teenwolffan-with-nolife

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

hi

send in a request for inspo plz

#teen wolf #teen wolf angst #teen wolf fics #teen wolf comfort fics #lgbtq+

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

i feel like writing but i feel too shitty to write :/

#teen wolf

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

Hi, are you still currently taking requests? I know it says they’re open but I just want to be sure! Thank you <3

yes i am! it just might take a while!

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

y'all might b mad at me, but like screw everyone in the royal family, including the queen

they're all terrible except for meghan and harry (ig kate and diana are okay)

the queen was a literal nazi too like i'm sorry but idgaf

#not teen wolf #queen

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

can u write one where Derek and the reader get reunited after. Along time, like he faked his death or smthng and they’re rely mad at him or smthng

thanks for requesting!

"You're not real."

Your entire body was tense as you looked at Derek standing in front of you, finding it hard to believe.

"I'm real-"

"No, you're not. Derek died last year. I don't know who the fuck you are, but this isn't funny. Leave us alone now."

Your gun laid on the table next to you, you quickly grabbed it, aiming it at Derek as he tensed.

"You have every right to be mad, but please just..."

He took a step closer to you as you cocked the gun, keeping strong.

It couldn't be real.

"No, that's not Derek," you could feel the tears rushing to your eyes as you looked away from the body, looking back at Scott.

"I found him like this. He's been dead for at least two weeks," you shook your head in disbelief, stumbling back slightly.

"I don't know what type of sick prank this is supposed to be-"

"It's not a fucking prank, (Y/N) just look," Stiles took your phone from you, dialing Derek's number.

You could hear the phone buzzing from the counter, feeling your heart dropping.

You couldn't believe it.

"Stiles-"

"I'm sorry." you looked at the tears in both of their eyes, shaking your head.

"No, h-he can't... we were..." you could feel the air leaving you as more and more tears rushed to your eyes, feeling your heart in your throat.

"I had to keep you safe, (Y/N). I didn't want it to be like this," you could feel slight tears in your eyes as your hands shook slightly, remembering the events of last year.

"Prove you're Derek," your voice shook slightly.

"I know that we've known each other forever. I was there for you when you ran away. Your birthday's May 5th, you always picked on the fact that you're 7 months older than me. I know you've always wanted a family but you were too scared because of how dangerous everything in our lives was. I remember all the songs on your CD, your mom gave them to you before she died and you never go anywhere without them. I know that we were supposed to get married 9 months ago, but... I wasn't here," your hands were shaking as you lowered your gun, exhaling shakily.

"You... you've been alive this whole time?" you whimpered.

He nodded softly, while you shook your head.

"You couldn't reach out to me, could you? You couldn't have sent me one fucking text or a fucking call to let me know you were alive and okay?" there was slight anger in your voice, you could see the pain in Derek's face.

"I couldn't tell anyone. I'm sorry-"

"You think you can just apologize for making me grieve you and think you were dead for a whole year?!" you exclaimed.

"Yes, because we love each other. I know I... I'm here now and I'm sorry," he said.

You scoffed, laughing bitterly before shaking your head.

"Of course, you think that we can go back to how everything was before like this past year didn't happen, right?"

"(Y/N)."

"You have no idea how this past year has been on me, on any of us. How could you put me through something like this? If you love me so much how could you do this to me?" your voice broke, tears rushing down your face.

You could feel the anger leaving you, sadness taking over.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry. Please just forgive me." Derek begged, putting his hands on your shoulders.

You pulled away, shaking your head.

"I think you should leave," you said.

"(Y/N), please don't-"

"I think you need to go," you repeated once more, as he sighed, before nodding.

"I'll be back tomorrow and every day after that. I'm sorry, I'll do whatever I need to in order to get your trust back," you stayed stiff as he spoke, your tears falling.

He stroked your cheek softly, giving you a small smile.

"Bye," you didn't reply, keeping still as he made his way out the door, looking back at you before walking away.

You wrapped your arms around yourself, letting out a quiet sob as you fell to your knees.

All the pain from the past year hit you once more, leaving you feeling worse than ever before.

---

"You didn't tell her what happened," Scott gave Derek a look as he sat in the car, while he exhaled slowly.

"She needs some time-"

"No, she's gonna feel even worse if you tell her everything that happened. You should've told her now," Stiles added in.

"No. Shut up and drive, Scott." Derek's eyes flashed blue, earning an eye roll from the two boys.

He looked away from them, staring out the window, listening in to your broken cries as they drove off.

Nothing could hurt him more than listening to your cries, not being able to hold you.

Taglist:

@bellabadacadabra

@sonnydoesrandomshit

@aprilfire18

@Confuscita

@asheradamsbicep

@teen-wolf-obsessed4life

@eunoia-kth

@angelgtzdar

@mrs-woodwesleyobrien

@shortimaginewriter

@linkpk88

@lokisgoldscepter

@Mrs-scottmccall

@thetiny-hufflepuff

@gabbyper1215

@noncannonships

@mystic-writings

@tinyprettyevil

@thetiny-munchkin

@primswan

@lilianareads

@thedumbgirl

@Msrawog

@cevans-winchester

@ssa-volturi

@katherinepetrovawife

@sarcastic-sourwolf

@lelapine

@deepsketchsupernaturalcowboy

@alexxavicry

@onyourgoddamnleft

@Leelizzz

@hoodforcalum

@raynelbabe

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

can u write one where Derek and the reader get reunited after. Along time, like he faked his death or smthng and they’re rely mad at him or smthng

thanks for requesting!

"You're not real."

Your entire body was tense as you looked at Derek standing in front of you, finding it hard to believe.

"I'm real-"

"No, you're not. Derek died last year. I don't know who the fuck you are, but this isn't funny. Leave us alone now."

Your gun laid on the table next to you, you quickly grabbed it, aiming it at Derek as he tensed.

"You have every right to be mad, but please just..."

He took a step closer to you as you cocked the gun, keeping strong.

It couldn't be real.

"No, that's not Derek," you could feel the tears rushing to your eyes as you looked away from the body, looking back at Scott.

"I found him like this. He's been dead for at least two weeks," you shook your head in disbelief, stumbling back slightly.

"I don't know what type of sick prank this is supposed to be-"

"It's not a fucking prank, (Y/N) just look," Stiles took your phone from you, dialing Derek's number.

You could hear the phone buzzing from the counter, feeling your heart dropping.

You couldn't believe it.

"Stiles-"

"I'm sorry." you looked at the tears in both of their eyes, shaking your head.

"No, h-he can't... we were..." you could feel the air leaving you as more and more tears rushed to your eyes, feeling your heart in your throat.

"I had to keep you safe, (Y/N). I didn't want it to be like this," you could feel slight tears in your eyes as your hands shook slightly, remembering the events of last year.

"Prove you're Derek," your voice shook slightly.

"I know that we've known each other forever. I was there for you when you ran away. Your birthday's May 5th, you always picked on the fact that you're 7 months older than me. I know you've always wanted a family but you were too scared because of how dangerous everything in our lives was. I remember all the songs on your CD, your mom gave them to you before she died and you never go anywhere without them. I know that we were supposed to get married 9 months ago, but... I wasn't here," your hands were shaking as you lowered your gun, exhaling shakily.

"You... you've been alive this whole time?" you whimpered.

He nodded softly, while you shook your head.

"You couldn't reach out to me, could you? You couldn't have sent me one fucking text or a fucking call to let me know you were alive and okay?" there was slight anger in your voice, you could see the pain in Derek's face.

"I couldn't tell anyone. I'm sorry-"

"You think you can just apologize for making me grieve you and think you were dead for a whole year?!" you exclaimed.

"Yes, because we love each other. I know I... I'm here now and I'm sorry," he said.

You scoffed, laughing bitterly before shaking your head.

"Of course, you think that we can go back to how everything was before like this past year didn't happen, right?"

