can i take back what i said

for someone so mild, you’ve got nothing on but a snarky smile. your beliefs gather like the copper coins beneath my mattress. you’ve been looking so much more like your demons these days. it’s good to see you’ve grown into them. I’ve heard the wolves howl to you now.

I hear you’ve been snatching terrible dreams right out of the children’s head. you make believe in worse things than miracles. I’m following you out into the night, your horns glowing like candles in the desert. in my heart. with your shadow stained hands & your ocean eyes. you can always walk steps ahead of me, you can always run the roughest path.

you can run away. but the wind catches the scent on your woodland fur. preach all you want about saving me, my eyes are after you like sparrows leaving their tree. I will never take back what I’ve said: you’ll always smell like mandarins to me.

—  SUPERSTITIONS // Patricia Camille Antony
  • Doranbolt on GMG Day 3: I'm taking you to prison, Jellal!
  • Doranbolt 3 days later: Ehh, I took Cobra back to prison, but I guess I'll just. Let you go. I mean, I know you broke out of prison and all, and you released Nirvana and ran the Tower of Heaven, but like. You can go. You owe me, though.
Top 20 Sterek Fics 2016

Just like last year, we have decided to put together a list of fics that we read this year that we really enjoyed! So many great ones were posted but these are our personal favorites. 

Here’s last years list if you want to check it out - (x)

Have an amazing 2017 guys!


Windows by dr_girlfriend (28/28 | 83,006 | NC17)

Derek has a new neighbor who won’t stop looking.


“You’re blind,” Derek said flatly, the anger draining from him so suddenly he felt almost woozy. His vision cleared, his claws sliding back into blunt fingernails.

“Thanks for the memo, genius,” the kid said acidly. “I can still fucking defend myself, so don’t take another damn step.”

“Fuck, I…I’m sorry,” Derek stuttered.

“What?!” The kid’s brow crinkled. “I mean — what?! You’re fucking sorry!?” His lips thinned into a harsh line. “What, is this some kinda Hallmark movie where you’re discovering the error of your ways because you don’t want to rob a blind person?! That’s fucking condescending, man. I’ll have you know that —”

“Just, wait.” Derek interrupted what was apparently the start of a convincing argument as to why he should rob the kid after all, feeling his head start to spin. “This is — it’s a misunderstanding. I’m — I’m not robbing you. You’re — you’re safe, okay? I’m taking three steps back. Just — just let me explain.”

“Explain why you came busting into my apartment? Yeah, go right ahead, man, I can’t wait to hear this epic tale.”

Capes are Cool (but they don’t make a hero) by chantelle82 (3/3 | 7,068 | PG13)

The story of how Stiles and Derek fall in love and became heroes - to each other

Numbers by standinginanicedress (1/1 | 11,150 | PG13)

“I’m magic,” Stiles raises his hands in the air and puts on a serious facial expression. “I have the sixth sense.”

“The sixth sense, huh? Is that what they’re calling bullshit these days?”

Stiles’ lips purse down hard, but he still smirks. Derek wonders if there’s any single facial expression that Stiles can make that isn’t in some way at least slightly amused, whether at himself or the expense of others. “Non-believers aren’t welcome at my table, Derek.”

It’s Too Early For This by thepsychicclam (1/1 | 4,966 | PG13)

Derek loves his job at the coffee shop, especially because Stiles comes in for coffee before early Saturday morning lacrosse practices. The problem is that Derek is too shy to do anything about his crush, and the situation is not helped by the rivalry between the basketball and lacrosse teams.

Hale Construction by Mynuet (1/1 | 8,342 | G)

Derek gets a business and a home. Stiles gets his own Batman. The sheriff gets hash browns. The Stilinski household is expanded without anyone quite talking about it.


A Heart is a Heavy Burden by lielabell (13/13 | 41,242 | PG13)

In Which Stiles: is accosted by unhappy witches, becomes friends with fire demons, is rescued by darkly handsome wizards, discovers hidden inner depths, is introduced to princes, and finds true love. Though not necessarily in that order.

(Or the Howl’s Moving Castle AU fusion fic you never knew you wanted but are delighted to have.)

French Silk Pie, Baby by KuriKuri (1/1 | 2,649 | PG13)

“See, your angel of a sister - ” Derek scoffs. Cora hasn’t been an angel since she was five months old. “ - agreed to date me, because my visa is about to expire and - ”

“I’d have to marry you for that, dumbass,” Cora butts in, rolling her eyes.

“Are you saying you wouldn’t marry me to keep me in the country?” Stiles asks, sounding mildly offended.

