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we-do-be-writing · 2 years

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Here to Help

Liam Dunbar x Reader

The call wakes you up in the middle of the night, and after ignoring the sound time and time again, it becomes unbearable. You groan to yourself as you reach for your phone and press answer, "What the fresh hell do you want?"

"Hey Y/n, I know it's late, but I just left Liam's and he seems really bothered by something." You hear the voice say.

"I'm sorry," You mumble, "I kind of just woke up and need a little refresher. Who are you?"

"It's Mason, Mason Hewitt, I'm Liam Dunbar's best friend."

"Okay, now I'm caught up. You said Liam is being bothered?" You ask, sitting up in your bed and turning on the light.

"Yeah, he just seems worried or something. I'm not entirely sure what's going on with this new friendship he has with you and Scott and them, but maybe he'll tell you whatever he's hiding from me." Mason says, and you can hear the slight sadness in his voice at the thought that Liam may not trust him as much anymore.

"Uh, yeah, I can go check on him for you. I'll let you know what I can." You say, already out of bed and throwing on some presentable clothes. Mason thanks you before hanging up and leaving you in silence.

Luckily, it doesn't take you long to get to Liam's house and the weather is nice, so the walk over is comfortable. You debate climbing up the side of the house but decide on going through the front door.

Liam's stepdad answers the door and greets you with a confused expression, "Liam seems to be a popular guy tonight."

"I just got a text from Mason, apparently I forgot about a project for Coach's class. He said Liam was complaining because we're supposed to work together, and he doesn't want to be put on the bench for lacrosse. Thought I might as well ease his worries as quick as possible." You explain with a tired smile, still feeling sleepy from Mason's abrupt call.

"I see, well he's up in his room," Liam's stepdad says while moving aside, "does he know you're here?"

"Nah, he doesn't, but I'll try and not surprise him." You walk into the house and head to Liam's room.

"Liam? It's Y/n," You knock on the door and when there's no response you push it open, "Liam?"

The scream he lets out is honestly incredible. You may even argue that it can rival Lydia's banshee scream. To say it throws you for a loop is an understatement and you're surprised his stepdad doesn't come running upstairs.

Liam quickly flicks the light on, still catching his breath and you can see his eyes going wild, "Y/n? What the hell are you doing here?"

"Mason called me, he said you were bothered by something." You say with a hand on your forehead as you also try to catch your breath.

"Well now I'm bothered." Liam sighs, sitting up in his bed. You almost laugh at his words but decide against it based on how truly shaken the boy in front of you looks.

You both stay still for a while, and you notice how Liam looks at the dark corners of his room before taking more deep breaths.

"Okay," You sit on the edge of his bed, "let's talk about what's bothering you."

"What do you mean?" He mumbles, looking down at his hands which are fiddling in his lap.

"You're scared of something, and I think anyone would be able to see it." You say, waiting for him to say something. When he doesn't you continue,

"Kira told me about your fight with the Berserkers, and how shaken up you seemed by it. You know you can talk to any of us about it, we won't judge you."

Liam stays quiet for a little bit before releasing a soft sigh and curling his legs in more, giving you more room to get comfortable on his bed, before saying, "I keep seeing them everywhere. It's like they're haunting me."

"Well, that makes sense, I mean those things are terrifying. Honestly, I think they make everyone scared." You say, thinking about how threatening the Berserker's presence is.

"How do you guys deal with this ... all the fear and uncertainty of everything going on." Liam asks.

"Well, I think everyone has different methods, and you don't have to worry about following exactly what Scott does. Hell, even Scott is still learning, and some things that work for him might not work for you. I can tell you what I do, but don't feel discouraged if it doesn't work. We can work together to find what does, because that's one of the things packmates are for." You tell him.

"I just don't want to seem weaker than the rest of you, I mean you're all so much more knowledgeable compared to me." Liam sighs, resting his head in his hands.

You reach out and pull one of his hands into yours before you speak, "Trust me Liam, we are not much farther along than you when it comes to knowledge. I mean you and I are both freshmen and the only reason I know more is because I came here as a werewolf and Derek's family happened to know mine. Plus, you were very abruptly thrown into this, you shouldn't feel weaker in any way. You've got to give yourself more time to process it all."

Liam nods his head, shyly looking at you through the hand that still covers his face. You give his hand a squeeze and give him a kind smile, giving him some time to respond. When he doesn't you continue,

"But you don't have to deal with all of that right now, for now let's focus on getting through the night."

"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea." Liam breathes out, rubbing his face before removing his hand and letting it fall to his knees. He takes a deep breath then looks away from you while asking,

"Can you stay a little longer?"

"I will stay as long as you want me to," You reply, glancing over at the game console in Liam's room, "how about we play a game."

"Yeah, that would be nice."

You and Liam go and sit on the floor, grabbing the controllers and booting up the console. After a couple rounds Liam seems to loosen up and relax, seemingly forgetting about his worries for the time being. Eventually, he starts to doze off with his head resting against his bed and you decide to move him from the floor to his bed after you turn the console and tv off.

"Seems like your adrenaline has worn off." You whisper to him, and he gives you a sleepy nod. You brush some of his hair away from his eyes and then slowly leave the room.

Liam's stepdad is still awake as you shut the door and make your way back to the main room of the house. He looks up as you enter and gives you a smile before he speaks,

"Thank you, Y/n, for talking to him. I'm not sure what's going on, but I'm glad he has people who are trying to help him."