"(Y/N)."

"You have no idea how this past year has been on me, on any of us. How could you put me through something like this? If you love me so much how could you do this to me?" your voice broke, tears rushing down your face.

You could feel the anger leaving you, sadness taking over.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry. Please just forgive me." Derek begged, putting his hands on your shoulders.

You pulled away, shaking your head.

"I think you should leave," you said.

"(Y/N), please don't-"

"I think you need to go," you repeated once more, as he sighed, before nodding.

"I'll be back tomorrow and every day after that. I'm sorry, I'll do whatever I need to in order to get your trust back," you stayed stiff as he spoke, your tears falling.

He stroked your cheek softly, giving you a small smile.

"Bye," you didn't reply, keeping still as he made his way out the door, looking back at you before walking away.

You wrapped your arms around yourself, letting out a quiet sob as you fell to your knees.

All the pain from the past year hit you once more, leaving you feeling worse than ever before.

---

"You didn't tell her what happened," Scott gave Derek a look as he sat in the car, while he exhaled slowly.

"She needs some time-"

"No, she's gonna feel even worse if you tell her everything that happened. You should've told her now," Stiles added in.

"No. Shut up and drive, Scott." Derek's eyes flashed blue, earning an eye roll from the two boys.

He looked away from them, staring out the window, listening in to your broken cries as they drove off.

Nothing could hurt him more than listening to your cries, not being able to hold you.

Taglist:

@bellabadacadabra

@sonnydoesrandomshit

@aprilfire18

@Confuscita

@asheradamsbicep

@teen-wolf-obsessed4life

@eunoia-kth

@angelgtzdar

@mrs-woodwesleyobrien

@shortimaginewriter

@linkpk88

@lokisgoldscepter

@Mrs-scottmccall

@thetiny-hufflepuff

@gabbyper1215

@noncannonships

@mystic-writings

@tinyprettyevil

@thetiny-munchkin

@primswan

@lilianareads

@thedumbgirl

@Msrawog

@cevans-winchester

@ssa-volturi

@katherinepetrovawife

@sarcastic-sourwolf

@lelapine

@deepsketchsupernaturalcowboy

@alexxavicry

@onyourgoddamnleft

@Leelizzz

@hoodforcalum

@raynelbabe

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

can u write one where Derek and the reader get reunited after. Along time, like he faked his death or smthng and they’re rely mad at him or smthng

thanks for requesting!

"You're not real."

Your entire body was tense as you looked at Derek standing in front of you, finding it hard to believe.

"I'm real-"

"No, you're not. Derek died last year. I don't know who the fuck you are, but this isn't funny. Leave us alone now."

Your gun laid on the table next to you, you quickly grabbed it, aiming it at Derek as he tensed.

"You have every right to be mad, but please just..."

He took a step closer to you as you cocked the gun, keeping strong.

It couldn't be real.

"No, that's not Derek," you could feel the tears rushing to your eyes as you looked away from the body, looking back at Scott.

"I found him like this. He's been dead for at least two weeks," you shook your head in disbelief, stumbling back slightly.

"I don't know what type of sick prank this is supposed to be-"

"It's not a fucking prank, (Y/N) just look," Stiles took your phone from you, dialing Derek's number.

You could hear the phone buzzing from the counter, feeling your heart dropping.

You couldn't believe it.

"Stiles-"

"I'm sorry." you looked at the tears in both of their eyes, shaking your head.

"No, h-he can't... we were..." you could feel the air leaving you as more and more tears rushed to your eyes, feeling your heart in your throat.

"I had to keep you safe, (Y/N). I didn't want it to be like this," you could feel slight tears in your eyes as your hands shook slightly, remembering the events of last year.

"Prove you're Derek," your voice shook slightly.

"I know that we've known each other forever. I was there for you when you ran away. Your birthday's May 5th, you always picked on the fact that you're 7 months older than me. I know you've always wanted a family but you were too scared because of how dangerous everything in our lives was. I remember all the songs on your CD, your mom gave them to you before she died and you never go anywhere without them. I know that we were supposed to get married 9 months ago, but... I wasn't here," your hands were shaking as you lowered your gun, exhaling shakily.

"You... you've been alive this whole time?" you whimpered.

He nodded softly, while you shook your head.

"You couldn't reach out to me, could you? You couldn't have sent me one fucking text or a fucking call to let me know you were alive and okay?" there was slight anger in your voice, you could see the pain in Derek's face.

"I couldn't tell anyone. I'm sorry-"

"You think you can just apologize for making me grieve you and think you were dead for a whole year?!" you exclaimed.

"Yes, because we love each other. I know I... I'm here now and I'm sorry," he said.

You scoffed, laughing bitterly before shaking your head.

"Of course, you think that we can go back to how everything was before like this past year didn't happen, right?"

"(Y/N)."

"You have no idea how this past year has been on me, on any of us. How could you put me through something like this? If you love me so much how could you do this to me?" your voice broke, tears rushing down your face.

You could feel the anger leaving you, sadness taking over.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry. Please just forgive me." Derek begged, putting his hands on your shoulders.

You pulled away, shaking your head.

"I think you should leave," you said.

"(Y/N), please don't-"

"I think you need to go," you repeated once more, as he sighed, before nodding.

"I'll be back tomorrow and every day after that. I'm sorry, I'll do whatever I need to in order to get your trust back," you stayed stiff as he spoke, your tears falling.

He stroked your cheek softly, giving you a small smile.

"Bye," you didn't reply, keeping still as he made his way out the door, looking back at you before walking away.

You wrapped your arms around yourself, letting out a quiet sob as you fell to your knees.

All the pain from the past year hit you once more, leaving you feeling worse than ever before.

---

"You didn't tell her what happened," Scott gave Derek a look as he sat in the car, while he exhaled slowly.

"She needs some time-"

"No, she's gonna feel even worse if you tell her everything that happened. You should've told her now," Stiles added in.

"No. Shut up and drive, Scott." Derek's eyes flashed blue, earning an eye roll from the two boys.

He looked away from them, staring out the window, listening in to your broken cries as they drove off.

Nothing could hurt him more than listening to your cries, not being able to hold you.

Taglist:

@bellabadacadabra

@sonnydoesrandomshit

@aprilfire18

@Confuscita

@asheradamsbicep

@teen-wolf-obsessed4life

@eunoia-kth

@angelgtzdar

@mrs-woodwesleyobrien

@shortimaginewriter

@linkpk88

@lokisgoldscepter

@Mrs-scottmccall

@thetiny-hufflepuff

@gabbyper1215

@noncannonships

@mystic-writings

@tinyprettyevil

@thetiny-munchkin

@primswan

@lilianareads

@thedumbgirl

@Msrawog

@cevans-winchester

@ssa-volturi

@katherinepetrovawife

@sarcastic-sourwolf

@lelapine

@deepsketchsupernaturalcowboy

@alexxavicry

@onyourgoddamnleft

@Leelizzz

@hoodforcalum

@raynelbabe

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

I was just wondering, I’ve sent in two Liam Dunbar requests over the past few months when you’ve said requests are open and you haven’t written them. Do you not write for Liam?

hey there!

so, im not gonna lie to you, I have requests from literallt years ago in my inbox 😶

sometimes, for characters and stuff it's just harder to write for, and i don't want it to be something half assed so i sort of procrastinate it. chances are i've gotten your request and it's probably in my drafts right now. i tend to start writing a sentence or two and then leave it for a while

(the last fic i postdf was a request from 2021 😭)

i apologize deeply, and i am still gonna try working on it!

i haven't written in months tbh, but im trying to get back to it cuz my mental healths deteriorating :) cuz it's not something i want to abandon

anyways i hope to have more stuff out soon! thanks for being patient!

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

can u write one where Derek and the reader get reunited after. Along time, like he faked his death or smthng and they’re rely mad at him or smthng

thanks for requesting!

