brett listen to this!

Can’t Sleep Without You

Steve can’t sleep without his girl, and it’s becoming a problem for everyone around him.

Originally posted by ireneknight

A/N: This came to me forever ago listening to “Can’t Sleep Without You” by Brett Young (delightful song btw) I hadn’t written for Cap in a really long time so here we are! Hope you guys enjoy! (Please tell me if you did I’m needy af) Special thanks to @whotheeffisbucky for letting me bounce this idea off of her when it first came to me and to my clonesister, love of my life @actuallyasgardian for the read over once it was finally done.

*Flashback is in italics*

Warnings: Some swears. Mentions of a car accident, hospitals. (Also aside from me watching Grey’s Anatomy and ER years ago I don’t know anything about medically stuff, so yeah forgive me if it makes no sense.)

Words: 2,500

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He missed her. Missed her every minute. After the Accords, the civil war - her words - being forced into hiding, Bucky, just everything, she stayed. He wouldn’t blame her if she didn’t, if she needed space. Hell, she and Tony were so close before everything; they were practically siblings. He hoped they still were. They must be, he was still able to talk to her regularly. Tony had to be involved with that somehow.

Being away was torture. This wasn’t like the times he’d go on missions. On missions he had a general idea of when he’d be back to her. Plus he was usually so busy he never had time to think about missing her. But here in Wakanda, he had time on his hands. Too much of it. Bucky was back in cryo, and it’s not like he could help with any of the doctors or scientists but he just couldn’t leave quite yet. Sure there was Bucky, but he needed to repay T’Challa in any way he could.

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Just Friends

Pairing: Brett x Reader

Requested: Yes by a fab anon, thank you so much for the ideaaa

A/N: gif is not mine, sent in by the fab and amazing @joeynihil who understands my needs for a little Brett smut <3

NSFW, 18+

masterlist / coming soon

I listened to this song (fall out boy if you’re interested) mainly.

You stepped off the Devenford bus, arms linked with your 6’2 best friend who had a scowl rested on his face as he looked out over the crowd of students surrounding the bus. “Lighten up, Brett, it’s only a friendly.” You smiled, bumping your hip against his. Brett eased up at the sound of you laughter as you skipped through the crowd away from him in search of friends that you new in Beacon Hills, he stared at you weaving your way through people like second nature.

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Brett x Reader

Requested by Anon

“You must find it before the others do.” The words echoed through your head like a constant reminder that you were going to fail.

Try as hard as you could you couldn’t find what your alpha had described and you were turned around, still not used to Beacon Hills.

Just as you thought you’d found a way back to a main road you hit a dead end and an arrow whistled past, so close, that you watched it split the ends of your hair.

“(Y/N) run!” Brett yelled from somewhere, kicking you into gear as you climbed the building, running over the roof tops until you saw him and jumped down.

“What’s happening?” You gasped but before he could answer whoever was hunting you jumped onto the roof, taking shots from above.

“Just run!” He yelled, the both of you tearing away from the attacker.

You slowed and slipped in the rain, screaming when you fell behind and an arrow almost caught you.

“Don’t Worry, I’ve got you.” He gasped having skidded to a halt to help you.

“Brett!” You whimpered as the figure entered the street.

“Listen just focus on healing while you run.” Brett snapped, his hands guiding you as you blindly stumbled into a side street.

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Brett Talbot imagine

@booklover240 made this first request, so here we go!

Request; You and Brett are in a relationship. You went together with him to the game where he meets Liam again. And he was being rude but you or I step in and apologize for Brett and they are shocked to see you. And Brett gets possessive/jealous.

Originally posted by lilbetapupliam

“I can’t wait to see Liam, and give him shit for what he did.” Brett mumbled as you picked your head up off his shoulder. 

“Brett, why do you have to dwell on the past? It happened months ago.” you said. “Besides, he’s paid for it, just let it go.” you groaned. 

“Babe, he’s going to pay for tonight, when I kick his ass into next week.” he laughed. 


