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This will be my whole list of imagines and preferences. Do not steal my work, they are my own ideas and writing. 

Warning: Some contain smut and will have two stars after them. 

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And I will try my best to keep this updated. Last updated 1-23-16


1.  He’s angry with you.   - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

2.  Heated moments. **- {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

3. You see him change for the first time. {Semi Dirty} - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

4. How you fall asleep together. - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

5. The first “I love you” - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

6. PDA - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

7. blowjob ** - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam, Isaac}

8. Crying - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

9. He yells at you - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

10. Nickname he usually calls you - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam, Isaac, Derek}

11. “Baby…“  - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

12. Hickey’s - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

13. Silent-treatment. - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam, Isaac}

14. He hurts you while play fighting. - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam, Isaac, Derek}

15. Make up sex. ** - {Scott, Stiles. Theo, Liam, Isaac}

16. You give him silent-treatment - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

17. You’re sassy - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

18. “But babygirl.”  -{Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

19. “Please don’t go.” - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

20. You Shower together.  - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

21. How you kiss. - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

22. Over protective brothers. - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam, Isaac, Derek}

23. You get Jealous.  - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam, Isaac, Derek}

24. Over protective boyfriends. - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

25. Mate. - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam, Derek}

26. “Kiss me.“ - {Scott Stiles, Theo Liam}

27. You’re in heat. ** - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

28. He makes you cry.  - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

29. Distractions.  - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

30. His favorite body part on you.  - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

31. Your name in his phone. - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

32. Meeting.  - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

33. Daddy.** - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

34. Making out.  - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

35. Break ups. - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

36. Pick up lines. - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam, Isaac, Derek, Brett.}

37. Needing Cuddles.  - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

38. Makeups. {Pt.2 of Breakups.}  - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

39. His name in your phone. - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam, Isaac, Derek, Brett, Jackson}

40. Messages. - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam, Derek}

41. shorty - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam, Isaac}

42. Missing you. - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

43. Periods. - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}

44. Big Butt. - {Scott, Stiles, Theo, Liam}


Scott McCall

1. Good morning babygirl. **

2. Bad girl. **

3. Can’t stop love.

Stiles Stilinski

1. Always here.

2. Bites. **

3. Teach you a lesson. **

4. I’m sorry. **

Theo Raeken

1. Daddy. **

2. My step brother Theo. **

3. Blowjobs. **

Liam Dunbar

1.  Broken. Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

2. I want it rough **

3. Make up. **

4. Anchor.

5. Booty rubs. **

6. You’re mine.

7. I love you.

8. “I thought I lost you.”

Isaac Lahey

1. Too late to say sorry.


1. A little help. ** {ScottxreaderxLiam}

2. Sex lessons.** {TheoxreaderxLiam} Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3


Dark. - Liam Dunbar 

Merry Christmas @watsonofabitch!

I hope you enjoy this :D

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Bad Santa

“Wait, what?” Stiles sputters, spitting Cheetos everywhere. He twists round to stare at Scott, the episode of Brooklyn 99 they’re watching forgotten.

“Secret Santa.”

Stiles gapes. “Seriously?”

Scott shrugs, “I thought it would be nice.”


“Y’know, promote pack bonding or whatever.”

“And you couldn’t have mentioned this earlier?”

“I sent a text,” Scott’s face falls. “Oh, wait, I sent it a couple of weeks back, around the time your phone was broken.”

“Oh my god, Scott. When I didn’t get back to you, you could have e-mailed me. Or skyped. Or written me a letter or something.”

“There were giants, man. Actual giants. I was distracted.” Stiles rolls his eyes, and Scott sighs. “I honestly thought you knew. I didn’t make the connection between the lack of reply and the broken phone until just now.”

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Derek Hale imagine #5

Imagine: Scott finds out that Derek and his sister are dating.

Scott: Derek! Derek?! I need your help.
Scott yelled out as he walked into Derek’s loft. You see here is the thing. Derek and Y/N, Scotts sister, had always been really close.

