#derek hale x male reader

[gayaristocrat]

Big Booty!Derek Hale is a top but his boyfriend M/N is obsessed with the werewolf's bountiful ass. He'll grab onto it constantly during sex, holding onto it for dear life as Derek plows him.

Derek just accepts that his boyfriend will be groping him all the time

See, everyone knows Derek’s ass is completely off limits. That means no touching, no slapping, no grabbing, and no playing with it. Hell don’t even look at it. Derek can tell any and everyone about this and everyone listened, except for one, M/N.

You see, it’s not M/N’s fault, he can’t help it if Derek’s ass is just so tempting. Those plump round cheeks just sit there, tempting him, begging to be grabbed and squeezed. The things he’d do just to fall face first into the globe-like mounds. He’d beg and beg Derek to let him touch it and every time Derek says no. Cut to M/N sulking and laying fetal position facing the wall cos Derek won’t let him touch his ass. I mean M/N complains about how Derek could be a big booty top and not do anything with an ass that fat.

However one time during sex while Derek was funking M/N within an inch of his life, M/N couldn’t even think straight. His heavy werewolf boyfriend was plowing deep in his ass and M/N was holding onto Derek tightly, digging his nails into his back. When Derek suddenly hiked M/N legs up into a mating press position he almost lost balance from the intense pleasure and grabbed onto the first thing he could thing of, Derek’s ass.

M/N has always been obsessed with Derek’s ass, so he finally decided to take advantage of this situation and grab tightly onto the werewolf’s cheeks like his life depended on it. At this point Derek was going to stop him, but feeling the hands on his ass actually felt kinda nice.

Taking this as a silent “ok”, M/N went even further as to start slapping Derek’s ass, feeling the meat mounds jiggle in his hands while Derek plows him.

Safe to say now that Derek internally loved when M/N plays with his ass and not just during sex, but he sure and he’ll won’t say anything to M/N about it. Derek just accepts that this is his new life now, he knows his boyfriend and he knows that ass grabbing won’t just be limited to the bedroom.

Cut to Derek stress groaning every time M/N grabs his ass in public and in the werewolf pack meetings.

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[supercap2319]

You and Derek can feel a little Eli trying to squeeze in between you 2 in bed and you playfully make it hard for him.

The moment that the sound of little paddles of feet hit the ground, Derek knew it was Eli. They drew closer and closer until the door to their bedroom opened up and Eli came inside.

Derek nudged Y/N away slightly, and when the other looked at him in confusion, Derek smiled and whispered: "Eli..."

That's when the fell Eli go underneath the covers and heads towards the two men so he could be in the middle of both of them. Eli always did this. He would sneak into their room in the middle of the night, and sleep between them. Either it was because of nightmares, or because they were warm, both men let him do it.

Eli's little head poked out of the blankets and he made his way towards his intended destination, but Y/N and Derek huddled closer together and stopped Eli from slipping through with ease. The next few minutes were of Eli trying to get in between them as Derek and Y/N tried not to giggle.

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[soulofapatrick]

Hypnotised - Derek Hale

Summary: You think your boyfriend Derek is dead but find out something more heartbreaking 

Words: 852

Warning: angst

Y/N’s POV 

"Y/N, you gotta keep going," Stiles scoots into the seat next to me, being the only one to truly see how much I'm struggling with Derek's death, "Derek wouldn't want you to be sad."

"But-"

"Y/N," He shushes me and pulls me into a tight hug that has me squeezing my eyes shut tightly to stop the tears that are threatening to fall. I can't cry here, on the coach back from the lacrosse trip and especially after last night in that creepy hotel, "Try get some sleep okay." I just nod into his shirt and let the exhaustion take over.

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Upon waking I find I'm in Stiles' jeep and we're outside the loft... Derek's loft. I know why I'm here but I don't think I can do it. Stiles stays quiet and I love that about my brother - he knows when I need him to comfort me and when I just need him to be a silent constant in my life. Now is a silent constant I need to get my thoughts together.

He eventually places a hand over mine, meeting my gaze with soft cognac eyes, "Okay, okay I'm going." I nod, "C-can you wait for me?"

"Of course." He squeezes my hand reassuringly before letting me get out.

The walk up the the loft feels like the longest walk I have ever done and I have to stop ever so often, wanting to turn around and run back down the stairs. After what feels like forever I'm standing in front of the door, shaking and the jaguar side of me becoming almost overwhelmed by the scent that is so... Derek.

The first thing I see is blood, lots of it. Then the bed and it's not empty. No. Derek's there, passed out and bandaged up and he's obviously not alone. A door opens somewhere in the loft and I can't stop the defensive hiss that leaves my throat as I lay eyes upon her... Jennifer Blake. She's wearing one of Derek's shirts and her trousers are thrown somewhere on the floor as all she's in is Derek's shirt.

"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" I shriek but before I can even think about lunging at the stupid bitch I'm being grabbed and dragged out of the loft by someone with a very familiar scent: motor oil, old books and coffee. Stiles.

"We're going home," He tells me as he manhandles me into the passenger side of the jeep, "Put your claws away!" He adds before shutting the door and climbing into the drivers side. I've seen Stiles angry but not this angry, especially when he speed dials Scott and starts practically screaming that has even me, a werejaguar, cowering in my seat.

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I barely remember getting home and Stiles making me dinner as all I can see is Derek - my boyfriend - in bed with my English teacher. The evening blurs past with Stiles and Scott, who gets dragged over by a still fuming Stiles, doting over me. I think I remember one of them running me a bath and getting me into bed because I can't stop crying, finally understanding all those heartbreak songs. I cried myself to sleep and I know Scott could hear from downstairs.

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I get woken a few hours later by the familiar slide of my window opening and closing  and suddenly my senses are filled with all things Derek. I whine into the scent but then again I don't know how to feel so I just roll away from the Alpha. He doesn't get to feel hurt yet the pain pheromones are all I can damn smell.

"Just... just listen okay Baby," The bed dips and a shaking hand is placed on my hip, pausing to see if I shake him off but I just can't bring myself too, "I really don't know what happened. Ever since you, Scott and Stiles called me in about the birds in the classroom and I met Jennifer... well, it's felt like I've been hypnotised in some way. Every action I've done has been me... but not me."

"Hypnotised?" I ask quietly, still facing the wall and keeping my eyes squeezed shut.

"Like Jennifer has had some spell on me. She kissed me and I did fight but..." He pauses, as if struggling for the right words, "It was as if my will was suddenly stripped from me. I didn't want anything from Jennifer." He tells me and I shuffle around a bit, unsure whether to believe him or not, "Y/N, I only want you."

"But they age gap and Jennifer's more your age and-"

"Y/N," He pushes me onto my back, climbing over me and holding my face in his hands so I have no choice but to look into his sunflower eyes as he speaks, punctuating every word, " I. Only. Want. You."

"Me?"

"I love you,"

"Love?"

"Yes, you."

I'm surging up, capturing his lips in a kiss and just relishing in the feel of Derek. He's mine and I'm not letting him go.

"You still have to face Stiles."

"Fuck."

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[phantomraeken]

"I know you're in pain" ─ Teen Wolf ─ Derek Hale

A/N : Hi! My writing isnt the best! This will be a series of stories of our m!reader being in pain and how our Teen Wolf babies would react!

Character: Derek Hale

Warnings: Blood and gore

Y/N had many encounters with hunters. He was rarely scraped in the process of these encounters. Nothing some bandages and a lot of rest (that derek insisted on) wouldn't fix. Today was no different. He hadn't even been seaking out these people. He'd been sat at the bar of a coffee shop talking to the barista. They'd went to high school together a while back. He was a sweetheart, or so Y/N thought. Until an hand met his left shoulder. It was fine until the hand gripped. Hard. Y/N gently swiveled his head to meet the womans gaze. Before he could get a word out she shoved him out of the wooden bar stool on to the hard tile floor. He hadn't gotten a grip of the whole situation until he heard the bar stool hit the floor beside him.

"What the hell?" Y/N spat at the woman trying to push himself up. Her foot met his chest shoving him back down. Knocking the wind out of the boy. He let out a harsh breath. Y/N finally caught his breath and spoke again, his eyes shooting daggers at the dark haired woman. "Need something?"

"Awww, the wolfy is all mad." Her voice taunted his ears. His heart jumped as those words slipped through her painted red lips. Y/N went to grab her boot but the moment his hand met her shiny boot she pulled out a blade.

"Fuck off!" Y/N growled, his eyes sparked gold before returning to their natural (e/c) state.

"Cute." She smiled, a shit eating smile. A smile that made Y/N's anger rise. The woman slowly leaned down, her knees met the floor on either side of the boys torso. Her blade was waved in his face. Silver.

Y/N tried to move from her grip but suddenly pain throbbed through his upper right arm, she'd dug the blade through his arm making it stuck. He reached his other arm over his chest to pull it out. She clicked her tonuge. Suddenly, in one swift moment she grabbed Y/N's wrist and shoved it above his head. She pulled another blade out slashing it across his chest.

Y/N let out a shriek of pain. What more could he do? This hunter was insane. Before he could speak again her voice filled the silent café. "Your kind killed my family. Your father killed my family, Y/N L/N." Anger filled her voice. "And now I've come to repay you the favor, dear boy. Don't think any of your friend are safe either."

Y/N finally howled, it ended in a scream of pain. The lady laughed at his horrible noise. He watched as one of the workers covered his ears. Y/N was done. He ripped his hand out of the womans grasp. With the violent jerk his whole body moved, throwing her off of him. Though, it did result in the blade that was stuck in his arm cutting him further. Finally Y/N pulled the blade from his arm and threw it to the side.

The door quite litterly flew open and off its hinges. He couldn't even watch where it went. When it met a wall he winced at the horid noise. "Little late, don't you think?" Y/N gave a small, pained smile as he looked back to see Isaac, Boyd, Erica, and his lover boy, Derek Hale himself.

"Sorry honey. Figured you could hold your own." Derek spoke in his usual comanding tone, it was laced with sas and genuine care. Y/N pushed himself up before a new pain met his leg. He looked down at the woman. "Okay, now she's-"

"Really?" Y/N interrupted Derek. "Hun," He knelt down his gaze meeting hers. "I'll meet you in hell! Say hi to Peter for me, will you?" His free foot jerked to meet her face, sliding her back a few feet. "Nice blade too." He pulled the knife out of his leg. Y/N gave the blade a good look before throwing it. The blade met her head.