You rolled your eyes, for the millionth time in five minutes. Ever since you left school he has been talking non-stop about it. “How’d you get coach to let you ride with us?” he questioned.

“I told him that if I couldn’t, I would tell mom.”  Yes I know what you’re thinking, the coach is my father. Cliché right. “Brett, why do you hold a grudge against Liam?”  I hummed. 

“Because, he ruined your fathers car, just for benching him. Imagine what else he could’ve done. I’m thankful it only went as far as the car.” he grumbled. 

“Alright folks, we’re here, please make sure all your gea-Talbot get your hands where I can see them-” my dad glared at Brett. “-make sure all your gear and equipment are OFF the bus. Let’s go!” he yelled. 

After everyone was off the bus, and getting their gear, Liam Dunbar approached the scene. It was an awkward scene unfolding, then he spoke. 

“I just wanted to say.., have a good game.” he says sticking out his hand to shake. I stood next to Brett, hanging onto his arm, as he starts laughing. 

“That’s cute Liam, is that what they told you to say in anger management? Apologize and everything’s fine? You demolished coaches car.” 

“I paid for it.” 

“Yeah you’re going to pay for it. We’re gonna break you in half out there, and it’s going to be all..your..fault.” he taunted. 

Out of nowhere, two Beacon Hills boys ran over to stop the scene from progressing. 

“Hey, whoa, hey what’s going on prep-students! Welcome to our public high school, Stiles-” Stiles said as he stuck out his hand. “-firm handshake you got there. Very excited for the scrimmage tonight, but uh- no rough stuff, keep it clean out there. Alright see you on the field.” he said as he scrambled away. 

You felt really bad about how Brett treated Liam. “Hey wait up!” you yelled to the three. As you went to follow, Brett grabbed your wrist harshly, “Where do you think you’re going?” 

“To apologize for you being an asshole.” you spat back. As you went to go find them, the rest of the team oohed in the background. As you rounded the corner, you saw them come out of the locker room. “Hey, Liam!” you said “Listen, I’m really, really sorry about Brett. His ego is his only defense. Don’t listen to him, my dad has forgiven and forgotten. Okay? Go have a good game, and don’t let him scare you.” you said as you walked away. 

“(y/n)!” he yelled, and you turned around

“Yeah?” 

“Thanks.” he smiled 

“Anytime.” you smiled back. 

Originally posted by unconditionalloveandunicornspawn

Later as the game was about to start, you had to find Liam again to make sure he wasn’t backing out, because of Brett. 

“Hey Liam!” you said as you came into sight of him and his friend. “I wanted to make sure you weren’t backing out because of Talbot over there.” 

“No, I would never.” he laughed. 

“Okay, so I’ll see you soon? Good luck.” You said as you hugged. Little did you know that Liam’s eyes met Brett’s as you hugged, and Brett became overly jealous, because Liam’s hands were a little to far south for his liking. You stepped back and started walking towards Brett. “Hey babe.” you said as you went in for a kiss, and he avoided you. “What’s the matter?” you asked innocently. 

“Having fun being Liam’s girlfriend today?” he bitterly asked. 

“What are you talking about?” you asked bewildered. 

“You go to comfort him again our fight, then you hug him, and let him touch your ass?” he said angrily. “Well I’m going to tell you one thing.” he said as he grabbed you and pulled you close.” You’re mine. Not his.” he said as he kissed you passionately. When you were done it dawned on you what he was doing, and why he was acting like this. 

“Are you being jealous?” you giggled.

“No, I’m proving your mine.” he grinned and pointed in Liam’s direction. You turned around to not only see Liam, but the rest of his team looking at us. 

“You’re ridiculous.” you laughed walking towards the bleachers. 

“And you’re butt is ridiculous.” he laughed giving it a good smack. 

Originally posted by perfectfeelings

-I hope this is what you were looking for, enjoy! 

Sleep Without You

Summary: Based off of the song “Sleep Without You” by Brett Young (listen to it here)

Author’s Note: I wanted to write a little, cute something. Inspired by the fact that I’ve been reading @strongenoughfoundation‘s cute little fics every night and I adore this song way too much. 