Now Scott just found out that his sister was now dating someone and when he confronted her, she didn’t want to tell him.
Derek: What is it?
Scott: It’s about Y/N, Stiles told me that Y/N told Lydia that she is dating someone.
Derek: … so?
Scott: Well you two have always been close, you need to help me find out who it is.

Just then you walked into the loft holding a bag of groceries.
Y/N: Hey babe, I …
You looked just as shocked as Scott did when you saw him. Scott looked at Derek.
Scott: You are dating my sister?!
Derek: That’s right.

Believe It or Not. Part 12.

Summary: after being injured by the alpha, y/n can’t help her friends. So follow their wild ride to save her.

///I guess y/n isn’t really in this herself a lot but she’s talked about a lot///

(Based off 1x12 “Code-Breaker”)

“Perfect,” Peter said. Then continuing to throw y/n’s body on the ground, still unconscious.

“You’re coming with me.” Peter took a few steps forward but Stiles hadn’t moved at all.

“No,” the boy groaned, causing an annoyed Peter to turn around and look at him, “i’m not just letting you leave her here.”

“You don’t have a choice. Stiles, you’re coming with me.” Peter made his way back until he was standing right over y/n, claws extended.

Stiles squirmed, he moved so he was on his hands and knees, hovering over her body, “Just kill me. Look, I don’t care, anymore.” Stiles’ tears fell freely from his eyes, he knew time was ticking. He needed to get her and Lydia out of here quickly.

“Call your friend,” Peter offered, “Tell Jackson where they are. That’s all you get.”

Stiles immediately started to fumble his hand around in his pocket for his phone. He realized this was the only way he would be able to get y/n the help she needs.


Once Stiles told Jackson that Lydia was in trouble he hung up and full on sprinted to the lacrosse field.

As he got closer and closer, he was able to see the two girls lying on the ground side by side. The first person he made contact with was Lydia. He held her head in one hand, as his other reached for his phone.

“Come on Lydia, stay with me.” He whispered as he held her head in his hands.

As gently as he could, Jackson placed both of his arms underneath Lydia’s body. One underneath her knees, and the other right near her shoulder blades. He easily lifted her into his arms and ran her all the way to his car placing her in the backseat and then heading back her y/n.

He shifted to his other knee on the ground, reaching his hand down to check y/n’s pulse. A sigh of relief when he realized she was breathing. He then repeated his actions with her, y/n slightly groaned as he lifted her up.

“Wha- Jackson?” Her eyes started to flutter open.

“You’re going to be fine y/n, just shut up okay.”

Confused but tired, y/n let her eyes shut again already being consumed with more pain.


Stiles nervously drove his jeep, speeding as necessary with Peter in the seat right next to him.

“Don’t feel bad,” Peter broke the silence, “she’ll probably live.”

A sudden feeling of anger flooded Stiles’ mind and body, “she better live.” He whispered more to himself than to Peter, not wanting to talk to him at all.

“But the redhead, Lydia is it? If she lives, she might become a werewolf. She’ll be incredibly powerful.”

Stiles’ face twisted in confusion, “did you bite her?” He turned to look at the alpha.

“Scratched.” He clarified.

“That’s just great,” Stiles sighed, “once a month Lydia will go out of her mind and try to tear everyone apart.” He shook his head, things were already difficult with Scott being a werewolf.

Although he did worry about Lydia a lot. He had known her forever, of course he cared about her, she’s his friend. At least he was able to clarify his feelings for her now, and his feelings for y/n… Which were incredibly strong.

“Well actually, considering she’s a woman- twice a month.” Peter’s twisted humor just made Stiles angier, causing him to press on the accelerator a little harder.


“I’m not sure how long you’ll be. You want me to pick out anything specific, sweetheart?”
Allison’s mother Victoria asked her daughter, helping her prepare for leaving town with Kate.

“I just saw my boyfriend turn into a werewolf.” Was all Allison could say, ignoring her mother and replaying the images of the last thing she saw on a loop in her head.

“All right,” her mother sighed, “I’ll pick out some things myself.”