"Fuc-" Y/N's body finally gave out. Boyd quickly caught him and knelt down so Y/N wouldn't fall on the floor.

The world slowly went black, muffled voices filled Y/N's ears. Some of it was panicked, some was just pure anger.

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Y/N gained consciousness after a few painfully long hours for Derek. He was sat beside the unconscious body of his boyfriend. Derek had insisted that Y/N stayed at his place instead of a hospital.

His fingers were intertwined with the (s/c) boy. Derek didn't want to seem weak in front of the people who needed him. He finally broke down and started sobbing.

Y/N couldn't move, just listen to the chokes that slipped out of Derek's mouth. As he regained some strength he gave a small squeeze to Derek's hand. This was rewarded with a small kiss to his knuckles.

"You're alive." Derek spoke quietly.

Y/N managed to sit up. A spike of pain hit his chest. He let out a gasp and gritted his teeth. Derek's hand met his cheek.

"It hurts." Y/N gasped out. Normally he had a high pain tolerance but his chest was his weak spot. Derek gave a gentle shush like noise.

"I know honey. It's going to be okay. I'm here, Y/N. I'll take care of you. Okay?" Derek spoke sternly. Y/N knew Derek ment well. It was just his way of talking. "You need rest. Lay down. Now."

"Der, I can take care of myself. Ple-" Y/N was quickly cut off.

"No. I love your independence, really. But you need to trust me and rest. You're healing at the speed of a human this time." Derek spoke sternly. His eyes glowed red and a growl escaped his lips. "You need to lay down."

"Okay, okay. I'll rest." Y/N slid back into a laying position before giving a small pat to the bed beside him. "You should rest too. You're stressing to much about me. Please."

Derek couldn't resist your cute face, he loved the small smiles you gave him. Everything about you was perfect to him. He gave in and slipped under the blankets with you. He very, very gently wrapped his arms around you. Like you were fragile.

"Derek." Y/N started. Derek pushed his face into the smaller boys neck, his breath ghosting over it. In response to his name he gently hummed. "I'm not fragile, you know?" Derek moved his face so the two boys locked eyes.

"I'm scared I'll-" Y/N cut him off with a kiss.

Derek melted into the kiss a small smile played at the sides of his mouth.

Once Derek shifted to make both boys more comfortable Y/N was asleep in seconds. Derek loved when his boyfriend fell asleep in his arms. He knew he wouldn't sleep. Derek had to watch and make sure Y/N's chest was still rising and falling.

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It had been a few days sense the incident. Y/N had finally started showing signs of healing. Today was his first day out of bed, against Derek's word. It took him a few tries to get out of bed but he found his footing. Y/N slipped on Derek's slippers, they were a bit big on him but comfortable. He didn't know where his boyfriend was but he'd find him.

Midway down the hall the silence was interupted by Derek's deep voice, "Y/N, why are you out of bed? I'm glad you're feeling better but you need to rest."

Y/N spun on his heels, losing his footing and falling on to his knees. Derek ran over letting out a sigh.

"I wanted to come see you. I was lonely." Y/N pouted. Derek scooped him up bridal style. Y/N let out a frustrated sigh and leaned back so his head was hanging back.

"You need to heal. You can sit with me but you need to lay down." Derek's gaze sofened.

"Fine." Y/N grumbled, a small growl played in his throat.

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A/N: SOFT DEREK HALE BABYYYYY. I hope you liked it and let me know who you'd like next!!

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[gayonetta95]

Overprotective Derek Hale x Mpreg reader imagine

-over the few months of your pregnancy,Derek has gotten so overprotective that he growls at anyone who approaches Y/N,can you blame him,afterall it is a natural instinct for a werewolf to protect his mate,but this does bother you a bit since the grumpy wolf does not sleep for anything and it's all to make sure that Y/N and his baby are safe and well.one night Derek was finally able to have a goodnight of sleep, Y/N woke up for a glass of water so you make your into the kitchen. As Y/N finishes his glass of water, Y/N accidentally set the glass a little off to the edge of the counter causing the glass to fall and break. The sudden sound of a breaking glass startles the tired and sleepy werewolf. As Y/N starts sweeping up the broken glass, Derek is looking everywhere with claws and fangs out and ready to attack the "intruder". Y/N tries to get through Derek but it's like you're not even there. Derek is growling and becoming so impatient that he can't find the "intruder". As always you have a plan to make him snap out of it so Y/N gently grabs Derek's hands and places it on your four month baby belly. The baby starts kicking and Derek slowly closes his eyes to listen to his baby heartbeat. Derek falls to his knees now relaxing and breathing.Y/N knees down to Dereks level cupping his right cheek "Hey big guy, are you ok". Derek not wanting to open his eyes so Y/N try to get through him one more time. "She sure is kicking alot huh...." Y/N hears Derek sniffle a bit trying to hold back his tears but in the end he gives up and just cries on your shoulder. Derek is not much to show such emotions but when he is with Y/N it's like he can relax and just be himself without being judged. As Derek gathers his courage, he holds your hand and kisses them "it's just...it's just that i lost my family years ago and my biggest fear is loosing you and our beautiful daughter". Y/N kisses Derek letting him know things will be ok and it's now two against the world...three but two for now. As Derek finally calms down you both head to yall's bedroom but before you both fall asleep, you adjust yourself in spooning position and grab Derek's hand placing it on your belly. "Just close your eyes handsome and listen to the heartbeat of our little one and mine" Y/N feels Derek's loosen up and seconds later he is fast asleep and snoring. "I love you so much Derek Hale, just remember handsome you are not alone anymore"

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[justonemoregayboy]

Nothing better than giving each other love in the morning

Pairing: Derek Hale x male reader

Series: Teen Wolf

Warnings: Smut

word count: 2215

Requests are open🖤

English is not my first language sorry if there are spelling mistakes enjoy reading

Morning was slowly dawning in Beacon Hills, the sun's rays spreading across the land as a new day began. It didn't take long for sunlight to reach the loft. Light burst through the large window of the master bedroom, bathing a sleeping Derek Hale in the heat of the day. The dark-haired werewolf was still quite asleep when the light hit his closed eyes, although he stirred it a bit, he knew it was a signal to get up.

The first thing Derek would normally do when he woke up and got his bearings properly would be to turn around to look at his boyfriend, Y/n, who was still sleeping. Although, in doing so, he realized that he wasn't there. For a moment he thought he must have already gotten up to freshen up. Until he felt a familiar pressure in his stomach.

The sour wolf chuckled as his hand reached for the cover that covered it and lifted it to see the culprit. His boyfriend was there, a smile on his face as his soft, slender hands caressed his man's well-defined abs. Derek smiled back as he covered them both, letting the light hit his naked bodies. The shorter man laughed as he planted a soft kiss on he stomach. "Well, good morning to you too." Derek smiled at his boyfriend as he started to sit up, only for him to press his hand to his chest, wordlessly telling he that he wanted he to lie down for this. He which he did. Him resting on the soft mattress with his hands clasped behind his head as he watched his boyfriend move closer to his crotch.

Just as Y/n reached his destination, he looked at his stud. "Good morning, my love. Did you sleep well?" As he asked such a casual question, his delicate hand grasped Derek's ebony member, which was already swollen from a case of morning sex, but he slowly grew more erect as his boyfriend licked his tongue bare meat. Y/n stopped at the pink head of the tip, swirling he warm, wet tongue around the glans. He was pleased to learn that his work had already earned his boyfriend's complaints.

The werewolf already had a wide smile on his face, feeling his boyfriend's tongue sliding down his member was always a wonderful thing to wake up to. "I slept like a child-" he spoke after a lustful moan, his tongue still polishing his cock as he spoke. "-How could I not when you tried to drain me completely?" Derek chuckled and maintained eye contact with his boyfriend who was currently licking the drop of precum from his urethra, watching as Y/n savored the taste before kissing his glans.

"Drain you? Please." The boy rolled his eyes playfully as he gave the shaft in his hand a good grip, barely able to wrap his fingers around the pillar of werewolf flesh in his grip. Y/n wasn't a king of size, not by a long shot, but still he thanked the gods that his mistress was not only a hunk but he also had the equipment. He just couldn't help it, moving his head to his shaft to lick him. He knew his boyfriend was enjoying this, feeling it throb in he hand and against his tongue.

Oh how Derek loved how proficient his boy was with his tongue, sometimes all Y/n needed to get him off was a good tongue job. But this was not one of those days, the sour wolf rested his head on his hands, absorbing the pleasurable sensations. Y/n's tongue trailed along one of the thick veins that ran the length of his cock, dappling his flesh with little kisses until he reached the tip of it again. The boy could keep soaping his shaft, but he wanted more. And he knew Derek would want the same thing. Derek raised an eyebrow as he turned his attention back to his boyfriend, watching the boy wrap his lips around the head of his cock, causing him to let out a short moan as his tongue swirled around the sensitive foreskin of his member just before he fell take more and more of it into your mouth.

The man moaned as he placed his hands on the bed, rising to a sitting position as Y/n took more inches of his cock into his mouth and throat. "Fuck… That's it… Take it deeper." Derek encouraged him as he placed his hand on his head. For the last week, Derek has been training Y/n's throat to take his shaft completely. Not that he wasn't good at sucking him off, in fact he gave him the best blowjob he's ever had. But there is always room for improvement. And Y/n agreed, loving how he throat gaped as he took more of his man meat, though in the back of he mind he hoped it would never get better because of how much he loved the way Derek reacted to he gagging which he certainly did loved.

The wolf couldn't help it, shifting his hips a little and pushing the length of him further into his boyfriend's welcoming throat. Then Y/n of course started to gag, with Derek's hand on the back of his head, he couldn't pull away from him. And he loved it. Drooling around his cock and making a mess in his lap, he was lost in his own pleasure at the moment. While Derek made the most of it, grabbing hold of his silky-smooth hair and thrusting his hips into his mouth. "Fuck…suck that dick, honey…!" Derek moaned as his cock explored deeper into his boyfriend's throat. Pretty soon Y/n touched his thigh, as much as they both loved him he had a limit.