I haven’t proof-read this. In fact, I finished it like 5 minutes ago. So, warning.

Words: 776 (the shortest thing I have ever written, so it goes quickly) 

Warnings: fluff so sweet you’ll get a toothache 


You mouthed a silent curse as you checked the time on your phone once more. You’d left for a study group nearly five hours earlier, saying a goodnight to your boyfriend with a kiss on the cheek, and had never anticipated you’d be creeping back home at two in the morning. You entered the lobby of your building, your phone still lit up in your hand as you waved to the doorman as you passed. You focused back on your phone and sighed when you saw your text to your boyfriend had gone unanswered. You figured that was a good thing – it might mean he was asleep, which would make you very pleased. As much as you loved him, you did not love that he barely slept. You often spent nights up with him – making him tea, singing him to sleep in your arms, tearing him away from documentaries. Whatever it was he needed, wanted, or missed, you were there to help him. When the stress got to be too much for him, you held him until he calmed down. You did it because you knew he’d do the same for you, always.

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Requested by @ladyannikki​​

Pairing: Brett Talbot x Reader
Warnings: Mention of ADHD (people might get triggered?)
Word count: 876


”Brett, I need to talk to you, it’s very important.” you shyly said and he nodded and guided you towards the locker room. He closed the door behind you both and gave you a sincere smile. ”What’s up Y/N?”

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Hate to Admit

Brett Talbot x Reader

•Summary: Y/n has joined Devenfords lacrosse team.The day of the scrimmage against Beacon hills, Y/n finds her self being something she wouldn’t have ever dreamed of, let’s just say she needs to get her answers from a certain jerk.

•Warnings: None

•Word count- 2010

Teen Wolf Masterlist

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A/n: First imagine, probably very bad & I apologize in advance :-)

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Freddy Frenzy Friday

…if i was going to play sort of what (Laurence) Olivier used to call those sensitive roles that needs virility brought to them to make them live, I’d better do it to Freddy Eynsford-Hill…

- Jeremy Brett in an interview with Gloria Hunniford, 1989 (Listen to the 30-minute interview here :)

anonymous asked:

40 & 41 from the March prompt with Brett talbot from teen wolf please? thank you

Brett Talbot - “You’re putting words in my mouth”

“Where were you?” Brett wore nothing but a towel around his waist and he leaned against the doorframe of the locker room. His wet hair was glued to his forehead and he wore a frown you had never seen him wearing before. “You had promised to come look at the match. Where were you?”

“I’m sorry…” You whispered and bent your head and you shifted your weight from one leg to the other. “A friend of mine really needed me and I couldn’t let her down.”

“So instead you let me down? This was one of the most important games of my life! I needed you there, (Y/N)!” Brett raised his voice a little and you stepped back while you bit your lip. “We lost, by the way.”

“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. Next time I’ll be there, I promise.” You swallowed.

“Don’t you love me anymore?” Brett looked up at you and you frowned your eyebrows while you cocked your head.

“Of course I still love you! Why do you think I don’t?” You and Brett had never fought like this before and a part of you was afraid where it would end, how it would end.

“Because your friends are apparently more important than I am!” Brett was now screaming and you tensed all your muscles while you felt the anger spreading through your veins.

You’re putting words in my mouth!” You yelled back and you saw the shock on Brett’s face when he realized that you could do this, that you could scream like this, that you could yell like this.

“You said that your friend needed you and therefore it was okay to let me down!” Brett yelled back and he curled his fingers up to hide his claws.

You were not afraid of his claws. You were not afraid of his fangs. You were more afraid of the fact that he was twisting the truth and didn’t even seem to notice. “That’s not what I meant and you know it!”

“Than what did you mean? That my lacrosse game wasn’t important? That you don’t care a bit about sports?” He raised his eyebrows and you took a deep breath before you shook your head and threw your hands in the air.

“I’m really sorry, Brett, but if you can’t even listen to what I say, I don’t think we should keep on trying to talk. It’s barely even talking anymore.” You licked your lips. “I think I’m going now and you can cool off for a bit and then you can text me when you’re capable of having a normal conversation with me again.”