"You're not real."

Your entire body was tense as you looked at Derek standing in front of you, finding it hard to believe.

"I'm real-"

"No, you're not. Derek died last year. I don't know who the fuck you are, but this isn't funny. Leave us alone now."

Your gun laid on the table next to you, you quickly grabbed it, aiming it at Derek as he tensed.

"You have every right to be mad, but please just..."

He took a step closer to you as you cocked the gun, keeping strong.

It couldn't be real.

"No, that's not Derek," you could feel the tears rushing to your eyes as you looked away from the body, looking back at Scott.

"I found him like this. He's been dead for at least two weeks," you shook your head in disbelief, stumbling back slightly.

"I don't know what type of sick prank this is supposed to be-"

"It's not a fucking prank, (Y/N) just look," Stiles took your phone from you, dialing Derek's number.

You could hear the phone buzzing from the counter, feeling your heart dropping.

You couldn't believe it.

"Stiles-"

"I'm sorry." you looked at the tears in both of their eyes, shaking your head.

"No, h-he can't... we were..." you could feel the air leaving you as more and more tears rushed to your eyes, feeling your heart in your throat.

"I had to keep you safe, (Y/N). I didn't want it to be like this," you could feel slight tears in your eyes as your hands shook slightly, remembering the events of last year.

"Prove you're Derek," your voice shook slightly.

"I know that we've known each other forever. I was there for you when you ran away. Your birthday's May 5th, you always picked on the fact that you're 7 months older than me. I know you've always wanted a family but you were too scared because of how dangerous everything in our lives was. I remember all the songs on your CD, your mom gave them to you before she died and you never go anywhere without them. I know that we were supposed to get married 9 months ago, but... I wasn't here," your hands were shaking as you lowered your gun, exhaling shakily.

"You... you've been alive this whole time?" you whimpered.

He nodded softly, while you shook your head.

"You couldn't reach out to me, could you? You couldn't have sent me one fucking text or a fucking call to let me know you were alive and okay?" there was slight anger in your voice, you could see the pain in Derek's face.

"I couldn't tell anyone. I'm sorry-"

"You think you can just apologize for making me grieve you and think you were dead for a whole year?!" you exclaimed.

"Yes, because we love each other. I know I... I'm here now and I'm sorry," he said.

You scoffed, laughing bitterly before shaking your head.

"Of course, you think that we can go back to how everything was before like this past year didn't happen, right?"

"(Y/N)."

"You have no idea how this past year has been on me, on any of us. How could you put me through something like this? If you love me so much how could you do this to me?" your voice broke, tears rushing down your face.

You could feel the anger leaving you, sadness taking over.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry. Please just forgive me." Derek begged, putting his hands on your shoulders.

You pulled away, shaking your head.

"I think you should leave," you said.

"(Y/N), please don't-"

"I think you need to go," you repeated once more, as he sighed, before nodding.

"I'll be back tomorrow and every day after that. I'm sorry, I'll do whatever I need to in order to get your trust back," you stayed stiff as he spoke, your tears falling.

He stroked your cheek softly, giving you a small smile.

"Bye," you didn't reply, keeping still as he made his way out the door, looking back at you before walking away.

You wrapped your arms around yourself, letting out a quiet sob as you fell to your knees.

All the pain from the past year hit you once more, leaving you feeling worse than ever before.

---

"You didn't tell her what happened," Scott gave Derek a look as he sat in the car, while he exhaled slowly.

"She needs some time-"

"No, she's gonna feel even worse if you tell her everything that happened. You should've told her now," Stiles added in.

"No. Shut up and drive, Scott." Derek's eyes flashed blue, earning an eye roll from the two boys.

He looked away from them, staring out the window, listening in to your broken cries as they drove off.

Nothing could hurt him more than listening to your cries, not being able to hold you.

Taglist:

@bellabadacadabra

@sonnydoesrandomshit

@aprilfire18

@Confuscita

@asheradamsbicep

@teen-wolf-obsessed4life

@eunoia-kth

@angelgtzdar

@mrs-woodwesleyobrien

@shortimaginewriter

@linkpk88

@lokisgoldscepter

@Mrs-scottmccall

@thetiny-hufflepuff

@gabbyper1215

@noncannonships

@mystic-writings

@tinyprettyevil

@thetiny-munchkin

@primswan

@lilianareads

@thedumbgirl

@Msrawog

@cevans-winchester

@ssa-volturi

@katherinepetrovawife

@sarcastic-sourwolf

@lelapine

@deepsketchsupernaturalcowboy

@alexxavicry

@onyourgoddamnleft

@Leelizzz

@hoodforcalum

@raynelbabe

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

can u write one where Derek and the reader get reunited after. Along time, like he faked his death or smthng and they’re rely mad at him or smthng

thanks for requesting!

"You're not real."

Your entire body was tense as you looked at Derek standing in front of you, finding it hard to believe.

"I'm real-"

"No, you're not. Derek died last year. I don't know who the fuck you are, but this isn't funny. Leave us alone now."

Your gun laid on the table next to you, you quickly grabbed it, aiming it at Derek as he tensed.

"You have every right to be mad, but please just..."

He took a step closer to you as you cocked the gun, keeping strong.

It couldn't be real.

"No, that's not Derek," you could feel the tears rushing to your eyes as you looked away from the body, looking back at Scott.

"I found him like this. He's been dead for at least two weeks," you shook your head in disbelief, stumbling back slightly.

"I don't know what type of sick prank this is supposed to be-"

"It's not a fucking prank, (Y/N) just look," Stiles took your phone from you, dialing Derek's number.

You could hear the phone buzzing from the counter, feeling your heart dropping.

You couldn't believe it.

"Stiles-"

"I'm sorry." you looked at the tears in both of their eyes, shaking your head.

"No, h-he can't... we were..." you could feel the air leaving you as more and more tears rushed to your eyes, feeling your heart in your throat.

"I had to keep you safe, (Y/N). I didn't want it to be like this," you could feel slight tears in your eyes as your hands shook slightly, remembering the events of last year.

"Prove you're Derek," your voice shook slightly.

"I know that we've known each other forever. I was there for you when you ran away. Your birthday's May 5th, you always picked on the fact that you're 7 months older than me. I know you've always wanted a family but you were too scared because of how dangerous everything in our lives was. I remember all the songs on your CD, your mom gave them to you before she died and you never go anywhere without them. I know that we were supposed to get married 9 months ago, but... I wasn't here," your hands were shaking as you lowered your gun, exhaling shakily.

"You... you've been alive this whole time?" you whimpered.

He nodded softly, while you shook your head.

"You couldn't reach out to me, could you? You couldn't have sent me one fucking text or a fucking call to let me know you were alive and okay?" there was slight anger in your voice, you could see the pain in Derek's face.

"I couldn't tell anyone. I'm sorry-"

"You think you can just apologize for making me grieve you and think you were dead for a whole year?!" you exclaimed.

"Yes, because we love each other. I know I... I'm here now and I'm sorry," he said.

You scoffed, laughing bitterly before shaking your head.

"Of course, you think that we can go back to how everything was before like this past year didn't happen, right?"

"(Y/N)."

"You have no idea how this past year has been on me, on any of us. How could you put me through something like this? If you love me so much how could you do this to me?" your voice broke, tears rushing down your face.

You could feel the anger leaving you, sadness taking over.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry. Please just forgive me." Derek begged, putting his hands on your shoulders.

You pulled away, shaking your head.

"I think you should leave," you said.

"(Y/N), please don't-"

"I think you need to go," you repeated once more, as he sighed, before nodding.

"I'll be back tomorrow and every day after that. I'm sorry, I'll do whatever I need to in order to get your trust back," you stayed stiff as he spoke, your tears falling.

He stroked your cheek softly, giving you a small smile.

"Bye," you didn't reply, keeping still as he made his way out the door, looking back at you before walking away.

