em> He was a bit nervous still about talking to the other, even if it was through text. He had no idea why he had wished the guy a happy birthday, two months off... Maybe it was because Derek didn't expect to be around for that long or for this guy to even want anything to do with him two months down the road. 
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