“Are you breaking up with me now?” Brett hissed between his teeth and you rolled your eyes.

“No, I’m trying to prevent us from breaking up!” You exhaled and locked your eyes with his. “I want to talk this over, but not right now and not like this. You text me when you’ve calmed down and then we can have this conversation again. As civil grown ups who actually try to listen to what the other says so they don’t twist every word into something that offends them.” You turned around. “I’ll make sure the sound of my phone is on.”

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Brett x Reader

A/N: A cute idea from @supercarricat, thank you for helping me cheering me up when I had a shitty day. ♥

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For the first time in days, you were able to go to school. You manage to beat the elongated flu you got and were now able to come along with Devenford’s lacrosse-team to Beacon Hills for a game against them. Brett had persuade the coach to get you to come and now you sat happily to said person and looked out through the window.

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Worries-Brett Talbot

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

A/N: Not my gif so thank you to the original creator! This is just a little thing I whipped up, especially because I wish there was more Brett out there. Hope you enjoy!


“Brett will you just stop for one second and talk to me!” You insisted. For some reason your best friend has been ignoring you all week and won’t tell you what’s going on. You’re starting to get impatient with his attitude, so today you showed up at his house, unannounced, and have bombarding him with tons of questions. 

But to no surprise, all he does is keeps ignoring you and shrugging it off. Sure he was stubborn, but you always thought you were the one person he could talk to.

“Dammit Brett, will you just stop already” your voice was the loudest he has ever heard, causing his eyes to instantly lock to your face. However, he wasn’t prepared to see you have tears flowing down your face as you stood there with your fists clenched.

“(Y/n)” he cooed. His breath was shaky and uncertain, almost as if he was carefully choosing each word in order to stop you from crying. “I’m sorry, I really am. But you need to believe me when I say it’s better for you if I’m not in your life. You’ll be happier and safer.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean” you snapped back. He goes to reach for you, but you instantly retreat. “How can you just throw away our friendship just like that. You can’t expect me to give up that easily, you know that right?”

“Trust me, I know. I just don’t want you getting hurt” he sighed. He felt defeated and you could tell that there was something to his story that he wasn’t telling you. He sits on the edge of his bed, with his hands roaming through his hair.

“What do you mean you don’t want me getting hurt. You’re my best friend, my rock. You are the one person who I trust with my life.” You say as you sit next to him on the bed. You grab his hand from out of his hair, and lace your tiny fingers with his much larger ones.

“That’s what makes you so vulnerable, and puts you in the most danger” he says softly.

“Danger? What do you mean danger? I thought you were talking about hurting my feelings” you pause “but that’s not what you meant isn’t it?”

“No. I mean of course I would never hurt you emotionally, but I mean hurt as in physically. Because of how close you are to me, you may become an easy target.”

“An easy target for what” you question. When he doesn’t answer you right away goosebumps begin to fill your arms. “Brett, please. You’re scaring me. Just tell me what’s going on.”

“I haven’t been completely honest with you over the years” he says as you give him a look of confusion. Before you could say another word, his eyes glow a bright amber color and you let out a light gasp. “(Y/n) I’m not exactly what you think I am. I’m not normal, and my lifestyle is dangerous and wouldn’t dare bring you into that.”

“Brett I’m already in it, and I’m not going anywhere, so just tell me what’s going on and let me help.”

“I’m a werewolf, okay? I know, I know. It sounds crazy but it’s how I was born.” Brett began rambling on and on about his other life that you knew nothing about. An hour passed and now you two were laying in his bed, each on your side so that you are facing one another. Brett talked all about his pack, his special abilities, and the supernatural. You laid there in awe, as you never believed such a world existed.

“Brett can I ask you something” you finally spoke up after listening to him talk for awhile.

“Sure, I’m now an open book, and I’m sure you have millions of questions” he says with a chuckle.

“Why were you so scared to tell me” you say softly. He reaches to tuck a strand of loose hair behind your ear.