You wrapped your arms around yourself, letting out a quiet sob as you fell to your knees.

All the pain from the past year hit you once more, leaving you feeling worse than ever before.

---

"You didn't tell her what happened," Scott gave Derek a look as he sat in the car, while he exhaled slowly.

"She needs some time-"

"No, she's gonna feel even worse if you tell her everything that happened. You should've told her now," Stiles added in.

"No. Shut up and drive, Scott." Derek's eyes flashed blue, earning an eye roll from the two boys.

He looked away from them, staring out the window, listening in to your broken cries as they drove off.

Nothing could hurt him more than listening to your cries, not being able to hold you.

Taglist:

@bellabadacadabra

@sonnydoesrandomshit

@aprilfire18

@Confuscita

@asheradamsbicep

@teen-wolf-obsessed4life

@eunoia-kth

@angelgtzdar

@mrs-woodwesleyobrien

@shortimaginewriter

@linkpk88

@lokisgoldscepter

@Mrs-scottmccall

@thetiny-hufflepuff

@gabbyper1215

@noncannonships

@mystic-writings

@tinyprettyevil

@thetiny-munchkin

@primswan

@lilianareads

@thedumbgirl

@Msrawog

@cevans-winchester

@ssa-volturi

@katherinepetrovawife

@sarcastic-sourwolf

@lelapine

@deepsketchsupernaturalcowboy

@alexxavicry

@onyourgoddamnleft

@Leelizzz

@hoodforcalum

@raynelbabe

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

can u write one where Derek and the reader get reunited after. Along time, like he faked his death or smthng and they’re rely mad at him or smthng

thanks for requesting!

"You're not real."

Your entire body was tense as you looked at Derek standing in front of you, finding it hard to believe.

"I'm real-"

"No, you're not. Derek died last year. I don't know who the fuck you are, but this isn't funny. Leave us alone now."

Your gun laid on the table next to you, you quickly grabbed it, aiming it at Derek as he tensed.

"You have every right to be mad, but please just..."

He took a step closer to you as you cocked the gun, keeping strong.

It couldn't be real.

"No, that's not Derek," you could feel the tears rushing to your eyes as you looked away from the body, looking back at Scott.

"I found him like this. He's been dead for at least two weeks," you shook your head in disbelief, stumbling back slightly.

"I don't know what type of sick prank this is supposed to be-"

"It's not a fucking prank, (Y/N) just look," Stiles took your phone from you, dialing Derek's number.

You could hear the phone buzzing from the counter, feeling your heart dropping.

You couldn't believe it.

"Stiles-"

"I'm sorry." you looked at the tears in both of their eyes, shaking your head.

"No, h-he can't... we were..." you could feel the air leaving you as more and more tears rushed to your eyes, feeling your heart in your throat.

"I had to keep you safe, (Y/N). I didn't want it to be like this," you could feel slight tears in your eyes as your hands shook slightly, remembering the events of last year.

"Prove you're Derek," your voice shook slightly.

"I know that we've known each other forever. I was there for you when you ran away. Your birthday's May 5th, you always picked on the fact that you're 7 months older than me. I know you've always wanted a family but you were too scared because of how dangerous everything in our lives was. I remember all the songs on your CD, your mom gave them to you before she died and you never go anywhere without them. I know that we were supposed to get married 9 months ago, but... I wasn't here," your hands were shaking as you lowered your gun, exhaling shakily.

"You... you've been alive this whole time?" you whimpered.

He nodded softly, while you shook your head.

"You couldn't reach out to me, could you? You couldn't have sent me one fucking text or a fucking call to let me know you were alive and okay?" there was slight anger in your voice, you could see the pain in Derek's face.

"I couldn't tell anyone. I'm sorry-"

"You think you can just apologize for making me grieve you and think you were dead for a whole year?!" you exclaimed.

"Yes, because we love each other. I know I... I'm here now and I'm sorry," he said.

You scoffed, laughing bitterly before shaking your head.

"Of course, you think that we can go back to how everything was before like this past year didn't happen, right?"

"(Y/N)."

"You have no idea how this past year has been on me, on any of us. How could you put me through something like this? If you love me so much how could you do this to me?" your voice broke, tears rushing down your face.

You could feel the anger leaving you, sadness taking over.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry. Please just forgive me." Derek begged, putting his hands on your shoulders.

You pulled away, shaking your head.

"I think you should leave," you said.

"(Y/N), please don't-"

"I think you need to go," you repeated once more, as he sighed, before nodding.

"I'll be back tomorrow and every day after that. I'm sorry, I'll do whatever I need to in order to get your trust back," you stayed stiff as he spoke, your tears falling.

He stroked your cheek softly, giving you a small smile.

"Bye," you didn't reply, keeping still as he made his way out the door, looking back at you before walking away.

You wrapped your arms around yourself, letting out a quiet sob as you fell to your knees.

All the pain from the past year hit you once more, leaving you feeling worse than ever before.

---

"You didn't tell her what happened," Scott gave Derek a look as he sat in the car, while he exhaled slowly.

"She needs some time-"

"No, she's gonna feel even worse if you tell her everything that happened. You should've told her now," Stiles added in.

"No. Shut up and drive, Scott." Derek's eyes flashed blue, earning an eye roll from the two boys.

He looked away from them, staring out the window, listening in to your broken cries as they drove off.

Nothing could hurt him more than listening to your cries, not being able to hold you.

Taglist:

@bellabadacadabra

@sonnydoesrandomshit

@aprilfire18

@Confuscita

@asheradamsbicep

@teen-wolf-obsessed4life

@eunoia-kth

@angelgtzdar

@mrs-woodwesleyobrien

@shortimaginewriter

@linkpk88

@lokisgoldscepter

@Mrs-scottmccall

@thetiny-hufflepuff

@gabbyper1215

@noncannonships

@mystic-writings

@tinyprettyevil

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@alexxavicry

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@raynelbabe

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

can u write one where Derek and the reader get reunited after. Along time, like he faked his death or smthng and they’re rely mad at him or smthng

thanks for requesting!

"You're not real."

Your entire body was tense as you looked at Derek standing in front of you, finding it hard to believe.

"I'm real-"

"No, you're not. Derek died last year. I don't know who the fuck you are, but this isn't funny. Leave us alone now."

Your gun laid on the table next to you, you quickly grabbed it, aiming it at Derek as he tensed.

"You have every right to be mad, but please just..."

He took a step closer to you as you cocked the gun, keeping strong.

It couldn't be real.

"No, that's not Derek," you could feel the tears rushing to your eyes as you looked away from the body, looking back at Scott.

"I found him like this. He's been dead for at least two weeks," you shook your head in disbelief, stumbling back slightly.

"I don't know what type of sick prank this is supposed to be-"

"It's not a fucking prank, (Y/N) just look," Stiles took your phone from you, dialing Derek's number.

You could hear the phone buzzing from the counter, feeling your heart dropping.

You couldn't believe it.

"Stiles-"

"I'm sorry." you looked at the tears in both of their eyes, shaking your head.

"No, h-he can't... we were..." you could feel the air leaving you as more and more tears rushed to your eyes, feeling your heart in your throat.

"I had to keep you safe, (Y/N). I didn't want it to be like this," you could feel slight tears in your eyes as your hands shook slightly, remembering the events of last year.

"Prove you're Derek," your voice shook slightly.

"I know that we've known each other forever. I was there for you when you ran away. Your birthday's May 5th, you always picked on the fact that you're 7 months older than me. I know you've always wanted a family but you were too scared because of how dangerous everything in our lives was. I remember all the songs on your CD, your mom gave them to you before she died and you never go anywhere without them. I know that we were supposed to get married 9 months ago, but... I wasn't here," your hands were shaking as you lowered your gun, exhaling shakily.

"You... you've been alive this whole time?" you whimpered.

He nodded softly, while you shook your head.

