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ihavesimpedovermanyfictionalmen · 3 years

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⊱ ─《I Cannot Stand You!》─ ⊰

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ꜱᴛɪʟᴇꜱ ꜱᴛɪʟɪɴꜱᴋɪ x ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴄᴜʀꜱɪɴɢ, ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴀɴɪᴄ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋꜱ, ꜱᴇʟꜰ-ʜᴀʀᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴍ ᴏꜰ ʙᴜʀɴɪɴɢ, ᴄᴜᴛᴛɪɴɢ, ꜱᴄʀᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ,ʙʀɪᴇꜰ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴜʀɢɪɴɢ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴡᴇʟʟ, ɪɴꜱᴇᴄᴜʀɪᴛɪᴇꜱ, ᴍᴀʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ꜰʟᴜꜰꜰ ᴛᴏ ɪᴛ, ʟᴏᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: ꜱᴄᴏᴛᴛ'ꜱ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴄᴀʟ ʀɪᴠᴀʟꜱ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ʙɪʀᴛʜ, ʀᴇɢᴀʀᴅʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴀᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴇʀᴇʟʏ ᴋɪᴅꜱ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ, ꜱʜᴇ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ʙʏ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏᴛʜ ꜱᴛɪʟᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴄᴏᴛᴛ, ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ, ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴀʟʟᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀᴄᴛ ʜᴇʀ. ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀᴡᴏʟ ꜰᴏʀ 7 ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ, ꜱʜᴇ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇᴀᴄᴏɴ ʜɪʟʟꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴛᴇᴘ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ, 2 ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ

author’s note: this hasn’t been proofread nor is it a new fic. it’s literally the same fanfiction as my other one, just updated ;) also be warned that the rest of the parts aren't updated yet so just wait a bit cuz school is kicking my ass! Hopefully by the end of the week (07/31/23) ill have up until part 7 that will be updated and posted

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| Beacon Hills, California, 1995 |

| Flashback |

[ Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital. It’s a hospital. What more is there to say, really? Nothing. Because nothing else matters to Melissa McCall except for her newborn babies, Scott and Y/N.

It was a stormy night, rain falling, thunder rumbling, and lighting striking almost every 5 minutes. And of course, while she wouldn’t have been bothered any other time, Scott and Y/N were sleeping soundly. Well, Y/N was at least. Scott had(rightfully) woken up screaming, the loud sounds scaring him awake.

So there Melissa lay in her hospital bed, holding one of her babies while the other lay soundly asleep in her bed next to the window. After a few minutes she was able to calm Scott down, smiling as he fell asleep in her arms. She was happy. While Rafe wasn’t here, leaving her alone after being called into ‘work’, she wasn’t exactly focused on him.

Nothing else mattered. No one else mattered. Just her two beautiful babies. Her gaze left her son to see her daughter. She’d been picked up earlier, by her father before he left, but was quickly put down after screaming and thrashing around in her fathers arms.

Now, she lay there, quieter than ever, sleeping peacefully as the sounds of the rainstorm fill all of their ears. She irked her head to the side, surprised to see her newborn daughter find peace in the chaos outside.

“Melissa?” She heard a name call out to her softly. She turned her head, “Nurse Felicity. Come in, they’re sleeping.” She replied, ushering with her head to the nurse to come on in.

“How are we all feeling today?” She asked, picking up the new mother’s charts. “I’m feeling at ease and they both are sleeping. Scott woke up because of the storm outside. Can you believe how awful it is out there?”

Y/N shifted in her swaddle, catching the attention of both adults as they laughed lightly and changed to an even quieter voice, “It’s unbelievable. It just started so suddenly.”

“Yeah, right when I was pushing Y/N out. Almost like her birth started it.”

Both women laughed again, thinking the nonsense was too good to be true. Felicity put her charts back after making some notes in it, looking over to Scott to check on his breathing. “Okay well that’s good at least. Do you mind if I check on Y/N?”

Melissa shook her head, “I don’t but she might. She was screaming and moving around in her father’s arms the entire time he was picking her up. I swear if she could jump she would’ve.” Felicity shook her head, holding back another laugh, gently smacking the side of Melissa’s leg.

“Alright then, let’s take a look at her, shall we?” The nurse went around the bed, picking up the young girl from her hospital crib. She puts her hand on her forehead, and under her nose. Then she takes into account her physical form.

Felicity acts quickly but unbothered, not wanting to alarm Melissa, as she calls in the doctor and another nurse. Three other nurses walk into the room with another crib to take the young child in. Nurse Felicity then turns her attention to Melissa as the others wrap Y/N up in more blankets.

Melissa’s erratic, although she tries to hide it. She doesn’t say a lot, she can’t find herself to. Though the words that do come out of her mouth are stuttered beyond recognition. “Melissa, you need to breathe. I know this is scary but you need to breathe for both of your kids.” Once she sees her do so and calm herself down a bit, she tells her.

“Y/N has hypothermia. The other nurses are taking her to the NICU and are going to warm her. The doctor you met earlier is also going to take a look at her lungs to make sure they are okay. I wanted a second opinion because I heard something abnormal.” ]

°。°。°。°。°。°。°。゜。°。°。 10:00 AM

Welcome to Beacon Hills.

Jesus it’s been awhile. I don’t mean to sound like one of those Hallmark movie characters but, it’s good to be home. Well, my home for now. When my mom gets the papers that forfeit my father’s primary custody of me, I’ll have to move in with her.

Is she still in the same house? Will Scott be happy to see me? Or Lydia, or even fucking Stiles? Will they like this me? Oh my God, will they even remember me? Will they recognize me if I’m walking the street, screwing my entire plan up? What if they find out about me being this half fish thing? God, they’ll be disgusted—

“We’re here, dear children.” Rosalie’s voice interrupts my internal rant. “Y/N, could you grab William please?” I nodded my head, unbuckling myself and grabbing my bag. When I open the door to get William, he’s already fast asleep. I roll my eyes and laugh before carefully unbuckling him and picking him up.

William is my half brother. Rosalie had him a little over a year ago. So now I’m not only a big sister to a nine year old but an 18 month one. It doesn’t bother me, whatsoever. I make sure I’m always with them no matter what or that they are both in my line of sight if we’re home alone. Interestingly enough, they are both a lot easier to take care of then one would think.

Rosalie says I’m overprotective of them both but, I don’t think that’s true.

“Alright, come on Joey!” I call him as he stands in front of our new house. “You gotta get your stuff and call dibs on your room dude!” He practically runs back to the car, grabbing his suitcase and bags before taking off to the front of the house.

Not like it’s unlocked, since Rosalie is literally talking to the landlord as he’s standing right there but, whatever. I head to the door as well, setting my stuff beside Joey’s. “Are you excited?” I ask him, sitting on the ledge of the stone railing. “Are you kidding—” I shushed him, gesturing to his little brother sleeping. “Sorry. Are you kidding? We’ve got a fountain in our driveway!” He exclaims quietly. “Not to mention it’s huge!” He jumps up and down and I smile at him, shifting William so I can hold him with one arm, and grabbing my phone to record Joey.

“I’m glad you’re excited buddy. And perhaps if you unpack the boxes for your room by dinnertime, I just might take you out for the best ice cream in California.” Is it possible for someone’s eyes to widen even more cause I think his just did.

Oh well. He’s happy and we haven’t really had much time together since William was born.

“Okay children. Welcome to our new home.”

°。°。°。°。°。°。°。゜。°。°。 4:30 PM

“How’s Will doing?” I ask Rosalie as she finishes unpacking the living room. “He’s occupied. How about Joey?” I fall onto the couch. “I checked on him about an hour ago, he’s pretty focused on setting up his room before 5.” She gave me a confused look. “I kinda promised him that if he were able to unpack his room before dinnertime I would take him for ice cream but, he’s going the distance and setting it up now so, win-win.”

She shook her head. “We’re getting pizza anyway so I figured I might as well pick it up while we get ice cream. Give you some time to rest with Will and allow me and Joey to spend some time together.”

She nodded. “That’s good. How are you feeling?” She asked me, I internally cringed. “Well the kitchen is only half unpacked but that’s because I was setting up my bedroom and attempting to set up my bathroom as well but then I got distracted—”

“You know that’s not what I meant.”

I hated when she did this. How should I feel?

It’s not like I got a chance to answer when we both heard a scream. Joey’s. “Get Will.” I tell her, grabbing the iron bat that was coincidentally enough already unpacked and running out the front door. “Joey!” I yell out, running down our driveway. “Joey!”

My heartbeat’s erratic. I can’t feel any part of my body. Just darkness and anger. I feel it get louder when I see a cop car pull in. When I see the cop get out of that car. It only stops when I see him move to the back of the car and open the back door, letting him out. I drop my bat and run towards him. Latching onto him and hugging the soul out of him.

Once I let go, I checked him, ignoring the passenger side door slam, “Are you alright? Are you okay? Any scratches, cuts?” I’m checking his arms, pushing up his sleeves, checking his face, his neck, his legs. Nothing. That’s when the cop started to talk.

“Joey here is fine, ma’am.” I know that voice. I stood up, turned around and faced him. And surprisingly enough his son. God, Please don’t recognize me. “He told me he was wandering around because he wanted to explore the new house. Got lost and luckily enough my son here found him.”

Noah and Stiles Stilinski. It’s been a while, boys.

I looked at Joseph. “Joey go inside. You scared the hell outta Rosalie.” He nodded, not questioning me any further before hugging Noah and Stiles, muttering out a thank you and running back inside the house. “Sorry about him. He’s very adventurous. He was exactly the same way when we lived in Washington.” I walked past the two, following Joey; only I picked up my poor iron bat that I dropped.

Noah just shook it off, “It’s fine. My son and I were just surprised that he had a self defense chain at such a young age. Guess we know where he got it from.” I let out a laugh, loosening my grip on the bat. Good, keep not recognizing me. When I looked at Stiles, he was just staring at me. Weird. “Is he alright?” I point to his son.

Noah jerked him in the ribs, getting his attention. “Yeah he’s fine. He’s always like that.” Stiles starts stuttering what I think is his idea of an apology but I can’t tell. Or maybe he’s just short circuiting. That sometimes happens to me whenever I’m thinking too many thoughts to handle.

I can hear Noah say his name under his breath — probably meaning it wasn’t for my ears so I stifle a laugh. “S-sorry. I was just — you just look young to have a kid. I was surprised.” Noah hits him upside the head while a heat rises to my cheeks.

“N-no he’s not mine. I live here with my step-mother.” Stiles looked away, muttering a ‘my bad’ to me while his father eyed me. “I’m sorry, you mentioned Washington. I’m assuming you’re moving here from there?” I nodded.

“Have you lived here before? I feel like I know you.” I hope I haven’t visibly tensed, otherwise it will cause more problems that I really don’t need right now. His fathers words caught his attention because he’s almost examining me. I know I don’t look the same as far as physical appearances go but that doesn’t mean I am a totally different person.

Maybe I’m just overthinking this.

“I get that a lot. I lived next door to an older man who said the same thing when I moved there years ago.” I relaxed, putting those thoughts to ease. Hopefully.

“Oh so you moved to Washington as well? Where’d you move from?” Stiles asked. He’s making conversation. Okay, that’s good at least. I think. “It was a small town, surprisingly enough also in California.”