"Yeah, I will always help Liam, that's what friends are for. I was actually wondering if it would be okay if I stayed the night, it's kinda late and my family has gone to bed." You ask, twisting your fingers together in nervousness. Honestly, you felt bad leaving Liam to wake up alone when you were there when he fell asleep.

"Uh, yeah, I guess that's alright, thank you for asking me." Liam's stepdad says as he stands up, "just no funny business."

He gives a laugh at the look of shock that crosses your face before bidding you goodnight and leaving the room. You turn on your heel and walk back into Liam's room where he gives you a sleepy look.

"Are you leaving?" He whispers, and you feel your heart clench at the sad look in his eyes.

"Nah, I'm gonna stay the night, if that works for you."

"Yeah, that works." He hides his face in the pillow and you can see his consciousness slipping back into sleep.

"Goodnight Liam." You say, getting on the other side of his bed which is luckily quite large.

"Goodnight Y/n." Liam responds, and you hear him take a deep breath before settling further into the bed. His hand reaches out and you intertwine your fingers with his as he turns off the light. Slowly, his grip slackens as he falls into a deeper sleep.

Before sleep fully comes, you remember to text Mason and tell him that Liam is alright. As you send the text, you think about how grateful you are that he decided to call you instead of someone else. You give Liam's hand one more squeeze before settling into the bed, ready for one of the best sleeps of your life.

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sarcasm-and-stiles · 6 months

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Y/N: You know my motto: carpe diem, carpe noctem, carpe coles.

Stiles: Seize the day, seize the night, what’s the last one?

Y/N: Seize the dick.

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tbmunson · 1 year

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Silent Confessions - Isaac Lahey x GN!Reader

Summary: You patch Isaac up after his dad's punishment.

Warnings: Mentions of abuse/violence/blood.

WC: 800ish

@ashes-writing ILY Bestie! Thank you for helping hatch this idea it turned out, in my opinion, super fucking cute and fluffy!

You'd stepped out onto the back porch of your parent's house to light your cigarette, a habit you'd been trying to kick. The stick was between your lips, your fingers just about to light the flame when the sound of running distracted you. You looked up and saw a bruised, beaten, and slightly bloody Isaac Lahey.

He had jumped the fence and was headed straight towards you, breathless.

You gave him a bittersweet smile and removed the cigarette from your mouth, placing it back in the pack without a word. You knew what happened. "Come on, let's get you inside." You sighed, wrapping an arm around him.

He leaned into you, letting you help support him all the way up the stairs and into your bathroom.

You sat him down on the edge of the tub before making your way around the small space, gathering the supplies you'd need to care for him.

He sat silently, watching your feet as his head hung low. He only looked up when you came to a stop in front of him.

You took his chin in your hand and tilted his head from side to side, taking in the damage with a small sigh. You refused to ask him what happened, mainly because you knew that his father was the answer, and you didn't want to make him talk about it.

You let go of him and grabbed the cloth, dabbing it in peroxide. "This is going to sting." You rested your hand on his face again, gently guiding him to the angle you needed him to be at.

He winced a bit at first, reaching out and gripping your hips like he'd done a hundred times before.

You cleaned the small wounds and wiped the dirt and sweat accumulated from running the three blocks to you. "There's glass in your hair, Isaac." You said, picking the small shards from his curls.

"It's from the picture frame he shoved my head into." His voice was low. He wasn't sure you'd heard him until your body stiffened. He noticed you breathe a bit harder but appreciated you not pressing.

You ran your fingers through his hair until you were sure all the glass was gone. "Why don't you stay here tonight?" You offered, stepping closer and wrapping him in a hug.

His head rested against your stomach as his arms wound around your waist. "Thank you."

You kissed the top of his head and held him for just a few more moments before stepping back. "You can shower. You've still got clothes in my room. I'll bring them for you." You neglected to tell him you slept in them most nights.

He nodded and let you go before standing.

You heard the water turn on as you gathered his clothes. You thanked yourself for washing them earlier that day as you walked back down the hall. "Can I come in?" You called, hand resting on the knob.

"Yeah." He called back as he pulled his blood-stained shirt over his head. He looked over at you as you stopped in the doorway.

"Sorry. Thought you'd be in the shower already." You nodded towards the curtain that was half open. You looked down his body, biting your lip to keep from mentioning the bruise that was forming on his ribs.

He looked down and his shoulders sagged before he closed his eyes, fighting tears.

You sat his clothes on the counter and stepped up to him. You reached up, resting a gentile hand on his shoulder, the other on his side. You silently pulled him into your body, pushing his head to rest on your shoulder.

His body shook against yours as he squeezed you, letting his emotions out. He sniffled and pulled away; eyes still wet as he looked down at you. "I come here because I feel safe with you, you know?"

Your heart swelled and deflated all at once. You were so happy that he felt like he could come here when he needed to, but you hated that he didn't feel the same way about his own home. "I'm glad you do."

His face came closer to yours. His gaze flickered from your eyes to your lips and back.

Your stomach dropped and your head spun at the silent confession. You looked at him for a moment before you decided to pull him into you. You pressed your lips lightly against his, careful not to kiss him hard enough that his lip would split again.

