brotp: scotts pack

Scott McCall Imagine- Alpha Affliction

“I could have killed you” you heard from across the school. “But you didn’t- not like you could anyway” you scoffed. “For once, could you just admit that you screwed up?” he sighed. “For once, could you just except that you’ve been beaten?” you returned. “Who the hell are you talking to Y/L/N?” coach asked, breaking you out of your werewolf hearing. “Christ, no need to shout” you whined, holding your head due to how loud he sounded. “Language! Don’t make me give you detention on a Monday morning” he yelled, already walking off to go and scold Greenburg, for something petty most likely. You opened your locker door and grabbed your books, you smirked into it after sensing someone familiar. You slammed it shut and the person standing behind it barely waited a second before beginning to grill you. “What on earth were you thinking? I’ll tell you what, you wasn't” he lectured. “Stiles, I’ve literally just gone through this with McCall” you rolled your eyes. “We both know he has a soft spot for you, but I’m telling you, stop messing with his head!” he warned, using unneeded hand gestures. “No one got hurt!” you stated. “But they could have” he issued. “But they didn't” you growled, letting your eyes flicker red for a brief second. There may have been a slight run in with yours and Scott’s pack, that turned a bit sour last night, but it turned out alright in the end. “Someone’s going to get hurt if you carry on the way you are with Scott” he told. “Are you threatening me Stilinski?” you asked, smirking with amusement. “No, but I am warning you, the worst thing you could do is break his heart. You know what happened to him in the past, if you’re looking for a weak spot, pick anything but that” he said, before walking off down the hallway. You stood there for a second and dropped your head, knowing exactly what he was talking about.

But things weren’t always like this. You didn’t ask to be an alpha and by no means did you intentionally kill someone for it. You used to be happy, you belonged to your older sister’s pack- a peaceful pack. When the Darach showered up, she needed to get your pack out of the way,  because your sister was too close to revealing Jennifer Blake for what she was. Most of you died, but you managed to survive. You had to stand and watch as the members of the pack you grew up in, screamed in agony at the wolfs bane, that made its way around their bloodstreams. You knelt beside your sister, it was the only time you had seen her cry. You took as much of her pain as you could, but there was no hope. You closed your eyes and allowed your sobs to be muffled by your hand that covered your mouth. “Please- It hurts” she begged. “I cant” you said, shaking your head as tears fell from your cheeks. “Please” she begged once more. You couldn’t watch her struggle for breath, when she had been so powerful in life. The one person you didn’t want to lose- was now begging for you to end her life. You cradled her motionless body in your arms, feeling the pain she felt. “I’m sorry” you whispered, before taking her life in one brisk movement. You screamed and sobbed for hours afterwards, until the remaining pack members had to pry you off of her body. You hated your red eyes, but hated the blue that hid under them even more. You lost you sister- your best friend that day. But you couldn’t grieve forever, with your remaining strength you held the pack together until it grew in size and power. However, what happened that day changed you. Your personality included, you could tell people missed the old you, in fact you did too but some things are unavoidable in life, and this was one of them.