Good God woman you’re borderline crossing a line. I played it off as nothing and Noah must’ve noticed. “I’m not gonna lie, I feel a little stupid to have been bothering you for so long and still not introduce ourselves.” I tried to wave it off, “I’m Noah Stilinski and this is my son Stiles.” Stiles did a little wave that was almost… cute.

“It’s nice to meet you both. I don’t know what my brother told you but, I’m Y/N and my step-mother’s name is Rosalie. I have a baby brother named William.” Noah shook my hand and Stiles followed.

“Well, I’m sure we’ve held you up long enough. You guys are still settling in from what I see so I won’t keep you any longer. I’ll let my department know that we have some new move-ins from Washington. Especially in this house. I was starting to wonder if it was abandoned.”

Noah laughed and I gave him a smile. He got back into his car and yelled at Stiles to join when he didn’t move. And they left.

That was too damn close. Never again. I gotta be careful with this shit.

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contentconsumer · 4 years

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Being a mermaid/siren and dating Stiles Stilinski

a/n: keep sending in your requests! my masterlist can be found here, my prompt list here and ships are open so find my requirements here key: Y/N - your name, Y/F/N - your friends name, Y/B/F/N - your best friends name word count: 551 pairing: Stiles Stilinski x mermaid/siren!reader warnings: n/a summary: you’re a mermaid. stiles is stiles. requested?: yes! ‘ how about "being a mermaid/siren and dating stiles would include"?? can you do that? 👉👈 ‘

Both trying to hide the supernatural from one another when you first started dating

Like 'Oh I have to go see Scott right now sorry', 'That's absolutely fine I need to see Y/B/F/N anyway!’

Scott and your best friend trying to convince you too tell the other one but you both deemed it 'too dangerous'

You were both blindly oblivious to the others weird actions as you were too worried about your own

Eventually it all came out though when you were both staying late at school to study then something supernatural bursting through the door

Stiles panicking and trying to explain while you are also panicking and trying to explain

Freezing and looking at each other...'YOU KNOW?'

Stiles calling Scott and being very concerned when you start singing because 'WHY ARE YOU SINGING TO A MONSTER?' in a whisper-shout

You asking him to just trust you and eventually you lead it to the school pool where you are able to drown the creature but now Stiles is waving his arms around frantically because you now have a tail and what the fuck is going on

Scott bursting through the doors at this moment all wolfed out just for you to now and explain to both boys why you have a tail and how you singing meant you could drown this monster

Afterwards laughing about the whole situation but at the time it was very scary

Being able to hang out with Stiles more often when he found out you knew about all the weird stuff in beacon hills as he could openly discuss it in front of you

Sheer worry and panic when Sheriff Stilinski asks you to go on a beach vacation with them as you both know you WILL grow a tail if you get wet

Going nonetheless because you want to spend time with the Stilinski family but never going in the water and if you do get splash Stiles is quick to throw a towel over your legs

Once Sheriff knew about the supernatural you were more relaxed but that did not prepare him for the first time you grew a tail

Him staring at you as you've just fallen over due to the fact you have grown a tail

Staring at Stiles

Staring back at you

Both of you just smiling and shrugging your shoulders

Stiles and basically the whole pack thinking it's hilarious to drop water balloons on you/spray you with water because of the way you fall over and then just have to sit there and stare at them until your tail/legs dry

'So can you shower?'

Singing for Stiles to get him to relax/to sleep

Using the threat 'I will drown you'

Going swimming with Stiles and he is always in awe of just how beautiful he finds you

Getting sick of him asking question you deem as stupid but he deems as important

'Do you grow a shell bra?’

'Can you sit on rocks like Aerial?'

'Are you like the mermaids from H20 just add water?'

‘When you're in the bath does your tail overhang?'

Can I touch it? Wait I don't want to. Wait yes I do'

Watching any film with a mermaid/siren in and him just staring at you the whole time

#stiles stilinski #requests #stiles #stiles x reader #stiles imagine #stiles stilinksi x reader #dating stiles stilinski would include #stiles stilinski x reader #stiles stilinski headcanons #headcannons #headcanons #teen wolf #teen #teen wolf headcanon #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf masterlist #stiles stilinski x mermaid!reader #stiles stilinski x siren!reader

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newbyimagines · 4 years

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Moonstruck Part 9

Brett Talbot X Mermaid!reader

Summary: The reader finds herself in the company of strangers after the game.

Master List

Part 1

Part 8

You heard other shouting and yelling you were able to pick out a few words like kill and other things you were not appreciative of.

You got up and stumbled towards the lights in the other room. You heard some banging as you rounded the corner and leaned against the door frame. Brett was running towards you when a guy punched him and he fell unconscious.

“I guess I still have a little werewolf strength myself.” His eyes glowed blue unlike Brett’s they had a cold color.

“Hey Doc I don’t think he’s breathing.”

The older gentlemen came over and used a scalpel to cut open his chest. A small amount of yellow gas came out and you heard him catch his breath. You collapsed to the floor next to him and blacked out again.

3rd person P/O/V

“Do you hear that?” Stiles put his ear near Brett to listen to what he was muttering.

“Three things cannot long be hidden. The sun, the moon, the truth.” Deaton piped up after he listened for a few moments.

“Satomi.” Derek and Peter said looking at each other.

Peter soon after left probably because he didn’t really care all that much.

“Okay doc what about her? She’s not looking to good.” Stiles pointed at the girl who had collapsed next to Brett on the floor.

“Can you put her on the table and clean up some of that blood if it’s any worse than it looks we should take her to a hospital.” Stiles and Derek lifted the girl up onto the table before Stiles used a piece of gauze with some rubbing alcohol.

Stiles stopped in a few seconds to look at the bizarre manifestation on the table. Derek and Deaton were helping Brett into a back room so he could rest after the Wolfbane.

“Derek, Deaton I think you should come look at this.” They both walked in as Stiles asked to see the girl there, with a tail. Not an animal tail but a mermaid tail.

“Well that’s new even for me.” Derek piped up from beside Deaton.

“I guess hospital is not an option.” The girl started to move

Your P/O/V

You woke up on a cold metal table pushing yourself up on your elbows. Looking down you could see your tail hanging off the edge of the table and beyond it three curious sets of eyes.

“Where am I? Where’s Brett?” You were ready to try and fight your way out if you had to.

“Okay calm down, we’re here to help.”

“How is doing this helpful?” You gestured towards your tail. You reached a hand out and used your powers to dry off.

“My name is Deaton, I am a veterinarian. We promise we are not here to hurt you.” He walked towards you and you jumped up on the table so your legs were beneath you. You crouched down defensively ready to make a move if any of them moved defensively.

“Where is Brett?” You lowered your voice in an attempt to sound slightly more intimidating.

“Brett’s in the other room recovering.”

“How do you know about us?” You slowly climbed down on the other side of the table so it was between you and the three men. You knew you could probably take on the skinny one and the old man but the other one was a wild card.

“Look we only know about Brett because of the deadpool.” The one with the broad shoulders and dark hair walked towards you. “My name is Derek. I’m a werewolf too. I was born a werewolf.”

“Like Brett,” you muttered under your breath. “And you’re sure he’s safe here?”

“Yes he will be. We need to make sure you’re okay you hit your head pretty bad and lost a lot of blood.”

“Let me see Brett first.”

The older man gestured for you to follow him you walked around the table to follow him into a back room. Brett was lying down on a makeshift bed made of chairs with a blanket draped over him as you saw his chest rise and fall rhythmically. Deaton reached out towards you and guided you back into the main room. He had you sit in the table while he took a good look at your wounds.

“I never asked what is your name?”

“I’m Y/N,” You looked over to the other side of the room where Derek and Stiles were having a very animated conversation.

“Some very special abilities you have there. In all my years of interacting with the supernatural I have never meet a mermaid.”

“We’re not as rare as you might imagine. Most of us live in the sea, well born mermaids that is. I ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time and this happened.”

“That’s very unusual.” Derek walked over to you with his arms crossed over his chest.

“We need to find the rest of Brett’s pack to worn them.”

“I’m sorry I don’t know much actually. I actually just transferred to Devenford a few days ago. I found out about Brett on accident I don’t know much other than he called his Alpha Satomi.”

“Alright I’ll figure something out if he doesn’t wake up soon.”

“Can someone drive me back to the place the game was my car is there.” You looked around for your phone. “Has anyone seen my phone? It was in my purse.”

“You didn’t have a purse on you when we found you passed out in the locker room.”

“Do you have Brett’s phone I need to call someone?” Stiles walked off and came back with Brett’s gym bag. You reached in and found his phone, when the screen lit up it had several missed calls and texts from Lori.

You quickly dialed her number and she picked up immediately.

“Brett thank god. What happened? Where are you? Wheres Y/N? Are you alright?”

“Lori calm down it’s me I am with Brett.” You heard her let out a sigh of relief.

“Are you still at the other school?”

“Well Brett was my ride so yeah and I have your purse you left it in the bleachers.”

“Okay I will meet you there in a few minutes.” You hung up and put Brett’s phone back in his bag. You walked past the rest of the guys to the room where Brett was asleep.

“I have to go Brett, I have to watch out for Lori just like you asked I’ll be back in the morning okay?” You placed a gentle kiss to his forehead before tucking his bag under one of the chairs and leaving the room.

“Alright who is bringing me back to my car my friend is waiting for me.” For some reason you had the urge to protect Lori with your life. With that it included her secret.

“I’ll take her Derek are you okay?” Stiles looked over at Derek as he was chatting with Deaton. Derek didn’t say a word but Stiles somehow got an answer from just his expression. Stiles lead you outside to a blue jeep and opened the passenger side door for you before rushing around to the other side to get in and drive.

“So how did you become a mermaid? Were you born a mermaid? If you’re from Australia why don’t you have an accent? Do you transform with water or is it any liquid? Can you fight? What kind of powers do you have?” He kept bombarding you with questions without pausing for you to answer.

“What are you? Actually better question who are you?” You turned so you were facing him as he drove, slightly erratically, towards the high school.

#Brett Talbot #brett talbot imagine #brett talbot x reader #Brett talbot x Mermaid!reader #brett and lori #Stiles #stiles stilinski #stiles imagine #Scott McCall #derek hale #derek hale imagine

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heliads · 3 years

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Stiles Stilinski Masterlist

Worthy - Based on this request: “Stiles x male reader where stiles gets hurt and reader asks him why he keeps putting himself in these positions knowing he doesn’t heal like the rest and stiles seeing how concern reader is for him cracks jokes” Imagine

Visiting - Based on this request for my 3k celebration: “a platonic Stiles one-shot with prompt 17. Stiles is the one who says it. Scott, Stiles, Lydia, and Malia are friends with the reader, who is a transfer student from Scotland and a mermaid. On spring break, they spend a few days in Scotland." Oneshot

Lady of the Legend - Based on this request: “Stiles x female reader. The one-shot mixes Teen Wolf with the story of King Arthur. Beacon Hills High School has a new student: Y/N L/N, the reincarnation of Arthur Pendragon. She has the memories of her past life and possesses Arthur’s sword, Excalibur.” Imagine

Friends Like You - Based on this request: “Stiles Stilinski x (platonic) m reader where he hears that reader’s been feeling not the best lately and goes over to have a boys night, pizza, movies, maybe a night out and going around w the jeep” Oneshot

Dating Stiles Stilinski Would Include... Headcanons

Shared Possession - Based on this request: “a stiles stilinski imagine where she is a werewolf in eichen and she was possessed by the nogitsune and it’s turned her insane and she’s like Kai Parker from tvd and she kinda close with malia" Imagine

All Sorts of Supernaturals - Based on this request: “Crossover between the MCU and Teen Wolf where reader is Spider-Woman and dating Stiles Stilinski. By day, she’s a student at New York University (NYU for short), and at night, she saves lives with the Avengers.” MCU Crossover

I Need a Savior - Based on this request: “A songfic for My Demons by Starset? Stiles and the reader are twins. She’s a witch and part of Scott’s pack. The reader helps Scott and the others get rid of the nogitsune and save Stiles.” Imagine

One Moves On - Stiles Stilinski doesn’t know what to think when he’s taken by the Ghost Riders. He’s grateful to be joined by Y/N L/N, although when he finally escapes, no one seems to remember her at all. Completed Series

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anxiousstark · 4 years

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S1 05 | Wolf’s Bane

MASTERLIST

Stiles Stilinski x Reader! Half-sibling!Mccall

Word count: 2958

Warnings: Mentions of injuries, swearing (always).