He pulled back and smiled a bit as he looked down at the floor.

"You're wasting all the hot water you know." You joked, hands falling down his body before resting at your sides. "Shower and I'll get some snacks and a movie ready." You added. nodding towards the shower.

He nodded and watched as you stepped towards the door, still smiling to himself.

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carters-things · 9 months

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Drive

Stiles Stilinski x GN!Reader

Summary: You and Stiles go wherever the Jeep will lead you.

Tags: Just a short fluffy blurb about the love of my life.

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"I'm going to fall!"

"You're fine! I've got you!" Stiles giggled as he helped shuffle you out the door. His hands covering your eyes but managing to almost knock you backwards with each step.

"You never were graceful" you poked. As he jostled you down the last step, he positioned you in the driveway before running away. You can hear him trip over himself but stifle your laughter to not take away from his excitement.

"Ok, now look!" His arms are wide open, presenting you with sight of the old, beat up, baby blue jeep he drove in high-school sitting in your yard, still wearing every dent and scratch from all of its adventures.

"You're kidding! How did you get it back?!"

"Pays to know the Sheriff." He smirked. The jeep was just as old and rickety as you remember. Broken seats, the door latch that used to stick still won't open, and the front headlight still has the crack from when Stiles bumped that pole at the gas station. He makes his way over to your side of the car and begins tugging on the door to pop it open for you, nearly knocking himself over when it finally lets go.

"My hero." You kiss his cheek with a small giggle. You can feel the heat from embarrassment in Stiles’ face on your lips. You climb your way up into the jeep and settle down into the rundown interior. The rough fabric scratches the bottom of your thighs, as the sun from the open topped jeep warms the top of them. Stiles cranks the engine to start it, gears grinding and failing to start. After about the third or fourth try, and a few whispered frustrations, the car finally comes to a start.

"Smooth as butter!" he exclaims as he pats the wheel.

You spend the next hour or so driving around town, back country roads, highways, and everywhere the jeep could take you. Your hand intertwines with Stiles’, resting on his lap; every so often a small kiss pressed sweetly to the back. Through the day both of you relive your high-school days and stories. Time is lost to you and before long you realize you don't know where you have even brought yourselves. The sun has almost set fully and the air is starting to get a bit cooler; the slight sunburn on your skin keeps you warm. As you turn down a road that Stiles swears will bring you right home you see a sign for a drive-in movie up ahead.

Before you could even say anything Stiles was turning into the parking lot. The jeep bouncing you both almost out of the roof with each stone on the gravel driveway. You didn't even know what movie was playing but that didn't stop you both from getting tickets and parking in the most prime location. The field was only occupied by five or six other cars, the rest of the space flooding with fireflies. Stiles jumped out of the jeep, forgetting he was still holding your hand and almost pulling you out with him. He opened the back hatch and pulled out two blankets he must have stashed in there earlier today; or at least you sure hope he did and they weren’t the ones from school. You climbed your way through the seats into the bench in the back, Stiles scaling up the wheel and over the roll cage, settling himself right beside you. He draped one blanket around your shoulders and the other over both of your laps before he wiggled hand back into yours.

"Remember when we all came to the drive in after prom?" You rested your chin on his shoulder, looking up at his freckled face. The butterflies swarming your stomach when his gentle brown eyes locked into yours.

"Yeah, and Scott spent the whole movie trying to impress Allison with his Owen Wilson impression." The both of you laughed at the memories of you as young, dumb, lovestruck kids and the nostalgia of being back at the drive in. Being in the back seat of the jeep topping everything off.

The movie started to play but between the comfort of Stiles' arms wrapped around you mixed with the steadiness of his breathing you didn't make it further than the opening credits. Your soft snores made Stiles chuckle gently, not enough to wake you. He kissed the top of your head and adjusted the blanket to keep you warm; resting his head on the back of the seat he just smiled. Smiled just as big tonight as he did when he held you in that seat back in high-school, and will only smile larger every day he holds you in the future.

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queenmayor23 · 9 months

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Let the kid play

Derek: You don’t even know who my son is?

Coach: I don’t know who you are. But you look pretty athletic, so I’m guessing your son is too.

Y/N *walks into the office.*: He’s my son too coach.

Coach: Which one?

*Derek points to Eli fumbling the splint bag*

Coach: Are you sure he wasn’t switched at birth?

Y/N: We’ll considering it was a home birth and the only people there were me, my doctor, and Melissa McCall, don’t think so.

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bingbongsupremacy · 4 months

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Fall Out

Pairing: Isaac Lahey x Reader

Warnings: None that I can think of.

Summary: Your relationship with Isaac grows more and more strained as the days go by. Will he finally tell you what's going on?

*Not Proof Read*

I don't believe I mention anything gender specific. If I did, please let me know and I can fix it.

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He still hasn't called or texted me.

It's been almost a week. I've given up trying to message him first. I'm lucky to get a response anymore. No matter what I do, I can never talk to him. He avoids me at school. I don't know if it's intentional or not. It's hard to tell. He never comes over anymore.

We used to like going out to the park on full moons to watch the sky and stars. Not anymore. That stopped about two months ago.

When he does talk to me, it doesn't make any sense. Just stuff about staying inside or not being out at night.

Maybe it's something with his personal life? I've never met his dad, I just know he's not a fan of him. He's always been very secretive about his family life, something that hasn't changed over the course of our two year relationship.