“Who was that? Was that Scott?” Allison asked.

“No. Somebody named Jackson.” Victoria answered.

“What are you gonna do to him?” The girl asked, concerned for her friend.

“That depends. We have a sort of moral code we follow. Especially when they’re that young.” Her mother said, not once turning around from her position in front of the closet.

“Scott didn’t kill anybody, he couldn’t-” Allison rushed to the defense of Scott, until her mother calmly cut her off.

“This is all part of a longer conversation.”


Stiles and Peter ended up on a random level of a parking garage. Peter pulling out a laptop.

“Good luck getting a signal down here. Oh MiFi. And you’re a Mac guy. Does that go for all werewolves or just a personal preference?” Stiles sarcastic demeanor beginning to return.

“Turn it on. Get connected.” Peter ignored the boy.

“You know, you’re killing the whole werewolf mystique thing here. Look, you still need Scott’s username and password, and I’m sorry, but I don’t know them.”

Peter glared at him, “you know both of them.”

“No I don’t.” Stiles stayed persistent, but Peter’s abilities were too strong.

“Even if I couldn’t hear your heartbeat, I would still be able to tell that you’re lying.”

“Dude, I swear to god-”

“I can be very persuasive, Stiles. Don’t make me persuade you… Especially when it comes to that pretty little girl in the white and gold dress. Where is she again? Let’s hope the hospital, for her sake.”


Jackson was running through the hospital, turning corners and running past rooms until he ran into the sheriff.

“Where is she?” He shouted, desperately looking for Lydia.

“Hey. Hey! What the hell happened to those girls?” The sheriff asked when he was finally able to calm the boy down.

“I-I don’t know,” the boy answered nervously, “I went out looking for her.” He pointed at Lydia.

“What, you just happened to wander into the middle of that field and you just found her there like that? Don’t lie to me, son.” The sheriff begged. He needed to know what happened to both Lydia and Y/n. He was extremely worried about y/n. He’d known this girl for so long, she was family, just like Scott.

Jackson didn’t answer so the sheriff rushed forwards and grabbed the sides of his shirt.

“What happened to her?” He yelled, forceful.

“This isn’t my fault!” The boy defended himself.

“She’s your girlfriend! And y/n your classmate they’re your responsibility!”

“She didn’t go to the formal with me.” Jackson corrected, taking the sheriff by surprise.

“Stiles took her.”

“Somebody better find my son.” The sheriff whispered, turning around and leaving the teenage boy in the hospital hallway.


“You’re going to kill people, aren’t you?” Stiles asked, his nervous fingers typing on the computer.

“Only the responsible ones.”
He answered. Which immediately turned Stiles’ mind to Scott, “Look, if I do this, you have to promise to leave Scott out of this.” He tried to bargain the safety of his friend.

“Do you want to know why wolves hunt in packs,” Peter started, “it’s because their favorite prey are too large to be brought down by one wolf alone. I need Derek and Scott. I need both of them.”

Stiles had stopped typing and was now facing Peter. He really wasn’t scared of him anymore, if he was going to kill him he would’ve already been dead. So Stiles used the brave part of him to speak.

“He’s not going to help you.” He said with a straight face, looking Peter dead in the eye.

But Peter just laughed, “oh, he will. Because it’ll save Allison, and his sister. And you will because it’ll save her too, and Scott. Your best friend whom you know so well, even his username and password.”

With a sigh, Stiles turned back around to type in the needed information. Peter watched intently as Stiles placed both the username and password into place.

“His username is Allison, and his password, is Allison?” He stated unimpressed.

“Still want him in your pack?”


After Peter had taken his keys and drove off to the hale house, since that’s where Derek was being kept (well underneath it), Stiles ran to the only place he thought he could find her.

He ran down the halls until he turned a corner and saw his dad, slowing down. The sheriff immediately noticed his son’s presence.

“You know it’s a good thing we’re in a hospital because I’m going to kill you.” He said while angrily striding towards his son.

“I’m- I’m sorry,” the boy struggled to explain himself, “I lost the keys to my jeep, I had to run all the way here.”