"So wait," I said while stealing some of Stiles's food. He pouted but offered his tray for me to grab some more. I grinned at him, and he stuck his tongue out as an answer. "You guys are telling me that Jackson knows that you are a puppy?"

Scott rolled his eyes. "Ugh, I've been telling you since last night. I'm not a puppy." He was right, puppies are cute and not mean like him. "Uhm, he's watching us." Stiles and I glanced at the table where Jackson was sitting down with his friends. He was gazing at Scott.

Both boys tried to dissimulate, they were getting nervous. But I just continued to look straight at him. "I heard him." They looked at me, confused. "The night at school while I was with you." I glanced at Stiles. "Scott was talking to Allison. I heard him talk in my head. I heard Jackson talk to me inside my head. He knew I could hear him."

"Did he say something?"

"No," I answered back. "He just said that he knew I could hear him."

"Jackson's talking to me. He knows I can hear him. Look at me. Just talk to me. Act normal. Pretend that nothing's happening." Scott was getting even more agitated. "Can you hear him?" He asked me. "I think he kind of controls my thoughts or he can invade them. I only hear him when he wants me to."

Scott peered down at his tray of food, his eyes moving from side to side, and we assumed that Jackson was speaking to him. His hands clenched around the tray, and he ended up splitting it. "Scott," Stiles whispered when he noticed that everyone was watching us. Jackson wasn't in the same room anymore. "Listen. I'm going to go home and try to investigate. Keep an eye on Jackson and Y/N."

"I'm right here, Stiles."

"I know." He reassured. "Jackson wants something with you. We don't know what, but something is going on with both of you." He looked back at Scott. "You have swimming classes, right?" His attention was on me, I nodded. "Jackson and Allison go to the same class, so it is the perfect opportunity, okay?"

We both nodded, parting ways.

After changing into my swimsuit, I went outside, slowly getting into the water. I could see Scott sitting on the bleachers, his eyes focused on Jackson and Allison, who seemed to be talking. I started swimming slowly, enjoying the water. It was peaceful. When I was a child, I used to get into the public pool in my city and play around until I was exhausted. I would get into the water and imagine that my legs were transforming into a beautiful mermaid tail.

I noticed Scott getting uneasy, and I concluded that it was because Allison and Jackson were laughing while they rested on the side of the pool. "Hey, guys," I said when I swam next to them. "Jackson," I faked a smile. "I didn't know you were in the swimming class."

"I'm starting to like it a lot." He said while eyeing Allison. Quite gentle, Jackson. "I suppose you like it too." He said, glancing at me. "Is that a tattoo on your chest?" A tattoo? I didn't have any tattoos.

I was confused, looking down at my chest. Something red was there, and I tried to remember if I had scratched myself too roughly. My fingers softly touched my chest. It was hard.

"Oh my god," Allison said with a big smile. "It's so original. My dad would kill me if I decided to get a tattoo." She looked at it closely. "Are those scales? You must like water a lot to get scales on your chest."

I nodded while swallowing. I had scales on my chest. I peered at Jackson, he was grinning. My eyes searched for Scott, but he was too busy to meet my eyes. I needed to talk to Stiles. Now.

I ran to Stiles's house, and after talking a little with his father, I hurried upstairs. I opened the door of his room without giving it a second thought. He jumped from his chair, staring at me.

"Stiles, what the fuck is going on with me?" His eyes were wide, and they got even wider when I took my shirt off. I was still wearing my swimsuit. "What is this?" I went closer to him while he was getting further from me, pushing his feet against the floor, sliding the chair he was sitting on. "Are these scales?!"

His eyes went from my eyes to my chest, repeatedly. "U-Uhm." His eyes focused on my chest, cheeks getting red as seconds went by. "D-Derek." I saw something move behind me and turned around.

"You!" I pointed at him and went closer. "What is this?" I made a gesture so he would look at my chest. His eyes narrowed, hand moving closer to touch the scales on my chest.

"Woah, Woah." I heard the other boy getting up from the chair. Within seconds he was next to me, slapping Derek's hand before he could touch my chest. "W-what are you doing? D-don't touch her with your sourwolf hands!"

My chest rose up and down. "There are red scales on my chest. Jackson saw them, and he wasn't surprised about it." I paused to breathe. "They are hard. They are real scales, Stiles."

"Have they been there for long?" Hale asked while still looking at the scales.

"No. When I woke up this morning, there was nothing." I let my mind run. "I think they appeared in the swimming class."

"Okay." Derek swallowed, frowning. "I told you, I'm not sure what you are, I need time to investigate." His voice was firm. "I need to investigate a lot of things." I nodded, sitting on Stiles' bed.

"There are scales on my chest, and you are telling me that I'm not fully human, but you also want me to wait to know what the heck am I?" Derek hummed as if it wasn't that important. "What are you both doing here anyway?" I knew he didn't have any information. Not yet. That's why I tried to calm down and change the topic.

"The night we were trapped at the school, Scott sent a text to Allison asking her to meet him there," Stiles explained to Derek.

"So?"

"So it wasn't Scott." He turned around and started clicking on his computer.

"Well, can you find out who sent it?"

"No, not me. But I think I know somebody who can."

I was sitting on Stiles's bed while he talked to Danny. He was cute, and he was part of the lacrosse team. I have never seen him before in school. Although, I have only been there for a couple of days.

"I came here to do lab work. That's what lab partners do." I snorted. Poor boy.

"And we will, once you trace the text." He was looking at him with his hazel puppy eyes, if it was me, I would probably have fallen and helped him with whatever he asked me for. But Danny was harder to convince.

"And what makes you think I know how?"

"He looked up your arrest report." I intervened while still laying down on the boy's bed. Danny glanced at me, his eyes knitted in confusion. "His dad is the Sheriff," I smiled. "And he is a hard-headed boy who always gets what he wants."

"I-I was 13. They dropped the charges." His voice cracked. Imagine being 13 and being able to do that. "No, we're doing lab work." Danny sat next to Stiles while I turned around to look at Derek.

"Does it mean that Jackson isn't human?" He glanced up from the book he was looking at. "Jackson was the boy I met the first day I came to Beacon Hills. We were both attacked that night at the video store. He has been...odd since that night."

"What do you mean?" He closed the book, letting it rest on top of his lap.

"He asked me if the wound was hurting." I paused. "He smelled like death." I swallowed, fiddling with my hands that were now resting on my lap. I needed to ask something, but I was scared that he wouldn't answer me.

"You don't smell like the dead." He replied as he knew what I was thinking. He sighed. "I'm not sure. I know werewolves, were coyotes, foxes, and a lot of creatures. I could identify their smell from afar. But I don't know what you are, yet."

"But you already knew I wasn't human anymore since that night, right?" My eyes searched for an answer in his. "You told Stiles to bring me to school the night that Scott howled." He nodded.

"Hey, Miguel." Stiles turned around in his chair, his gaze directed to Derek. I wanted to snort, but he was a werewolf and could probably rip my neck. "I thought I told you you could borrow one of my shirts." He made a gesture with his face to where his wardrobe was while Derek tightened his jaw; throwing the book to the bed and hitting my leg, bitch. Stiles was going to end up being killed by him. "So anyway, I mean, we both know you have the skills to trace that text, so we should probably-"

"Uh, Stiles?" Danny and I were completely distracted by Derek Hale, sorry, by Miguel, not having a shirt on. He was quite fit.

"Yes?"

"This. No fit."

"Then try something else on. Sorry." I rolled my eyes and went closer to Stiles, resting my hands on his shoulders, and whispering in his ear that Danny was gay.

Stiles got the idea. "Hey, that one looks pretty good, huh? What do you think, Danny? The shirt."

"It's-it's not really his color." Derek took the shirt off. It wasn't his color, to be honest.

"You swing for a different team, but you still play ball. Don't you, Danny boy?" He grinned, while he went closer to our 'new friend'. "You're a horrible person."

I laughed loudly. "I know. It keeps him awake at night."

Stiles grinned at me, slapping one of my hands that were resting close to his chest. "Anyway, about that text."

"Stiles! None of these fit." I walked back to Derek and started looking inside Stiles's wardrobe. "Ugh, he only has plaids." I snickered. Their styles were too different, and their bodies weren't alike. Stiles wasn't bulk, but you could notice that he was fit.

"The text was sent from a computer. This one." After choosing a shirt for Derek, we went closer to both boys.

"Registered to that account name?"

"That can't be right." My eyes widened. Melissa McCall. It couldn't be her. Why would she do that? She didn't know anything about Scott being a werewolf, but she was the only one who could use her account in the hospital, right?

I was sitting in the back of Stiles's jeep while he and Derek were in the front. I tightened my arms around myself, feeling a little cold. Thankfully, Stiles had let me borrow one of his red hoodies, which calmed me down, even though I felt uneasy.

Derek clutched the phone and Stiles's hand, trying to talk to Scott, who was on the other line. "Hey, is there something on the back of it? There's gotta be something. An inscription, an opening, something." Scott was in the lacrosse match while the three of us were sitting inside the jeep, and outside the hospital where Melissa worked.

"No, no, the thing's flat. And, no, it doesn't open. There's nothing in it, on it, around it, nothing." He now referred to Stiles. "And where are you? You're supposed to be here. You're first line." We heard Coach in the background, but what he was saying could not be understood clearly. "Man, you're not gonna play if you're not here to start."

"I know. Look, if you see my dad, can you tell him-tell him I'll be there, I'll just be a little bit late, okay? All right, thanks." I examined his face from the rearview mirror. Stiles was so excited to finally play lacrosse that he didn't mind that Coach was calling him Bilinski. But now, he wasn't going to be able to play.

"You're not gonna make it."

"I know." He talked fastly. "And you didn't tell him about his mom, either."

"Not till we find out the truth." As I believed, Stiles was a great friend. He was putting Scott's feelings before his. He was finally going to play, and his dad was going to be there to see him. He wanted his dad to be proud of him. I'm sure in his little head, he was thinking that his dad was going to be mad. Stiles's dad was already proud of him, I could tell. It must be nice to have a dad that loves you.

"By the way, one more thing."