“Because you’re my best friend” he replies. A small sigh escapes your lips as you had hoped for a deeper answer. “And because if you ever got hurt I could never forgive myself.” He says as he sits himself up.

You copy him and look at his face which is covered with a worried expression.

“(Y/n), You know I love you” he says while taking your hands in his.

“Yeah I love you too, that’s why we are best friends” you say giving a soft smile.

“Yeah, of course. But I love you more than that.”

“Brett what are you talking about.”

“I’ve been in love with you. For awhile now actually. And I was so scared of telling you because if any of my enemies ever found out, you would be the first person they would go to hurt. That’s why I was just going to try and hold it all inside and just not talk to you anymore.” As he speaks you feel your heart sink deep into your chest, as you could never imagine a life without Brett in it. “What’s even worse is I’m so scared that you wont feel the same, and now I may have just lost you even more than if I were to just ignore you.”

A slow tear begins falling down Brett’s cheek and so you take your thumb to wipe it away. You keep your small hands on his cheeks as you go to turn his sulking face towards yours. You take a deep breath before you do something you’ve been longing to over the years.

You slowly inch your face closer to his, until your lips meet each other’s. Each of you move slowly, as if you want to make this moment last as long as possible. The kiss grew deeper and more passionate, as you situate yourself to where you are not straddling Brett.

“Does this mean you’ll go on a date with me” Brett says through kisses. A soft laugh escapes your mouth as you pull your face back to look him in the eyes. 

“Of course you idiot. I love you too. I was just so scared to tell you in case you didn’t feel the same” you say. He plants a small peck on your nose, which causes your face to scrunch.

“I just don’t want you to get hurt.” His tone was serious again and full of fear. “We need to be careful, and if you ever feel like something is wrong, or sense even an ounce of danger, you need to tell me. I can’t lose you.”

“And you never will” you say as you place another kiss on the boy you love. 

you could do better // brett talbot

pairings: brett talbot x reader

warnings: Low Self Esteem (?)

a/n: I am suffering from major writers block and being extremely busy with school and dance so sorry for the lack of imagines ;


You and Lydia were sitting on the bleachers watching the guys practice,

It was your free period and Brett loved it when you came to watch him practice.

He would always try to show off in front of you,

Sending winks and smirks your way that cause your cheeks to blush and your heart to race.

You looked at him in adoring eyes,

But for a while now you have been having a thought in the back of your head;

You kept thinking why he was with you,

Why he even likes you,

You didn’t understand.

You knew he could find another girl who was prettier than you and probably smarter and more social.

You were quite shy and if it weren’t for Lydia you would have probably been a total outcast by now.

“Y/N” Lydia snaps her fingers in front of your face to grab your attention.

“Hm?” You ask trying to play it off.

“What’s wrong? I can tell something’s on your mind.”

“N-Nothing, I’m just really tired.”

“Sure” She said sarcastically.

“Really, I am exhausted.” You said with a slight chuckle.

“Okay, I’m sure.”

“Fine, don’t believe me.”

“Y/N I know something is wrong, You can tell me anything you know that right?”

“Yeah, Yeah I know.”

You look back to the field to see the guys packing up and walking towards the locker rooms.

You and Lydia walk back to the school as you feel a pair of strong arms snake around your waist as Brett leans his head on your shoulder giving you a kiss on your cheek.

“Heyyyy” You said in a soft voice as you turned around to face him.

“And hello to you too.” He said before pressing his soft lips against yours in a short but loving kiss.

“I’m glad you came to see me practice.” He smiled down at you.

“And I enjoyed watching you.” You said as he bit his lower lip.

“Wanna come over to study? We do have a big test in two days.”

“I’d love to.”

“I’ll meet you after school, wait next to your locker I’ll meet you there.”

“Okay” You giggled as you leaned in to press yet another kiss on his lips.

A couple seconds later and the bell causes you two to break apart from each other in frustration.

“Meet you later.” He said kissing the top of your head before you two parted ways to your classes.


Three periods later and your day was finally over.