I don't know what to think. Part of me doesn't want to believe that he could be capable of cheating on me, but the other part wonders. He was so sweet when we met.

I pull on my jacket, preparing to step out into the cold air. I've been avoiding Isaac's warnings. Sure, there have been some sketchy things going on at night but usually that's only around the high school. I doubt anything would happen at a lacrosse game.

It only takes a few minutes before I'm at the school. I find an empty seat towards the middle of the bleachers. By the time the game finishes, the sun has gone down and it's fairly dark.

Students gather onto the field to mosh put around our team. I decide against it, choosing to head back to my car.

The parking lot is quiet. Everyone is still on the field.

A growl sends shivers down my spine. I flip around, wrapping my hand around my car keys.

" Who's there? " I ask loudly.

No response.

It must just be my head.

I cautiously continue to my car. The sound of heavy footsteps running towards me catches my attention. I turn around just in time to see a man run towards the creature running at me, slamming him into a nearby car.

I let out a shriek of surprise.

That hair looks familiar...

" Isaac? " I ask in shock.

Isaac's head snaps towards me. He doesn't look...normal.

His eyes are bright yellow color. His teeth are bigger than before. He looks pissed. His nails are long and unkempt. His hand looks...furry?

What the hell?

" What are you doing here? " He spits, continuing to beat the similar looking creature.

" What the fuck is going on? " I ask, stepping away from the pair.

He's never been this violent. He hates fights and the thought of hurting someone.

Another growl sounds from somewhere near me. It sends waves of panic through my body.

Isaac seems to hear it as well. He lets go of the man in his clutch, rushing towards me. He shoves me behind him, trapping me between him and my car.

Another man with glowing eyes appears from behind one of the nearby vehicles. His friend on the floor pops up quickly, ready to attack us.

" Get in your car. " Isaac growls in a way that's so unlike the way he's talked to me in the past.

I don't hesitate to follow his direction. Once I'm in, I pull at his arm, trying to get him to follow me. Maybe we can drive away from them?

They're so close though...And their claws are so sharp...They could pop a tire.

Isaac doesn't budge, instead he lets out a growl. His shirt rips and his muscles poke through. I see his face suddenly grow more hair.

My eyes widen. What's going on with my boyfriend?

Out of the corner of my eye I see two figures run towards the angry people surrounding me. I recognize one from my P.E. class. Erica.

" Get them out of here! " Erica barks, while launching herself at one of the men.

Isaac doesn't hesitate to listen. He hops into the seat behind me, sending shivers of fear down my spine.

I have no idea what he is but I know he could kill me in one swipe.

I drive out of the parking lot as fast I can. " What the fuck? Are you...what the hell are you Isaac? " I ramble, completely scared shitless.

" Calm down you're going to crash! " Isaac shouts.

From the rear view window I see his body begin to change back. The hair from his face begins to fade away and his face morphs back to the way it was a few minutes ago.

" No! What the fuck are you doing! " My eyes flicker between the mirror and the road.

Isaac reaches from the back to grab the steering wheel. " Stop the car! " He says, panic laced in his voice.

I do as he says, scared of what he'll do if I don't. As soon as we stop I hurry out of the car. I just need to get away from him. Away from whatever's going.

" Y/N! " Isaac shouts from behind me. " Y/N stop! "

I don't listen, keeping my eyes trained ahead of me. This has to be a bad dream. People don't just have glowing eyes. Their bodies can't just change like that.

That's some movie shit.

Isaac grabs my arm.

I panic and try to shake it free. " Let go of me! "

" Listen to me! " Isaac begs.

For a second, he sounds like the same boy I new a few months ago. His eyes plead with me to stay.

I stand still. " Fine. What do you want, Isaac. "

Isaac slowly lets go of my arm. " I...Why are you out here? I told you not to go out at night. Especially alone. What the fuck were you thinking? " He asks.

" I'm pretty sure I don't have to do what you say. " I reply angrily. " I had no idea some freaks were going to attack me tonight. You don't get to question my actions, you barely fucking talk to me anymore. "

Pain flashes through Isaac's expression. " I can explain that- "

I don't let him finish. " I bet you can. Frankly, I don't want to hear it. I'm done. With you and whatever the fuck is going on with you. " I gesture to his torn shirt.

His eyes widen, fear flooding his eyes. " What? Y/N, no! Please. God, I really didn't handle this right. Please just let me explain. "

His sad expression sends a pang through my heart. It's hard to be angry with him when all I want to do is hug him and help him feel better.

Instead of doing that, I decide to hear him out. " You have 3 minutes. " I say sternly.

" Fuck, okay. " He begins. " I was bitten by Derek Hale. " He notices the confusion on my face. " He's a...he's a werewolf. I'm a werewolf. The people who just attacked you are werewolves. Look, it's a lot to say in three minutes, but I have to make sure you hear this. I am so sorry, Y/N. I'm sorry for not responding or calling you. I'm sorry for not letting you know what was going on. I guess I just wanted to protect you from all of this. " He gestures to himself and back the direction we came. " There's a lot you don't know about that's going on right now. Stuff that could kill you. I'm trying to keep you safe but I obviously didn't do it the right way. "

I search his face for any signs of lying. I can't find any.

" How long has this been going on? " I ask quietly.