“I don’t care!” His dad was now yelling.

Stiles ran his hands over his head in frustration. He turned around and saw into one of the hospitals rooms through the window. It was Y/n’s room.

He watched with wide eyes as she lied there on her back in the hospital bed. Her chest shallowly rising and falling. He could hear the faint noise of beeping from the multiple machines she’s hooked up to.

So much guilt flooded his body all at once. This was his fault, he and Scott should’ve told her sooner. Maybe if they had, she wouldn’t be here right now. The image of her body falling to the ground made him shiver. Her head in his lap, wanting more than anything for her to open her eyes, eyes that he loved so much. A tear involuntarily slid down his face.

“Is she gonna be okay?” He whispered loud enough for his father to here.

“They don’t know, partially because they don’t know what happened. She lost a lot of blood.”

Stiles stood, his hand against the window. He wanted to go inside, to see her but they weren’t letting anyone in. So he turned around to face his dad, the sight of y/n making his heart ache.

“What about Lydia?” Concern laced his voice for his friend, who he also got stuck in this mess.

“I don’t know, but there’s something else going on with her.”

Stiles furrowed his eyebrows, “What do you mean?”

“The doctors say it’s like Lydia’s having an allergic reaction. Her body keeps going into shock,” the sheriff elaborated, “Did you see anything? I mean, do you have any idea who or what attacked her?”

Stiles shook his head, now fully aware of how easy it’s become for him to lie to the people he cares about.

“No. No, I have no idea.”

“What about Scott?” His dad asked.

“What do you mean? What about him?”

“Did he see anything?”

Stiles started racing with anxiety, “What do you- is he not here?”

“What are you talking about?” His dad asked now on the verge of yelling,
“I’ve been calling him on his cell phone. I’ve gotten no response.”

Stiles sighed, “yeah and you’re not going to get one.”


As Scott and Derek approached the entrance of the Hale house when Derek sensed something, something wrong. He stopped in his tracks.

“Hey, hold on,” he called out to Scott, “Hold on. Something doesn’t feel right.”

He said finally catching the beta’s attention. “What do you mean?”

“I don’t know,” Derek shifted uncomfortably, “It’s- it’s kind of like it’s-”

He would’ve finished but Scott cut him off,
“No, don’t say ‘too easy.’ People say ‘too easy.’ And bad things happen. What, do you think finding you was easy? Getting away from Allison’s dad? None of this has been easy.”

At the boy’s childish outburst, he gave in.

“Fine. You’re right.” They continued inside the house. After only a few steps they heard the voice of a woman, more importantly, the voice of Kate.

“Now the leg. Flash bolt!”

Derek recognizing the terminology called out to Scott, “Scott, your eyes!”

Except it wasn’t Kate that attacked Scott. Kate was guiding Allison on how to take him down.

“Get up!” Derek shouted, but Scott was too weak.

“Allison, I can explain.” Scott pleaded to the girl he claimed love for not more than a few hours ago.

“Stop lying.” She snapped, “For once, stop lying.” Scott could practically feel her anger.

“I Was going to tell you the truth at the formal. I was gonna tell you everything. Because everything that I said, everything that I did-”

“Was to protect me.” She finished mockingly.

“Yes.” Scott sighed in defeat.

“I don’t believe you.” Allison whispered to suppress her tears.

“Thank god,” Kate interrupted, “now shoot him before I have to shoot myself.”

Allison turned to face her, caught off guard. “You- you said we were just gonna catch them?” She questioned her aunt’s motives.

And just when Allison, Scott, Derek and everyone thought nothing could get worse. That’s exactly what happened.


It all happened so quick in front of Scott. Allison being threatened, Kate’s throat being slashed, and derek killing Peter and becoming the alpha. Taking away any chance Scott had at curing himself.

After the longest night of his life, he finally found himself wandering through the halls of the hospital, looking for his sister’s room.