After a few more thrusts, Derek lifted his head, sliding his shaft out of his mouth with a groan. Y/n gasped for air and coughed a little, all with a lecherous grin on his face. "D-Derek…I love it when you force me to swallowyour dick…" He laughed as he pressed his cheek against his spit covered penis, stroking and planting small kisses on it. He didn't care if his saliva was going to stain the skin on his cheek, his morning shower would take care of that. First, he had to take care of his man. But what kind of man would Derek be if he didn't return the favor?

Next thing Y/n knew, he boyfriend was spreading he legs for him. Derek smiled at the prize of him, the narrow pink hole of him in the middle of those two globes of flesh that gleamed in the morning sunlight. Every time he faced him, he was always in awe of his beauty. Though he wasn't going to keep him waiting, Derek clung to his soft yet firm thighs as he thrust his face between his buttocks. His tongue licked slowly along that tight little hole, causing Y/n to shudder and moan in pleasure. "Oooh, Derek…" he cried out as the wolf dragged his tongue deeper into his ass, gently teasing with small movements. Y/n clung to the sheets, he was quite sensitive and he knew Derek would abuse that fact. Feeling his tongue open his hole as he explored deeper.

Derek could never get enough of he sweet nectar, lapping up as much of he flavor as he could as he pleasured him. Hearing his moans made it all the more worthwhile. Pushing his tongue in as deep as he could, he could feel the inner walls of him tighten around him. Y/n's body was writhing from the sensations he was dealing with, and he still wasn't going to give up. Pulling his tongue out of him, Derek returned to the entrance, gently wrapped his lips around the wet hole of pleasure and moved one of his hands down, thrusting two fingers inside him. His boy pussy clenched around his digits and shuddered as he sucked on it. He knew all the right buttons to push.

"Derek! Please…! F-Fuck me, fuck me!" Y/n begged to get out. With he boyfriend sticking he fingers inside him, he was already on the brink of climaxing. Derek knew it, he could feel it. And as much as he begged he to pummel him to satisfaction, he wanted him to come first. The thrust of his fingers quickened the pace as he licked what he could of he anus. His boyfriend loved every second of it, his body still squirming as he felt the pressure building inside him. He continued to cry out in pleasure, holding on long enough until his orgasm hit him. His hips shot up and his body convulsed as his cock came unstimulated, staining the sheets with his seed. The boy moaned his boyfriend's name as he climaxed.

Like a good boyfriend, Derek made sure to clean up his mess. Licking up the sweet juices that leaked from his cock, pulling his fingers out of his love channel and licking them back. He smiled as he looked at his boyfriend, still recovering from his orgasm. He was beautiful, watching his chest rise and fall as he caught his breath, the pretty smile on his face… The perfect opportunity to tease him. The werewolf dropped to his knees, positioning himself between his legs, grabbing the throbbing length of him and dropping directly onto Y/n's now lubricated hole. He looked at his loved, then at the hunk of stud meat ready to rearrange his entrails. "Do it. Fuck me." He smiled at he, biting his lower lip.

Derek didn't need to be told twice, he just chuckled as he moved his shaft into his position. Grinding his member against his drenched entrance just before pushing the tip of his glans against his hole. He looked at Y/n, seeing that needy look plastered on his face. With a powerful thrust, his cock pushed past his resistance, into the warmth of his channel. The pair groaned as Derek leaned closer to his body, letting Y/n wrap his legs around his waist. They gazed longingly into each other's eyes, seeing the love for each other. They both leaned in for a passionate kiss as Derek's hips went to work. Pumping his cock deep into he boy pussy, making his boyfriend moan at the kiss they shared.

They soon broke the kiss and the wolf groaned, each time he thrust his hips back, the paw lock of his boyfriend forced them down. His thrusts were fast and powerful, slamming his hips against his and he heavy seed sac slamming into his rear. His legs tightened around him as he groaned, tightening he inner walls around him to milk him for all he was worth. The sound of their bodies meeting filled the air, the only thing louder being Y/n's cries of lust as he clawed at Derek's back. He growled at the feel of his nails digging into his back, but that didn't stop him, the wolf endured, pounding into his tight hole.

Y/n could feel every inch of his wolf's shaft caressing his insides, from the width of the crown to the base of the mast. He loved how full he felt, and he could feel a second orgasm creeping up on him. "Fuck! Don't stop, don't duck!" He cried out as Derek quickened the pace of his thrusts, he knew he was going to walk strangely after this. Although it was all worth it. "Y-yes, yes!" His voice and his body trembled, holding Derek close to his body as he moaned. Derek moaned over he cries of love, feeling the pressure building in his own kidneys.

The wolf looked at his boy, growling as his hips kept up. "Almost… There, honey…" she warned him, as if he cared. Each stroke of his cock brought them both closer to his tipping points, the head of his cock alight as he kissed the inside of him. Even as he tightened around him, he just pushed through. "I'll fill you up!" Derek groaned as he gave he everything he had. Without warning he felt it tighten around his shaft a clear sign he was cumming, Y/n screeched as he came with his body convulsing once more releasing a second load of his seed that morning. That was his signal to finally let go. His last thrusts pushed him to the edge, Derek groaning as he came. Rope after rope of his seed painted inside him, as they both mounted their climaxes, Derek kissed his boyfriend's cheek before slowly releasing his cock from his well-used hole. He rolled onto his side and snuggled up to Y/n as they basked in the afterglow. "Fuck… I love you, Y/n…"

Once Y/n finally sorted out his thoughts, he wrapped his arms around Derek, letting a small giggle escape his lips. "I love you too, Derek… But we really need that shower right now." The couple laughed together as they hugged. His shower could wait.

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[zaceouiswriting]

Lost Love

Character: Derek Hale x male reader, Death/Dea (original) x male reader, mentioned Lydia Martin, Jackson Whittemore, and Eli Hale. (Scott never gets a mention)

Universe: Teen Wolf

Warnings: None

Authors note: Hello. I've finally dealt with another request, (Only three months after receiving it, I'm really late with my requests) and well, I may have to apologize. I had a lot of creative issues with it, from the timeline to all of the characters that were supposed to be involved. I might also forget a character, but since it's been three months, I don't feel like rewriting everything again. So I’m sorry @arekmaximoffkq but I hope you can enjoy it anyway.

"We can't win this alone!" That was a statement no one would have ever expected from their fearless True Alpha. No one ever thought that Scott McCall could feel hopeless by a threat. That was until the Legions of Darkness and the Hunters under Monroe, who could never be stopped, made a pact. It was a fragile one considering the Legions are supernaturals.

Either way, they found a common enemy. Scott McCall. Although the Legions have made massive strides to dominate the world, beginning in North America, he causes them too many problems with his alliance network.

"Before anyone says anything, I've already asked the Asian Dragons Alliance and United European Tribes, but apart from a few smaller groups within them, they can't help us much. They also fight the Legion on their continents.”

"We've never lost to anyone, Scott. Why should it be any different this time.”

"Because he's not here anymore, Liam." Derek was the one who reminded everyone of what had happened nearly fifteen years ago.

The room went silent from one moment to the next. A deadly atmosphere hung over their heads. Liam couldn't understand what was happening. He never understood when his pack went silent like this after something remembered them about someone he never got to know.

Lydia was the only one who never looked as sad as the others, she always did her best to look that way, but if people watched her closely, they could tell the subtle difference. She was also the only one who offered to help Liam and the other people who weren't around at the time.

Everyone accepted, even if it was just about getting out of the room. In Scott's kitchen, she was surrounded by a larger group, all staring at her, desperate for answers. And she told the tragic story. About her husband being possessed by a Nogitsune, causing him to more or less kill several people.

Scott had saved his girlfriend Allison but instead damned Derek's fiancé. The sword intended for the archer pierced the older man who was there only to protect the youths. Before Derek could reach him, his body dissolved, hatred in his eyes as he died. But worse, it didn't save Allison for long because just moments later, as she nocked another arrow on her bow, she was stabbed from behind and died in Scott's arms.

Since then, Derek hasn't been able to look Scott directly in the eye without wanting to kill him. Instead of just one death that day, there were two. And one of those deaths was so much more important than the other. Allison was just a formidable archer but useless in the long run. Even Lydia had to admit that as her best friend.

Derek’s fiancé - a powerful mage - did everything for them, protecting and even making sure that the threats they faced never got out of control.

To say the next generation wasn't impressed would be an understatement. They always looked up to Scott, his supposedly strong moral compass. But now they knew his true intentions; selfishness.

Lydia knew from day one you saw Scott for the vile person he actually is. She only saw it after a few years of being separated from him. Being under the same roof with him now made her sick. She could only see her best friend's dead face and Derek's broken face.

Now more and more people have been able to see it, although it doesn't change anything because Scott is still their Alpha. But at least now they know that most of his decisions are selfish and not for the greater good.

"So what can we do?" Mason asked Lydia, slowly getting restless himself.

The look she gave him, and the whole group spoke all the necessary words. "I don't think we can do anything. We can only hope it doesn't get any worse."

Lydia should never have said those words. Mere days later, the sudden appearance of the Oni, quickly followed by the Nogitsune they thought had been killed, and then someone who broke their fragile pack even more apart.

She had no choice but to get help herself.

With the rest of the pack still at home, Scott tried to keep everything together while getting his Allison back. Lydia was in Jackson's car with him and his husband. "Who are you looking for anyway? I thought the supernatural council already told Scott we couldn't help."

But she said nothing. Not ready to say anything.

Ethan had the idea right away, but his husband didn't. Jackson kept nudging Lydia. To the point where his husband put his hand over his babbling mouth before Lydia would overturn the car.

They spent the rest of their journey in absolute silence until they came to a private road. "Please wait here. Don't follow me, and please don't ruin this, okay?" Without even waiting for an answer, she exited the car.

As she walked up the street in high heels, her arrival could be heard far out. She never intended to be secretive, which worked well enough for her.

She could feel the heavy air everywhere, filled with so much raw magical power that she kept marveling that the animals that lived there didn't suffocate. For example, she never had trouble breathing, but once she got there, she could never take a single proper breath.