" A few months. I'm so sorry, Y/N. I should've told you. "

" Yes, you should have. " I sigh. I pause for a moment. " Are you going to kill me? "

His eyes widen. " Me? No I would never kill you. Fuck...I love you! " He blurts out.

My heart pounds, this time not from fear. " You what? " This is the first time he's ever told me he loves me.

" I love you. " He whispers again.

Our eyes stare into each other for a few moments before I respond.

" I love you too. "

A grin spreads across Isaacs' face.

" But that doesn't mean you don't have a lot of explaining to do. " I warn.

Isaac nods. " Of course. Let's get you home. I'll tell you everything on the way there... "

What did I just step into?

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a-writer-on-elm-street · 1 year

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First Christmas

pairing: derek hale x gn!reader

summary: you convince derek to spend christmas with you.

a/n: so this is obviously late, i just had a lot on recently and completely forgot about it. but i hope you like it! <3

"Come on." You whined, folding your arms across your chest as you attempted to plead your case. "It's not like I'm asking for much."

Derek was glaring at you like you'd just asked him to commit murder for you, although he would probably be more agreeable to that apparently. "I already told you, no. I don't do Christmas."

"Only because you've never had anyone to spend it with."

"I have people."

"Alright, who?" You challenged, cocking your head at him.

"Cora." He answered, a proud smile on his face as he looked at you now.

"Yeah, but it's not like she's here much. What about Scott? Has he ever asked?"

"No."

"Stiles?"

He released a deep sigh then at the mention of that name, indicating that clearly Stiles had proposed the idea multiple times. "He asked once if he could...bring Christmas to me...and then he kept asking."

"And you never said yes?"

"Have you met Stiles?"

"Oh come on, he's not that bad." You countered, your lips twitching into a smile as you uttered your next words. "And besides, he is your cousin."

His face paled then, his eyes widening as he stared at you. "How do you know about that? Did he tell you that?"

"Okay, okay, just...calm down. If you won't spend Christmas with them, will you at least just spend it with me? I promise it'll be fun."

"Fun."

"I'll make it worth your while." You offered, stepping closer to him with a small smile on your face.

"You're lucky I like you." He finally sighed, giving in.

"Then I guess I'll see you Christmas Day." You grinned, before planting a light kiss on his lips. "And don't be such a sour wolf."

[Main Masterlist] [Derek Masterlist] [12 Days Of Christmas Masterlist]

#12 days of christmas blurbs #derek hale #derek hale x reader #derek hale x you #derek hale fluff #derek hale x gn!reader #derek hale blurb #derek hale oneshot #derek hale imagine #derek hale fanfic #derek hale fic #tyler hoechlin #teen wolf #teen wolf imagines #teen wolf fanfiction #teen wolf fanfic #teen wolf fic

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swanimagines · 2 years

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hii! it's me i'm back! what if.... i could please request headcanons about dating derek hale (teen wolf) while still being a part of scott mccall's pack during the s2 era when he kind of hated scott? thank you so much!!

Ooohhh I have 6B left of the series, I really have to finish it so I can put the "all seasons" mark on my fandom list.

(Let's pretend the pack gif is from S2 because I didn't find any good gifs of S2 pack)

DATING DEREK HALE WHILE BEING PART OF SCOTT'S PACK (DURING SEASON 2):

– You had started dating Derek before joining Scott's pack.

– So when he heard you befriending Scott and Stiles and joining their pack on top of it, he felt betrayed.

– He had a pack too, so why would you join Scott's pack???

– You told him that you didn't feel like you fit in with his pack since his pack was werewolves he had just turned and who he needed to constantly train, it didn't feel like a community of friends.

– But with Scott's pack, you felt like you belonged there.

– Derek tried to understand it - it was true that Isaac, Vernon and Erica hadn't been used to what it means to be part of the pack.

– They were more like drunk with their new powers and could be really cocky and even annoying.

– But it still didn't change that it hurt him, because he and Scott weren't exactly in good terms.

– Plus he found it weird that Scott's pack had him and two humans + a literal werewolf hunter who looked like she could be part of it in near future.

– And Scott on the other hand, hadn't been sure if they should take you to be part of his pack.

– It wasn't that he didn't trust you, he just... wasn't sure how Derek would react.

– You told him honestly that your boyfriend won't like it, but will respect what you want.

– So he took you in, it was a good thing anyway to have a werewolf who had been one for a long time and knows what's the deal with all that new stuff.

– And it got something else good out of it too - you were acting as a bridge between Scott and Derek, and slowly they realized that they weren't so different after all.

– So they began working together and the Hale pack joined forces with the McCall pack.

– And together, you could take on threats that were endangering the supernatural society in Beacon Hills.

Tags: @thegirlwiththeimpala @bookfrog242 @katherinepetrovawife @byersboys @supervalcsi @doutorbaizhu // send in an ask to be added, and specify which of my fandoms you want to be tagged on! Don’t just say “can you add me to your taglist” as I can’t know what taglists do you mean by that!! ALSO IF YOU WON’T INTERACT BEYOND LIKING, I’LL EVENTUALLY TAKE YOU OFF THE LIST!!