He turned a few more corners before he reached his destination. Once Scott approached the window, he hesitantly looked inside. His heart dropped seeing her there, eyes shut. He couldn’t help but blame himself. Stiles was right, he should’ve told her everything from the beginning- when he needed her the most. But at least she wasn’t alone, he glanced down to see that Stiles had moved a chair to the edge of her bed so he could hold her hand while she slept. Stiles’ head laying down next to their intertwined hands as he slept as well.

Scott smiled to himself, entering the room finally. He walked up to his best friend and let his hand fall lightly on his shoulder. Stiles softly opened his eyes and looked up at him.

“Morning sunshine,” Scott chuckled, “can I have a second?” He motioned to y/n with his eyes and Stiles understood what he meant.

“Yeah, yeah of course.” He got up and grabbed his jacket, walking towards the door. But before he left, he looked back at y/n one more time and smiled. He could feel it, she was going to be fine.

Scott took the chair that Stiles had recently occupied, and placed his hand in hers. Almost instantly y/n’s eyes fluttered open.

“Hi.” He breathed, relief flooding through him.

She smiled widely, “Hey.”

“How are you feeling?” He asked.

“Well you know,” she gently positioned herself so she was sitting up against the bed, “it’s not everyday you get clawed by an alpha werewolf just because he’s trying to kill your beta werewolf twin brother for some sort of twisted second family fettish.”

Well at least she didn’t lose her humor. Scott thought to himself.

“Yeah about all that-” he began to apologize.

“Don’t. You don’t have to. It’s all over, and im not mad.” She squeezed his hand for comfort, “just, just tell me now.”

He looked up at her with big brown eyes, “but I thought Derek-”

“He did,” she cut me off, “But I want to hear the story from you.”

So taking a deep breathe, he told her everything.

How all this, destruction, started just because he and his best friend snuck out to go find a dead body. They laughed together about all the mistakes Stiles made along the way, they both smiled when Scott told the story of how he and Allison fell in love and finally admitted it, they cried together when Scott told her that any chance of him being cured was taken away from him. Scott and y/n talked for hours, reaching a new level of closeness than they already had. By the end of the story, Scott ended up on the hospital bed right by his sister’s side, where he vowed her would never leave her side again.

Even with as much as an emotional roller-coaster as that story is. The twins both felt oddly at peace. Finally, they were back to how things used to be. And there were no more secrets between them.

But, believe it or not, their story had just begun.

(Feedback and suggestions are always welcome)

Unexpected (Requested Derek Hale Imagine)

Warnings: Unplanned Pregnancy, Slight Angst, but mostly Fluff.

Summary: Vanna, Derek Hale’s girlfriend, comes to a life changing realization, and fears having to share the news with her boyfriend.

Requested by: @armenianv

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Derek Hale Appreciation Post

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I miss my snarky angry little werewolf so much.

Little match makers//Young Derek Hale

Originally posted by reallyhotwerewolves

Request:  “Hi! Could you do a one shot where young Derek and the reader who is Scott’s older sister are studying together (maybe she’s tutoring him) and Scott and Cora are trying to get them together? Thanks! Love your writing and I hope your alpaca is doing great! :)”- FAITHANCHORSHOPE

Warnings: This is crap! I’m sorry, but I’m sick and I haven’t slept.

Word Count: 558

Word Density: “Derek”

“Scott, you need to behave. When Derek and Cora get here, don’t bother us.” 

“Is it because you like him?” He asked with a smirk on his face.

“Yes, but we’re going to study today.” 

Y/N walked to the den, setting up for when Derek would show up. Scott was right, she did like Derek. When he asked for help in math, she screamed. Internally of course. She placed a few pillows on the floor. She wasn’t trying o romance him, just make him comfy. There was a heavy knock on the door.

“Y/N Derek’s here!”

Scott and Cora watched their older siblings interact. Laughing silently to each other. Cora pulled out her tiny notebook and tugged Scot’s sleeve. He shifted his position and looked down at her notebook. A small drawing of two stick figures holding hands, “Derek and Y/N” was written in red sharpie.

“I heard my brother say he likes your sister.” She giggled.