“If this is not Lydia Martin. We haven’t seen each other in a couple of years!“ Your voice suddenly called out to the banshee. Already used to your antics, she turned around but could not see you immediately. “Turn around again.“

And she did, slowly, but she did. With a big smile, you stood before her, a crown of flowers with red and white roses, without thorns in your hands. Without hesitation, you crowned her again as you normally do whenever she comes by.

"You never change, do you?"

"Nope." With another big smile, you pulled Lydia into your arms. "It's so nice to see you again!" After their brief hug, he put her arm around his. "Now tell me why you are here. Our next meeting was only a few months away.”

Lydia would have been a fool to think you didn't smell the need for her to come to you so early. She was many things, but stupid wasn't one of them.

"A lot of things happen, and I know you don't like it when I talk around, so I'll just ask you. Could you come and-"

"Dad!" The panicked voice of one of your sons jerked you away from Lydia. Before you could react, however, your two sons stood before you and Lydia, with someone you knew and someone you didn't. "We found these intruders and- Aunt Lydia, what are you doing here?"

"You two have grown." She was utterly surprised to see them standing so tall, which made her slightly uneasy, knowing she would have many questions that the man she was meeting would most likely won't like.

Luckily Jackson - who was brought by one of my sons - was doubled-over from feeling sick because of the teleportation.

Shaking your head in amusement, you couldn't hold back your snarky thought: "Jackson, are you still not used to this?" Your voice froze him in his tracks.

Slowly, very slowly, almost scarily he raised his head, his eyes though still fixated on the floor. Standing almost straight again he still did not dare look at you. Lydia told him that he could and with her reassurance he finally did. His eyes quickly filled with tears as he locked them with yours. His baby-blue eyes shimmered with shock but in a happy way.

Without warning, he lunged forward at a pace neither your sons nor you could do anything about. He pulled you into his arms, much more muscular than you remembered. Now he feels and looks a lot like a young Derek. Thinking about him always made you sad, which not only your sons felt this time.

Only Jackson was apparently unaware of this. "This is Ethan, my husband!" he told you excitedly, smiling cheek to cheek, ignoring the fact that you were not dead and standing still alive in front of him.

You gently cupped his face, which now looked much older than yours. Just another curse of your existence. "I will meet your handsome husband in a moment. But before, how are you and your parents?" His face darkened. "You forgot what you promised me, didn't you?" Shame crossed his face for a short moment. He became the little boy you met when you moved to Beacon Hills, who just found out he was adopted again.

You saved him from getting hit by a car, talked to him, and brought him back to his parents in the evening. For years you tried to get him to see them for who they are; but you were unsuccessful. You finally got through his thick skull, but you died before Jackson, his parents, and you could meet again.

"Then we must do it soon. They are not getting any younger and deserve to be loved by you. After all, they raised you. But I also have to blame them for spoiling you little shit!” You jokingly shook his head with your hands, ruffling his perfect hair. It eventually brought a small smile to his face.

Booping his nose brought back many sweet memories with little Jackson and even moody teenager Jackson. Slowly you pulled your hands away from him. In the same movement, he turned and looked at the other man, who finally rose from his slouching position.

"Ethan is your name, right?" you asked in a dangerously low voice that sent a cold sweat down his son's back. He nodded and swallowed hard. "I think this little rascal over here told you about me?" You glanced back and forth at the couple with a raised eyebrow.

"My big brother," Jackson whispered to his husband to refresh his memory. Suddenly, Ethan's eyes widened with shock and realization.

His body suddenly went stiff. He even held out his hand to most likely properly greet you. 

“Hey, little brat?“

“Yes?“

"How come you've got not only a handsome man but also a well-mannered one while still being the same obnoxious brat?"

He could see your cheeky, teasing grin that had torn holes in his heart so many times before, believing the hurtful things you said until you made it clear it wasn't meant like that.

However, Ethan knew nothing about it.

"Because Jackson is an amazing man, passionate, gentle, romantic-"

"He didn't mean it like that. He complimented us both."

"What? He attacked you!"

Both Jackson and you looked at each other, giggling at his words. "Brat is my nickname for him because that's what I called him the first we met. He is and remains obnoxious to me because although he has a hard, unfriendly demeanor on the outside, he has a heart of gold. I'm just glad he hasn't changed."

Horror filled Ethan's eyes as you explained the rather adorable things you had to say about his husband. You could see that he wanted to fall into a hole right then and there.

Without a word, you suddenly stood before him and put one of your hands on his cheek. "If you hurt my little boy, I will kill you and destroy your body on a molecular level, dissolve you, and destroy every memory anyone ever had of you, understood?"

At first, he seemed amused by the innocuous-sounding threat, but when he looked into your eyes, he knew it wasn't a joke. Eyes wide, you pulled him into a hug. "Welcome to the family!" In your arms, you whispered something else in his ear, a threat he couldn't ignore, but you made sure no one else could hear.

As you pulled away smiling, Jackson smiled too without looking at his husband, who looked pale, horrified at you.

"Now, can someone explain why you're all here?"

“Scott needs your help.“

"No." You turn and motion for your boys to come with you. Even though they were intrigued by the name Lydia mentioned, they followed you anyway.

"We need your help," Jackson pointed out. Looking into your eyes melted your heart a little, but you still couldn't.

With gentle eyes, you looked at the boy who was like a little brother to you. You still had to say it, even though you didn't want to: "No. I'm sorry, but I can't." 

Jackson's face twisted, hurt at my refusal to help him. "If you had asked me, I would have done it immediately, but not with this boy and possibly the man who let me die." Suddenly the ground shook under your words, and time flew by, just for you to reverse it again.

"No one would be safe without your help!" Lydia tried again, but you waved your hand and teleported her back to their vehicle. Your boys wanted to know what it was about, but you couldn't tell them. They only know the bare minimum, and you want it to stay that way.

Days went by without Lydia trying to contact you again. You have feared for the safety of those who have been good to you, but you cannot save them every time they get into trouble. You were working on the ranch when you felt something strange.

One moment you were standing in one of the barns, and the next at the edge of your property. "What do you two are doing there?"

Your sons were jumping around in utter fear. One of the few rules they have to follow is that they can't leave the property without you.

"We have to help them!" the elder twin said bluntly while his younger brother had his eyes on the floor.

"You want to see your father, don't you?" That question silenced him immediately. "Don't worry. He won't die. He's like a cockroach. He comes out of everything with a few little bruises and maybe a few wounds.”

But they were determined to help Scott's pack. You could see it in his eyes and later even in his brother's eyes when he finally looked up at you. When they saw your eyes glow purple, magical energy flowed around you, and a moment later, the bubble that kept the ranch hidden from supernatural beings. It as well saved it from natural disasters.

They stared at you in surprise as your eyes went back to normal. "Then go. But not with all your abilities. You can teleport to them but not back or anywhere. Your powers will be minimal."

After that, you just disappeared, hurt, disappointed, and proud simultaneously. Being able to feel your boys teleport away, a strange pain immediately filled your chest. At first, slowly, and then suddenly, you winded in pain. Somehow able to suppress it, you walked back into your house, taking a book out, trying to just forget about it.

Just a sentence in, you were unable to concentrate anymore. For minutes you just stared at the filled pages before you threw it away, awaiting to hear it land on the floor.

All the alarm bells went off in your head at once because that sound never came. Ready to rip some heads off, you were suddenly frozen in place. "Finally, we meet again!"

"That's impossible!" you called out loudly through clenched teeth. "I killed you!"

Suddenly there was a child in front of you and next to him a middle-aged man. "You killed one of us and we want his powers back, you filthy mortal!"

The child was about to touch you. His small hand was outstretched to do whatever he wanted to you when suddenly a spear pierced his head. Blood splattered everywhere. Gasping in shock, he fell to the ground and disappeared. Only to reappear shortly thereafter. "I am the past! You cannot kill me!" Anger emanates from the small body, much more than a child should be able to feel.

You had an intense desire to contest this but believed it might be a while before you would find something that could actually kill this spoiled brat.

In complete contrast stood the middle-aged man. "We just want grandfather time back. After that, we'll leave you alone... forever."

Anger surged back through your body, reminding you of how they tried to erase your existence multiple times, the first being right at your birth. "No!" you told him after lashing out with your powers and destroying his body in no time.

"You'll see," the same middle-aged guy suddenly told you from the other side. “Maybe you can kill my son, the past because the past is quickly forgotten. And maybe even my father because the future hasn't been written yet." Out of nowhere, without you even feeling him move, he leaned in with his mouth next to your ear. "I am the present, omnipresent, unkillable except when the universe implodes in on itself."

The anger you were feeling did not subside. It even became worse, as his words felt like a looming threat to you. „What if I kill your son as well? Wouldn’t I be the controller of the present, through manipulation of past and future?“

The man smiled for the first time. "You're a lot smarter than I thought." After that, his voice softened a lot. "I allow you to keep the future, but use it wisely. You are a part of me now, and I am one of you, don't risk the balance of nature. At least no more than you have already done. You perversion of nature!"

You fell over as time worked again and lay on the floor while the middle-aged man crouched in front of his arms on his thighs. "You and your sons are abominations, an error of a magical nature. Therefore, in order to have the foresight of future events will be useful, but you must protect the universe with your power and that of your children! If not, we will find a way to kill you like we did the one who freed people's minds giving them absolute freedom."

Now that a real threat was being uttered, chills ran through your blood went cold – almost as cold as ice – you could already tell that his words were not empty.

You agreed with him. Though you knew you were powerful, you doubted there was any chance for you to win against something or someone so fundamental to the workings of the universe itself.

He smiled at you. A smile so malicious that fear was no longer the right word; you were horrified by this man. Somehow he must have sensed this because he turned to his son: who glared at you but took his father's hand.

They disappeared suddenly and without a trace; no magic, not even a smell.

Startled by this event, you fell back in your seat, exhausted and angered by your passive behavior. Maybe it was finally time to show everyone just how powerful you really are and not just give them some showings of lesser magical abilities you harbor. But where?

The pain that was gone came back a thousand times stronger than before. A scream so high you thought your vocal cords would eventually tear apart came out of you. It felt like your heart was exploding into a million pieces.