#derek hale x reader #derek hale #scott mccall #teen wolf #teen wolf x reader #headcanons #my works #gn reader

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mincentmango · 2 years

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Scott McCall headcanons

Requested: no

Warnings: none i think

Contains: gn!reader, reader is scott's partner/lover, slightly clingy!scott, dating scott headcanons, general headcanons

If you wear rings or bracelets, you'd better be ready for him to be constantly fidgeting with them.

Whether it's in class, at one of your houses, or just hanging out together, he will always be touching them.

He'll just be holding your hand and spinning your rings around or winding your bracelets around his fingers.

Hates it if you wear chapstick/lipbalm.

Most other people would love that sort of thing; being able to taste whatever flavour is on your lips when you're kissing or making out, but Scott absolutely despises it.

He'll lean in and give you a little peck on the lips, before pulling away in disgust and wiping his lips.

If it's the first time you've wore it and you don't know he hates it, he will very passive aggressively let you know that he's not grossed out by kissing you, it's just because of the chapstick/lipbalm and that you should never wear it ever again.

He gives such. Good. Hugs.

He will take any and every opportunity to hug you.

Absolutely loves having you in his arms.

Even if it's just a quick hug, he loves the feeling of your warmth against him and likes knowing that you're safe.

He draws on his hands/arms. All. The goddamn. Time.

He really wants more tattoos but he doesn't know what of, so when he gets bored he starts sketching ideas on his skin in pen.

He will also draw on your hands/arms if you let him!! Just quick little doodles or a smily face or smthing.

He always has snacks on him.

He has a snack drawer in his room for if he has people over, or if he can't be bothered going to the kitchen to get something.

Always has extra snacks in his bag for if his friends forget some or if he notices they haven't been eating much (which he definitely will notice)

Wakes up and goes to sleep at the exact same time every day.

Wakes up at 6:30am, goes to sleep at 10:30pm.

Would absolutely try his hardest to keep you away from all the supernatural stuff, even if you are one, he doesn't want you getting hurt.

Sneaks into your house 24/7

He misses you? He's bored? He needs help with homework? He wants to go somewhere with you and the pack (or just you)? Any and all of the above, he's climbing through your bedroom window with a massive grin on his face.

Has ornithophobia

I just think it's super funny that this big ferocious werewolf.. is scared of birds

#teen wolf #scott mccall #scott mccall headcanons #teen wolf headcanon #scott mccall x reader #gn!reader #gn reader #gender neutral terms #gender neutral reader #dating scott mccall

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apocalypse-shuffle · 2 years

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PETER HALE | THE ALPHA (teen wolf)

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“Depend Again” (Peter Hale x Gn!Reader)

| You’ve been fighting The Alpha on and off for days now, but what do you do when his actions suddenly start to make sense?

| Reader is always black unless I say differently

| SFW, canon typical action - platonic!reader/precursor to romance

| 900+ words

“The more we fight each other-” Peter grunts, moving out of the way of your next downward strike. “The more I think you’d make a dashing addition to my side.”

You growl, eyes flaring electric blue, making the skin around it appear almost purple as you rush him.

“I’ll pass.”

Peter faints, you stumble, and he hits your side. The specific place he hit makes your knees buckle and forces you to retreat. Despite the fact that you just about fell on your ass trying to stay at a safe distance from him and all that alpha strength, you also take note of the fact that the hit didn’t do anything worse.

You weren’t light enough for the bruise to immediately show but you could definitely feel the soreness. That’s all it was though.

Before she’d died you had seen your Alpha topple the biggest of alphas to their knees with hardly a shove. Wolves like Ennis didn’t cower from your matriarch like they did Alpha Hale, but they did take care not to cross her.

She’d said it meant a lot for an Alpha to not immediately eliminate an obstacle in their path, that’s why she didn’t give anyone who tested her a pass, but you don’t feel very grateful being given a pass right now.

Peter Hale was notorious when the Hale Pack was strong. Left hands always tended to be when you actually knew how pack politics worked. They were infamous in a sense.

Dirty work and trickery fell to them often and considering your older cousin had been your pack's left hand and you were her trainee you knew very well just how conniving Peter Hale was.

That’s why the way that he’s yet to reveal his claws is more worrying than it is reassuring.

Peter was toying with you.

Your breathing falls harshly as Peter honest to god stands back to let you gather yourself.

Frustration bubbles up your spine. You glower at him as he leans back against one of the bigger trees around you and crosses his arms.

“You know what I think, sweetheart?”

“I don’t care.”

He ignores you, not pausing at your interruption. Not even bothering to reprimand you. You scowl.

“I think we’d make a good team,” he sighs. “If only you stopped following my idiot nephew on his righteous path to destruction. There is no righteousness in all of this, there’s just sloppy jobs and martyrs coming back from the dead.”

You chuckle, “Nice speech. But why would I ever consider working with you?”

“Your eyes are blue aren’t they? Or was that a trick of the light that I saw earlier,” he pushes off of the trunk and saunters closer to where you're recovering on the leafy floor. “You’re an omega without a pack. Sooner or later someone’s going to send an Argent, or two, to get rid of the loose end you represent.”

Peter crouches down in front of you and all you can do is give a halfhearted growl. He smiles. Out of all the ways you would have reacted to that, the sense of relief that fills you wasn’t considered.

“You’re too weak to take on any hunter past amateur without an alpha and considering the waste of a beta I made with Scott I still need another pack member.”

He reaches out to curl his hand around the back of your neck and nearly instantly you go lax. Your eyes flutter up to him in panic but all he does is let out a low rumble.