You were at your locker putting back the books from your previous lesson and taking out your books to study with Brett.

As your eyes wandered around the hall your sight landed on Brett,

He was talking to another girl,

Her name was Emily and she was quite a good friend of yours.

You didn’t think to much of it considering you knew they were partnered for a project they had in Biology but another thought came to your mind;

You watched the two talking,

He was the popular jock,

everyone wanted to either be him or with him,

She was blonde and tall,

She looked amazing.

You felt a sadness run through your body,

You knew he could easily find someone better than you,

That he could leave you in a second,

That it would crush your heart.

You went back to putting your books back in your locker as you felt Brett coming your way.

“Hey.” He said kissing the top of your head and then leaning back on the locker next to yours.

“Hey.” You smiled at him trying to conceal the feelings that lingered in your mind from the thoughts of him leaving you.

Brett sensed something was off,

He noticed the scent of sadness washing over you.

“Is everything okay?” He said in a soothing voice.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” You said faking a smile as you closed your locker.

Brett held your hand in his as you two walked over to his car before driving over to his place.


You sat on his bed staring at the multiple equations laid before your eyes,

Brett sat next to his desk trying just like you to try to understand what the hell these numbers are saying.

You started writing down an equation but started scribbling over it because of a wrong answer, You laid down your notebook and groaned in frustration,

Your actions caught Bretts attention as his head whipped your way.

He got up and moved your books aside and sat infront of you,

You fumbled with your fingers as your head looked down avoiding eye contact with Brett.

“You okay? You’ve been really quiet ever since we got here.”

“Yeah I told you I was fine” You looked to the side before looking  back down at your hands.

“Talk to me, I know somethings wrong.” He said holding your hand in his as his thumb lightly stroked your hand in a slightly calming way.

“Well-“ You started.

“I saw you with Emily today and it made me think,

I’m scared that one day you won’t love me anymore,

That one day you will see through my flaws,

Actually see through them and decide that you don’t like it after all,

And that me laughing too loudly and sometimes fumbling with words will start to become something you won’t find appealing anymore.

But thats not all, I’m terrified of the day that you’ll leave,

Just like everyone else did when they finally realised what kind of a mess I am.

They say if you love something let it go but please Brett don’t let me go.”

“I just don’t see what you see in me, Why do you even bother to be with me?”

You took a deep breath,

Brett was listening to you intensely,

Hearing every word you had to say and you could tell by the look in his eyes it broke his heart hearing this from you.

His eyes were admiring and loving but you could see a sadness in them.

He held up his hand to your cheek stroking it lightly before moving to your chin to lift your head so you could face him.

“Y/N, it breaks my heart hearing these words, knowing this is how you feel.

To be honest I’ve never seen a girl like you before,

I’ve never laid eyes on anyone as gorgeous as you I mean your body, the way you look makes me weak.

But thats not why I fell for you,

I fell in love with you because of the person that you are,

Your loving and passionate heart,

The way you smile, God Y/N looking at your smile makes my day.

You might be shy and quiet but you’re passionate and funny, You make sure no one ever feels alone or sad,

Y/N, I love you and I will never leave you.

There is no one better than you, You complete me,

You are my both my strength and my weakness.”

You looked into the green eyes you adored and felt a smile creep upon your lips.

You wrapped you hands around his neck as he pulled you closer to I’m by your waist,

Your head resting in the crook of his neck as he held you tight.

“I love you..” You whispered faintly.

“I love you too” He said placing a kiss on the top of your head.

“And I always will.”

Breaking the Chains

SUMMARY: After a mutual breakup with Brett Talbot, things have been rocky. And as his first full moon away from you appears in the sky, he seems to lose control and the McCall pack calls for your help to calm him down.

WORD COUNT: 1,254 words

AUTHOR: Lydia

NOTES: none, I think… enjoy!


Six days. It had been six days since she had last seen Brett, since they had broken it off. A mutual breakup, she told her friends so they wouldn’t worry, one where they had both decided it was best to call a quits. But that was the top layer, only some of the truth.