In a panic, you suddenly found yourself in a school that you had to attend many times considering you were - under normal circumstances - still would be, the mother figure of a pack of supernaturals.

Only now, you see older versions of all the teens you helped grow, broaden their horizons, and more. They fight the same enemy you died against. Right in the middle were your children - they were more of a hindrance than a real part of the struggle. Without much of their powers, they are almost useless.

You were watching the fight, but soon a girl - the cause of your death - snuck up behind the group and your sons.

You watched wide-eyed as she put an arrow in her bow, drew it, and let it fly. Your eyes followed the line of it exactly. As you realized where it would end up, a burning hatred began to flare in your veins. Not only was she the cause of your death, but now she was after your children?

A burst of raw magical energy shattered the illusion of the time - in which you were being held. With the smell of revenge in your nostrils and the tingling in your fingers, your scene changed again, only this time it was your own doing.

***

How can that be? Where did these two guys come from? And why do they look so like... him? My mind was racing as two boys about eighteen suddenly shoved Eli and me out of the way of danger, and then their hands glowed in that familiar color.

With only a few movements of their hands, they threw away the Onis with absolute ease. It reminded me even more of him. Honestly, everything reminds me of him, especially these days. Watching Eli grow up didn't make it any better. Maybe he would have stayed, even after what I did. But no, I had to be selfish and believe that she would stay with me.

Before I could ask them if they knew of him, they had summoned magic to forge weapons and engaged the Onis in sword fights.

Soon most of the Onis came to their comrade's aid and pushed both boys to their limits. First, their magic began to flicker before it just…disappeared.

As I watched them fight against those who had killed my one true love, I had this strange feeling, as if it was my duty to protect these young men as if they were my own flesh and blood.

"Get out of the way!" The boys only looked at me in shock, not moving at all. It forced Eli to suddenly transform, to push the other boys to the ground. Even though no blood was spilled or flesh pierced, my heart stopped even thinking that any of the three might have been injured.

Just as I wanted to scold my son, I froze in place, seeing the light-breaking shine of the sword rushing down.

A growl escaped my dry lips, my sore throat already dying, but not even that could stop the Oni from its hatred-filled attack against the three.

Since my body was too weak to move, even as a werewolf, I became too tired after hours of fighting. I could only watch as my son, the only good thing in my life that I ended up doing, would die right before my eyes.

Tears were already welling up in my eyes as the sword went deeper and deeper, now piercing his skin.

A sudden burst of violet light blinded me from seeing the death of my only loved one left. Screaming his name on a tongue that scolded and disciplined him more times than was necessary. I couldn't hold back my tears over the death of my son! He had to die without being able to see me: his father. Even though I was the worst father imaginable, I was still his father. Not being able to comfort my son in his last seconds of life will be the second worst experience of my life. It was hard enough living without the light of my life. But without my son? I could make my own life there!

"Don't go near my sons, you hellspawn!"

I... I know that voice! That voice... so soft and yet stern at the same time, it put all my hair up almost immediately.

I could only hear its magic crackling and things colliding. I could only imagine what had happened. But slowly, very slowly, the blindness - from the bright light - wore off. From blurred eyes, I saw a silhouette fighting like a monster against the real monster attacking us.

"Are you both all right?" His voice again, his beautiful voice. "I warned you, outside of the bubble, you will not be able to use your full power. As my sons, your powers are immeasurable. Therefore, it will take time and discipline to unlock your abilities again!” 

Hearing his voice scolding these young men and calling them his "sons" almost broke me. They seem so old! How is that possible? Did he have these kids before we met?

Before I could ask, however, I felt a burning pair of eyes on me and saw one of the twins pointing at me. When his eyes met mine, it was as if I hadn't been dazzled by his striking entry: my eyes could take in all of him. I could see its raw beauty right in front of me. He never had to do anything to look good, but now? He was gorgeous, just as young as I had met him.

But his eyes didn't show me the same love as they used to. There was disgust and anger in them instead. Of course, I deserve both, but it still hurt me.

"Dad, are you okay?" Even though I've never treated Eli the way he deserves, he still cares about me, which made my heart skip a beat.

"Dad? How old are you?" My veins turned cold, freezing even, hearing the angry voice of my true love. I just realized that if he knew Eli's age, he would know the whole truth.

At first, Eli didn't realize he was being addressed like the clueless boy he always was. It warmed my heart a bit. But soon, he must have felt the twinkling eyes on him because he turned and asked his question again. Eli, almost forced to speak now, looked at me confused, almost scared, but I nodded, not wanting to know what he would say or do.

"I-I'm fifteen, s-sir."

Sir? Eli was never that well-behaved or reclusive person who respects strangers.

His eyes widened instantly, and the anger turned to pain as his hand flew over his heart, pinched his skin, and even a tear found its way to the corner of his eye.

"Who was it, Derek?" He was speaking to me, speaking directly to me, and I could hear him! But does that mean... he's alive? 

Just now, realizing that I wasn't actually hallucinating, I nearly shit my pants lying on the floor, bruised and sore.

"Who did you cheat on me with? Fifteen years..."

There was no way I could lie to him again as I had so many years ago. "It was Breadon."

"Are you serious?" There was only disappointment in his eyes, and I could only feel the same. I feel ashamed of myself every day. Even though Eli came out of it, I still feel terrible.

"She died ten years ago. But she left right after the birth, leaving Eli and me alone. I thought if you weren't there, my heart would be hers. But we soon realized that neither of us loved the other, and I didn't date anyone else after..." A lump in my throat kept me from spilling out everything I could think of.

"You betrayed me? Let me die like I didn't mean anything?" He could hardly contain his anger but did his best, most likely for his sons and not for me. "You know what the funniest thing is? I was so in love with you that I would have forgiven you for cheating on me and getting a woman pregnant."

It was like a dagger piercing my heart when I heard that. Hearing those words of love once more, I realized in the next moment that my life could have been so much sweeter with that man. A man so deeply in love with me to forgive the worst betrayal of all.

***

When you saw Derek again, you felt a sudden outburst of hatred, but hearing that his life was so bad made it... subside, just like that. He's a lot worse off than you are now. It gave you a kind of satisfaction you never knew you needed.

"Get up, you pathetic man, and fight. I won't do it all by myself." Derek looked up in surprise when you spoke to him in a disgusting tone like that. "As I did with the hunters and the Legion of Darkness!" you mumbled softly afterward.

Derek stared at you in absolute shock. He knew you were strong fifteen years ago, but this?

A hiss came out of nowhere. A tone Derek and all other werewolves know all too well. You heard it often before as well. Far away was someone you knew should be dead. The arrow she released was in line with you. Without even trying to get out of the way, use your magic to surround the projectile to deflect it in a different direction or stop it mid-air. 

Knowing this was the only way it could go: you turned back to Derek. Only for the arrow to pierce your shoulder. It only got stopped by your bone.

For a second, you were shocked, only to feel the dark magic of another being. The Nogitsune - a powerful spirit - could not simply be killed, as you now know.

“Hmm… I should have been prepared for that. After all, his disgusting smell is all over this damn place!”

"Dad, what are you talking about?"

"That stupid Nogitsune. As always, Scott can't do anything right.”

Just as Derek opened his mouth, you stared at him, effectively silencing him before he could even utter a single sound.

"Huhu... Death, where are you?" Your voice sweet as sugar. Your sons already know this sound, and Derek did it too. Only Eli was confused, but even he broke out in a terrible sweat. "Do I have to go up there and beat your ass again?"

Just as your threat sounded, an extremely low chuckle could be heard from somewhere. A smile graced your beautiful face when you heard it.

"I think you got it the wrong way around." His heavy footsteps echoed through the school corridors.

"Uncle Dea!" your two sons shouted and jumped into the man's arms.

He laughed heartily at this warming gesture; A six-foot and seven-inch-tall man was tall enough for your two boys to hold on to, and his muscular torso, wrapped in a himation - white lose clothes - showed off his big, muscular pecs and his eight-pack. In your eyes, he was and always will be the most handsome man in any world or realm.

Soon he was pulling your sons away, his eyes fixed on you. "What did I do to annoy you this time, sweetheart?" His deep bass voice is so dark it sends shivers down your spine. He slowly moved towards you while your knees were already weakening. "It's so nice to see you again after all these years."

"I'd say the same thing... if there wasn't someone you promised me the last time we saw each other is dead and in heaven." Irritated, especially by your disrespectful tone, he slightly angled his head, almost as if he wanted to warn you. But as he followed your outstretched index finger, his eyebrows suddenly jumped up in confusion.

"What the hell is she doing here? Her soul should be at peace!” he muttered angrily to himself as a book appeared in his hand. As he flipped through it, more and more arrows flew in your guy's direction. Strangely enough, your magic still couldn't protect you from them. All you guys could do was evade them.

Until the atmosphere suddenly changed, darkness blossomed from a place where you only knew warmth. Death glowed in that atmospheric-changing darkness, ready to devour all life.

"Someone stole her soul and gave her a new body!" he roared loudly, his voice deafening, exploding all the windows and even doors around us. It even threw Allison off balance, forcing her to the ground and snapping her bowstring.

"Can you do something about it?"

"Do I look like a wizard?" After a moment's pause, his dark eyes met yours, "Don't answer that, or I'll have to spank you later."

An angry blush appeared on your face. "Not like a wizard, but a really hot farmer, at least with the scythe."

His dark eyes swallowed you whole; it was pure lust, but deep down, also love. "Even if your god were still alive, not even he would be able to save you from me when I get you later alone." He licked his plump lips, causing an immense lump to form in your throat, making it impossible for you to breathe effectively. "But I can't do anything at the moment. Someone has to kill the body the hunter girl is in before I can take her soul this time, so she can never be reborn.”

Cracking your fingers and neck, your eyes were solely on the huntress. Knowing that only you would kill that bitch, because everyone else is riding Scott’s dick, trying to make this joke of an Alpha happy.

Before you could cast a single spell at her, the same useless Alpha had his claws rammed into your chest. Determination in his eyes as you two looked at each other, on eye level.

"No!" suddenly, a familiar voice sounded behind you. In a flash, dark hair pushed Scott away from you. His claws ripped from your chest before the Alpha had a chance to crush your heart.

Breathing heavily in pain, you bend over to hide the true extent of the pain. "Dad!"