"Yeah." We both turned our heads towards Derek. He had put his hand on the back of Stiles's head, and pushed him against the wheel, hitting him.

"Oh my gosh, Derek!" I hit his shoulder. "Stiles, are you okay?" "Oh, God! What the hell was-"

"You know what that was for. Go." He pointed at him. "You too." He was now looking at me, Stiles was already out of the car. "Go!"

"What?" I said. "Are you going to hit me too?" I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "Because I will grab your fucking neck and-" I was pushed out of the car by Stiles. "No, no. He needs to be given a lesson." Stiles continued dragging me while Derek smirked, and I glared at him.

"Yeah, I said I can't find her." Stiles was on the phone talking. We both have walked around the hospital, but it was too quiet and there was nobody. We went inside a room, it was empty. "Yeah, well, he's not here either." I walked further into the room. Nothing. There were no personal items, and the bed was perfectly made. "He's not here. He's gone, Derek."

I hear Derek raising his voice from the phone. I turned around to find Stiles with wide eyes, his hand falling from his ear. "Y/N, we need to get out of here." He ran the little distance that was between us, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the room.

"You must be Stiles." I swallowed when I saw a man with a half-burnt face. His eyes glanced at me. "And you must be the new creature." Stiles grip stiffened on me. We both started walking backward, turning around to run away.

"What are you doing here? Visiting hours are over."

"You - and him. You're-you're the one who- Oh, my- and he's- Oh, my God, we gonna die." He ran his free hand through his hair. As soon as he said that, Derek appeared, elbowing the nurse on the face. She fell to the floor, unconscious or dead. I can't tell.

"That's not nice. She's my nurse." Peter Hale lectured. The day I was told that Scott was a werewolf, was the day they updated me of everything. And without knowing Peter Hale, I already hated him. "She's a psychotic bitch helping you kill people. Get out of the way."

"Oh, damn." Stiles brought me to the floor, his chest pressing against my back as I was sitting between his legs. Derek's eyes became an ice blue, like mine were when we were at school the other night. His fangs came out, and I couldn't help but gasp.

"You think I killed Laura on purpose? One of my own family? My mind, my personality was literally burned out of me. I was being driven by pure instinct."

They both started fighting. Peter threw Derek against the wall, creating a hole in it. Stiles and I started moving on the floor, trying to get away from them. We could still hear them fight, and it seemed like Derek couldn't hold up with Peter's strength.

Stiles started looking around. "What are you thinking?" I asked in a whisper. "Don't do anything crazy, Stilinski."

He continued searching around. "We need to help him."

"That is a psychopath. We are humans!" I tried to make him look at him.

"We are humans, but that doesn't mean we don't help." He grabbed a computer screen from a table, and with determination started walking towards Peter. Derek stared at me, his eyes then focused on Stiles when he saw my expression.

"Stiles!" I called for him but he continued to walk towards the oldest Hale. Peter turned around, smirking. He started walking towards Stiles. I got up from the floor, falling when I stepped over myself. I followed Peter with my eyes while I got up from the ground again. Stiles threw the computer screen at him, but Peter dodged it. His fangs came out, and he ran towards Stiles. But I did too.

I didn't know what happened. But I made a hole in the wall with Peter's body. My right hand was grasping around his neck, he was trying to set himself free, but he couldn't and gasped for air. "S-s-scales." I looked at the arm that was stretched out, choking him. Red scales decorated my wrist. I turned around, terrified by myself.

"Hey." My eyes went to Stiles. "You are okay. There's nothing wrong." Stiles came closer to me, and he made me let Peter go while Derek went to Peter.

"I-I don't know how I-"

"It's okay." He embraced me, my face hiding on his chest.

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May I ask what you have the works? By the way you’re one of my favorite writers!!!

Thanks babes!! Ilysm TT♡TT

I have like,,, a heinous amount of fics in the works, so I'll give you the highlights/most active works rn

Also, I have a kpop blog and an anime/otome/manga writing blog since I've been getting into anime more, so expect some writing on there soon (@abfh, haven't posted on there yet lol)

Jason x reader x percy hcs

Leo x daughter of hades hcs

Leo x reader x nico hcs pt 2

A hoo anthology one shot series based off greyson chance's truth be told pt 1 ep

Light up the dark pt 5

Edward Cullen dating hcs (watched the whole twilight saga for the first time recently and I have some things to say lol)

Security guard frank x reader, suddenly parents au

Magnus chase intimacy hcs

Will solace intimacy hcs

Possible Derry girls ms de brun x reader dark academia au

Poly nico x reader x will

Frank x soft goth child of hades

Leo x daughter of Zeus childhood best friends au

Percy x surfer reader

Outer banks jj x reader series where you two run away to new York for a year until he turns 18

OB kie x dark academic gf reader

JJ x celebrity reader, ft amelie vibes

John b x mermaid reader

On my block Oscar Diaz x immortal reader

Klaus Hargreaves x best friend immortal reader (im not writing for ua until I finish season 2 🙈)

Leo x reader hadestown au

Poly bakudeku x cupid quirk reader

Dance academy Christian Reed x reader demigod au

Adventure time finn x reader, adjusting to this world

On my block Jamal x cryptid reader

Descendants (undecided) x child of Jack sparrow

Descendants (undecided) x child of the dread pirate Roberts from the princess bride

Beetlejuice x reader fake marriage au

"OOPS IS INSUFFICIENT" bravest warriors Danny x reader

Leo x android reader

Leo x mermaid reader

Jason and Thalia + half sibling reader

Stiles Stilinski x mermaid reader

Nico x Beetlejuice! Reader

Jason x gangster!reader good girls au

Hoo x child/reincarnation of Medusa

Thalia x adopted daughter of Artemis

Apollo dating hcs

I know there's more but yeah,,, here's this,,,

Edit: I make no guarantees for anything ever, ,, ,,, , when and what I post next is purely up to the gods

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Season 1, Episode 6: Heart Monitor

Hello readers! This chapter is about half way through the first season. This chapter has some really great Stiles x Reader moments. This is also the longest chapter so far! I hope you all enjoy and as always constructive criticism is appreciated.

Season 1, Episode 6: Heart Monitor

Pairings: Scott McCall x Twin Sister, Lydia Martin x Best Friend, Nate Wilson (OC) x Reader

Warnings: Some violence and mention of death

Word Count: 3,994

Season 1 Masterlist

Scott and I were just finishing up the grocery shopping. We both had our hands full as we were walking through the parking garage trying to remember where we parked. “Click the alarm, it will be faster than walking in circles.”

Scott nods then gently puts the bags on the ground pulling out the keys and setting the car alarm off. While listening for the beep, a bottle of milk rolled out of one of the bags, moving under a car.

Scott sighs then kneels to grab the milk, feeling blindly under the car. Before he finds anything, the bottle rolls back as milk spurts on the pavement from punctured holes in its side.

The bottle slowly stops as Scott gets off the ground and makes eye contact with me. “RUN”

I drop the bags and run, Scott and I moving in different directions. I am so happy I didn’t wear heels... After a couple of minutes of running I pause behind a parked SUV. I look through the windows trying to see if it’s following me, or it I can find Scott.

I can feel my heart pounding but can’t see or hear anything else. I slowly lean around the car and quietly move around the parking garage keeping a lookout for anything dangerous.

I then start hearing the sound of multiple car alarms. I take off running again, trying to find Scott. I know he has to be close to the cars but far enough away where he won’t be found.

As I run in the direction of the cars, I can just make out the sound of a cell phone ringing. I turn the corner just in time to see Derek reach down and pull my brother out of his hiding spot.

I take a deep breath as I throw my head back and slowly walk over to them. As I approach, Scott is brushing Derek’s hands off of his jacket, “What the hell was that?” Scott is angry.

“Yeah, I would kinds like to know that too,” Both boys turn to me.

Then Derek answers, “I said I was going to teach you. I didn’t say when.”

“You scared the crap out of us!” Scott exclaims.

Derek sniffs the air, “Not yet,” he deadpans.

I try to hide a smile, “Was that a joke?”

They both ignore me as Scott continues, “Well, I was fast, right?”

“Not fast enough.”

“But the car alarms. That was smart, right?”

“Until your phone rang.”

“Look on the bright side, your phone ringing distracted him from me.” I brightly smile.

Scott sighs, “Would you just stop? Please?”

Derek pauses and turns to face my brother, waiting for him to speak. “What happened the other night... Stiles’s dad getting hurt. It was my fault. I should have been there to do something. I need you to teach me how to control this.”

“I’m what I am because of birth. You were bitten. Teaching someone who was bitten takes time. I’m not even sure I can teach you.”

Scott takes a breath, “What do I have to do?”

“Get rid of distraction,” Derek grabs Scott, pulling out his phone and turns it around to show the display that says there is a missed call from Allison. “This is why I caught you. You want me to teach you? Get rid of her.”

Scott looks shocked and angry, “What? Just because of her family?”

Derek throws the phone, breaking it. My jaw drops as I look on in shock. “Getting angry? That’s your first lesson. Do you want to learn how to control this? How to shift? You do it through anger. By tapping into a primal, animal rage. You can’t do that with her around.”

Scott has his teeth clenched as he speaks, “I can get angry.”

“Not angry enough. This is the only way I can teach you. Can you stay away from her at least until after the full moon?”

“If that’s what it takes.”

Derek interrupts him, “Do you want to live? Do you want to protect your friends,” He glances at me, “Your family? Yes or no?”

“Yes. If you can teach me, I can stay away from her.”

I nod, “I’ll keep an eye on him.”

*_*_*_*_*_*

I was in my room texting Nate when I heard Scot’s door slam shut and not even a minute later he screamed. I quickly stood up and rushed through our bathroom and into his room just in time to hear him tell Derek, “You seriously need to stop doing that.”

“What happened? Did he talk to you?”

“Woah what? The Alpha? How do you know it’s a guy?”

They both ignored me, only sparing me a quick glance. I rolled my eyes, though I should be used to being ignored by now. “Yeah, we had a nice conversation about the weather.”

I move out of the bathroom door to sit on Scott’s bed as he continues, “No. He didn’t talk.”

“Did you get anything off of him? An impression?”

“What do you mean?”

“Pretty sure he’s talking about your other senses. I mean they are heightened no, use them to your advantage.” I state.

Derek nods, “Communication doesn’t have to be spoken. What kind of feeling did you get from him?”

Scott pauses to think, “Anger.”

“Focused on you?”

“Not me. But definitely anger. I could feel it. Especially when he drew the spiral.”

“He drew a spiral?” I questioned, knitting my eyebrows together.

I looked at Derek to read his reaction as Scott spoke, “Yeah. In the condensation. What You have this look like you know what it means.”

“It’s nothing.” Derek brushes off.

Derek goes to open the door but I scoff, “That faces says otherwise. You know, you can’t ask us to trust you ad then just keep things to yourself. Trust is a two-way street.”

Derek is adamant, “It doesn’t mean anything.”

Scott prompts, “You buried your sister under a spiral. What does it mean?”

Derek hesitates, thinking about telling us then answers, “You don’t want to know.” He then leaves the room as Scott and I glance at each other. I slowly stand up then head back to my room.

*_*_*_*_*_*

I was at lunch talking with Allison and Lydia. Allison was telling us about her history project and The Beast of Gevaudan. “The what of who?” Lydia questions, clearly confused.