They both had felt it for a while. They were drifting, and she could tell. They talked less, hung out less often, and the certain spark was gone. Maybe it was the fact that they went to different schools or were in different packs, but it led to the feeling of longing for what used to be.

She snaps out of her thoughts, looking down at the chemistry textbook in her lap. She shuts it quietly, biting her cheek as she sets it on the other books next to her. With a low sigh she leans back, pulling her phone out of her pocket as it begins to ring. She frowns when she reads Scott’s name, quickly answering as she looks out at the full moon.

“Hey, Scotty,” she says, crossing her arms.

“(Y/n), I need you here right now,” he says quickly, a sense of urgency to his voice.

She sits up, frowning. “What?” she asks, slipping her shoes on. “Where?”

“Lakehouse,” he says. “Brett is losing control.” She grits her teeth, grabbing her car keys as she runs to the car.

“Why?” she asks, starting the engine.

“He just can’t calm down and the mantra isn’t working,” he explains, and she can hear the growling in the background. “Hurry, these chains aren’t going to hold.”

“I’ll be there in five,” she tells him, throwing her phone on the other seat and pressing on the gas pedal hard.

She makes it there in record time, jumping out of the car and sprinting into the house. She stops when she sees Lori on the couch, hands over her ears with her eyes gleaming yellow. Lori looks up at her, running and wrapping her arms around (y/n).

“Make him stop,” she whines and (y/n) nods.

“Go out to my car,” she says, dropping to one knee as a loud growl goes through the lakehouse. “You know how to start it?” She nods quickly. “Good. Start the engine halfway and turn the radio up as loud as you want it.” She kisses her forehead and the girl runs out to the car, (y/n) standing back up. She runs across the living room to the basement door, going down two steps at a time as the growling becomes louder.

“About time,” Stiles snaps, holding a bat up in front of Brett as he thrashes against the chains. The cement on the wall cracks, making Lydia jump back with Malia and Kira. Scott and Liam hold the chains, trying to keep them grounded as Brett puts up a fight.

“Put that down!” she growls, moving Stiles back as he protests about how she needs to stay back. She ignores him, kneeling in front of Brett slowly. He looks up at her, canines out with eyes glowing yellow. His eyes look hurt, growling lower with pain as he looks away from her.

“Brett, listen to me,” she says calmly, placing a hand on his face, brushing the hair away from his eyes with her thumb. He growls in defiance but doesn’t move back.

“Listen to my voice,” she says to him, looking over at the other girls. She nods to the stairs and they nod, quickly running up and shutting the door. “Brett, listen.” He trashes against the chains, Scott and Liam struggling.

“Brett!” she shouts, her voice deep with warning. He stops as she scoots to him, wiping the sweat from his forehead as she does. She pulls his chin up, forcing him to look up at her. His eyes look dangerous, a certain expression of struggle on his face which makes her frown.

“You need to calm down,” she whispers, keeping her eyes on his as he ceases to fight the chains. His breathing is deep and shallow, a growl lining each movement of his chest. “Listen to my heart and calm down.” She pulls him to her, resting his head against her chest as she runs a hand through his hair.

He listens to the slow beat of her pulse, her steady breaths training his to match them. Scott and Liam step back as his shoulders slouch, letting (y/n) support his weight as his claws slowly retract into his fingers.

“There you go,” she whispers, running her hand through his hair still. She sits down, Brett following with his head still on her chest. “Just listen to me.” Her eyes flash to the boys and she nods, signaling for them to leave. They get the message, Scott pulling Stiles up the stairs as (y/n) stays seated with Brett.

“Just stay calm,” she whispers, removing her hand from his hair. She carefully lifts his wrists, unstrapping the chains and letting them drop. He quickly wraps his arms around her, burying his face into her neck as she sighs in relief.

“I’m sorry,” he says weakly, making her pull him back. He watches as his eyes change back to normal, his fangs disappearing as her heart seems to crumble.

“For what?” she asks, pushing the hair out of his face carefully.