"Don't worry. I'm okay. Angry, but okay." You smiled at your two sons, who immediately came to your side, each holding an arm. Just then, you glanced over at them. "Lydia? Jackson? If any of you ever come to me to ask for another favor and still be associated with Scott... you'll wish you had jumped into lava because the death you would suffer at my hands will even make the devil blush! "

Lydia has known for a long time that you hated Scott, and over time she realized that your hatred was not unfounded. Especially after Stiles' death, which was also his fault, leaving her with two young children, the last born a month after her husband's tragic death.

Jackson wasn't even a part of the McCall Pack, but as an old ally and somewhat friend to the 'True Alpha‘ he still does his bidding if asked nicely.

They both looked at each other, their friendship still there, even after all these years. They talked silently before nodding at each other. They quickly switched from Scotts' side to yours.

In all honesty, you knew these two would come to your side before you even issued that ultimatum. Especially Jackson. If he didn't already know, he would soon learn that you've always taken care of him.

"Please, look after my boys. I'll take care of this devil spawn!” Allison was Lydia's best friend. You knew it was hard for her, but she had cried after her long enough. She's a smart cookie and aware that Allison is dead, and it isn't okay that she is back, especially not for nature, to which Lydia is close herself.

Using your magic, you lifted yourself into the air and flew to where Allison was last seen.

But when you got there, only her ruined bow was left. Before you could react, a knife was in your thigh. Groaning in pain, you pulled out the dagger and threw it at her, only hitting the wall behind her. Because she was already gone again, cursing under your breath, you began to search for her again.

A massive salvo of knives hit you quickly, your entire left side being scratched, punctured, or sliced open by them.

At that point, you had it with these games. You jumped from room to room with your powers and found them soon enough. With your magic around her neck, you imprisoned her; Before you could finish her little game by killing her stolen body, someone or something pulled her back and cut off the magic holding Allison in place. You were confronted with a being that had once been human, mummified, but it was still obvious.

You were the only person who could fight the Nogitsune. In your opinion, Stiles was always useless, but you have to give him one thing: he was an intelligent guy and the only one who could outwit a dark being like this. Without him, only you and your brute strength could be an enemy to him.

Meanwhile, the others tried to capture Allison despite her being faster, smarter than ever, and most horrifically deadlier.

"I swear by all the dead gods, if Scott had ever been responsible enough to kill his damn enemies, none of this bullshit would ever have happened!"

With renewed anger, even hatred, seething so deep in your soul that something strange happened, something painful.

Your magical core, which many people call 'soul' exploded, not in a destructive but an opening way as if nature had accepted your requests and could finally see the value in your existence.

Even the dark being, fueled by hatred, fear, and anger, suddenly became afraid. Your son's, just as you experienced something similar. Their eyes glow a purple hue, just like yours. But unlike you, their other side - they inherited from your ex-fiancé - has broken away from the many walls you built inside them.

For the first time in fifteen years of their lives, they transformed. The boys knew they could have done that from birth because of their vast magical abilities. But as they did so, the walls around them crumbled with their enormous size.

At that moment, you pulled yourself out of your pain and helped your sons control their magic that could shatter the very fabric of existence. Although slightly smaller, they are still at least five times larger than a regular wolf. In unison, they howled loudly, startling the nogitsune even more and making it tremble with terrible fear. You gathered magic in a ball of violet energy and threatened the dark being that tried to flee but failed this time. As it slowly began to warp into the shadows, you blocked the shadow, isolating it from everything else. Shocked, the Nogitsune tried to escape, but the magic-like handcuffs pulled on all four of his limbs.

"What must I do to keep you away from the mortal realm?" you asked him, sighing heavily. You looked away from that for a second, mostly for dramatic effect, over to Dea. Strangely, he pointed to where the Nogitsune was. But when you looked back, he was gone again. "Are you fucking SERIOUS?" Your voice echoed loudly through the school hallways, alerting everyone that something was beyond wrong.

Pissed off, you were going to blow up the whole building. But out of nowhere, the younger of your twins pulled something out of a shadow. A leg. But only one leg, not the whole dark being, but at least part of it.

Frantically, the leg tried to get out of his sharp teeth, but your son held it tight and carried it over to you with a toothy doggy grin.

Instead of pulling it out, you put it in a purple magic prison. Separate it from his body. Immediately after that, it stopped moving but stayed there. Although it was no longer bound to his body, it still existed.

It wasn't long before your younger son was carrying Allison, also in his mouth, mauled by him. A gasp could be heard from the sidelines, a hurt, irritated one. "If you dare touch one of my sons, Scott, I will maim you in ways you can't even imagine!" You didn't even look at him, but your voice told him the threat was real and near. So he quickly withdrew.

Your son threw Allison to your feet; her body was bleeding badly. "Finally, I can do what was supposed to happen!" Without guilt, you formed a sharp weapon in your hand and raised your arm to strike. As the blade swung through the air, but you had to stop as Scott jumped in front of his ex-girlfriend. You weren't shocked at all. He built everything around her, and she is with him now. Jumping from girl to girl, even dating his former best friend's ex-girlfriend, like a cliché player in romantic high school movies.

Instead of killing her, you sliced him with the blade. He cried out in agony as his skin began to burn slightly. “It won't heal, Scott. Any cut I give you with this blade that might heal will leave permanent scars.”

But he didn't seem to care because he stood there, teeth clenched. So you slashed him again and again... and again. You soon found yourself enjoying causing pain to this narcissistic little boy who never grew up.

"My love!" His deep voice finally snapped you out of your crimson thoughts of revenge. Dea's hand on your shoulder, his eyes looking at you with concern.

A slightly embarrassed blush rose to your cheeks. You averted your eyes far from him. But he pulled you into his arms. As you began to sob softly, your two sons came to your side and wrapped Dea and you in their united arms. Warmth, a happy and hopeful warmth, welled up in your broken heart.

When all eyes were on your little family, even the pain and jealousy of your first love, no one heard the bloody gasp at your side. Not even you until you felt something drip down your arm. Looking slightly down, there was a red substance. As your eyes looked around some more, you found the origin.

Scott sat up, his mouth bloody and a blade sticking out of his body, piercing his heart. "The mage is right. You really should have killed me when you had the chance!" An ominous chuckle followed those words.

Your eyes widened in shock as they flew toward the magical prison. Only one leg remained from the bandaged leg: a female leg. As your eyes darted back to Allison, you could see her skin slowly peeling off, revealing the Nogitsune.

When you tried to hit it with your magic sword, it disappeared. Leaving its blade pierced in Scott's chest. But you didn't give a damn; his alpha status should never have happened anyway. Maybe now someone more worthy could be elevated to this status.

At that moment, there was something more urgent. Telepathically, you told your sons to look for the real Allison. It didn't take long for them to find her: hiding behind some desks. But they just howled, which meant they couldn't carry her, so you walked past the dying Scott into the classroom and closed the door.

Soon you came out again, not a hair out of place. “Our work is done here. Lydia, Jackson, and even Ethan, you know where to find us. I'd be happy to host you whenever you want. Maybe next Christmas?” Ignoring Scott, who made his death so melodramatic.

Before you could leave, however, Derek pulled you aside. "Why didn't you ever tell me I had children?"

"Why didn't you ever tell me you cheated?" I stared at him for an answer. "Of course, no answer. Due to my short death, I had to put more magical energy into them. Their bodies became too weak to sustain the immense magical pressure. I had to kill one of the three gods of time to force their bodies to age to keep them alive. I suffered great pains to give birth and keep them alive. Now they look like eighteen-year-old men but are actually only fifteen. I'll keep them sealed for another three years, then if they want to have contact with you, they can. But I won't."

"Neither will we." your two boys said in unison as they look at their father in disgust.

It brought a smile to your face. As you teleported back up with your sons, you looked at Derek one last time. "I wanted to tell you the day I died. At least the blade cutting me down showed me the real you. I hope you never find love again and die despised by most.”

Before that day, you never told your sons what happened, only that something happened that forced you to get away from their father. You always wanted them to form their own picture of their father.

He tried to grab you, but luckily you got away just in time. Derek stayed there, his hand grasping air.

"Three more years... I have to train more people to be able to retire by then and finally marry this man!" Death himself murmured softly. It immediately caught Derek's attention. "Oh, I am sorry. The man you cheated on and I've been with for several years. I fell in love with him when he won against me: the first time anyone's won, for that matter. At least I'd never betray him.” The smug grin on Death's ice-cold face had been enough to make Derek wince in fear.

Unfortunately, you didn't witness his fear of your one true love: a man, an otherworldly being just like you. But no matter how much you despise Derek, you will forever be grateful for your relationship with him for giving you your two beautiful boys.

However, for now, you will most likely have to cuddle them to make the day's horrible events go away.

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First time you ever listen to me.

So this is an imagine that I wrote at 1am and I feel is not good at all. But here it is.

Warning: there are mentions of drowning

Yn was stiles stilinskis adopted sister. Being 2 years younger than him made stiles want to protect her from everything that had started to happen in their life's.

Yn was adopted by the stilinski family when she was 4, having been abandoned in a random house she had been brought to the sheriff's station. That day the sheriff's son was there and took a liking to the sweet shy 4 year old. The sheriff and his wife had always wanted to have more kids but couldn't so when Claudia met the little girl who had dark brown eyes and a sweet smile she completely fell in love with her and begged along with stiles to the sheriff to keep the girl.

So that's how you stilinski began her life, she was a smart kid who always had a smile on her pretty little face, but she always liked to be with her big brother no matter what, and stiles liking to have her around at all times placidly complied. When stile and yn met Scott they became inseparable and it was usual to see the two bigger boys and a young girl playing together.

Yn was close to her adoptive mother so when she became sick, and had to stay in the hospital it became normal to all the nurses and doctors to see brunett little girl with a small bouquet of flowers walking toward the room A13

When Claudia died when Yn was 8 she grieved the loss of her mother so bad that the sheriff got worried about the girl who refused to eat and sometimes stayed sitting staring at a wall, her mind somewhere else. Since then Yn became even closer to Stiles and every night she would go to his room holding Mr.bear and climb up to his side.