“The Beast of Gevaudan. Listen...” Allison then flips through the pages of one her books and reads,

“A quadrupled wolf-like monster prowling the Auvergne and South Dordogne areas of France during the years 1764 to 1767. La Bete killed over 100 people, becoming so infamous that the king, Louis XV, sent one of his best hunter to try to kill it.”

“Boring.” Lydia states.

“I think it’s kinds interesting, but it is obviously fiction. I mean c’mon. A wolf-like monster.”

Allison continues reading, “Even the Church eventually declared the monster a messenger of Satan.”

“Still boring,” Lydia pipes up.

“Cryptozoologists believe it may have been a sub-species of a hoofed predator, possibly Mesonychid,”

“Slipping into a coma bored,” I gently elbow Lydia and she purses her lips in response.

“While others believe it was a powerful sorcerer who could shapeshift into a man-eating monster.”

“Any of this have anything to do with your family?” Lydia asks.

“Yeah, I’m confused too. Didn’t you say this was for your history class?”

Allison smiles then continues to read, “It is believed La Bete was finally trapped and killed by a renowned hunter who claimed his wife and four children were the first to fall prey to the creature. The hunter’s name was Argent.”

Lydia speaks, unimpressed, “Your ancestors killed a big wolf. So what?”

“Not just a big wolf. Look at this picture. What’s it look like to you?”

Allison flips the page, revealing a drawing of the monster to Lydia and me. The beast stands on two legs, enshrouded in mist, with red eyes and sharp claws. The bodies of women and children lie at its feet, looks of pure terror are etched on their faces.

As we study the picture Lydia finally answers Allison’s question, “It looks. Like a big. Wolf. See you in History.” She then gets up and walks away without another word.

Allison looks at me, “Do you think it looks like just a big wolf?”

I glance at the picture and sigh, “It looks like a classic werewolf. But Allison, it was obviously just a big wolf, or something similar. I mean these mythological creatures come from our history. Take mermaids, for example, they are really just manatees and dugongs. It’s how they got their scientific name Sirenia.”

Allison nods, “Yeah, I know. But it’s still cool to think that my family had a part in a classic myth like this.”

She then goes back to reading her book as I stand to throw away my unwanted food.

*_*_*_*_*_*

As I was making my way to the library I heard my name get called out. I stopped and looked over my shoulder to see Nate jogging to catch up with me. I smile, “Hey, sorry I haven’t been able to spend more time with you. Scott’s been going through some stuff and I’ve been helping him.”

“Really? Is it just Scott?”

“Well, Lydia too. With that whole thing with her and Jackson. I’ve been wanting to make sure she was okay.”

“So just Scott and Lydia?”

“Um, yeah?” I raise my eyebrow, “Why? Should there be something else?”

“I don’t know. You tell me.” Nate sounds accusing like I did something wrong.

I stop to think about what I have done in the last few days to see if there is a reason why he would be angry at me, “I’m not following... Did I do something wrong?”

“Well, I’ve seen you with a guy that I don’t know, twice here at school.” I knot my eyebrows together unsure who he’s talking about. “I think he’s older. The first time I saw you two together you were both getting into Stiles’ jeep. The second time he was talking to you buy your locker.”

I sigh in realization, “That’s nothing, he’s Stiles’ cousin. I’ve only seen him a few times, always with other people. Except for that time in the hallway. Wait, are you accusing me of cheating?”

“Well, what did you expect? You’re hanging around a guy that I don’t know and you’re not telling me about it. On top of that, you’re being secretive. We haven’t hung out in days.”

I scoff, “What do I expect? I expect you to trust me! I know I’ve been M.I.A. the past few days but I just explained why to you. I didn’t tell you about Stiles’ cousin because he’s not important. Don’t you dare accuse me of cheating! I would never do that, the thought wouldn’t even cross my mind.”

I turn to walk away but before I make it far Nate’s hand is tugging on my wrist, “Babe, I’m sor--”

I cut him off, “Don’t. I don’t want to even look at you right now.” I yank my hand out of his grasp. After a few steps, I turn back around, “And an ‘I’m sorry’ isn’t going to cut it. For you to even think I would do that...” I trail off as I shake my head then continue down the hall.

*_*_*_*_*_*

I walk into econ and head to my usual seat beside Stiles. As the other students enter the room coach starts talking, “Sit down. Sit, sit, sit. Lots to cover.”

As Scott sits in his usual seat and watches as Stiles goes to sit in between us he speaks up, “No Stiles. Take the seat behind me. Stiles,”

He gets cut off as Allison takes the empty seat behind him. She then leans over to talk to Scott, “Hey, I haven’t seen you all day.”

“Oh, sorry? I’ve been super busy.”

They continue talking for a little bit as Stiles leans over to tell me about their test with coaches heart monitor during their free period. Coach then smacks a book on his desk to get the classes attention. My head snaps to the front of the room as the coach begins.

“All right, settle down. Let’s start with a quick summary of last night’s reading. Greenberg, put your hand down. Everybody knows you did the reading. How about...” His eyes search the room and land on my brother, “McCall.”

I quickly ask, “Which one?” knowing that Scott didn’t do the reading. Coach glances at me almost like he forgot I was in this class.

“Uh, Scott. Summarize last night’s reading.”

Scott hesitates, “I forgot.” He looks uncomfortable.

“Okay, then. Nice work. Because it’s not like you’re averaging a D in this class. You do know that I can’t keep you on them with a D, McCall?”

He waits for Scott to say something as a few students giggle. I turn in my seat throwing a glare over my shoulder at the students.

Coach continues when there is no answer, “How about you summarize the previous night’s reading? No? How about the night before? How about you summarize anything you’ve ever read? In your entire life.”

Scott is getting flustered, I look towards Stiles who has coach’s phone out, tracking Scott’s heart rate. It’s continuing to rise and my only thought is that this is not going to end well.

“Anything at all. A blog? The back of a cereal box? The adults-only warning on your favorite website.” When he still gets no answer the coach continues in disappointment, “Thank you, McCall. Thank you for extinguishing every last flicker of hope I have for your generation. Next practice you start with suicide runs.”

The class laughs as Stiles and I keep our eyes locked on the phone. Quickly, Scott’s heart rate starts dropping back to normal. Stiles and I glance at each other then look towards Scott to see Allison holding his hand under the desk.

*_*_*_*_*_*

After class, Stiles and I quickly rush after Scott. When we catch up Stiles speaks, “It’s her.”

“What do you mean?”

I explain for Stiles, “It’s Allison. Do you remember what you told us about the night of the full moon? You were think about her. About protecting her.”

Scott nods along, still unsure of what we are trying to say.

Stiles continues where I left off, “So remember the lacrosse game? You said you could hear her voice out on the field.”

“Yeah. I did.” He nods again.

I take over, explaining, “That’s what brought you back so you could score. And then in the locker room, you didn’t kill her. At least not like you were trying to kill Stiles that one time. She brings you back.”

Scott pauses as he thinks, “But it’s not always true. Because literally every time I’m kissing her or touching her,”

Stiles cuts him off, “That’s not the same. When you’re doing that you’re just another hormonal teenager thinking about sex. See, you’re thinking about sex right now. Aren’t you?”

I instantly start shaking my head and rolling my eyes at Scott’s dazed expression. He snaps back into reality and apologizes as Stiles continues, “Now when she was holding your hand in class, it was different. I don’t think she makes you weak...”

I finish, “We think she actually gives you control. Think of her as an anchor.”

Scott nods in understanding, “You mean because I love her.”

My eyes slightly widen at his words. Scott himself looks surprised that he said it out loud. “Did I just say that?”

“You just said that,” I confirm.

“I love her.”

I smile along with Scott though Stiles ruins the moment, “That’s great. Moving on,” before he can continue Scott speaks up again.

“No, I do. I really do. I think I’m totally in love with her.”

“And that’s beautiful. Before you go off and write a sonnet can we figure this out? Because you obviously can’t be around her all the time.”

Finally, Scott focuses, “Okay, what do I do?”

Stiles starts pacing as he thinks, “You’re getting an idea, aren’t you?” I ask.

“Yeah.”

“Could this idea get me in trouble?” Scott asks.

“Maybe.”

“Is this idea going to cause me physical pain?”

“Definitely.”

I bite my lip already hating this idea, even though I don’t actually know what it is. Scott and I follow Stiles outside to the parking lot. Nearby is a group of seniors, laughing and smoking by their trucks.

Stiles pulls Scott to a certain spot, “Over here.”

“What are we doing?” I question, my voice laced with concern.

“You’ll see. Stand right here, Scott. Do you have your keys?” Scott takes out his keys, showing Stiles, “Hold them up. Now, whatever happens I want you to think about Allison. Find her voice like you did at the game? Got it?”

Scott nods as I realize what Stiles’ plan is. I take a deep breath and let my head fall into my hands. Stiles continues speaking, “Good. Keep holding the keys.”

Stiles then walks over to the senior’s truck, takes out his own keys and drags them along the truck, effectively scratching the paint. Once he finishes and puts his keys away he loudly yells at Scott, “Dude. What do you think you’re doing to that truck?”

The seniors turn around to see Scott holding his keys. Scott steps back and tries to hide his keys but fails miserably as the seniors start to make their way over to him. They quickly start beating him up as my hand flies to my mouth and Stiles and I watch the heart monitor.

Not too much later and Mr. Harris comes around the corner breaking up the fight. The seniors take off leaving Stiles and I looking at the heart monitor and Scott bloody and on the ground.

Scott sits up and turns to Stiles and myself as Stiles shows him the phone. Displayed on the screen is a normal, steady heartbeat.

*_*_*_*_*_*

Scott, Stiles and I sit in the empty Chemistry classroom as Mr. Harris grades papers. I can’t believe I got detention. I didn’t even do anything. I was just standing there!

Scott speaks, breaking the silence, “Excuse me, sir. I know it’s detention and all, but I’m supposed to be at work. And I don’t want to get fired.”

Harris, of course, ignores him, not caring that he has work.

Scott then leans over to Stiles, talking about what happened. I choose not to listen and instead continue to draw in my notebook and think about the fight I had with Nate earlier. I still can’t believe he thought I would cheat on him. I’m so angry and hurt, he better come up with a damn good apology.

After a few more minutes of silence, Harris finally speaks up, “All right, you three can go. Out of here.”

We quickly grab our things and head out of the building.

*_*_*_*_*_*

I was with Stiles at his place working on homework. I was laying on his bed while he was working at his desk, I was telling him about my argument with Nate, “Do you think it’s stupid, that I’m angry with him?”

“Not at all, I would be angry too if someone accused me of cheating.”

I nodded my head and bit my lip, unconvinced that I had a reason to be mad. “I feel stupid for being mad at him. I mean, I’m pissed that he jumped to conclusions but I also understand feeling jealous.”

“(Y/N/N),” Stiles sighed. He stood up and walked towards his bed sitting beside me, he slowly placed his hand on my shoulder, “You have the right to be angry that he accused you of cheating. That’s more than just being jealous. And anyone who knows you knows that you would never do that. Your feelings are valid.”

I slowly smiled then sat up pulling Stiles into a tight hug. His arms wrapped around my waist as I whispered, “Thanks, you always know what to say.”

Before he could say anything back his bedroom door burst open and the two of us sprung apart.