“I’ll see you later” you said to one of your pack members, before you went your separate ways. You checked the time on your phone, it was half nine and you had only just left school. Long story short, you had been on alpha duty all day, trying to prevent your pack from killing Scott’s. You even had to stay and wait for Lacrosse practice to finish, because of a few of them being on the same team as the others. You put your phone in your back pocket and crossed your arms to try and preserve a little more heat because you had a long walk home and only a thin leather jacket on, wolf heat or not it was absolutely freezing out. You walked for about ten minutes until you let out a loud sigh in frustration. “Are you still not done following me Scott?” you shouted, proceeding to walk. All of a sudden you felt someone next to you. “How did you know?” he asked, in both curiously and embarrassment. You simply glowed your eyes red at him, surely he knew you’d be able to smell his scent and hear his heartbeat, considering you’re a werewolf and all. “Oh right” he mumbled as your eyes faded back to their usual colour. “So are you going to tell me why you’re stalking me?” you asked, tilting your head. “I wouldn’t call it stalking” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m pretty sure that’s what the Sheriffs Department would call it, oh wait it doesn’t actually matter, I’m sure your father in law will let you off with it” you said incredibly sarcastically. “How many times do I have to tell you? Stiles is not my overprotective boyfriend!” he raised his voice, meaning it echoed through the empty streets. You stared at him, trying to keep a straight face after hearing him sound like a seven year old boy. It didn’t last long until you both burst out laughing at the same time. “Woah, has the ice queen melted?” he asked, referring to how he’d only ever seen you scoff and smirk bitchily after becoming an alpha. “Not quite” you said shortly, as both of your laughs came to a stop. “No seriously though, why are you following me?” you questioned, killing the somewhat friendly mood in seconds. “And there she is” he mumbled. You simply raised your eyebrows, waiting for an answer. “Stiles thinks you’re up to something and I came to find out what” he accidently told. “Figures it would be him, he hates me” you whined. “Why would you think that?” he asked, putting his hands in his jacket pockets. You just gave him a blank expression, followed by an eye roll, Stiles made his dislike pretty obvious. “I’m sure if he got to know you more, he’d change his mind” he tried to convince. “I’ve known you all for most of my life; you, Stiles, Lydia and I’ve met you all across the years, Kira, Malia, Liam - Allison” your voice cracked on the final name. “ I mean the new you, you’ve changed and it’s something that needs to be accepted, rather than ignored” he tried to sympathise. “Don’t try to understand Scott, you have no idea what it’s like” you claimed, stopping still. “My first love died in my arms, because I dragged everyone into the supernatural world. I did that, me!” he also stopped and raised his voice, in built up emotion rather than anger. “I had to kill my own sister Scott, it isn’t a competition of who’s life is the shittest!” you matched his volume. “But look at yourself, you’re too busy hating the world for what its done to you, that you didn’t realise, and still don’t realise that all we’ve ever tried to do is help you” he ranted. “I have no one Scott. All I had was her and when she died, she took a part of me, a part I’ll never get back- and no one was truly there for me when I was hurting, I still am hurting.  So forgive me, for not being the optimistic idiot I used to be” you retort. “You pushed us away, we tried to help you but you wouldn’t let us. Look, I’m sorry about your sister and I wished we could of helped you- but you cant carry on like this”  he said, a lot softer. “Carry on like what?” your volume remained loud and aggressive. “You cant carry on being a temperamental physco- like a ticking time-bomb” he regretted saying it, the second he finished speaking. “Watch me” you replied laconically. You proceeded to walk off, before Scott saw the tears that welled up in your eyes.

“I’m going to kill him” you growled, eyes glowing red. “Who?” one of your pack members asked, slightly amused. You weren’t the only one to change that day, your peaceful pack became one of challenge, confrontation and one to be feared. You weren’t psychotic murderers, but by no means were you all innocent. You paced back and forth, In the apartment building that you shared with most of your pack. “Scott McCall” you claimed, through gritted teeth. “Do it” another spoke, biting into an apple. “No one is killing anyone” another stated rationally. “What did he even do?” someone asked. You stopped still for a second and actually thought about it, putting your anger aside. You thought about the past, you remembered everything that had faded from your memory, due to your hatred and hurt clouding your vision. Scott watched one of his closest friends change into a dark and manipulative Alpha. He knew you were just trying to protect and build a pack, but he knew that you were losing yourself along the way. You remember ignoring Stiles’ calls, skipping lunches with Lydia, pretending not to see Allison in the street and you remembered telling Scott that you never wanted to speak to him again. Telling Stiles that you weren’t interested in his dumb plans anymore, telling Lydia that you didn’t care about her pointless guy stories, telling Allison that you needed time for yourself. You did push them away. You were hurting, but you were also hurting them. It was too late to apologise to Allison, to tell her that you needed her, to say goodbye- but it wasn’t too late for the others. “Omg” you mumbled, at your sudden realisation. “What?” one of your member’s asked. “Excuse me” you simply replied, pushing past them and through the front door.