"You couldn't reach out to me, could you? You couldn't have sent me one fucking text or a fucking call to let me know you were alive and okay?" there was slight anger in your voice, you could see the pain in Derek's face.

"I couldn't tell anyone. I'm sorry-"

"You think you can just apologize for making me grieve you and think you were dead for a whole year?!" you exclaimed.

"Yes, because we love each other. I know I... I'm here now and I'm sorry," he said.

You scoffed, laughing bitterly before shaking your head.

"Of course, you think that we can go back to how everything was before like this past year didn't happen, right?"

"(Y/N)."

"You have no idea how this past year has been on me, on any of us. How could you put me through something like this? If you love me so much how could you do this to me?" your voice broke, tears rushing down your face.

You could feel the anger leaving you, sadness taking over.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry. Please just forgive me." Derek begged, putting his hands on your shoulders.

You pulled away, shaking your head.

"I think you should leave," you said.

"(Y/N), please don't-"

"I think you need to go," you repeated once more, as he sighed, before nodding.

"I'll be back tomorrow and every day after that. I'm sorry, I'll do whatever I need to in order to get your trust back," you stayed stiff as he spoke, your tears falling.

He stroked your cheek softly, giving you a small smile.

"Bye," you didn't reply, keeping still as he made his way out the door, looking back at you before walking away.

You wrapped your arms around yourself, letting out a quiet sob as you fell to your knees.

All the pain from the past year hit you once more, leaving you feeling worse than ever before.

---

"You didn't tell her what happened," Scott gave Derek a look as he sat in the car, while he exhaled slowly.

"She needs some time-"

"No, she's gonna feel even worse if you tell her everything that happened. You should've told her now," Stiles added in.

"No. Shut up and drive, Scott." Derek's eyes flashed blue, earning an eye roll from the two boys.

He looked away from them, staring out the window, listening in to your broken cries as they drove off.

Nothing could hurt him more than listening to your cries, not being able to hold you.

Taglist:

@bellabadacadabra

@sonnydoesrandomshit

@aprilfire18

@Confuscita

@asheradamsbicep

@teen-wolf-obsessed4life

@eunoia-kth

@angelgtzdar

@mrs-woodwesleyobrien

@shortimaginewriter

@linkpk88

@lokisgoldscepter

@Mrs-scottmccall

@thetiny-hufflepuff

@gabbyper1215

@noncannonships

@mystic-writings

@tinyprettyevil

@thetiny-munchkin

@primswan

@lilianareads

@thedumbgirl

@Msrawog

@cevans-winchester

@ssa-volturi

@katherinepetrovawife

@sarcastic-sourwolf

@lelapine

@deepsketchsupernaturalcowboy

@alexxavicry

@onyourgoddamnleft

@Leelizzz

@hoodforcalum

@raynelbabe

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

can u write one where Derek and the reader get reunited after. Along time, like he faked his death or smthng and they’re rely mad at him or smthng

thanks for requesting!

"You're not real."

Your entire body was tense as you looked at Derek standing in front of you, finding it hard to believe.

"I'm real-"

"No, you're not. Derek died last year. I don't know who the fuck you are, but this isn't funny. Leave us alone now."

Your gun laid on the table next to you, you quickly grabbed it, aiming it at Derek as he tensed.

"You have every right to be mad, but please just..."

He took a step closer to you as you cocked the gun, keeping strong.

It couldn't be real.

"No, that's not Derek," you could feel the tears rushing to your eyes as you looked away from the body, looking back at Scott.

"I found him like this. He's been dead for at least two weeks," you shook your head in disbelief, stumbling back slightly.

"I don't know what type of sick prank this is supposed to be-"

"It's not a fucking prank, (Y/N) just look," Stiles took your phone from you, dialing Derek's number.

You could hear the phone buzzing from the counter, feeling your heart dropping.

You couldn't believe it.

"Stiles-"

"I'm sorry." you looked at the tears in both of their eyes, shaking your head.

"No, h-he can't... we were..." you could feel the air leaving you as more and more tears rushed to your eyes, feeling your heart in your throat.

"I had to keep you safe, (Y/N). I didn't want it to be like this," you could feel slight tears in your eyes as your hands shook slightly, remembering the events of last year.

"Prove you're Derek," your voice shook slightly.

"I know that we've known each other forever. I was there for you when you ran away. Your birthday's May 5th, you always picked on the fact that you're 7 months older than me. I know you've always wanted a family but you were too scared because of how dangerous everything in our lives was. I remember all the songs on your CD, your mom gave them to you before she died and you never go anywhere without them. I know that we were supposed to get married 9 months ago, but... I wasn't here," your hands were shaking as you lowered your gun, exhaling shakily.

"You... you've been alive this whole time?" you whimpered.

He nodded softly, while you shook your head.

"You couldn't reach out to me, could you? You couldn't have sent me one fucking text or a fucking call to let me know you were alive and okay?" there was slight anger in your voice, you could see the pain in Derek's face.

"I couldn't tell anyone. I'm sorry-"

"You think you can just apologize for making me grieve you and think you were dead for a whole year?!" you exclaimed.

"Yes, because we love each other. I know I... I'm here now and I'm sorry," he said.

You scoffed, laughing bitterly before shaking your head.

"Of course, you think that we can go back to how everything was before like this past year didn't happen, right?"

"(Y/N)."

"You have no idea how this past year has been on me, on any of us. How could you put me through something like this? If you love me so much how could you do this to me?" your voice broke, tears rushing down your face.

You could feel the anger leaving you, sadness taking over.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry. Please just forgive me." Derek begged, putting his hands on your shoulders.

You pulled away, shaking your head.

"I think you should leave," you said.

"(Y/N), please don't-"

"I think you need to go," you repeated once more, as he sighed, before nodding.

"I'll be back tomorrow and every day after that. I'm sorry, I'll do whatever I need to in order to get your trust back," you stayed stiff as he spoke, your tears falling.

He stroked your cheek softly, giving you a small smile.

"Bye," you didn't reply, keeping still as he made his way out the door, looking back at you before walking away.

You wrapped your arms around yourself, letting out a quiet sob as you fell to your knees.

All the pain from the past year hit you once more, leaving you feeling worse than ever before.

---

"You didn't tell her what happened," Scott gave Derek a look as he sat in the car, while he exhaled slowly.

"She needs some time-"

"No, she's gonna feel even worse if you tell her everything that happened. You should've told her now," Stiles added in.

"No. Shut up and drive, Scott." Derek's eyes flashed blue, earning an eye roll from the two boys.

He looked away from them, staring out the window, listening in to your broken cries as they drove off.

Nothing could hurt him more than listening to your cries, not being able to hold you.

Taglist:

@bellabadacadabra

@sonnydoesrandomshit

@aprilfire18

@Confuscita

@asheradamsbicep

@teen-wolf-obsessed4life

@eunoia-kth

@angelgtzdar

@mrs-woodwesleyobrien

@shortimaginewriter

@linkpk88

@lokisgoldscepter

@Mrs-scottmccall

@thetiny-hufflepuff

@gabbyper1215

@noncannonships

@mystic-writings

@tinyprettyevil

@thetiny-munchkin

@primswan

@lilianareads

@thedumbgirl

@Msrawog

@cevans-winchester

@ssa-volturi

@katherinepetrovawife

@sarcastic-sourwolf

@lelapine

@deepsketchsupernaturalcowboy

@alexxavicry

@onyourgoddamnleft

@Leelizzz

@hoodforcalum

@raynelbabe

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[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

Changes Pt.4

Word Count: 1,412

Characters: Derek Hale, Talia Hale (brief), Laura Hale (brief), Peter Hale (brief), Isaac Lahey (brief), Reader

Pairings: Derek Hale x Platonic!Reader

Warnings: angst, tw mentions/flashbacks of past abuse, fluff

A/N: last part of this series!