“Sorry... Am I interrupting something?” Scott asks looking between us.

“Uh no. What do you need?” Stiles gulps, rubbing his hands on his jeans.

*_*_*_*_*_*

As the three of us arrive at the school and get out of the jeep Stiles speaks, “This is a terrible idea.”

“Couldn’t agree more...” I mumble.

“Are we seriously going to do this?”

“Can either of you think of something better?” Scott asks with just a small glimmer of hope in his brown eyes.

“Personally, I’m a big fan of ignoring a problem and hoping it goes away,” Stiles replies as I just shake my head.

“Just make sure we can get inside.”

Stiles then yanks out a pair of bolt cutters just as a pair of headlights approach. Derek’s Camaro parks in a nearby space, he kills the engine and steps out from behind the wheel. As the three of approach him Scott asks, “Where’s my boss?”

“In the back.” Derek walks over pulling the door open allowing us to look inside. Deaton is bound, gagged, and blindfolded. “Comfy.” I deadpan and put my hands on my hips.

I turn to look at Scott and Stiles, “I’m going to wait out here, the school is creepy at night.”

As the two brunettes make their way over to the dark, empty school Derek turns to me, “Where are they going?”

I sigh, “You said that Scott is linked with the Alpha. He wants to see if you’re right.” I pause, “You’ll understand in a minute.”

As Derek and I wait outside, standing by his car we hear a very pathetic attempt at a howl ringing over the PA system. Derek slowly moves his eyes away from Deaton and locks them on the school, “You gotta be kidding me...”

A few minutes later a powerful howl blasts through the PA system, my jaw drops, impressed that he could actually do it. Derek looks impressed but definitely not happy.

He turns to look at me with a clenched jaw as I raise my hands, “Don’t look at me.”

The moment Scott and Stiles step out of the school Derek speaks, “I’m going to kill the two of you myself. Are you trying to attract the entire state to this school?”

“I didn’t know it would be that loud.” Scott tries to defend.

“It was loud. And it was awesome.” Stiles says, clearly happy with the howl.

“I said it was a bad idea but nobody ever listens to (Y/N),” I cross my arms, looking towards the three guys standing in front of me.

Scott’s eyes linger on Derek’s car. Derek and I follow his eyes and see that Deaton is now missing, “What did you do with him?”

“We didn’t do anything,” Derek replies.

He doesn’t get the chance to continue because the next moment he jerks forward. Blood spurts from his mouth as he rises into the air, held aloft by something dark and large.

I am frozen in place looking to my right. Stiles then pulls my hand as we all stumble away from Derek and the Alpha. We watch in horror as Derek’s body is thrown and slams into the brick wall of the school.

Tripping over our feet we race to the school. The two boys let me in before them, then they quickly yank the double doors shut. Holding them closed, we try to catch our breath as a shadow with glowing red eyes emerged from where we were just standing.

#Sister McCall imagine #series rewrite #teen wolf imagine #lydia martin imagine

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Han and Leia-(Stiles Stilinski)

Characters: Pretty much the whole pack, Stiles Stilinski and (Y/N)

Pairing: Eventual Stiles Stilinski x Reader

Word Count: 1990

Warnings: None

Summary: Stiles and (Y/N) coincidentally match their Halloween costumes.

"Alright, listen up guys. We have two days to turn this somewhat boring yet stylish environment into a spooky house of horrors." I announce as I stride into Lydia’s library, interrupting the pack at geeking out over her house. Isaac's reading one of the many books while Stiles's playing around with a sword he found in a glass case in his room. I'm not even surprised, to be honest. This perfectly describes the two.

The pack stops and looks at me in shock, while Derek just looks like I told him I'm pregnant. He never has been one for parties. I roll my eyes at their expressions and stand aside in the doorway, making space for everyone to pile out. And I think that's when they snap out of their daze. Immediately, a few of them start talking over each other. But Stile’s voice is the loudest, as per usual.

"Whoa whoa whoa. What's this I hear about a party, (Y/N)?" Stiles sets his sword down. Well, that's what I said, right? God I swear sometimes he’s the most dense pack member.

"We're hosting a Halloween party and we can't cancel because I already sent out the invites" Lydia smiles, knowing that there's no way in Hell they'd let her do this unless they didn’t know about it in the first place.

"Who did you invite anyway?" Erica asks, a twinge of excitement in her voice. Ever since she’s been turned, her outlook on parties and social events has made a 180 degree turn.

"She invited just about half of the school. And Scott, you're gonna be the one hanging up cobwebs in high places. Go stretch." I glare at the poor guy and point at him while Stiles smirks in amusement a little.

"Now, get your keys Derek and Stiles, because we're going shopping for food and decorations. Oh! And costumes." Lydia explains and watches as terror slowly seeps into their eyes. This is the highlight of my week. This is what I live for.

I see Derek about to complain, but I give him one of my best bitchfaces which I've learned from him. "Derek, no. Think of all the nights I whined and complained because we either do research or sulk around all the time. I want this party and we are going to have this party, thanks to Lydia. I don't want anyone complaining, or so god help me." I growl at them, making sure I look as threatening as possible. But I'm as intimidating as a pink butterfly on a cupcake so I guess this might not be my best tactic. Although by the looks of it, it's working just fine.

"Now, guys get the cars running because we're turning this house spooky." Lydia grin as defeat engraves itself on their faces.

~Time about 3 hours~

"No way, (Y/N)." Derek exclaims, looking at the funny and ironic costume. What? It's pretty funny and awesome in my opinion. I throw the costume at him, basically forcing him to catch it. Next to him, Erica and Isaac cough to hide their laughs.

"Yes way, Derek. C'mon. Just once." I plead with him, watching as he has a mental debate with himself. And by the looks of it, I've won. He looks at me in defeat and puts the werewolf costume into the trolley alongside tons of decorations and food. Now, let's check on Stiles.

Speaking of the devil, Stiles appears next to me with a smirk and holds up a Han Solo costume.

"Well, I'll be sticking with this baby. Now, what's up next?" He asks as he sets his costume on top of Isaac’s police officer one with a chuckle. I think he's a little bit excited for this.

"Well, we still need to buy some alcohol, so Derek get on that one. Scott and Allison, take care of the snacks. I'll go and get some led lights. Meet at the checkouts in a few." I explain and turn around with the shopping cart to go and get my items.

~Time skip to the party so like... 45 hours?~

The two unimpressed boys and the half of the now-excited pack look up as Lydia and I enter the library in our costumes. Isaac winks at me, looking me up and down while Stiles’s face lights up as if he just realised who I was supposed to be dressed like. Scott even jokingly catcalls Lydia, who looks amazing in her mermaid costume.

"Wow (Y/N), I didn't think you'd have it in you. I know what you'll have in you by the end of the night though." Isaac calls out, muttering the last part so I barely hear it. Oh but I do. I glare at him and turn around heading towards the door. Over time, these comments have become harmless and only slightly annoying.

Any minute now the guests should be arriving. Lydia told them to bring alcohol and dress up in a Halloween costume, and I can't wait to see them look as ridiculous as Scott. I mean, c'mon. He’s is wearing a fireman's costume. And I guess there's never enough alcohol. I'll try and stay as sober as possible though so I can remember all the embarrassing actions these guys do and tease them about it later.

"Well, (Y/N), you certainly are living up to Leia. I bet you and Stiles will look cute when he comes." Erica comments, making me smile a little bit that she thinks that. I wouldn't have thought she'd seen Star Wars.

As soon as I reach Lydia’s door, there's a knock. Well, time to get it on. And not in the way Isaac always suggests. I open the door and see that it's Malia and Peter. But they're wearing costumes, which are pretty thoughtful to be honest.

Malia is wearing a nurse costume with blood and guts smeared across it. I hope they're fake. It's even topped with a little Red Cross hat and a scalpel. The dress is barely covering her backside and shows a lot of cleavage. Lucky night for Stiles, I guess, as much as it hurts me. She also has a small bag which looks like it contains alcohol.

Peter is dressed up as Charlie Chaplin as far as I can tell, and he's rocking it alright. He has a glass of wine in his hand which I'm not even surprised about and a pleasant smile on his face.

"Thanks for making it all the way here, just head down stairs. Others will arrive shortly." I say with a smile and open the doors further, letting them in and notice them check out the decorations in awe. Well, Malia is the one looking around in awe. She probably hasn’t celebrated Halloween before.

As if on cue, Allison, Aiden, Stiles and Liam appear in front of the door looking rather good, might I add.

Aiden is looking pretty amusing. He's like Isaac’s exact twin. From the worn sweater to the pink scarf, its like he fell out of his ass.

Aiden is sporting a Dracula costume, complete with a cape and fangs drenched in blood. I don't even want to know if it's fake or real. But ironic costume of choice, nonetheless, which I appreciate.

Allison has the striped yellow suit of the Bride from Kill Bill on. And let me tell you something. She's went all out on his outfit. It's pretty detailed, and I like it.

But what makes me chuckle the most is Stiles’s costume. He's wearing the Han Solo costume he bought a few days ago and that makes me laugh. Exactly the perfect match for my costume. He looks at me impressed. "I do believe this is a coincidence, (Y/N). Or maybe it's the universe trying to tell us something." Stiles smirks as the other three walk past, noticing how well in character he already is

I hear Aiden murmur. "Yeah, to suck it up and get a room" I'm not even surprised at his reaction. He just realised there's one less girl to hook up with. Not that I'm planning on doing such a thing with Stiles. Strictly friends.Just Stiles, my best friend who I’ve been crushing on for years.

Him coming dressed as Han Solo and me being dressed as Princess Leia is amusing. Time to see if he's a fake fan or if he'll stay true to his character.

"Well, do come in, scoundrel." I grin a little, almost as if I was trying out the waters. Well, in the movies Leia and Han have a lot of chemistry yet there’s merciless insults. Let’s see if he’s down to... Roleplay I guess?

If it were possible, his smile gets wider as he grabs a hold of my hand and starts kissing it. "You know playing hard to get will only delay the inevitable." An involuntary shiver runs down my spine as his lips connect with my skin. This is so unlike Stiles. I like it though. I start to laugh.

"Alright you two weirdos, the party's down here!" Erica yells from the library. I can sort of sense that she's already started downing our alcohol, even if it won’t do much to her. Oh, right. I pull away from Stiles unwillingly and let out a laugh as I walk into the room full of dancing people and the awkward Malia doing the 'white dad at a barbecue' dance. I leave the door open for others to just come in. This one will be worth staying sober for, even if it is just for a few minutes.

"Well, care to dance, Princess?" Stiles asks, not waiting for a response before he pulls my hand and drags me onto the 'dance floor', not once breaking any physical contact with me. Well, this night is weird so far. And we barely even started yet.

He spins me around in a few circles, not once breaking contact. “I love the costume by the way, nice job.”

I grin at him, my heart skipping a beat. He likes it.

“Why thank you. Yours isn’t half bad either, Solo.” I chuckle, and briefly pull away from him to grab a nearby bottle of some liqueur, before taking a few long gulps. Liquid courage, as Lydia calls it. I pass it to Stiles, who does the same, and then hands it to a passing by Allison.

His hands rest on my hips as a slower song comes on, the pack and a now more busy room pairing off to dance with their significant other. In this case, I’m dancing with my costume significant other.