“Hell no,” Cora snorts, earning her a wounded look from Stiles.

Twice in a Lifetime (AKA The Importance of Snuggle Buddies) by normalcatbehaviour (1/1 | 1,761 | G)

It takes him a while to actually notice it’s not just Stiles sprawled across their couch, but to be fair to him, he isn’t really thinking about anything but finally getting some sleep and maybe liberating one of the cookies that Stiles thinks are well hidden behind the microwave. He’s half way to covering the boys up with a blanket when he finally notices.

That is definitely not Scott McCall.

It is in fact definitely Derek Hale. Derek Hale the 26 year old. Who his son is currently lying on, head tucked under Derek’s chin, Derek’s hands clenched in the back of his t-shirt.

“Um,” the Sheriff says. He wasn’t prepared for this.

tongue of dog and blind-worm’s sting by Zercalo (7/7 | 51,909 | NC17)

In order to keep the identity of the teacher he’s been seeing a secret, Derek’s been withdrawing from his pack and family. Cora, frustrated with his alienation and a little lonely, clings to the first nonjudgmental person who offers companionship – which happens to be that odd Muggleborn Revenclaw who’s always hanging around the Gryffindor common room.

She hasn’t befriended Stiles for Derek’s sake, but Derek just might reap the benefits anyway - if he pulls his head out of his ass and quit the stupid self-sacrificing act.

No Homo by RemainNameless (11/11 | 84,064 | NC17)

Stiles’ sophomore year starts something like this:
3 FourLokos
+ 1 peer-pressuring cat
- 1 best bro to end all best bros
= 1 Craigslist ad headline that reads “str8 dude - m4m - strictly platonic”.
Derek is the fool who replies.


Filter Out the Starlight by skoosiepants (1/1 | 12,238 | PG13)

“Why are you not more curious about me?” Stiles says when Derek’s got the door half open, sun spilling over the dark wood, dust motes spinning about his legs. Stiles is wearing fabric that hasn’t been invented yet, he’s clutching a smart phone to his chest, and he appeared out of nowhere, like an angel.

Softly, Derek says, “We all have our secrets,” and closes the door.


A heartbroken Stiles accidentally travels back in time to find his one true love. A harlequin-ish Christmas romance.

Regression to the Mean by theroguesgambit (1/1 | 16,546 | R)

There aren’t really words for this. “Sure, dude. Let’s hang out sometime and bond over the fact that our lives suck and we’ve both basically killed a bunch of people by accident” doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue.

Prompt: In the aftermath of 3B, Stiles and Derek learn to trust, learn to fuck, and learn to love themselves, each other, and their pack.

I Breathe Disaster by TamzStripped (12/12 | 84,946 | NC17)

“No. I’m not doing it. You can’t make me, Scott.”

“Don’t be such a wuss. You don’t want to die, do you? This is the only way to keep you safe from the Alpha pack.”

“Why not Danny? He’s actually gay, kind of adorable, and doesn’t look at me like he wants to shut me up…with his teeth.” Stiles threw his arms out in front of him, Scott shook his head for the thousandth time. “Why not?”


How Stiles went from hating Derek, to wanting to cuddle him, to hating him again, to kissing his boo-boo’s, to waxing poetic, then finally laying his life on the line to save him. Funny how things turn out.

Don’t You Wanna Be My Sky? by WhoNatural (1/1 | 9,420 | G)

Stiles got ratted out by the Realm Guard for sneaking off with Scott a total of seven times before his dad buckled, promising sabbatical once Stiles reached Faehood, and enough Earth culture in the meantime to have him talking like a born-and-bred Californian teenager.

He just didn’t have the tan.

(Or, in which Stiles is a Frost Fae sent to the Earth Realm on the Fae version of Rumspringa and immediately falls head-first into a Coffee Shop AU)

Mauve by bleep0bleep (1/1 | 7,380 | NC17)

It’s been ten years since he’s seen Derek Hale, but Stiles would recognize that ass anywhere.


The Fixer and the First Son by ebjameston (10/10 | 47,625 | PG13)

“You want me to arrange a political marriage for your son?” Stiles repeats dumbly.

“It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve done this,” Talia Hale says, dark eyes twinkling over her impeccable blue pantsuit. “Senator Harvey and Elise’s match worked out perfectly, and they’re actually quite in love, from what I hear.”

“George Harvey was a little-known senatorial candidate from Kansas at the time, Madam President,” Stiles says slowly. “Your son – you, Mr. Hale,” he directs toward the man pacing tiny circles behind the president’s chair, “are the nation’s most eligible bachelor. Literally. I saw it on the cover of People.”