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You could hear the sound of something crashing as you covered your mouth, trying to cover your breath before walking into your house. Both your parents were upstairs, you were late. 

Your heart was beating in your throat as you took a step forward, walking to your room.

Your parents were both in there, your clothes were on the floor, your bed flipped over, everything was a mess. You instantly felt your heart drop, you could sense the anger from them.

“What is this?” you could see a folder in your dad’s hands as you felt your chest aching.

“A school project-”

“That was taped under your bed?”

You could feel the anxiousness in your heart as you kept still, unsure of what to say.

Your dad gripped your arm, you could feel it bruising slightly as he pulled you next to him, opening the folder.

“Can you read what this says?” you knew not to mistake his calm tone for a moment of peace, his nails were digging into your skin as you felt a lump in your throat.

“Oh come on! We raised a genius here, didn't we? Can’t even make it through one full sentence?” your dad yelled.

“Dad…” you felt your back hit the wall as you clenched your jaw, inhaling shakily.

“No one in their right mind would let you go off on your own. You’re too stupid to do anything correctly,” you felt him grip the back of your head while you reminded yourself to stay strong.

“You’re gonna walk into that court, no one's gonna listen to a thing you say. We’ll retaliate with you being off your meds, we don't know where your imagination takes you…”

“(Y/N)!” Derek shook you as you gasped, jumping out of bed.

Your body was shaking as Derek wrapped a blanket around your body, sitting next to you.

He wiped the tear falling from your eye as you sniffled, holding onto the blanket.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“No. What are you doing here? It’s the middle of the night,” you looked at your clock that read 3:25 in the morning.

“I just came to check on you, I was on my way back from training,” you nodded as he held your hands before you pulled them away.

“You’re not allowed to drop in whenever you feel like it,” you replied.

“I-I know, it's just that-” 

“It doesn't matter why. You don't have a right to just barge in like this,” his face dropped slightly before he nodded.

“You’re right. I’m sorry,” he apologized.

“I’ll see you around. Can I come over tomorrow?” he asked.

You sighed, before nodding softly.

“Great, I’ll see you then,” he pressed a small kiss to your forehead before walking out.

—

“They found the papers, i-it's over,” you cried softly as Talia held you, rocking you back and forth.

“No, it’s not. Don't give up like this-”

“They’ll tell the court I haven't been taking my meds, they’ll get what they want. I-If they win then I’m going to die,” you panicked, rocking back and forth as she wrapped her arms around you.

“They don't have proof. You have witnesses right here, me, Talia, Laura. We can plant evidence on them,” Peter suggested before Talia shook her head.

“You don’t need to do anything illegal, they're already in the wrong. What happened to the camera?” Talia asked.

“They found it, it’s broken,” you replied.

“Then we’ll keep it all until it’s time. I’ll keep the papers here, we’ll get proof ourselves. Peter will find another camera for us to use,” she nodded.

“Wait, (Y/N) it’s past 9,” Peter jumped as he looked at the time.

“If I go home tonight, I’ll lose vision in my eye completely,” you muttered.

“(Y/N)-”

“They kicked me out for the night, they told me not to come back,” you explained.

Peter softened, before inhaling.

“Let's go get a camera then,” you held his hand as the two of you walked out of the house.

“I found this abandoned subway area. I’m going to train these new werewolves there. I have three right now. Isaac, Erica, Boyd. They’re in high school right now.” you grabbed a cup out of your cabinet as Derek followed close behind you.

“Interesting,” you muttered, walking around your kitchen.

“I don't know how to help them,” you continued to start cleaning, turning around before jumping slightly.

“Derek, you're too close,” he nodded before moving back.

“Do you think you could come and help me out?” he asked.

“Can’t, I have things to do,” you saw his face drop slightly before you felt a pang in your chest.

He treated you the exact same way as kids and you hated it, you could only imagine how he felt.

“Yeah, of course. I should've checked the time before, I actually have to go now, I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said.

“Wait, Derek-”

“No, it’s fine. I’ll see you,” he gave you a small smile before leaving your apartment.

“Fuck!” you exclaimed, clenching your jaw.

You ran your fingers through your hair, inhaling deeply.

You jumped up, your entire body was covered in sweat as you yelled out, and your heart was racing.

“Shit, (Y/N)?!” Derek jumped up beside you, you gasped for air as he held your hands.

“Nightmare. A-Are you… (Y/N),” you struggled for your breath, feeling your chest aching as you tried to speak.

“What happened?!” Talia, Peter, and Laura rushed into your room, while Derek shook his head, motioning them to leave.

“(Y/N), they can't hurt you anymore. You’re not… You’re safe now. You’re here, with me,” you leaned onto Derek’s chest, crying softly as he stroked your back.

You buried yourself in his arms as he held onto you tightly.

“It’s gonna be okay, I’m here. I’m here.”

—-

You’re being an asshole

You need to go after him now

No, you need to give it time

You could feel your mind racing as you sat at your desk, trying to focus on your work.

You played at your desk for an hour, feeling nervousness rush in your chest before groaning, pushing yourself up.

Tears rushed to your eyes, thinking back to that memory. Not everything was perfect, but Derek wasn’t a bad person. You remembered when you were younger, you remembered all the great times with him.

You need to talk to him

You grabbed your wallet, running out of your apartment.

—

You but your nail anxiously as you waited outside the subway doors, pacing around.

Just walk in

“Derek, I-” you stopped as you were faced with a group of teenagers, giving you a worried look.

“Who are you?” one of them asked.

Derek’s pack, he's training them

“I’m a friend of Derek’s, have you seen him?” you asked softly.

“I-” he started replying before you heard Derek’s voice coming from behind them.

“(Y/N), what are you doing here?” he asked.

“I needed to talk to you,” you replied.

He nodded, motioning for you to follow him as the two of you entered the train, standing across from each other.

“Are you okay?” he asked softly.

“Yeah, it’s just… I needed to apologize to you,” he frowned slightly.

“What are you talking about?” he asked.

“I got so mad at you because you treated me like shit but I’ve been doing the same thing to you, and all you’ve been doing is looking out for me and trying to protect me. I’m really sorry, Derek,” your eyes watered slightly as his face softened.

“(Y/N), what I did to you… I’m the only one who has something to apologize for. I’m not mad at you, I know how hard things are going to be moving forward, but I still want us to be friends, I still care about you,” his voice was soft as you let out a shaky breath, wrapping your arms around him tightly.

“Can we start over?” you asked softly.

“Yes, of course we can,” he nodded.

You wiped your tears, smiling softly.

“My name’s Derek Hale, nice to meet you,” he put his hand out as you laughed softly, sniffling.

“I’m (Y/N) (Y/L/N), nice to meet you too,” you shook his hand, while he rested his arm on your shoulder.

The two of you walked out of the train, resting your head on his shoulder.

There was no one else you'd rather be with.

Taglist:

@cevans-winchester

@ssa-volturi

@katherinepetrovawife

@sarcastic-sourwolf

@deepsketchsupernaturalcowboy

@raynelbabe

[teenwolffan-with-nolife]

Changes Pt.4

Word Count: 1,412

Characters: Derek Hale, Talia Hale (brief), Laura Hale (brief), Peter Hale (brief), Isaac Lahey (brief), Reader

Pairings: Derek Hale x Platonic!Reader

Warnings: angst, tw mentions/flashbacks of past abuse, fluff

A/N: last part of this series!

Masterlist Series Masterlist

You could hear the sound of something crashing as you covered your mouth, trying to cover your breath before walking into your house. Both your parents were upstairs, you were late. 

Your heart was beating in your throat as you took a step forward, walking to your room.

Your parents were both in there, your clothes were on the floor, your bed flipped over, everything was a mess. You instantly felt your heart drop, you could sense the anger from them.

“What is this?” you could see a folder in your dad’s hands as you felt your chest aching.

“A school project-”

“That was taped under your bed?”