Years went by and Yn had a pretty normal life till her dear brother decided to go search for a dead body in the woods. That nightt was the time Yn's life would change for ever from that day on she had been included into her best friend's mayhem. Him becoming a werewolf, werewolf hunters, Derek. And the most recent supernatural creature. Kanima. Except they didn't know it was a kanima then.

Yn had been included in the plan to get the bestiary, which they had all formed to see what was the creature who had been lately roaming the streets of beacon hills. The plan didn't really go as expected and yn found herself by the swimming pools.

She had heard voices and went to see who was there. She came into the room just in time to see stiles and Derek go under the water, she went to help them, but her path was intercepted when a horrendous creature in all fours and a tail, pretty much like a lizard. She screamd and ran the other way. She though she could get out of there safely when she heard a snap and felt something slice slightly the back of her neck, right when she was beside the diving pool.

Yn felt her limbs go numb and she fell into the water.

Stiles had just resurfaced. When he though he heard a scream but he couldn't have actually heard it while holding a splashing and very much useless Derek up

"Did you hear that?" Stiles asked Derek whilst holding him up, which became more complicated by the minute.

" couldn't have heard anything while I was bellow the water" he gruffly answered.

Well you're not the one holding us both up"

Derek just grunted in reply when he saw the Kanima wasn't near their pool.

"Where's the lizard?" He asked trying to turn around.

"It was right ther- what's it doing near the diving pool?" Stiles started cutting himself out as he saw the lizard like creature looking into the water one pool away

"You can't expect me to answer that do you?" Replied a very annoyed Derek spitting water our of his mouth.

While stiles and Derek were complaining, Yn was fighting against her own body to get to the surface. She felt her lungs where going to explode as she begged her body to function, but she had kanima venom in her system and it wouldn't wear off in a while. She tried to think, to scream for help knowing that Stiles would come and get her. But the only thing that got out of her mouth were boubles as she sank further in. She felt her head go dizzy at the lack of oxygen. But she refused to open her mouth till the very last moment. She felt herself grow tired as she felt he lungs would collapse, and she let the water in. After a while she didn't feel anything. She fought against the darkness that tried to consume her. She though about her family, her new friends, of her future life. And for a while, it helped her fight. But she soon realized none one was coming to save her. That maybe it was for the better altogether, she'd miss her family. But it was for the better. It was all for the better. And then she closed her eyes and let the darkness consume her.

Stiles felt himself being pulled out of the water and into the ground. He grunted as he hit the floor and he heard derek grunt as well as he fell beside him. Stiles looked up at Scott " thank God, I was wondering when you'd come!"

His best friend gave him a small smile down at him.

" it was a kanima, " Derek said" that's why it turned around when it saw its reflection"

"Where did you leave Yn?" Asked stiles sitting up.

" what do you mean? I left her here with you?" Scott replied furrowing his eyebrows at the boy

"No Scott she left with you." Stiles started to get worried

"Stiles when I leaved I left her here"

"Stiles didn't you say you heard something?" Derek asked him stiffly sitting up

"Yes, I thought I heard a-"Stiles cutting himself up when the truth hit him "oh my God" he quickly lifted himself in his feet and ran toward the diving pool" God please don't let her be in the pool" he quietly muttered to himself.

Scott had quickly followed him helping Derek up.

But surly stiles saw at the bottom the frame of a body. He didn't think twice abou diving in. He quickly took the small frame in his arms and swam back up.

He pulled Yn's body out. Scott looked down at the girl and saw that her lips where blue and her face deadly pale.

Stiles saw it to but he denied the truth, he gently shook Yns body

"Yn common wake up" he said" please don't live me, Yn please common baby wake up" he gently slapped her face but nothing, stiles felt fear gripp him" no, no no no, common Yn, you need to wake up".

Scott was already on the phone calling an ambulance and Derek, being the adult of the group, he quickly took stiles arm." Start doing Cpr"

Stiles could vaguely remember how he started pounding aging Yn chest"one,two, three..." and giving her mouth to mouth. He didn't remember how the tears slid down his cheeks as he tried to bring back to life his little sister.

He started sobbing when he saw she wasn't answering any of his pleads for her to fight. He hit her chest when a gentle cough came from the girls blue lips as the ambulances sirens was heard in the distance.

His eyes widened and he looked back to Scott who had been o the phone whith his mom and giving stiles directions on how to keep doing the CPR properly. " mom she coughed"

" her heartbeat's slow" derek told him and in that moment the paramedics burst through the pool room and to Yns side.

Stiles didn't remember how he ended up in the ambulance in the way to the hospita, holding yn-s cold hand in his. Or how his dad had to hold him from going in with the paramedics while they took Yn to a room to try and bring her back because her heart had stopped again.

Stiles sobbed into his dad's shoulder, dripping wet as he was " it'll be all right Stiles" his dad tried to comfort him when the truth was he was as scared as his son, that they would lose Yn.

Scott was whith them in the waiting room with his mom ad well as Lydia, Allison, Isaac and Derek, who had arrivquickly after Scott's mom called them. They were all extremely worried for the girl that had brought so much happiness into their life's with her shy way, the way she smiled and the way she was always there for people when they needed someone.

Aftera few minutes the doctor came out with sober look in his face. " we're sorry but Yn haven't survived." Everyone in the waiting room gasped at the words, everyone's eyes watered at the though that such a young life would be ended so unexpectedly. Stiles looked up tears falling from his eyes.

" Can I see her?" He asked quietly as he cleaned his cheeks from tears only for new ones to take place.

The doctor nodded and stiles went into the room where his sister laid motionless. He chocked a sob put as he looked at the once face that was so full of life a few hours ago.

"Why did you leave?" He whispered to her." Please fight, Yn I need you, please, you can't go. Don't live me like mom did."

Stiles took her hand in his and gently squeezed it as he cleaned his face with the sleeve of his shirt, only to realize he was still wet form half hour ago.

Then out of nowhere a gasp came from Yns lips and she shot up from where she laid . Stiles jumped away from her in surprise and the doctor and his dad rushed to the door of the room to see what was happening.

"Yn?" Siles whispered to his supposed dead sister.

When Yn turned to him stiles saw that her eyes were glowing violet but quickly faded to their natura brown color when she saw him.

"Stiles" she gasped out before stiles tackled her in a hug holding her close.

" I thought you were dead" he said against her damp hair.

"I heard you telling me to fight"

" well first time you ever listen to anything I say" he muttered holding her tighter against him.

So part 2? This took me so long to write. Hope you guys like it

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A Derek Hale x Vampire!Male Reader? Where the reader has a crush on Derek and is always flirting and trying to get closer to him but is always turned down because Derek doesn't trust him. He even tries to at least be his friend, but he doesn't even want that. Until one day he just gives up and leaves him alone, but now Derek is bothered by the reader's lack of attention and interest in him.

He Loves Me, He loves me not

Pairing : Derek hale x M reader

Tags: Pinning , Hurt/comfort, Temporary unrequited love

Word count : 501

Author's note: So Sorry for the long wait, Thanks for the request

You know that old saying if at first you don't succeed try, try again well it doesn't apply to grumpy old werewolves that’s for sure. No matter how many times Y/N tried, Derek seemed to hate him no matter what he did. At first, he thought it was just that Derek didn’t trust him because he was a vampire, but it turns out he doesn’t have a problem with vampires he just had a problem with Y/N. 

Which is unfair because All Y/N had done was try to be at least his friend, he turned down the flirting to practically zero, he no longer turned up places without an invitation first but even that didn't stop the snippy comments and glares.  

Y/N has had enough he can only take so much before he takes the hint that he’s not welcome. So, he stops trying to talk to Derek completely unless he absolutely needs to for pack business. He doesn’t look at him at pack meetings anymore, he barely acknowledges him anymore unless prompted. 

 He was moving on Which would be a good thing if he didn’t feel Derek watching him all the time like he wanted to say something but couldn’t. 

It all finally comes to a head at the end of the weekly pack meeting. Y/N is just about to leave when Derek corners him. 

“ can I help you?” If there's one thing Y/N hate its feeling trapped and with how Derek has him blocked in Hes feeling it making him on edge. 

“Look Y/N , this isn’t easy for me, I- I care about you okay” 

Y/N couldn’t believe it, after months of chasing Derek and getting nowhere , Now here he was confessing to caring about him. He couldn’t believe it, he started laughing 

“ and – why are you laughing,?” 

“Derek I've been trying to get close to you for months and you brushed me off every single time and now you’re telling me you care about me talk about mixed messages” Y/N snarked leaning against the hallway wall 

Derek sighed as he rubbed the back of his neck “ I know I'm sorry, I just-I don’t have much luck with romantic interests they all end up being murderous hunters that try to murder everyone I love, or They leave.” 

“Derek I get it, but I can't keep playing this hot and cold game with you anymore.” 

“ i know, I don’t want that either”  

“ okay so, what do you want?” The vampire asked  

“ I wanna try with you, if you want that too” 

The born wolf seemed nervous; he kept his eyes to the floor as he waited for the vampire's reply 

“ okay we can try”  

“ really?”  

“ Yes Derek, we can try” 

Y/N hears as stiles begins waking back up to the house. “I should go but I'll see you tomorrow”  

Y/N lent up slightly pressing a quick kiss to the werewolf's rough cheek before pulling away and leaving.  

“see ya” 

“bye”  

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Derek Hale/ftm Reader with number 7. Florist AU and 53. Mutual Pining 

7. Florist AU and 53. Mutual Pining

“I’m telling you; he only comes in here to see you!!!” Stiles glares and Derek shakes his head.

“I doubt business guy comes to the flower shop bi-weekly to just see the grumpy ass florist.”

“He does Derek; admit it.” Lydia breezes by holding out the stock designs for valentine’s day.

“If he comes in on valentine’s day; since that’s the usual time he’d come in bi-weekly.”

“It’s weird Y/N; you don’t need to go into the florist that often; he probably thinks you have a girlfriend; or boyfriend.” Kira laughs when you glare at her.

“Kira let me pine away in peace.”

“You’ll die before you say one word to him..”

“If he;s working valentine’s day I’ll say something...”

“You’re going in on Valentine’s day???” she widens her eyes at you.

“Mhm; it’s the usual day I go in after all.”