You stretched out your knuckles, as though you were going to knock on the door but then quickly moved your hand away again. You had been pacing back and forth, outside of Scott’s house for about ten minutes. You just didn’t quite know what you were going to say, or why you were even there. You then decided to live by the 5 second life rule, so you quickly knocked on the door and waited nervously for what was next. When you didn’t receive a response, you figured it was late and he may have been asleep or with his Pack. You placed your weight on the door, to focus your hearing on his house, just to check if he was ignoring you. That was when the door swung open and you fell into his house. “Ouch” you mumbled, not expecting it. You looked, expecting to see Scott with a confused expression on his face, when you were met with nothing. Why would Scott, a true alpha leave his door unlocked? You stood up and brushed yourself off, before slowly walking around his house. You figured you might as well wait for him, considering you were already there and all. You reminisced, looking at the house that was once familiar to you. You stood in the doorframe of his kitchen, when you heard a heartbeat approach the front door. They stopped, before hesitantly pushing the door open. You were met by Scott, his eyes glowing red and his fangs retracted. You simply switched the light switch beside you on, and smirked to yourself. “What the hell Y/n?” he asked in surprise, his face returning to normal. “Hey Scotty” you smiled, it was what you used to call him when you were younger. He looked at you hesitantly, not sure if you were plotting your revenge from your altercation earlier. “God Scott, don’t look so on edge” you sighed. He threw his motorbike key on the side of the couch and took his jacket off. “What can I help you with?” he asked, uncertain. “I just wanted to say that I’m sorry” you said reluctantly, but honestly. Scott flashed a non-intentional smile- he was smug. Who would have thought that you would have been the one to back down from your stupid feud. “I accept your apology” he simply returned. “What? Just like that?” you asked, not sure as to what the catch was. “Y/n, I’ve always been here for you and I always will. I was just waiting for you to finally realise that” he spoke softly, taking a step closer to you. You stood up, no longer leaning your weight against the doorframe. “I shouldn’t have treated you all like shit, especially not you” you dropped your head. Scott delicately brought your head back up. “It’s okay to be hurt Y/n, but you need your friends. Lydia, Stiles-” he began to list off. “And you” you finished for him, staring into his kind brown eyes. “Yeah-” he simply whispered, and with that he leant down and pressed his lips to yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him tightly against you. You were now leaning the back on the doorframe, as he deepened the kiss. You were that lost in the moment, that neither of you heard the front door open. “Finally” Lydia accidently praised out loud, immediately covering her mouth afterwards. You and Scott slowly broke away, smiling at one another. You then both proceeded to turn to look at the full living room, both giving a small laugh of embarrassment. “That was hot” Malia approved. You looked at them all awkwardly, it was the first time you had been together with everyone like this. Malia and Kira were smiling, you didn’t know them that well but you knew you would instantly get along with them. As much as you neglected Lydia, she still stood there with pride and a beaming smile at the thought of her two best friends together. Liam looked more awkward than you, but you could already tell that he was sweet and someone you wanted to protect at all costs. You then glanced to the back of them, seeing Stiles with a straight look on his face. Your smile dropped as he approached the two of you slowly. “We’re having our weekly Pack Pizza Party, would you be interested in joining us?” he asked excitedly, with a genuine smile on his face. You relaxed and returned it, pulling him into a long awaited hug. “Ill take that as a yes” he laughed brightly, issuing to Lydia who was about to call and order them. She didn’t even have to ask for your order, it was as if you had never left them. Your friends then continued to start setting up the movie, drinks, blankets and snacks for you all. You walked over to Scott, with a sweet smile formed on your lips. He put his arm around your shoulder and pulled you close to him. “I missed this” you breathed. “We missed you” he replied, kissing you on your forehead. Although some of the members had changed, the friendship and love that kept you all together was still the same. You wanted to protect your pack, but it was time to put yourself first for once too. No more fighting, no more rivalry. It was time to focus on the new chapter in your life, which had a much brighter outcome.

Imagine

Finally telling the pack about your relationship with Theo.

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Teen Wolf Imagine- So You Kidnapped Her?

You were walking through the forest at night. Yes it sounds stupid, but in your defence you didn’t know about the supernatural creatures that are always lurking. You had a taser and bottle of pepper spray, you were sure that it would defend you from any human. Besides, it’s Beacon Hills nothing bad ever happens here. Well it never used to, recently there had been a string of murders and sacrifices but there was no way you were going to live the rest of your life in fear. You had your earphones in and you were minding your own business walking home from your friend’s house when you started hearing noises. You took one earbud out and slowly headed to the source. Whatever the noise was coming from, it was deeper into the forest and you could of sworn you heard a low growl, before an eruption of laughter. You suspected it was a few idiots from your school with one of their dogs. You saw a bright light flashing around from a phone torch, your curiosity got the better of you. You walked further in and stood behind the tree, you could make out that there were two people. “Scott you really need to work on your growl, because the twins are winning by far in that region” Stiles said shaking his head. They were in your English class, well when they actually showed up that is. “They’re also winning in the killing innocent people region” Scott retort. “Ethan and Aiden?” you mumbled to yourself. “Try again” Stiles suggested. Scott took a deep breath and you thought you saw facial hair grow within seconds, he let out a loud animalistic growl that you were certain no human could make and his eyes were glowing brightly. You jumped and covered your mouth to not scream, you began to back away. That was until you stood on a large branch and it snapped. You looked down at it for a second and by the time you looked back up Scott’s eyes and face were back to normal and him and Stiles were quickly walking over to you. “Oh god” you whispered, before turning around and walking away. You were going to run, but you were too in shock. “Heyy Y/N!” Stiles said, grinning. “Stay away from me” you replied, picking up the pace. “You didn’t see anything, did you?” Scott asked nervously. “I sure as hell did!” you retort. Stiles and Scott looked at each other, they had the same stupid idea. Each of them grabbed your arm and began walking you over to Stiles’ jeep. “Let me go!” you shouted in distress. After noticing you were panicking they let go. “Now we trust that you’re not going to run or…” Stiles began, before realising you already began running. “Stiles go get the jeep” Scott shouted, running after you. You were going in any direction while trying to find the taser in your purse, not stopping to think. Which was a stupid idea because you ended up on the empty road on the forest border. So now you were being chased on foot and by a car. “I really didn’t want to have to do this” Scott said sympathetically as he tackled you to the floor. Stiles stopped the jeep and opened the back door, they picked you up and placed you on the back seat, while you struggled and tried to hit them. They then rushed to the driver and passenger seat, quickly getting in and locking the doors.