For a few minutes, it’s just us swaying, before I feel the dull presence of alcohol, and let out a giggle. Without really questioning it, Stiles joins me, before we’re a giggling mess. I guess we’re loud to the point Erica and Derek stop next to us, her expression one of amusement and his of defeat, probably having been roped into the dance by his Beta.

“You know, it’s not really Han and Leia without the kiss.” She smirks, Derek rolling his eyes and pulling her away before she has a chance to say anything more.

Stiles looks uncertain, almost as if he’s having an inner battle with himself. I, on the other hand, seeing double, take a hold of my best friends face and pull him down for a deep kiss.

His lips feel soft against mine, hesitant at first, but then more eager than perhaps mine. I feel his arms wrap around my waist and pull me in a little closer, which I don’t object to. For a few brief seconds, it feels like it’s just the two of us. No pack members, no other high-schoolers and Derek’s old friends. Just my best friend and I.

All too soon he pulls away, but rests his forehead on mine, and his sweet breath fans my face.

“You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to do that for the past year.” He grins, his hands holding my face. My lips mirror his, a smile now present on my face.

“Well, Solo, I’m glad you got what you wanted.”

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isaac-lahey-imagines · 6 years

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MASTERLIST II: TWO-PART/MULTI-SERIES

Finally made a legit masterlist so you guys won’t have to scroll through all of the blog to find the 2nd parts of certain imagines/requests I made. Each is linked to the imagine.

Oneshots are separated > here

Imagines can also be found in wattpad > here

This is long that’s why I had to put the “read more” link so I won’t bother other readers/people who wouldn’t like to see it or wouldn’t want to be bothered with a long ass post lol

*please notify me for any errors with regards to the links I’ve attached (whether it is a title linked wrong or an error with the link itself)

UPDATE: 8/9/18

MULTI-SERIES

{Isaac Lahey and Mornings}

Imagine #10

Imagine #11

Imagine #58 || Request #36

{Creature Preference}

Imagine #12: Vampire

Imagine #13: Angel

Imagine #14: Mermaid

Imagine #15: Witch

Imagine #16 || Request #2: Shapeshifter

Imagine #17: Phoenix

Imagine #18: Nephilim

{Christmas Series}

Imagine #41

Imagine #66

{Brother Series}

Alpha Twins - Imagine #9 || Request #1

Stiles - Imagine #35 || Request #17

{Minis}

Request #31: Isaac x Alpha|Reader (PART 1) (PART 2) (PART 3)

Request #32: Heartbeat (PART 1) (PART 2)

#isaac lahey #isaac lahey imagine #isaac lahey imagines #teen wolf #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf imagines #isaac lahey x reader #masterlist

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ihavesimpedovermanyfictionalmen · 3 years

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“I can’t stand you!” Part 5

>STILES<

“It couldn’t have been her. Could it?” His dad asked continuously. “I-I don’t know dad. Okay? I don’t. The answer is the same as it was a couple of minutes ago.” He answered. As frustrating as his dad was, he was absolutely right to ask questions. Maybe not to his son but, still.

“She’s been gone for, what? 6-7years? We don’t even know what she looks like, let alone what she sounds like. Plus, what’re the chances she’s back in town? What? Her horrible father decided to finally be nice and bring her back to her brother, her mother. And then we have them too. We can’t just, you know, tell them and get their hopes up. W-what if it wasn’t actually her and it really was some young girl who got spooked by a cop? We can’t risk that.” He was right. His son was right.

Y/N hadn’t been there for 7 years. Scott and Melissa, they haven’t seen her for that long. Lydia, her best friend, she hadn’t even seen her that long. What’s the point in getting their hope up if they were wrong. “Then we’re gonna have to hope we’re not.”

Stiles looked up to his father, confusion written across his face. “What?” He said. “You heard me. We need to investigate. If we’re right, we can get her to come home. If we’re wrong, we’ll apologize and go our own way.”

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“Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. I cannot believe that happened. How did he recognize me? It’s been 7 years!” Y/N rambled as she paced back and forth in her bedroom waiting for Rosalie. “Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.” She repeated.

This was absolutely terrifying. It’s been 7 years. How did he recognize her? She’s changed, a lot. ‘Jesus Christ! I’m spiraling.’ Y/N thought to herself. Spiraling wasn’t even close to what she was doing though. What she was doing was like... stage 3 paranoia with a hint of delusion. Although, I guess it wasn’t really delusion. She was face to face with Noah Stilinski, The Noah Stilinski. And his son for Gods’ sake! It wasn’t everyday you saw your childhood nemesis and his father who was like a second father to you!

Not to mention, the guy who was like a second father to you, calling your name out. As if he did a facial recognition without any software, In less then, what? 7 seconds?

‘Either, he’s that smart or...’ Y/N thought as she trailed off the last part. ‘He actually did do a facial recognition of me!’

She started to pace back and forth. I mean, it makes sense. It would explain how he recognized her so quickly after 9 years of not seeing her. He could’ve done it to see what her appearance was now as opposed to what she used looked like. And now, knowing him, she knew what was going to happen next. ‘He’s going to investigate me. It’s not like, I’m hiding my identity. I just didn’t think I would be recognized so fast. And definitely not by Noah or Stiles. And, I’m different now. I mean... I’m a fricken’ mermaid and siren. I fight off supernatural creatures. My step mother’s a witch. I-I mean for Christs’ sake, my dad’s in jail, I have a little brother, I’ve got... issues. This isn’t really what I expected my reunion to be.’

Different thoughts crossed her mind. It was only a matter of time before her brain got so tired, she quite literally, collapsed onto the couch. Her mind was weak. Her body - still recovering from the siren blow. Her anxiety levels reaching a 10. She couldn’t breathe. At all.

Her heartbeat sped up. Abnormally fast. Her breathes shortened, her hands were trembling along with her entire body. She started to get dizzy. Her muscles tensed up so tight, she thought she was going to have 4 Charlie Horses in 4 different parts of her body. It was odd. I never said it wasn’t. It was... a lot different than expected, to say the least.

She tired herself out so much, she decided it would be best to just change and go to sleep and talk to Rosalie about the situation tomorrow.

#stiles fanfiction #Mermaids #stiles stilinksi x reader #stiles smut #scottstiles #Allison and Lydia #McCall #allison and scott #derek hale #scott mccal imagine #lydia martin #alison argent #melissa mccall #noah stilinski #y/n #teen wolf fanfiction #dylan o'brian imagine #dylan o'brien

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Pretty Boy

Fandom: Teen Wolf Pairing: Stiles Stilinski x Male!Reader Summary: No matter how much Stiles annoy you, you couldn’t but help but protect him. Word Count: 850 Request: Can I request a Stiles Stilinski x Male!Reader one-shot where the Male!Reader who is a werewolf takes a wolfsbane bullet for Stiles after a hunter mistakes the latter for a werewolf? Fluffy & romantic ending if you can, thanks! Warning: Injury, blood,

You didn’t know why Scott had sent Stiles out with you, he was human and you were his protection. You knew that a metal baseball bat is not going to offer him much protection, you mean how quickly is his reaction time can be against a very fast werewolf or a trained hunter?

“Just don’t do anything stupid.”

You heard a loud gasp behind you, rolling your eyes before continuing to walk the forrest as Stiles ran behind you trying to catch up, “I am offended that you would think that I would do something stupid!”

“Listen, here pretty boy, we’re here to gather some evidence against the hunters.” You mumbled before running your hand through your hair.

Stiles looked on with a smile, he’ll never say but if he had to pick a favourite wolf it had to be you. You may not be an alpha but you had more rationalised ideas that wouldn’t get people killed.

You were intelligent but god damn very protective, Stiles basically fawns over you. He never had taken notice of you since he was infatuated with Lydia, but when you had helped Scott with being a werewolf from the very beginning Stiles had realised how much time he was wasting on keeping his eyes on someone else when obviously there is someone that is so much better.

Not to mention that you called him pretty boy, it made his heart flip inside out and made him giddy like a school child.

Stiles smiles as you continue to trudge through the forest, “So, what exactly are we looking for?”

“I don’t know, Stiles, blood? A dead body? Weapons?” You told him as you looked up to the sky, “We better hurry, night is upon us and we don’t want be snuck up on.”

Silence had fallen upon you and him, coming up to a spot of the forrest where there was tracks left behind. Footprints and fabrics left behind in the branches. Picking it up before wolfishly sniffing it out, confirming the doubts.

“Hunters.”

“Hunters?”

“Yes, Stiles, what else?” You asked irritated, watching Stiles open his mouth and started to ramble which induced you to roll your eyes.

“It could be anything really, (Y/n), it could be another werewolf or a were something.” Stiles shrugs watching you examine the fabric, “It could be a new type of supernatural beings such as vampires, witches, mermaids.”

“Mermaids?” You suddenly exclaimed, bewildered, “In the middle of the forrest where no water can be seen for another three miles?”

“True, well, that rules out mermaids, but how can you be sure it’s a hunter?”

You huffed, “you know, I regret a lot of things. Having this conversation tops the list.” You turned to look at him, before throwing the fabric, “Smell it.”

“I’m not smelling-” Stiles complaint went unfinished as you sent him a glare before hesitantly sniffing it, “Smells like metal, like wolfsbane, so not a werewolf-”

As Stiles continues to deduce the fabric, you noticed a man coming up behind Stiles. A hunter, you noted. The man cocked his gun and aimed at Stiles, your wolf instinct kicked in as you quickly used yourself as a shield for Stiles.

A searing pain hitting you in the lower back, Stiles looked at you shocked, as you stumbled forward. Stiles caught you as the man continues to shoot bullets at your way. Stiles ducked as he slung your arm over his shoulders and quickly running out of the hunter’s sight.

“You better live or I’ll murder you,” Stiles grunted as he puts you down by a rock, looking at the bullet wound, noting down how you became white quickly, “I’m calling Scott, you think you can live for another five to ten minutes?”

You quirked up a smile, “Yeah, dummy, I can. Hurry though, I think it was laced with wolfsbane and it’s spreading.”

Stiles’ eyes widen, “You think it was laced wi- I, are you kidding me? How do you not know?”

“It’s not everyday that I get shot with a wolfsbane bullet, you know,” You groaned, “Go, make the call, the longer you stall I fear I will die, like very dramatic too - just for you pretty boy.”

Stiles played with his phone at his hand before softly grinning down at you, “Thanks, by the way, for protecting me.”

You grinned wolfishly, “Like I said, anything for you pretty boy. Just for you.”

Stiles quickly dialled in Scott’s number and briefly explaining the situation before abruptly hanging up. He comes back to you before pressing the wound on your back causing you to wince. He just ignores the warm red liquid that was oozing out of you.

“We could go see a movie, you know, after this.” Stiles began to rant, he was always good at that, talking unnecessary amount of words, “I planned to ask you out, on a date. Just us two, maybe bowling then the museum or library-”

“I would love that, Stiles, I really would.”

Stiles raised his eyebrow, “That’s good, so you better stay alive.”

“Just for you, pretty boy.”

#stiles stilinksi imagine #stiles stilinski x male!reader #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf #x male reader

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newbyimagines · 5 years

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Moonstruck Part 9

Brett Talbot x Mermaid!reader

Summary: After the scrimmage and the attempts on your lives you encounter more of Beacon Hills population.

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Part 1

Part 8

You heard other shouting and yelling you were able to pick out a few words like kill and other things you were not appreciative of.