The familiarity hurts.

“I need a good beta if I want to be stable enough to kill the people who took my pack from me. The people who took your pack from you.” His grip gets harder to ignore as he urges you upwards to look him in the eye. “Be my beta and we'll avenge our families together.”

Your body might have relaxed in his hold but your eyes still obviously show the whirlwind of your thoughts.

On one hand you want nothing more than to tear apart every single mother skunt that turned your whole pack, the only part of your family you had left, into smoke and dust.

But on the other, the measly pack bonds you’d managed to form with Derek were urging you not to leave him. Even if he was keeping you from doing what you really wanted.

“You’re killing innocent people,” you try.

Peter scoffs, thumb rubbing circles into your skin as he speaks.

“I assure you every person I killed had something to do with my family’s needless massacre. I’m not a serial killer, Y/n.”

You chew on the inside of your lip.

“What if you get caught? What happens to me if I have to go through another alpha bond snapping?”

“You won’t have to. Not if we’re together.”

You look him in the eyes. Derek will be furious, after everything he’d lose you too. Stiles would probably never look at you the same and you’d only just started getting along. And Scott- well you couldn’t give a shit about what Scott thought, but still. He was a part of the equation, you’d essentially be replacing him after helping him learn some control over his shift. This decision would screw the tentative balance you’d finally managed without your pack, but-

“Okay…Alpha.”

Peter smirks, flashing his eyes at you.

“Good choice, Beta.”

NOTES: Well, I was gone for like a whole month but this was in my drafts so….🤷🏾‍♀️

#peter hale #the alpha #black!reader #black y/n #peter hale x black!reader #peter hale x gn!reader #peter hale imagine #x black!reader #peter hale x reader #teen wolf x reader #teen wolf #teen wolf imagine #black gn reader #gn!reader

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multimuseficreblogs · 10 months

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𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ❅ all male reader ❅ male reader smut ❅ male reader fluff ❅ male reader angst

𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘

𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚑𝚜 𝚐𝚗 + 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 · all ahs x gn reader · all ahs x male reader 𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚜 · all austin x gn reader · all austin x male reader 𝚓𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 · all jpm x gn reader · all jpm x male reader

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𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐒

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𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅

𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏 𝚐𝚗 + 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 · all teen wolf x gn reader · all teen wolf x male reader

𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚎 · all derek x gn reader · all derek x male reader

𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚝𝚝 𝚖𝚌𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 · all scott x gn reader · all scott x male reader

𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚔𝚒 · all stiles x gn reader · all stiles x male reader

𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒

𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚐𝚗 + 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 · all outer banks x gn reader · all outer banks x male reader 𝚓𝚓 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚔 · all jj x gn reader 𝚓𝚘𝚑𝚗 𝚋. 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎 · all john b x gn reader 𝚔𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚛𝚊 · all kiara x gn reader · all kiara x male reader 𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 · all pope x gn reader 𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 · all rafe x gn reader 𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 · all sarah x gn reader · all sarah x male reader

𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐁𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐍

𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠 · all jack x gn reader · all jack x male reader

𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗 · all elizabeth x gn reader · all elizabeth x male reader

𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂. 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒

𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝 (𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔) · all alan x gn reader · all alan x male reader

𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚠 (𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚐𝚞𝚗: 𝚖𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔) · all bradley x gn reader · all bradley x male reader

𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚗 𝚣𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕 (𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗) · all colin zabel x gn reader · all colin zabel x male reader 𝚠𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚛 (𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢) · all wade x gn reader · all wade x male reader

𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎 (𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍) · all nathan x gn reader · all nathan x male reader

𝙶𝙽 + 𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁 𝙽𝙰𝚅𝙸𝙶𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽

· pedro pascal & oscar isaac characters · marvel · misc. fandoms

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we-do-be-writing · 2 years

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Hands to Hold

Liam Dunbar x GN!Reader

It's the night of the senior scribe and Liam somehow convinced Scott and Stiles that he was in control during this full moon. You do admit that tying him to a tree might have been a little overboard, but everyone in the pack still have the occasional struggles. So, it was a little hard to believe Liam's claims.

Currently, you are volunteering at the hospital to help with the understaffing issue. Stiles approaches you at the reception desk with Liam in tow. He taps the desk while looking around the hall.

"Stiles, why are you looking around all suspiciously?" You ask through a sigh.

"We need someone to watch Liam while we're at the senior scribe."

"I thought he was tied to a tree." You mumble, looking through the list of current visitors.

"He says he's in control now, so we're dropping him off here." Stiles says, patting the desk with both his hands now.

"I'm working." You say, finally looking up at him.

"He won't bother you, right Liam?" Stiles looks back at Liam with a smile.

"Yeah, sure. I'm gonna go find Scott." He says distractedly before leaving for the elevator.

"Yeah, he seems fine." You say with a loud whisper. Stiles rolls his eyes and leans against the desk,

"Will you keep an eye on him, please."

"Fine, just go do your senior scribe and have fun." You say with a smile, resting your head in your hand.

"Hey, when you two become seniors, you'll be able to add your names. I've gotta go find Scott and Malia." He says and waves goodbye as he also leaves for the elevator.

Liam comes back, this time with Scott, Stiles, and Malia in tow. The three of them leave while Liam lingers behind, leaning against the reception desk. He sighs as he looks around the hospital, then turns his gaze back to you.