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Title: Misunderstandings

Summary: A misunderstanding, and a lot of unsaid words leads to a breakup.

Warning: None

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I couldn’t understand why he kept so many secrets. It hurt, the feeling of him not trusting me or the idea of having done something to be unworthy of his trust. And although I knew I hadn't done anything; he constantly reassured me in that area, he could always keep the bad thoughts at bay although not for long.

Tucking a stay of hair behind his ears, watching as he sleeps soundly his chest rising and falling. The thought had formed weeks ago and had left me restless. Slowly getting up in an attempt not to wake up Deek. Which had failed in all honestly it was a failed plan to begin with as his super natural hearing had alerted him the moment I had sat up.

“What’s wrong?” He was not truly awake and had hints of sleep in his voice, I had barely swung my legs off the bed.

Taking a deep breath, “ I think, I want to break up.” I wondered if he could hear the shake of my voice and the uncertainty of it. He sat up almost immediately.

“Did something happen?” He reached for my hands that layed on my legs, pulling away from his touch. It would be harder to do this if I let myself be held by him. If he spoke in the soft voice that made me want to stay.

“I don't think I love you, I - don't think i can, not in the way you want me to.” it wasn't the truth at least not the whole truth, if I said the truth, it would hurt him more than saying I couldn't love him in the way he needed.

“Where is this coming from?” looking up from where my gaze was fixed on (the wall where a dent layed from an unknown object) he looked so lost, like he couldn't understand where all of this was coming from like there hadn't been hint and signs, “Please, let's just talk about this, before anything else happens.”

I couldn't give him that, if I did then I would say the truth and then I wouldn’t be the strong one. I would fall to pieces, and I don't think I could put all the pieces back together. If I had to hear him answer all my questions on why he was always gone, and why he ditched me, why I was second when I put him first, if I heard about the other people, I would destroy me.

Instead of saying all my thoughts out loud, I smiled “I'm sorry Derek, but it's better this way, it's better for both of us if we ended it here. I’m a hundred percent sure that you'll find someone that can be there for you, you are a great man and,” I was rambling, taking a deep breath, and slowly letting it out. “I’m going to go”

He looked so hurt, it made me want to hold him, but it would defeat the whole purpose of breaking up with someone if I went back to him, so I grabbed my things and left. I wanted until I hit my first red light; I broke down, unable to hold back anymore, I needed someone who would be there, and he needed someone who could understand.

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Might make a second part were, everything gets resolved.

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Imagine: You ask them if they want to have sex with you.

Teen wolf edition

Stiles got distracted by the sudden question that took him by surprise, he tripped and fell, making a mess in his room. Then he looks at you and notice you’re being serious. "Like, right now?’" You nodded and he stood up quickly. "Uh, yeah!" Then in a hurried attempt to get naked he tangled himself under his shirt.

Derek smiled and said "You should’ve asked sooner…" before picking you up, then throwing you down in his bed and removed his clothes in a slow sexy manner to get you aroused.

Liam was taken a back when you made your question, and more when you emphasized the action, sounding more like an order and less of a question. "Y/n, we’re in school." He looked around nervous, "I don’t care, I want it now." The fact that you we’re coming off to him as very dominant was a mayor turn on, and without hesitation, he entered a classroom locked it while you threw all the stuff on top of a desk where he placed your lower half to grope you as he fiercely kissed you.

Scott laughed a little shyly "Very funny, Y/n." after he saw that you weren’t laughing and was looking at him stern look he realized you weren’t kidding, making him shut his mouth, then grabbed you and took you to his house on his bike in a hurried way.

Theo glanced at you with a sly grin "Cant say i didn’t see this coming, but I wanted to ask you the same thing.” let’s just say that you guys had wild sex in his truck after that.

Isaac got startled and he them blushed. "What?" He then put on a straight face as if the question didn’t faced him at all. "Oh, it was nothing…" You giggled im a mischievous way as you walked, leading him to your room while taking piece after piece of your clothing. He stood up, feeling giddy and tripping at first. "W-Wait up. Y/n, wait up!" He removed his clothing quickly and closed your door and locked you both in it.

‘I’ll be damned.’ Peter laughed victoriously as every part of him was making him head towards you "We’ll? What are we waiting for?" Both of your hurriedly becoming undone of your clothes, completely forgetting that you we’re in Derek’s loft, a frequently visited place.

Jordan scolded you for making that question out of the blue under working hours ""Are you crazy? We’re im the middle of work." He whispered, "That doesn’t answer my question, Parrish." He sighed and after your shift ended he took you on a quick date and slept at his place.

Ethan felt amazed that he can still win over people easily but politely declined. "You know I have a boyfriend, Y/n" and why a sly smile you told him "He can come, too. Jackson is pretty hot…" Ethan hummed, meditating the offer, and called Jackson.

Chris felt like he his the jackpot with this, but tried to hide it as much as he could. "It was getting hot down here, anyways." He took your hand with grin and guided you to his bedroom.

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"You humiliated me in front of Brett's pack." Y/N said as Derek continued to walk them back to Derek's loft, hand firmly around Y/N's arm. The werewolf glares at him for a moment, before he huffed. "Oh, come on. Don't be so dramatic, Y/N."

"Me dramatic? You're the one who came bursting in like you owned the place. And let go, you're wrinkling my jacket." Y/N tugged him arm free as he looked at the older man. "Derek what do you want from me?"

"What I've always wanted. For you to be happy."

"I would love to know how that feels. Seems like whenever I get close, you take all away from me. Are you jealous or Brett or something?"

"He's just not the right person for you." Derek said, keeping his voice calm through clenched teeth.

"Well, that's not your call. It's mine. If I want to date him... I will. If I want him to fuck and kiss me... I will let him." Y/N said as Derek growled in rising anger.

"You can't tell me who I can and can't date. You lost that right the moment you hurt me in a way that no one else has before."

"I already apologized for that!"

"I don't care! You ruined my life! You couldn't even tell me that you liked Stiles. So, instead, I had to catch you two in bed together. Feel my heart break into a thousand pieces." Y/N wiped away a bitter tear as he looked at Derek.

"Dating Brett is my choice. And you're sure as hell not going to stop me."

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Returning to Normal - Derek Hale

Summary: You and Derek get too into the sense of normality...

Words: 550

Warnings: none

Derek Hale's POV:

It's mornings like these that make me glad I took a job with Noah Stilinski as one of his two main deputies with Parrish. I took day shifts so Parrish could try to avoid turning into a Hellhound on shift, especially after the war.

But oh joy! Today is one of the days I don't have a day shift so I'm just around to listen to my pups all get ready for school, sat at the kitchen table with Boyd, listening as Erica and Isaac fight about who's turn it is in the bathroom. Boyd seems unfazed by it and I'm starting to wonder how they ever make it so school at all, let alone on time.

"Just let me brush my teeth!" Isaac whines and Erica just screeches, (at this point I'd be more surprised if Erica made a human noise) there's a thud and more screeches and snarls while Erica snaps back, "Let me finish my makeup then!"

Boyd perks up at the sound of tires on the dirt track, calling to the two fighting upstairs, "You'd better hurry! Mum's here!"

I frown a little into my newspaper as mum? That's when Y/N comes bounding into the house and Boyd silently points upstairs so, with a roll of his hazel eyes, Y/N takes the stairs two at a time. All I can do is prepare myself for a fight as Y/N intervenes the two pups, saying, "Erica hurry up in the bathroom but Isaac you can do something else while you wait. Go make sure your bag is packed and put your shoes on. Erica be out of the bathroom by then."

Blissful silence ensues and Y/N reappears, greeting me and going to the fridge. He pulls out the flask that Erica screamed at me for touching earlier, taking a sip and his whole body seems to relax. The strong aroma of coffee that always wafts from the messy haired boy growing stronger. Hmm, so that's why Y/N always smells of coffee and why the house always has some form of coffee in it when the pack who are here the most are banned from drinking any - especially Stiles.

"We're leaving in ten minutes!" Y/N calls and Boyd takes his plate up to the sink, Y/N going over to wash it as if they do this everyday and honestly they probably do. It's quite therapeutic to watch part of my pack work together as a unit with minimal fighting, even Y/N who's human.

"Come on! In the car! Isaac's in the front today." Y/N shepherds the three pups out of the house before coming over to me in a rush, saying, "Have a good day Derek and try get some sleep, have a bath and relax." Before he's leaning down and pressing a kiss to my surprised lips and then is out the door and in his car, the small bickering of the pups and Pete fading away as I process what Y/N just did.

"Oh God!" Y/N's panicked voice breaks through my super-werewolf hearing, "I kissed him."

The pups responses fade away as do the sound of his engine as they leave for school. Maybe everything will be okay.

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Masterlist

Last Updated: 4/23/2024

Fair warning to anyone who reads some of the series on here, a lot of them are unfinished, I started writing them years ago. I may go back and finish some of them, i may not. If there is a series you find that you enjoy that is unfinished let me know!

One Shots

Spencer Reid: Stir Crazy Alone Late Nights Bothered Dr. Reid? What Should I Reid? Bookworms (Male!Reader) You're Dating Who?! Home Silent Moments Turned Tables

David Rossi: Homework Pile Up (Daughter!Reader)

Aaron Hotchner: Ruined (Platonic!Reader) Soothing Voices

Series

Spencer Reid: Mistakes Were Made; 1,2,3,4 Boy Wonder and Family Prequel; 1,2 Boy wonder and Family; 1,2,3, Don't Let Me Go; 1,2,3,4,5

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Dean Winchester: Baby Mine

Sam Winchester: Living Blood Bank S'pise

Sam and Dean Winchester: Without you

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Simon "Ghost" Riley Don't Own Me Bittersweet Troublesome Feelings

Keegan P Russ Brothers Best Friend

Series

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Captain John Price Coming Home To You: 1,2,3

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Simon "Ghost" Riley Faking his own death Money Teenage Daughter Simon hates seeing you cry, "Yeah i think you're hot,"

John "Soap" MacTavish Hopeless Flirt Coming home from a long mission

Simon Riley X John Mactavish X Reader Dad!Simon and Dad!Johnny, missing gear.

Requests

Simon "Ghost" Riley Body Image Freckles Control

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Stiles Stilinski Study Breaks

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