You could feel the anxiousness in your heart as you kept still, unsure of what to say.

Your dad gripped your arm, you could feel it bruising slightly as he pulled you next to him, opening the folder.

“Can you read what this says?” you knew not to mistake his calm tone for a moment of peace, his nails were digging into your skin as you felt a lump in your throat.

“Oh come on! We raised a genius here, didn't we? Can’t even make it through one full sentence?” your dad yelled.

“Dad…” you felt your back hit the wall as you clenched your jaw, inhaling shakily.

“No one in their right mind would let you go off on your own. You’re too stupid to do anything correctly,” you felt him grip the back of your head while you reminded yourself to stay strong.

“You’re gonna walk into that court, no one's gonna listen to a thing you say. We’ll retaliate with you being off your meds, we don't know where your imagination takes you…”

“(Y/N)!” Derek shook you as you gasped, jumping out of bed.

Your body was shaking as Derek wrapped a blanket around your body, sitting next to you.

He wiped the tear falling from your eye as you sniffled, holding onto the blanket.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“No. What are you doing here? It’s the middle of the night,” you looked at your clock that read 3:25 in the morning.

“I just came to check on you, I was on my way back from training,” you nodded as he held your hands before you pulled them away.

“You’re not allowed to drop in whenever you feel like it,” you replied.

“I-I know, it's just that-” 

“It doesn't matter why. You don't have a right to just barge in like this,” his face dropped slightly before he nodded.

“You’re right. I’m sorry,” he apologized.

“I’ll see you around. Can I come over tomorrow?” he asked.

You sighed, before nodding softly.

“Great, I’ll see you then,” he pressed a small kiss to your forehead before walking out.

—

“They found the papers, i-it's over,” you cried softly as Talia held you, rocking you back and forth.

“No, it’s not. Don't give up like this-”

“They’ll tell the court I haven't been taking my meds, they’ll get what they want. I-If they win then I’m going to die,” you panicked, rocking back and forth as she wrapped her arms around you.

“They don't have proof. You have witnesses right here, me, Talia, Laura. We can plant evidence on them,” Peter suggested before Talia shook her head.

“You don’t need to do anything illegal, they're already in the wrong. What happened to the camera?” Talia asked.

“They found it, it’s broken,” you replied.

“Then we’ll keep it all until it’s time. I’ll keep the papers here, we’ll get proof ourselves. Peter will find another camera for us to use,” she nodded.

“Wait, (Y/N) it’s past 9,” Peter jumped as he looked at the time.

“If I go home tonight, I’ll lose vision in my eye completely,” you muttered.

“(Y/N)-”

“They kicked me out for the night, they told me not to come back,” you explained.

Peter softened, before inhaling.

“Let's go get a camera then,” you held his hand as the two of you walked out of the house.

“I found this abandoned subway area. I’m going to train these new werewolves there. I have three right now. Isaac, Erica, Boyd. They’re in high school right now.” you grabbed a cup out of your cabinet as Derek followed close behind you.

“Interesting,” you muttered, walking around your kitchen.

“I don't know how to help them,” you continued to start cleaning, turning around before jumping slightly.

“Derek, you're too close,” he nodded before moving back.

“Do you think you could come and help me out?” he asked.

“Can’t, I have things to do,” you saw his face drop slightly before you felt a pang in your chest.

He treated you the exact same way as kids and you hated it, you could only imagine how he felt.

“Yeah, of course. I should've checked the time before, I actually have to go now, I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said.

“Wait, Derek-”

“No, it’s fine. I’ll see you,” he gave you a small smile before leaving your apartment.

“Fuck!” you exclaimed, clenching your jaw.

You ran your fingers through your hair, inhaling deeply.

You jumped up, your entire body was covered in sweat as you yelled out, and your heart was racing.

“Shit, (Y/N)?!” Derek jumped up beside you, you gasped for air as he held your hands.

“Nightmare. A-Are you… (Y/N),” you struggled for your breath, feeling your chest aching as you tried to speak.

“What happened?!” Talia, Peter, and Laura rushed into your room, while Derek shook his head, motioning them to leave.

“(Y/N), they can't hurt you anymore. You’re not… You’re safe now. You’re here, with me,” you leaned onto Derek’s chest, crying softly as he stroked your back.

You buried yourself in his arms as he held onto you tightly.

“It’s gonna be okay, I’m here. I’m here.”

—-

You’re being an asshole

You need to go after him now

No, you need to give it time

You could feel your mind racing as you sat at your desk, trying to focus on your work.

You played at your desk for an hour, feeling nervousness rush in your chest before groaning, pushing yourself up.

Tears rushed to your eyes, thinking back to that memory. Not everything was perfect, but Derek wasn’t a bad person. You remembered when you were younger, you remembered all the great times with him.

You need to talk to him

You grabbed your wallet, running out of your apartment.

—

You but your nail anxiously as you waited outside the subway doors, pacing around.

Just walk in

“Derek, I-” you stopped as you were faced with a group of teenagers, giving you a worried look.

“Who are you?” one of them asked.

Derek’s pack, he's training them

“I’m a friend of Derek’s, have you seen him?” you asked softly.

“I-” he started replying before you heard Derek’s voice coming from behind them.

“(Y/N), what are you doing here?” he asked.

“I needed to talk to you,” you replied.

He nodded, motioning for you to follow him as the two of you entered the train, standing across from each other.

“Are you okay?” he asked softly.

“Yeah, it’s just… I needed to apologize to you,” he frowned slightly.

“What are you talking about?” he asked.

“I got so mad at you because you treated me like shit but I’ve been doing the same thing to you, and all you’ve been doing is looking out for me and trying to protect me. I’m really sorry, Derek,” your eyes watered slightly as his face softened.

“(Y/N), what I did to you… I’m the only one who has something to apologize for. I’m not mad at you, I know how hard things are going to be moving forward, but I still want us to be friends, I still care about you,” his voice was soft as you let out a shaky breath, wrapping your arms around him tightly.

“Can we start over?” you asked softly.

“Yes, of course we can,” he nodded.

You wiped your tears, smiling softly.

“My name’s Derek Hale, nice to meet you,” he put his hand out as you laughed softly, sniffling.

“I’m (Y/N) (Y/L/N), nice to meet you too,” you shook his hand, while he rested his arm on your shoulder.

The two of you walked out of the train, resting your head on his shoulder.

There was no one else you'd rather be with.

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posting part four (final) soon ❤️

Changes Pt.3

Word Count: 1,458

Characters: Derek Hale, Peter Hale, Kate Argent, Allison Argent (brief), Scott McCall (brief)

Pairings: Derek Hale x Platonic!Reader; Peter Hale x Platonic!Reader

Warnings: angst, death

A/N: holy shit i dont remember the last time I wrote like this oml

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Your vision was blurry, head pounding as you scrunched your eyes, making out someone standing in front of you, shining a light in your eyes.

Your hands were tied above your head, your arms were pinned to something cool and metal.

You fully opened your eyes, seeing Kate in front of you as you jumped slightly.

“Good of you to join us,” she said softly.

You tugged on your chains, your heart rate jumping as you looked around, seeing Derek chained up next to you.

It had been only two days since you last spoke to him, you weren't looking forward to seeing him.

You turned away from him, looking back at Kate, breathing heavily.

You didn't know what to say.

“You know they’re human, they don’t know anything!” Derek yelled.

“(Y/N) was your best friend, were they not? They’ve lived in Beacon Hills forever, known you forever. They know who the alpha is. One of you is going to speak,” you felt a shock throughout your body as you let out a small cry, while Derek tensed.

“You can save them by just telling me who the alpha is,” Kate teased.

You looked at Derek, who opened his mouth to speak before you shook your head no, stopping him.

“Wrong decision,” she shook her head.

You flinched as she neared you, letting out a shaky breath before she froze.

You heard a door opening before she smiled softly.