(Stiles is a political fixer. Derek is the president’s son. I’ve been watching too much Scandal.)

Part 1 of Stilinski & Associates

steal my breath away by stilinskisparkles (1/1 | 4,454 | PG13)

This is the worst organised robbery I’ve ever seen,” Derek comments as he begrudgingly does as he’s told.

“Nobody asked you,” Stiles huffs.

Home by TheTypewriterGirl (17/18 | 160,430 | PG13)

January seventh. Seven days since the start of 2015, and seven days since his father’s death.

The bastard, he thinks bitterly. The past year Derek Hale had made it blatantly obvious that he hated his scrawny guts, taking every given opportunity to shove him up against a wall, growl threats in his ears and roll his eyes whenever he stepped into the room, muttering some snide comment about how spastic or idiotic he was.

So why did he fucking volunteer to take him in?

Sowing Season by WeAreTheCyclones (28/? | 177,873 | R)

Just a bunch of kids doing teenage stuff: starting bands and terrorizing teachers and hurting like hell and falling for each other. The usual.

Part 3 of Play Crack the Sky

The Circus at the End of the World by mikkimouse (25/25 | 91,049 | NC17)

Three hundred years ago, the world ended not with a bang or a whimper, but with magic.

Since then, magic has been outlawed, and the world has clawed its way back to some kind of stability, with people and shifters alike divided between living within the walled safety of the Havens, or the small, less protected outposts dotting the frontier.

Derek Hale and his sisters, Laura and Cora, are the proprietors of Hale’s Circus of Magic, Monsters, and Mystical Wonders, known colloquially as the Circus at the End of the World. They and their ragtag pack ride the rails between the outposts and the Havens, performing for those who can pay (and some who can’t). Their circus is a small haven in and of itself, a place of safety for those who have nowhere else to go.

It’s a quiet life…until Stiles Stilinski joins the crew.

The circus has something Stiles needs—a ticket into the Haven of Santa Francesca. His father has been abducted, and Stiles is determined to get him back no matter what he has to do.

But Stiles has another secret, one that puts him and every member of the circus in danger. And if he’s not careful, it could get them all killed.

“I love you.” she said. “I love you that it was the hardest for me to let you walk away so easily. I don’t want to see your back against me and I can’t pretend that it’s alright with me. To hear you said the words which sound like my worst nightmare and seems to threaten my world. I don’t want to listen as those will crush every part of my being to pieces. Words are never enough to describe how much it hurts. I love you, that even if it will take time for me to accept the truth, I will still do the thing that’ll make you happy. Just like what I’ve promised from the very start.” she breathed so hard and stared at his eyes. She looked at her world as she cried silently. She touched his cheek with her hand and put her forehead on his. She closed her eyes and for a moment, all of their precious memories came crashing back. And like diamonds, she buried them deep down and hope that no one will see it except for her. As she opened her eyes, she said the last words she thought she will never say, “I am letting you go. Yet I will never say goodbye. Because I still believe that, someday, we will meet again. And I hope, that maybe then, you’ll be happier. Maybe then, I’ve moved on. Maybe then, my heart is whole again.” With that, she took a step back and turned her back on him. She started walking away and looked at the only star in the sky. She smiled, and as her tears kept on falling down, she whispered, “I love you.” Again and again until her eyes got tired of crying.
—  ma.c.a // Yes, I Do

We have a party of a gnome sorcerer, a pirate human barbarian, a half-orc cleric and winged variant fallen angel. I play the fallen angel variant (had to sacrifice some things so I didn’t have a level adjustment), that being said, one of the things that I got to keep was being able to speak in any language. 

Cleric: Fallen angel, here, take this pigeon and send a message back to the town we came from - only you can do this.

Fallen angel: oh…? Oh!!! ‘Coo, coo coo cooo. coo coo.’

-Party members all laughing-

Cleric: what…what are you doing?

Fallen angel: I mean….this is the only thing that I can do that you can’t…? Isn’t this what you wanted…??

Cleric: I meant like…send a letter? With quill and paper???? The guy doesn’t speak pigeon? 