“I guess I still have a little werewolf strength myself.” His eyes glowed blue unlike Brett’s they had a cold color.

“Hey Doc I don’t think he’s breathing.”

3rd person P/O/V

“Do you hear that?” Stiles put his ear near Brett to listen to what he was muttering.

“Three things cannot long be hidden. The sun, the moon, the truth.” Deaton piped up after he listened for a few moments.

“Satomi.” Derek and Peter said looking at each other.

Peter soon after left probably because he didn’t really care all that much.

“Okay doc what about her? She’s not looking to good.” Stiles pointed at the girl who had collapsed next to Brett on the floor.

Stiles stopped in a few seconds to look at the bizarre manifestation on the table. Derek and Deaton were helping Brett into a back room so he could rest after the Wolfbane.

“Derek, Deaton I think you should come look at this.” They both walked in as Stiles asked to see the girl there, with a tail. Not an animal tail but a mermaid tail.

“Well that’s new even for me.” Derek piped up from beside Deaton.

“I guess hospital is not an option.” The girl started to move

Your P/O/V

You woke up on a cold metal table pushing yourself up on your elbows. Looking down you could see your tail hanging off the edge of the table and beyond it three curious sets of eyes.

“Where am I? Where’s Brett?” You were ready to try and fight your way out if you had to.

“Okay calm down, we’re here to help.”

“How is doing this helpful?” You gestured towards your tail. You reached a hand out and used your powers to dry off.

“Where is Brett?” You lowered your voice in an attempt to sound slightly more intimidating.

“Brett’s in the other room recovering.”

“Look we only know about Brett because of the deadpool.” The one with the broad shoulders and dark hair walked towards you. “My name is Derek. I’m a werewolf too. I was born a werewolf.”

“Like Brett,” you muttered under your breath. “And you’re sure he’s safe here?”

“Yes he will be. We need to make sure you’re okay you hit your head pretty bad and lost a lot of blood.”

“Let me see Brett first.”

“I never asked what is your name?”

“I’m Y/N,” You looked over to the other side of the room where Derek and Stiles were having a very animated conversation.

“Some very special abilities you have there. In all my years of interacting with the supernatural I have never meet a mermaid.”

“We’re not as rare as you might imagine. Most of us live in the sea, well born mermaids that is. I ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time and this happened.”

“That’s very unusual.” Derek walked over to you with his arms crossed over his chest.

“We need to find the rest of Brett’s pack to worn them.”

“I’m sorry I don’t know much actually. I actually just transferred to Devenford a few days ago. I found out about Brett on accident I don’t know much other than he called his Alpha Satomi.”

“Alright I’ll figure something out if he doesn’t wake up soon.”

“Can someone drive me back to the place the game was my car is there.” You looked around for your phone. “Has anyone seen my phone? It was in my purse.”

“You didn’t have a purse on you when we found you passed out in the locker room.”

You quickly dialed her number and she picked up immediately.

“Brett thank god. What happened? Where are you? Wheres Y/N? Are you alright?”

“Lori calm down it’s me I am with Brett.” You heard her let out a sigh of relief.

“Are you still at the other school?”

“Well Brett was my ride so yeah and I have your purse you left it in the bleachers.”

“Okay I will meet you there in a few minutes.” You hung up and put Brett’s phone back in his bag. You walked past the rest of the guys to the room where Brett was asleep.

“Alright who is bringing me back to my car my friend is waiting for me.” For some reason you had the urge to protect Lori with your life. With that it included her secret.

“What are you? Actually better question who are you?” You turned so you were facing him as he drove, slightly erratically, towards the high school.

“My name is Stiles,” He looked over at you as you gave him a stern look. “I’m human.”

“You do know i’m supposed to kill any land people who find out about me right?”

“Land people?”

“You live on land so thus you are a land person. Why should I trust you?”

“For one I helped save you and your dickhead of a boyfriend's life from an assassin tonight.” You started laughing and put your hands to your face to try and muffle the sound.

“You think me and Brett are dating? You did hear the part when I said I just transferred here a few days ago correct?”

“Then why did you freak out so much when you were both injured huh? You practically dragged your half conscious body to his before passing out on the floor, partly on top of him I might add.”

“Um…” You didn’t want to mention Lori because then she could be at risk as well but you definitely didn’t want the to think you would date Brett, especially because he was cute. Annoying and a bit hyperactive but he was definitely cute. “I was worried he’s one of my only friends here, can’t make a whole lot of friends when about half your life is keeping a secret.” He pulled up into the parking lot next to your car, the only car left at this hour. You pushed open the creaky metal doors as you saw Lori rushing towards you. You looked up at her and kinda signaled for her to stay hidden in the shadows for now and she seemed to understand.

He sat in the car almost waiting for you to leave but Lori had your keys. You walked over to the gas cap and pulled out your spare so you could unlock the doors.

You got inside and he waved at you before pulling out of the lot. Lori was in the passenger seat in an instant.

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#teen wolf #Teen Wolf Ships #teen wolf imagines #teen wolf imagine #Brett Talbot #brett talbot imagine #brett talbot x reader #brett and lori #Brett talbot x Mermaid!reader #mako mermaids #mermaid!reader #h2o just add water #h2o just add water imagine #Stiles #stiles stilinski #Scott McCall #derek hale

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I need help finding a stiles x mermaid/siren reader fic. What I remember from it is that the reader doesn’t know she is one and is singing and unconsciously attracts stiles to her. They slowly figure out what she is and she ends up with stiles. He helped her out and at one point they swim together. You know what I might be combining two fics but with the same theme of stiles x siren/mermaid reader that are really good. I’m looking for both and can’t find them.

hmm...i’m not sure what this is!! it sounds hella rad tho.

ANYONE KNOW WHAT THIS IS?!

#if u find it pls lemme know lol #i love mermaid aus #and this/these sound so lit!!!!#anon

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selfignitingimagines · 7 years

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Lydia- Moments

Request- so glad your requests are open! i read your mermaid! reader x lydia fic and i loved it! would you consider doing a part 2 where maybe the reader convinces her parents to let her do the rest of her school year at Beacon Hills High and becomes really close with the pack? maybe as a mermaid she has "abilities" and saves lydia + the pack from villain o the week? i love you so much!!

A/N- Don’t know if you guys have noticed, but I’m notorious for dropping ideas, so I normally don’t do part twos. I made an exception for this one, although I’m not sure it lives up to part 1. Thank you for the love, anon. I hope you like your request!

“Woahhh.”

You let out a soft gasp as a huge Manta Ray glided past the glass in front of you. It’s gray and white skin glowed in the blue lights of the aquarium, and the way it swam was even more beautiful.

Lydia smiled at you as you stared, proudly thinking that she had picked the perfect date. “You know, they have the largest brain to body ratio out of any fish.”

You grinned, and looked over at her, still glowing with excitement. “So they have big brains. Big deal. You do too.”

She rolled her eyes. “All I’m saying is, it’s impressive.”

“So are you,” you told her with a smirk. “But, god, did you see that thing swim? I wish I could swim like that.”

Lydia blinked. “Y/n, you can.”

You sighed. “But not like that. I mean, it just glides like it’s flying. My tail can’t do that.”

“Y/n!” Lydia hissed softly, glancing around. “Anyone could hear you say that.”

The aquarium was quiet, considering it was a Monday afternoon. The only other people in the room were a small class of kindergartners, a family of three, and Scott and Stiles. As much as you loved her, you knew Lydia was overreacting.

“Lydia,” you told her with a laugh, rolling your eyes. “Come on. They can’t even hear us. Look, Scott and Stiles didn’t even notice.”

She pursed her lips and glanced over, frowning at the two boys from across the room. Scott was staring at Stiles in disappointment as he poked at a tiny shark in one of those petting tanks. He would touch the slimy skin and then laugh nervously, jerking his hand away.

“Stiles,” the other boy complained.

“What? I paid fifteen bucks to be here, I’m getting my money’s worth.”

You rolled your eyes and grabbed Lydia’s hands, pulling her back toward you. “Seriously, Lydia. It’s no big deal. Besides, those kids would probably think it was cool. Maybe I should just jump into one of the tanks.”

Her green eyes narrowed, and you let out a laugh. “I’m just kidding, Banshee.”

You leaned forward, and pressed a soft kiss to her blushed cheek. “Come on, let’s go look at the jellyfish.”

She sighed, but it was a happy kind of sigh. You grinned and squeezed her hand. “So...I gotta be honest. This aquarium trip wasn’t just a regular date.”

Lydia paused in her saunter, turning around to narrow her eyes at you. “You lied to me.”

“I didn’t lie...exactly.”

“You said it was because I wanted to do something new.”

“Well, it was,” you told her. “I just have some news.”

“News,” she repeated.

“Yeah...and it took some convincing, you know, after the whole almost being murdered thing…”

“Yeah?” she asked hopefully, her green eyes lighting up.

“And you played a big part in this, by the way. You saved my life and all.”

She rolled her eyes at you, but you could see a smile forming. “Spit it out, Y/n.”

“Well after everything that happened, mom and dad finally realized that it would be safer for me if I had a pack...and that I need to be closer to them.”

Lydia’s pink lips parted in surprise. “You mean you’re transferring to Beacon Hills?”

“Yes!” you squealed excitedly, squeezing her hands.

Her mouth curled into a smirk, and she reached up to place her hands on your cheeks. “I can finally flaunt you around.”

She pressed her lips against yours, soft and sweet, and you could taste her creamy lipstick as you smiled into the kiss.

“I’m starting tomorrow,” you whispered, when she finally pulled away.

She huffed. “And you waited until now to tell me?”

You offered her a shrug. “I could have just shown up.”

Her green eyes narrowed, but she tilted her lips in thought. “Whatever. We’re on limited time here, but I can still find you the perfect outfit for tomorrow.”

You rolled your eyes. “Lydia.”

“Come on. Looks like we’re going to have to leave early.”

“What?” you complained. “Just for an outfit?”

“Nope,” she said, pointing behind you and across the room. “I’m pretty sure Scott and Stiles just got kicked out.”

You blinked and turned around, sighing as you saw what she was pointing at. One of the aquarium security guards had his hands on both boys’ shoulders, and he was pulling them toward the exit. You could just barely see Scott mouthing ‘I told you so’ to Stiles, who simply shrugged.

Lydia sighed, and grabbed your hand. “Come on.”

“Wait,” you said, pulling her to a stop.

You nodded to the glass in front of you, toward the blue light glowing from the large tank. It was gorgeous in the aquarium, and you wanted Lydia to see that too, just for one more moment.

You reached up, placing a hand on Lydia’s blushed cheek, and pulled her in close for another kiss. She placed her fingers on the small of your back and pulled you flush against her, always wanting more. When she finally pulled back, grazing your lips with hers, she raised her eyebrows. “What was that for?”

“Felt like a beautiful moment,” you whispered hoarsely.

She smiled, and ran her thumb over your cheek. “There’s going to be a lot more of those.”

You grinned and grabbed her hand, tugging her toward the exit. Lydia filled you with this giddy sense of happiness, a feeling you had always wondered about, but never really known before now.

You loved that feeling, and you hoped she was right, because you were looking forward to more moments like that one.

#teen wolf #teen wolf imagines #selfignitingimagines #lydia martin imagines

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