“I’ll be back,” she walked away from you as you let out a deep breath.

“I-I’m gonna get you out of here, okay?” you heard Derek's voice as you avoided looking at him.

“I promise you, you’ll be okay.”

The door opened once more, and this time you saw Kate and another girl walking into the room, the other girl looked frightened and confused, looking at Kate for answers.

“Just watch and learn, Allison.”

---

There were slight tears in your eyes while you sat, tied down on the chair. You stared blankly at the ground, trying to avoid Derek’s words.

He wouldn't stop talking whenever he had the chance. You even wanted Kate to come back, she was the only one who could get him to shut up.

“I’m going to make everything up to you, I promise,” you wiped your eyes, before tensing as you heard the door open, Derek going silent.

“Scott is the other Beta, isn’t he? It’s not Jackson,” you clenched your jaw.

How did she know?

Kate walked around the two of you, circling back to you.

“He is, isn't he?” you let out a shaky breath as she stood behind you, holding a knife to your collarbone.

You stayed silent before she pressed onto your neck while you shut your eyes tightly.

You're okay

You’re okay

It’s okay

“Stop!” Derek yelled.

“Yes, he is. Now stop,” Derek said.

That idiot

She released her grip on you, while you exhaled shakily.

“So happy you decided to cooperate,” you didn’t need to see her face to imagine her smirk.

It’s haunted you since you first met her.

You and Derek got in a fight about her. You could never forget that it was less than a week later when the Hale House caught fire.

“Why did you tell her?!” you exclaimed, waiting for Kate to leave.

“What do you mean-”

“You sold out Scott? He’s a child!” you yelled.

“She was hurting you, (Y/N). She already guessed most of it,” Derek said softly.

“I was fine,” you shook your head.

“(Y/N), you need to know I’m really sorry-”

“I heard you the first time, I heard you the last time,” you muttered.

“So then tell me what I can do to make this up to you,” Derek replied.

“You can finally leave me alone,” you spat.

You saw Derek tense slightly from the corner of your eye before you turned to look at him.

“When we get out of here, I want you to just leave me alone. Forever.”

“(Y/N)-”

“Please,” your eyes watered slightly.

“O-Okay, I promise,” he nodded softly.

You turned back, putting your hand on your wound before you winced.

Shit

You saw the blood on your fingers, closing your eyes.

It’ll be okay

It’ll be okay

---

You zoned in and out of consciousness, you made out a figure of a man standing in front of you, he put his hand on a dial.

You knew it was hooked up to Derek, you knew it would shock him.

You didn't have enough energy to call out.

What just happened?

Your ears were ringing as the man fell unconscious. Scott stood in front of you, rushing to Derek.

We’re saved

You could feel blood dripping from your wounds while Scott helped Derek take off his chains.

Their speech was muffled as Derek ran to you, putting his hands on your shoulders.

“(Y/N)? H-Hey, can you hear me? (Y/N)?” he took the chains off of you as your body shook.

He wrapped his arms around you, helping you up.

You groaned softly as he took a deep breath.

“You’re in a lot of pain,” he said.

“Let's get out of here.”

You tried to keep your eyes open, everything was moving too fast for you to keep up.

The three of you were outside, you could feel the cold air on your skin.

“Something’s wrong,” you said softly.

Derek paused, before shaking his head.

“Get down!” you groaned as he pushed you down, before you gasped, seeing an arrow fly into his stomach.

“Derek,” you cried out.

You tried to crawl towards him, before feeling someone pull you back.

“Kate,” you gasped softly.

“You know, I never got to thank you,” she lifted you harshly.

“Keeping me out of the police’s radar,” she said softly.

“Let go of me,” you tried to push her away as she shook her head.

“You got my friends arrested, they’re still rotting away in a jail cell,” her grip on your arm tightened as you tried to pull away from her.

“You burned their family,” you clenched your jaw.

She pressed on your wounds as you winced, scrunching your eyes shut in pain.

You cried out in pain softly before you heard the sound of her gun cocking.

“No-” you felt the bullet go through your leg as you collapsed onto the floor.

She tried to hold you, before getting pushed aside.

Peter?

You saw the alpha grab Kate, running into the Hale House.

Everything was moving too fast for you to keep up, your head was spinning, hey everything moved slowly. You saw a bright light as you scrunched your eyes, seeing Peter’s face flash in front of you.

You remembered seeing the same look on him after the fire, his entire body was scorched.

“Derek-” your voice broke as you tried to pull yourself to Peter, seeing Derek’s claws in the air.

“Don’t-” your voice was barely above a whisper as sharp tears filled your eyes, watching Peter’s body collapse on the floor.

No

He can't be

You pulled yourself to Peter’s body, pulling him into your arms.

More and more tears fell from your face, his body was limp, there was no heartbeat.

You wrapped your arms around him tightly, sobbing quietly.

—

“I got you some water,” your face was turned away from Derek’s, you kept your eyes on the wall beside you.

“How do you feel?” you couldn't bring yourself to yell at him, you were tired.

“Have you taken your meds yet? They’re right here,” he placed a smaller cup next to the cup of water.

“I’m the alpha now,” flashes of Peter’s body came to your mind as you closed your eyes, wincing as a tear slipped down.

“I didn't mean to upset you-”

“Please just leave,” your voice broke slightly.

“(Y/N), I need to… all these things-” 

“Just leave, Derek. Please.” 

There was a moment of silence as you wiped your tears away.

“I’m not leaving you again, I’m sorry,” you shook his head.

You let out a shaky breath, wiping your face before slowly laying back in the hospital bed.

You wanted it all to drift away, you wish you could forget all about the events from the past weeks. You wanted to forget about the Hales completely, forget about meeting Derek, forget about Peter dying, but you knew you couldn't. At the end of the day, you would be dead without them, if you still lived at home.

This isn't fair

You closed your eyes, letting a tear slip down. You couldn't sleep, but you couldn't stand to see Derek any longer. You unshelled deeply, burying yourself under the blanket while Derek took a seat next to your bed, watching over you.

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Can I get prompt 51 with Derek Hale🥺

"I can walk, I'm fine," Derek helped you to the couch, your arms around his shoulder as you limped, taking a seat.

"You're injured and you're bleeding, just let me help you. What were you thinking, going in after I told you not to? You could have avoided getting hurt, you know," you watched as he walked around, grabbing a small first-aid kit.

You sighed deeply, putting your hand on your wound.

"I'm sorry, I was-" you started.

"It doesn't matter, just hold still," you nodded softly as he lifted up your shirt while you winced.

"Sorry," he apologized.

You clenched your jaw, shaking your head.

You watched as he gently sterilized the wound, letting out a shaky breath.

It was silent, but it was a comfortable silence, nothing was awkward.

You looked in slight shock as he continued to patch up your wound, being careful. You thought back to all the things you'd heard about him, everything Stiles and Scott ever told you, they were wrong.

Derek was kind, he was helping you.

"I'm done," you tried to get up before he stopped you once more.

"(Y/N), just sit down and rest for a minute," he replied.

"Fine. You know, you're not who I thought you were," you started.

"Is that supposed to be a bad thing?" he replied.

"You're better," he gave you a look before you saw a soft smile on his face.

"Dude, your face is twitching, it looks like you're trying to smile. Let me help you," you put your hands in his cheeks as he pulled okay, scoffing.

"Okay, you're insane." he scoffed.

You smiled softly before he sat next to you on the couch.

"If you tell anyone, I'll kill you," he said.

"Are you gonna rip my throat out with your teeth?" you mocked him as he rolled his eyes.

You smiled to yourself before he sighed.

"You can stay here for the night, just be careful, okay?" he said.

You nodded before he gave you a small smile.

"Goodbye, Derek," you laid back on the couch, closing your eyes.

"See you," you heard him walk up the stairs as you smiled to yourself, feeling a slight warmth in your chest.

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