Fallen angel: OH. That does make more sense then speaking pigeon. Huh. Good call. 

it was a shitty thing that happened to isak. he never should have had to answer to people about his sexuality. it was wrong, and it would have been important to see that conversation with emma, to see them both sorry for how it played out.

but it makes me think, too, where does the finger of blame stop? even knowingly hurt sonja. sonja told emma. emma was thus hurt by isak and probably told some close friends who she trusted. so then who knows who told who?

it’s ugly, what happened, that’s the point. there’s unknown consequences in talking out of turn. (this was seen again when vilde text isak about even’s bipolar). and I think skam did a great job of showing just how detrimental our words can be. words said on a whim, words without thought or feeling, words hateful and against other people (and ourselves as well).

the beautiful thing here was isak taking a step back from all that, thinking, I don’t want to live like that any more, I don’t want to be dishonest or scared or resentful any more, I just want to be me. and I think we saw that person today.

BTS as shit I (Admin Unnie) have said/done
  • Jin: come home from school, gather up all the snack food, pig out on the couch until my mom comes home, "what's for dinner?"
  • Yoongi: sleep for 14 hours, get woken up for dinner, cry and ask to go back to sleep
  • Hoseok: constantly be told to be quiet and stop yelling because I'm excited
  • Namjoon: get 31 on the ACT first time I take it, can't figure out how to make the TV work
  • Jimin: stand completely still, slip and almost fall into friend causing us to almost tumble down a mountain
  • Taehyung: have no friends at church because I spend all my time with the babies
  • Jungkook: flunk out of Calculus

I want to take some time to say something to you all. I first want to say that over these past several weeks into the orange entity’s presidency, there’s been a spike in racism, sexism, zenophobia, and other atrocities I can bear to think about right now. I’m feeling a bit lost right now, to be honest. But I want to let fellow introverts know that whatever you’re dealing with or experiencing, you’re safe here. Regardless of whether you’re an immigrant, part of the LGBTQ community, a POC, or a combination of multiple groups, this is a safe space. Free of judgment and bigotry. I know I’ve said something like this a while back, but I feel the need to say it again. You can talk, vent creatively, anything that takes away from what you’re going through right now. I’m here to listen.

If you’re an introvert, follow @introvertunites.

Planetarium // Nurseydex

a/n: short drabble based on the commission @wheeloffortune-design was doing today on their livestream. i’ll link back to that when it’s posted. EDIT: here’s the link.

“The binary star Algol is located 93 light years away. It used to be known as ‘al Ghul’, the demon star….”

”Yo, Dex,” Nursey whispered, nudging Dex’s arm. “Where’s she pointing? I can’t see what the laser is pointing to.”

“It’s the one on the left, over there.” He pointed.

“Oh, I see,” Nursey said, reaching over Dex to take a handful of popcorn. “No, wait, I don’t see.”

Nursey, it’s right—hey.” Some of the popcorn in Nursey’s fist fell out onto Dex’s lap. “C’mon, you just spilled popcorn all over me.”

“Whoops,” Nursey said, sounding entirely unapologetic. He picked a piece off of Dex’s knee and popped it into his mouth, grinning.

“The binary star makes up part of the Perseus constellation. It represents the mighty Greek hero….”

Dex threw a piece of popcorn at Nursey’s face, who immediately threw it back. Dex raised an eyebrow. “I was going to give you some of these M&M’s I smuggled in,” Dex said quietly, “but now I’m having second thoughts….”

“Eh, it’s fine. I’m more of a skittles guy anyway,” Nursey replied, shrugging. He bent his knees and propped his feet up on the seat in front of him.

“God, I can’t believe you’re such a candy snob, It’s sugar.”

A couple of rows in front of them, an older woman turned around, putting her finger up towards her lips. “Shh!” she hissed.

“Sorry, maam,” Dex apologized. He did his best to look repentant.

They tried to be quiet for a few more minutes, listening to the woman explain the science behind stars and the meaning behind constellations. The planetarium was mostly dark. They could barely see each other in the dim lights cast down from the artificial stars above them. Despite himself, Dex found that he was actually really enjoying this date. It had been Nursey’s idea, of course—who else would turn down a normal date plan like going to the movies in favor of a planetarium. But Dex had been talking about how he missed being able to see the stars, and Nursey must have remembered that, and that was pretty sweet, he guessed. Slowly, like a high schooler on a first date, Dex put his arm over the back of Nursey’s chair and let it fall onto Nursey’s shoulder.

In Greco-Roman mythology, the constellation Aquila is associated with the eagle who kidnapped Ganymede, son of one of the kings of Troy….

“You know,” Nursey whispered into Dex’s ear, “Ganymede and Zeus banged a lot.”

Dex couldn’t help it—he started giggling. “What?” he said, doing his best to keep his voice down. “I thought Achilles was the one who was into dudes.”

“All the Greeks were into dudes, Dex,” Nursey murmured. “The founders of their democracy were a same-sex couple.”