“For leaving,” he says. “Nothing’s changed, I still need you.” He pauses, (y/n) watching him closely. “I still love you.” She nods with sad eyes and plants a kiss on his forehead, the two leaning against each other for support like before.

“Lets get you some rest,” she whispers. She takes his hands and helps him stand slowly so he can gain some balance. He stumbles a little, his knees giving out, and falls against (y/n). She quickly catches him and stands him back up, his hands gripping her hips for support as they balance each other.

She takes his hand and walks him to the stairs, keeping him pressed against her, and they slowly walk up the stairs. She keeps him at her side as they walk into the living room and Lori shoots up when she sees her brother calmed down.

Lori stands and runs to him, barely giving Brett enough time to get on one knee to hug her. He drops, letting her run into his arms as everyone whispers quietly amongst themselves, watching him closely. Brett kisses his sister’s cheek as he stands and (y/n) nods at Scott as she leads him down the long hallway of the lake house.

“Come on,” she whispers, pulling him into a spare bedroom. She shuts the door and slips her shoes off, Brett doing the same as she pulls the covers back on the bed. She climbs under the blankets and Brett follows, pulling her to him as she covers them up.

“Sleep,” she says quietly, kissing his forehead as she keeps him close. He scoots down and lies his head on her chest so the sound of her heartbeat can keep him at bay. She runs a hand through his hair and another up and down his back, letting him lie on top of her so that their bodies fit like gears. And not before long, they fall asleep.

As You Like It: Half Calf*, Full Audio

Hark, hear the audio of the 1967 National Theatre production of Shakespeare’s “As You Like It”, in which Jeremy starred as Orlando! This is with an all-male cast and I’ve posted a few pics and articles about it before.

Here is an obligatory visual aid to help with listening: Jeremy Brett in capris as Orlando and Ronald Pickup as Rosalind (who, btw, played Barrymore in Granada’s The Hound of the Baskervilles 20 years later).

*For another visual aid, see one thousand Jeremys.

Audio, Part One:

Audio, Part Two:

Mmm, here. You need another:

Love you all! ;)

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NEWT SCAMANDER: A MIXTAPE
—a mixtape for our dear mr. scamander; tracks i imagine he’d listen to in this day and age.

i. pictures of you the cure / ii. good feeling violent femmes / iii. let’s dance to joy division the wombats / iv. creature fear bon iver / v. we’re on our way radical face / vi. into the wild lewis watson / vii. autumn in new york frank sinatra / viii. two headed boy neutral milk hotel / ix. ask the smiths / x. teenage icon the vaccines / xi. mr. blue sky electric light orchestra / xii. comeback kid (that’s my dog) brett dennen

[listen]

Anniversary-Brett Talbot

Teen Wolf Imagine:#124

Word Count: 799

Warnings: None that I can think of?

Summary: A 5 year wedding anniversary doesn’t go exactly as planned.

A/n: Day 6! Thanks @imissyoualittlemoreeveryday for helping with my idea and @joeynihil for motivating me!

Also listen to this song maybe???? 

Originally posted by imlostinsantacarla

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Too Kind To Soon

Originally posted by sourwolffangirl

Requested by anonymous:

“Hi dear! Would you be able to do a Brett talbot imagine where the reader is his girlfriend, and when theo comes into town she is adamant on giving him a chance to Brett’s dismay. Eventually, they have a fight and she goes to theo for comfort. But he hands her over to the dread doctors and then Brett comes and saves her and its all fluffy and all that good stuff? (I literally just ranted I’m sorry!!!)”

Warnings: Violence, fluff, swearing

Note: Babe never apologise for ranting/giving detailed requests! xx


“Are you sure you’re ok?” 

“Babe, for the last time. I’m fine.” Brett laughed. Your forehead creased, clearly not buying what he was trying to sell you. Brett smiled softly at you, he found your constant worrying secretly adorable.

“Look.” He spoke, moving away from your hold to lift up his lacrosse jersey exposing his abdomen. You traced your fingertips across his tanned skin, finding no trace of any injury. If you hadn’t seen him bleeding on the floor of a club two nights before you would never have believed that he’d been hurt at all.

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