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Throwback to September 5th, 2016 when I was discussing season 6 with my friend
Me: I think the evil they face in season 6 is going to be so horrific and terrifying that the crew has to call everyone back to Beacon Hills so they can defeat it
Friend: Yeah right, there’s no way, they said TW is done with everyone’s storylines except for Scott’s pack and Pack 2.0. Also I don’t think anyone could top Void Stiles
~~~Feb 5th, 2017~~~
Jeff Davis: We’re going to be seeing a lot of familiar faces in 6B, at least 5 older characters will be returning to TW for the final season
Colton Haynes: I’ve been talking to my managers and the TW producers and I can officially announce we are trying to clear my schedule so I can come back for 6B
Jeff Davis: 6B is going to be a lot more bloody and gruesome, very gore-y. It is definitely going to be our most terrifying season and possibly our best villain
Me: I TOLD YOU SO BITCH

Scott McCall's Sister

Imagine being Scott McCall’s sister. The youngest member of the pack. Yes, Liam wasn’t the youngest anymore. You had recently joined the pack after finding out what your brother and his friends were up to. Even your mom knew before you! They were just “keeping you safe” as they kept telling you. It was a Friday afternoon after school had finished and you were getting a lift home from Stiles, seeing as your mom or Scott didn’t like you riding on the back of Scott’s bike. You were sat in the front of Stiles’s jeep with Liam and Hayden in the back. The rest of the pack was meeting you at your house. On the way home everyone made small talk and soon enough you were home. Once you got in you went to your room and changed into something a little more comfortable, some leggings and loose crop top. You grabbed your phone charger and went downstairs to join the rest of the pack. You sat on the bar stool and put your charger into the socket in the middle of the counter. You were all thankful when your mom decided to install a socket into the counter, now nobody was fighting over who got to charge their phones. After everyone arrived at your house you all started talking about the plan to destroy the dread doctors. After planning what you were going to do, you all split into pairs. Scott paired you with Theo Raeken. Stiles was not happy, he hated Theo. You weren’t happy but it was your brothers choice, you didn’t want to argue. Stiles pulled you to the side and had a hard look on his face “if he lays a finger on you I want you to call me straight away and I’ll be there, okay?” you nodded and told him you’d be okay. A few minutes later you were in Theo’s car on the way to a warehouse. He told Scott he caught a scent earlier that morning but wasn’t sure if it was actually the dread doctors. You arrived at the warehouse and it looked so run down. You got out of the car and looked at Theo, he looked back at you and shrugged. He walked towards the warehouse and you followed closely behind him, he turned around to look at you and asked “you scared? Go in front if you want” you nodded and walked in front of him. The warehouse stank to say the least, you couldn’t describe the smell it was that bad, and it was also empty. You spun around confused, the warehouse was just a large room. You turned to Theo and he was smirking at you, “what?” you asked confused and quite scared. He started to walk closer to you and stopped right in front of you his eyes turned yellow, “are you ready to become one of us?” he asked as the dread doctors appeared behind him, you barely had time to think when Theo grabbed your shoulders and sunk his teeth into your neck. That was the last memory you had in that dirty, old warehouse. That was the day that Scott’s sister turned into a Chimera and involuntary joined Theo Raeken’s pack.

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Scott’s always been about one thing. Saving his friends. He will do anything and everything to save the people he cares about. When there’s no chance of winning, he keeps fighting. When all hope is lost, he finds another way and when he’s beaten down he stands up again! You want to find a place in his pack? You want redemption? Find another way to stand and fight!
—  Derek Hale

Imagine:
Stiles being furious when he finds out that Scott left you by yourself when the Alpha Pack were just around the corner.

“Where were you Scott?!"Stiles shouted angrily as he pushed Scott to the ground.

"I’m so sorry, I left her for 5 minutes I didn’t think anything would happen"Scott exclaimed.

"In that 5 minutes, y/n got attacked and she’s now got stitches all over her body we aren’t like you Scott we can’t heal!"Stiles shot back.

"Hey Stiles, it’s okay I’m fine, Scott can’t be in two places at once it’s not his fault you guys are brothers, brothers don’t stay mad at eachother"you limped out of the hospital room towards your two friends.

Stiles let Scott go gently, he placed his arm around your waist and helped you back to bed.
"You coming in or not?"Stiles nodded at Scott.

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“Losing a member of your pack isn’t like losing family. It’s like you lose a limb.”

Scott’s pack

[1/5] squad