“That sounds fake, but I don’t know enough about Ancient Greece to argue with you.”

“It’s totally true,” Nursey said. “You know who else is into dudes?”

Dex sensed a trap. “…Who?”

“Me,” Nursey said. He leaned in and planted a kiss on Dex’s cheek.

“Oh my god.”

The older woman from before turned around a second time, giving them a look. This time they managed to keep quiet until the end of the show.

“So, what did you think?” Nursey asked as they left the planetarium. “Was that better than a movie?”

“Dunno,” Dex shrugged. “I guess I could be convinced.”

“Hm, I could definitely convince you…” Nursey said. He leaned in and kissed him.

“God, you’re such a sap,” Dex murmured against his lips. But he kissed back all the same.

Santa Baby

Request: Wil you plz plz plz plz plzzzzzzz do an imagine for Peter Parker that is inspired by Santa baby?????

Could you do #3 , Santa baby for Peter Parker !

AN: I know christmas is over but i’m still in the holiday mood lmao

Peter Parker x Reader

Send me a song from my holiday prompt list!

Originally posted by thorsodison

“No peeking, Y/N!” Peter yelled at me. 

“I’m not I promise!” 

Peter Insisted that I see his uniform for work because he said, and I quote, absolutely ridiculous. To which I replied “It can’t be that bad!”. So here we were, in his room, with me covering my eyes while he put on his said uniform.

“You know, things can’t really get any worse than wearing a red and blue spandex suit.” I said. 

“Hey! Don’t hate the suit!” He whined. I smirked.

“What’s taking so long?” I laid back on his bed, hands still covering my eyes. Rustling was heard from where Peter was changing.

“I’m almost done.” I heard a zip. “Okay, open your eyes.”

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Mafumafu’s friends refuse to leave his house (013017)

Mafumafu: “The morning of a Smash Bros all-nighter, in Mafumafu’s house

Mafu: “I guess it’s about time to finish up!”
Amatsuki: “What’s up with you suddenly?”

Mafu: “Don’t you guys feel sleepy just about now?”
Sakata: “Can I order take-out?”

Mafu: “Shouldn’t we… disband by now…?”
Kiyo: “Good work today! You can go home first!”

This is my house though”

Amatsuki: (reply) “How strange, even though I said I’d go home by 3 o’clock, by the time I noticed it was already 5 o’clock and by the time I noticed again it was 9 o’clock. How strange.”

Mafumafu: (reply) “And you didn’t even try to go back home, something’s really wrong with your head”

Amatsuki: (reply) “Well why didn’t Mafu-kun go back home?”

Shounen-T: (reply) “I wasn’t invited”

  • Maggie: *puts handcuffs on Lena* Your under arrest Ms.Luthor.
  • Lena: *chuckles* Well doesn't this bring back memories, ehh detective.
  • Maggie: *smirks* Ooh yeah.
  • Kara: What, you mean Maggie's arrested you before Lena?
  • Lena: In a way.
  • Kara: What do you mean in a-ooh.*glares* Oooh.
  • Maggie: *blushes* ...Ahem As I was saying you have the right to remain silent-
  • Lena: You said that last time too. *winks*
  • Kara: *breaks chair*
  • Maggie: *sweats* Not helping Luthor.
  • Lena: *smirks* Last I checked you liked-
  • Kara: *glares* Stay away from my girlfriend. *flies off*
  • Maggie: *falls to her knees and calls Alex* Babe, your sister is scary as fuck.

“Sweetheart, you can’t think like that.”

You shook your head, wiping your tears with your long sweater sleeves.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about,” you sniffed, pulling on your loose sweatpants to cover your thighs.

“I know how you look into a mirror, and hate what you see.”

Your eyes snapped to Dean’s, expecting to find judgement but instead seeing only understanding.

“I’m gonna do everything I can to help you out of that mindset, okay?” he said, softly, pulling you into a hug. “It might take a while, but I’m not leaving your side. We’ve got this, yeah?”

You sniffed, not yet believing yourself as you replied.

“We’ve got this.”

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you’re not in love with her // theo raeken

pairings: theo reaken x reader

warnings: none

prompt: x

a/n: I am so in love with this and I hope you guys enjoy this. ♡

if yelling at her in an argument doesn’t make your throat burn like you just downed 6 shots, you’re not in love with her.

He stood there in front of her, Warm tears streaming down her cheeks.

“You can’t keep acting like this Theo;” She said in a raspy voice.

He glared at her with his jaw clenched, His breath heaving.

“You can’t go punching every guy that speaks to me.”