“Really!? Y/N likes your brother. We should make them kiss!” Cora gasped.

“Ew, make them kiss?”

“Isn’t that what they do on the movies?” 

“No, Scott. We just have to make them like each other.”

Y/N scooted closer to Derek, grabbing the graphing calculator. He looked at her as she typed in the equation. He watched the way she slowly typed out the equation, pushing her hair out of her eyes.



They both looked up before sprinting in the direction of their younger siblings. Y/N instantly panicked, thinking it was Scott’s asthma. She ran to the kitchen and picked up his inhaler. She could hear Derek and Cora talking, but she didn’t hear Scott. She quickly ran back to where they were.

“Y/N, they’re fine-.” 

Derek turned, not realizing how close to Y/N he was. His lips pressed up against her’s. It was obviously awkward. They’re eyes were wide open as they stared at one another, neither one pulling away. Derek closed his eyes and pulled her closer.

“I told you it would work, I didn’t know they would kiss!” Cora and Scott laughed.

Derek pulled away and looked at his younger sister.

“Oh, we’ll leave you two alone. Your welcome!” Scott said as he pulled Cora with him.

Y/N covered her mouth with her hand, she was shocked. It was everything she wanted, but she didn’t expect it to happen like that. She didn’t expect her younger brother to set her up with the boy of her dreams.

“I thought- he was having an asthma attack.” She sputtered out.

“So did I, they planned it. Cora must have heard me talking on the phone last night. I-I’m sorry-.”

“No, it’s okay. I liked it.” She smiled.

“Oh. Well, I like you. A lot.” He grabbed her hand and rubbed circles on it.

“So, are we a thing now?” She raised her eyebrow. Derek pressed his lips onto hers.

“Does that answer your question?”

AlphaBound (2)

Hey Alli’s!
So I finally made it, here it is… AlphaBound part 2! I’s longer than the first part. I hope you’ll like it. <3

-> Read AlphaBound (1) here: (X)


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Derek’s Apartment:

Before Derek could get outside and follow his senses to get find you, after he thought you would be dead, Scott followed him downstairs and hold him back. Derek looked confused and angry at the same time. He didn’t understand why Scott would stop him from getting back the love of his life, his Anchor. From everyone in this town, Scott should be the one person, who would help Derek at all circumstances. He should understand how Derek felt.

Scott looked worried at Derek, “What if.. What if it’s a trap? You’re on the list too and Y/N isn’t. Actually she must too be if she would be still-” he asked him carefully.

“What would you do if it was Allison?” Derek responded and Scott looked down. “I know how many people try to kill me-” Derek looked around as Lydia, Malia, Stiles and Liam came downstairs and stand behind Scott. “To kill all of us.. but try to remember her, try to remember how you guys were children and you protected one another. You were her best friends and you don’t want to find her, to protect her now?”

“But Scott is right Derek. You said it yourself, you were losing your powers.” Stiles replied. “Maybe you just want her to be alive.” He said with a broken heart and Scott was looking at him.

Scott and Stiles missed you too, you were their best friend since you were children. You helped Scott to get Allison and Stiles to get over Lydia. Even when Derek didn’t liked your friends that much, at first, he knew they would do everything for you.. just like he would. Scott remembered when you asked if Stiles and he would lead you to the altar, when you married Derek.. and what a beautiful pride you were.

“Yeah but did you saw his eyes? They glow red, like Scott’s.” Malia said to Stiles. 

“Derek was about to lose them because he thought he had lost her.. he didn’t even thought about the fact that she could still be alive. None of us did but we never saw a body.” Lydia replied serious. “His eyes glow because of their bound and it was red because both are leaders..” The Pack gave Lydia a confused look, like they didn’t understand how she could possibly knew all that. “I read about this sort of connection in Allison’s Family book.. Not just you lost someone.” She said and looked at Derek. “I lost both of my best friends and if their is any chance that Y/N could be alive, I’ll believe everything what is in this book.”

“His eyes were red.” Liam said. “They glow red.”