Melissa comes to the reception desk, "I heard Liam's supposed to stay here with you, so I brought you an extra stool."

She sticks the stool behind the desk and gestures for Liam to sit with you. Once he does, she gives you both a smile, then leaves to attend to other things.

"How are you doing?" You ask, setting down the papers you had and turning your attention to Liam.

"I'm doing fine, not gonna run around naked again." He says with a laugh. You give him a laugh of your own, remembering how bizarre it was when Stiles called you in the middle of the night. As you look down at the papers sitting on the desk, you see Liam's hands clenched in fists despite the smile on his face.

"What's up with your hands?" You whisper, hovering your fingers above his fists.

Liam sighs heavily while he slowly opening his hands to reveal puncture marks in the center of his palms, most likely from his claws. You watch as the wounds actively heal in front of you as Liam speaks,

"So, maybe I'm not totally in control. Scott says it's because I'm still learning."

"He's right, it's fine if you're not in total control. Although it's unfortunate that your hands are paying the price." You say, cupping your hands under his and supporting them with your palms. The surprising softness of his hands and slight twitching of his fingers gives you an idea.

"Can I hold your hands?" You ask quietly, looking up at him. You can hear the shuddery breath leave him as he gives you a small nod. Giving him a little smile, you go from cupping his hands to lightly grabbing them and lacing your fingers with his.

Liam's claws make small indents in your skin, but slowly they retreat back into his fingertips. You rub your thumbs along his hands before checking to see if the cuts on his palms are healing. Luckily, they have healed to the point where they're scars, which are slowly disappearing already.

You rearrange your grip on his hands so that you can turn and look back through the list of visitors left. At some point you will have to close visitor hours, which means Liam will have to leave. It also means you'll have to decide whether or not you clock out early so you can stay with Liam.

Your thoughts are suddenly disrupted when the hospital doors violently swing open and Sherrif Stilinski rushes in with a wounded Parrish. You and Liam exchange glances before you page Melissa and go to find out what's going on, only sparing a small thought to the pack seniors at the high school.

#Liam Dunbar #Teen Wolf #reader insert #x reader #x gn reader #Liam Dunbar x reader #liam dunbar x gn!reader #Teen Wolf x reader #teen wolf x gn!reader #Liam Dunbar imagine #Teen Wolf imagine

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sarcasm-and-stiles · 6 months

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Stiles: You love me, right, Y/N?

Y/N: Normally, I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don’t like it.

#fanfiction #stiles stilinski fanfiction #teen wolf stiles #stiles stilinski #stiles stilinski x gn!reader #stiles stilinski fluff #sarcasm and stiles #stiles stilinksi x reader #stiles stilinski x reader #stiles x reader #stiles stilinski x reader fluff #fluff #incorrect quote generator #incorrect quotes #incorrect teen wolf quotes

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carters-things · 9 months

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Teen Wolf Masterlist

💗= Fluff

🌪= Angst

🔥= Steamy/18+

All writing requests/asks can be found under #carters requests but I'll try to link them below the cut

Stiles Stilinski

Drive- You and Stiles go wherever the Jeep will lead you. 💗

#teen wolf #stiles stilinski #stiles stilinski imagine #stiles stilinski x gn!reader #stiles stilinski fluff #stiles stilinski x reader #stiles stilinski x you

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queenmayor23 · 6 months

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My Superman

1/? Prequel to “Let the kid play”. Not chronological. Takes place during the rave episode.

Y/N: You need to take a break. You’ve been cooped up in the loft and if you still want to be with me we need a night just for us.

Derek: So what are you thinking?

Y/N: Hear me out. Me. You. Candy and kids.

Derek: What? That’s ridiculous.

Y/N: As the child of the mayor I have to make appearances and that includes the Beacon Hills Trunk-Or-Treat. So we do that for an hour or two, then we take the jeep to the preserve for a dinner date under the stars.

*After giving out candy and eating dinner Y/N and Derek sit in the back of the jeep watching the stars in silence.*

Y/N: I know you’re mad at me.

Derek: I’m not mad just confused. Why didn’t you tell me we had to wear costumes?

Y/N: We both know if you had known you wouldn’t have came.

Derek: Okay then why did you get to wear a flannel and jeans and I had to put on this tight spandex bodysuit?

Y/N: I was a teen wolf. It’s in a movie my dad likes. And this was my one chance to make my dream a reality.

Derek: Why?

Y/N *softly smiling*: Because you Derek Hale have been, are, and always will be my Superman.

*Derek pulls Y/N close and they kiss. Minutes pass by and they come up for air.*

Derek: Come on. It’s getting chilly out here.

Y/N *laying in Derek’s chest, singing*: Look at the stars so far away. We’ve got tonight babe, why don’t we stay?

*Derek kisses Y/N again and he lays both of them down in the back of the jeep, legs dangling over the tailgate.*

Derek: This doesn’t have anything to do with the rave going on in my loft does it?

Y/N: No. The kids needed a night of debauchery and the twins were willing to pay and they promised me they would call if something happened. What they don’t know is that I plan on pulling the plug early.

Derek: Why?

Y/N: Phase one of payback for not listening to me when I said Jennifer was the Darach.

*Derek’s eyebrows raised.*

Y/N: Oh don’t worry. You had sex with her you’re fine.

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