“That guy was flirting with you Y/N, What did you expect me to do? Sit back and watch him check you out?”

“He wasn’t flirting with me and even if he was do you really think I could ever think about being with any one else but you?”

“I can’t take that risk Y/N, You’re mine and he needed to know that.” He said slightly raising his voice.

“Risk? Don’t you trust me to stay loyal to you? And how exactly am I yours? I’m not just a piece of property you own Theo!” Y/N said raising her voice as her blood boiled.

“You’re mine cause we’re in a relationship Y/N! And I can’t stand to see some other guy try to take you away from me!” He said practical shouting.

His throat was sore and burned in his neck, He felt sick to his stomach. He hated shouting at her, Fighting with her, Watching her tears stream down her cheeks and her lips quiver.  Her eyes welt up with tears again, Every time Theo would raise his voice on her she got scared, It would wreck her seeing the man she loved shouting at her in front of her.

“Damn it.” He said quietly before pulling Y/N quickly into his embrace and wrapping his arms tightly against her body, Her hands were pressed against his chest as she sobbed softly into the crook of his neck.

“I’m so sorry Y/N, I hate seeing you like this.” He said hugging her even tighter as he caressed his hand along her back soothingly.

“Then please stop acting like this, For me.” You said quietly as your breathing slowed down.

“I will, I promise.” He said kissing the top of her head.

if her eyes can’t make you stop in your tracks and think about what you’re going to say next, you’re not in love with her.

“Are you coming over after school today?” Theo asked as he leaned against a locker next to Y/Ns locker watching her exchange her books.

“Yeah, I always do T.” She chuckled.

“But why?” She asked smiling at him.

“I u-uh-“ He said looking in awe into her Y/E/C coloured eyes, He was mesmerised, As if he went into type of trance he couldn’t snap out of, Looking deep into the eyes of the girl that he fell in love with, Looking into the eyes that were the reason for him to get up in the morning, Looking into the eyes that could make his whole fucking day just by looking at them once.

She raised her brow at him with a small grin playing on her lips as he shook his head slightly to get back to what he wanted to say.

“I just want to spend some time with you.” He smiled as she closed her locker and held his hand in hers as they both started walking the halls.

“What was that about?” She asked him softly.

“Nothing, I-I just love your eyes, They’re beautiful.” He smiled down at you.

if her laugh doesn’t make you tense up your knuckles thinking about never hearing it again, you’re not in love with her.

He was sitting up against the couch in her living room with Y/N resting against him, Her head resting gently against his shoulder and her hand laying softly on his clothed stomach, His arm resting around her shoulder keeping her body close to him. They were both cuddled up in each others embrace watching a movie. Although Y/N was paying most of her attention into the movie Theo would often sneak glances at her, Looking down at the girl he would do anything for her just so she could have that beautiful smile on her lips.

Y/N let out a small laugh from the movie and Theo glanced down at her, Feeling the small vibrations that radiated from her chest to his side. He looked down at the smile playing on her lips, The small dimples that appeared on her cheeks, The way her nose crinkled ever so slightly when she laughed. Her laugh, Even the smallest chuckle would always be music to his ears, It never failed to cheer him up or make his day but looking at her now he felt anxiety creep up in his chest, In the back of his mind he thought about what would happen if her laugh disappeared, About what would happen if he could never hear that beautiful sound play in his ears again.

His arm pulled her closer to his side as his other hand curled up into a fist, She quickly glanced up at him noticing his actions.

“Everything okay?” She asked softly looking up into his crystal blue eyes.

“Yeah.” He said quietly before leaning down to press a soft kiss on her lips, He could hear her heart skip a beat and a smile play on her lips when he pulled away, She cuddled closer to him inhaling his intoxicating scent, He never failed to cause her heart to skip a beat.

if her voice can’t calm down your worst anxiety attacks  and makes you want to listen to anything she has to say, you’re not in love with her.

She looked at him intensely as he paced  around in her bedroom, His chest heaving and his breathing is in an uneven pace.

“I-I can’t do this, It’s to much for me.” He said as his hands shook when he brought one of them up to run it though his hair.

“Babe you need to calm down, Everything is okay.” Y/N said softly as she walked closer to him causing him to stop pacing and look at the girl standing in front of him.

“Every thing is not okay, Nothing is okay Y/N.” He said shaking, A worried look in his eyes as he started walking towards the bathroom learning against the sink, His hand clutching the edges so hard his knuckles were starting to turn white, His chest was heaving up and down and his eye were flashing quickly between amber and blue, His breathing was heavy and loud.

“Hey hey, Every thing is okay, just listen to my voice.” She said approaching him, His hand pressed against his back.

“I need you to go I can hurt you Y/N.” He said as his eyes turned amber.

“I’m not leaving you, You won’t hurt me.”

“I-I won’t forgive myself if I did, I need you to leave.” He growled.

“Look at me.” You said softly as you grabbed his face in your hands. He just stared intensely at you, Seeing all of your features up close.

“I need you to listen to my voice can you do that for me?” She said softly.

He just nodded as his eyes closed, He tried focusing on her voice.

“I’m here, With you. I won’t leave you; Not now not ever, Okay?” She said looking at him, Her hands still cupping  his cheeks.

He just nodded as he stayed focused on her soft and soothing voice.

“You’re going to get through this, And I’ll be with you through it all. I love you Theo and I need you to calm down for me.” She said caressing his cheek with her thumb softly. His breathing had slowed down and he regained his control, His eyes opened up to reveal the bright blue eyes that Y/N loved.

“You okay?” She asked giving him a small smile.

“Yes, T-Thank you.” He smiled at her as she returned him a wide smile before pressing her lips against his lips ever so gently but even then they could both feel the sparks between them, The electricity running through their body from the slightest touch, The way their heart fluttered when their lips were pressed against each other.

if her smile doesn’t make your chest quake and your lungs shrink but feel refreshed all in one motion, you’re not in love with her.

Theo eyes flickered open as he adjusted to the soft light filling his bedroom, He looked to his side to find Y/N sound asleep, Laying on her stomach with her head laying on her hands that were tucked under her pillow, or more so Theos pillow. He admired her for a couple of minutes, How she had a couple of single strands of hair framing her face, How her smooth and pouty lips were slightly parted and how she looked to so breathtaking without any makeup on her.

He turned onto his side and brought his hand up to her back softly stroking small patterns on to the small area of exposed skin she had. His actions quickly woke her up as her eyes opened up and close back again as she inhaled a deep breath.

“Good morning.” She managed to say quietly as her eyes opened up slowly to meet Theos gaze.

“Good morning baby girl.” He smiled down at her before pressing a soft kiss onto her forehead. He pulled back to see her look at him with pure adoration in her eyes and a smile playing on her pink lips. Seeing her smile first thing in the morning was one of the reasons if not the reason for Theo to get up in the morning, Her beautiful smile was enough to make his breath hitch in his throat and make his heart race, But even then her smile sent a calm wave through him.

“Have I ever told you that I love your smile?” He said to her in a his raspy voice.

“No I don’t think you have.” She chuckled softly as her smile only grew wider.

“Then I’m telling you know that I love your smile, And that seeing it makes my whole fucking day.” He said bringing his hand up to stroke her cheek gently.

“Really?” She asked biting her lip.

“Really.” He said as he pulled her closer to him by her waist before leaning down to connect their lips in a loving but passionate kiss.


“I don’t understand why they keep picking on you. You’re the scariest one out of us all.” Eric said as you washed the blood off of your hands. 

“Don’t joke, Eric, I’m not entirely proud of what I did.” You said thinking back to the group of guys who’d cornered you thinking they could push you around because you were an amity transfer. 

“I’m not joking. I’m glad you can take care of yourself; it’s one of the reasons I love you.” Eric said wrapping his arms around your waist from behind and resting his head on your shoulder. 

“I love you too.” 

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Teen Wolf imagine

*This is the first imagine I’ve written in a while, so I’m sorry if it’s a little dusty.*

Prompt: Season 6 in general. 

Summary of imagine: After Stiles’ disappearance, Y/N know’s that something is missing, and knows exactly who. After trying to get someone to believe her, her parents decide it’s time to go to Eichen House and see if the problem persist or goes away. While in there something changes her, something that can help the pack take on the shadow hunters and bring back the missing of  Beacon Hills. 



Originally posted by marvelprincesspants


“Scott, I’m serious, something bad has happened to Stiles, we have to go find him!” I exclaimed, tugging on his arm. 

“Y/N, what is this Stiles you’re talking about?” he said confused. 

“What do you mean who is Stiles? Stiles has been your best friend since you were four and in the sand box! He’s everyone’s friend!” I yelled getting angry. 

Why could no one seem to recall him? Why only me? As I ran down the halls, asking everyone I saw if they knew Stiles, and where he was. The only answers I received was, ‘are you okay, do you need to go see the guidance counselor?’ or ‘is see crazy?’. I frantically ran down the hall as fast as I possibly could, until I hit a wall. I looked up hoping to see Stiles, but unfortunately it was only Mr. Douglas. 

“Y/N, are you oka-” 

“No, I’m not okay, Stiles is gone, and I need to find him. No one believes me that he was here, and that he was our friend. Please just help me look for him.” I pleaded, crying. 

“Here why don’t we go look in the database system. I’m sure if he was here, that would tell us, okay?” he stated. 

“I mean, I guess it would help..” I sniffled. 

“Go ahead to my classroom, I’ve got to drop these off to the office and I’ll be right along.”  

I nodded and pushed my big rimmed glasses up my nose, heading towards the classroom. He’s still got to be in the system right? I mean they can’t erase everything, can they? All these questions popped into my head as I walked into the classroom. 

“Alright, let’s see here, what was his name again Y/N?” 

“Stiles…Stiles Stilinski.” I said walking around the desk. 

“Okay, Stiles, Stiles, Stiles…I don’t see anything here for a Stiles. Are you sure you’re okay?” 

I started hyperventilating and freaking out. Where was he? 

“I……need……Scott.” I said in between breathes before passing out.


“Y/N, help, you need to find me, and fast. Time is running out.” I heard Stiles’ voice, but I couldn’t quite see him. 

“Stiles? Stiles hang on I’m coming!” I yelled running forward, but only to be stopped by this creature with a hat and long coat. 

“Y/N, no don’t make eye contact!” I heard him yell. 

I look down, as he raised a gun to Stiles’ blurring body. 

“NO-” I screamed. 

“NO!” I screamed as I sat up in the nurses’ office bed, panting and sweating. 

“Y/N are you alright, what happened?” I heard. I looked over and saw Scott, Lydia, Malia, Liam, Mason, and Hayden all sitting around me. 

“What-..What happened?” I asked rubbing my head. 

“You had a panic attack.” Mrs. Martin said walking in. “Your parents are here. We discussed some plans we think might help you. We’re going to admit you to Eichen House, just for a couple weeks. If it helps great, if not then we’ll go from there. Okay?” she said calmly, with my parents standing behind her as they look at me with sorrow. 

“But mom, don’t you remember what they did to me?” 

“Honey, she’s not supernatural. She’ll be okay for a couple of weeks. We’re looking at a possible schizophrenia case. We’re doing what could be best for her.” 

I sobbed at the though. “How am I to help Stiles?” 

“There is no such thing as a Stiles, Y/N. So stop with the nonsense.” my father yelled. “This is why we’re in this situation.” 

“Mrs. Martin, Eichen guards are here.” the principal said. 

“Alright, Y/N, either we can walk out to the car easily or go uneasily.” my mom said calmly. Two guards walked in with a big bag, as they looked at me. I looked at everyone in the room. Was I really that crazy, that I had to go to Eichen? 

“Can I just say a quick goodbye to my friends?” 

“Of course.” with that they all walked out the door. 

“Will you guys come get me out, like you did with Lydia?” I asked quietly.

“We think its best if you stay there, you know, and ride it out.” Scott said. 


“Y/N its only for two weeks, I think you’ll be okay.” 

“Alright Y/N, you ready.” 

All I could think about, was how unimportant I was to all of them. That they would just let me sit there and be tortured. 

“Its for the best Y/N.” Liam said. 

“Yeah, well some friends you are. I hate you all. Never talk to me again.” I spit out, starting to feel the anger and wanting the lash out. 

“Guys, I think you need to sedate her.” Mrs. Martin yelled out holding them all back. Everything went blurry, as soon as they came at me with the giant needle. 

~ Two Weeks later ~

“Alright Y/N, you’re free to go!” my ‘counselor’ exclaimed while walking in. I had just applied the last of my red lipstick. “How are you feeling?” she asked.

“Never better.” I smirked. 

“Well after that little shopping spree we took you guys on, you’ll be all set to go back to school today.” she laughed. You see, me and my ‘counselor’ had gotten really close. I say it that like that, because she actually was a siren, she came here to help people discover who they really are. She said, I was possessed, and she helped me control it. I had demons that could control any creature Beacon Hills had, and after being discovered, it changed my entire look. My clothes didn’t fit, I had grown in places I didn’t know could grow anymore, and my facial features had grown darker. We had to go shopping for new everything. 

“I’d say you’re ready. Good luck, and call me if you need me.” she said as she hugged me. 

“Thank you for everything.” I said. 

I walked out to my car ready for what today would hold. 

Originally posted by mydarkrabbit


Like I said a little dusty, but it’s an idea that popped into my head, I would really appreciate some feedback, so let me know! Part 2 will be up on Friday!