Scott were looking at Liam and wanted to know his opinion to all of that because he became a very close friend to you, when you trained him.

“But it could still be a trap little man.” Stiles replied and touched gently his shoulder.

“Or she could still be fighting to keep herself alive.” Liam replied and got Stiles hand of his shoulder. He walked over to Derek and looked him in the eyes. “I’ll help you even if it means I need to die to get Y/N back.”

Derek nodded to him and gave him a short smile. Lydia came next to Derek as well and Malia followed. They would gave their lives to safe you. When Scott saw that his pack agreed to find you, he nodded. 

“Oh god.” Stiles said and everyone was looking at him when he ruined the moment. “What? We all are going to die because Derek’s eyes glow red for a second, let me get ready for that.”


Lydia rolled her eyes while Malia smiled short. Derek went outside followed by the others. He had still your car and your keys. When Liam and Malia went into the car, Stiles stopped Scott from getting in.

“We cannot all look for her. What about the list?”

Scott looked behind Stiles, “Lydia and you will figure the second part out and we’re going to look for Y/N.” 

Stiles nodded and gave Scott a short hug, “Bring her back.” he let go and Scott gave him a short smile and got into the car.

“Come on.” Stiles said to Lydia and got into his jeep.


In your Car:

“And how are we going to find her now? Even when your eyes glowed red.. they doesn’t do it now.” Malia said.

“What did you do to feel her the first time?” Scott asked careful.

Derek closed his eyes and put his hands on the wheel. He took a deep breath and thought about the time, when you two were teenagers and didn’t liked each other much.. When his mother told him that you would move in with them because your parents got killed and she promised your mother, her best friend, to keep her little girl safe. Then he thought about how he got you out off the fire, how he tried everything to make you breath again.. To keep his mothers promise.  How you helped him to kill Peter for the first time and how you helped him to built his own pack, to lead them. Then he thought about the happiest moment in his life, when you said you wanted to marry him.
Derek opened his eyes. They were glowing again, red. He smelled you, felt you and heard you heartbeat, again. Derek started the car and followed his heart to find your’s.


In the Woods, near the School:

Derek didn’t know where he was driving but while he did, his eyes didn’t stop glowing. When he stopped driving his eyes became normal again. They were near the Beacon Hills School, in the woods.

“Is Y/N here?” Liam asked and everyone was looking at Derek.

Derek was confused, he didn’t understand why he was here. He didn’t saw you or felt you anymore but you had to be here somewhere. “I don’t know.” he answered confused and looked around him.

“Don’t worry, we’ll find her.” Scott replied. “Liam, Malia.. You two will go to School. Check everything, everywhere.” They nodded and started running to School. “We’ll look around here. Try to remember all memories you two had maybe your eyes are going to change again.”


After hours of running and searching for you, still nothing. Derek and Scott were now at his old house. Derek went closer and touched his house. He thought that, when he would remember how it was when you lived with his family that he would maybe feel you again but nothing.

Scott saw that Derek started to get angry and tried to divert him, “Tell me how you got her out, The fire.”

Derek turned to Scott, “The fire was nearly dead when I came her. I saw the remains of my family and as I wanted to go because of the police.. She growled.” He smiled. “I never hurt such a powerful wolf. Than I got her out and took care of her. I tried to keep herself, like my mother promised her’s.”

“Was- I mean is, she a born werewolf?” Scott asked carefully. “I know, I should know it but we never talked about it and I never saw that she would be different it when were little.”

“Yes, Y/N was a born wolf but she wanted to be normal when she was younger. That’s why we didn’t liked each other much at first. I was thought that being a wolf is actually a good thing while she thought it was a curse.” He laughed short.

Scott’s phone rang, it was Liam.

“Stay where you are, both of you! We’re coming!” Scott said nervous and hang up. “Hunters.”

“In the school?” Derek asked confused. “Did they follow us?”

“I don’t know, I don’t care. They want us dead, they want my pack dead. We need to help them.” Scott replied serious while Derek hesitated a bit. “Derek, we won’t find Y/N without them.”

Then they ran to the school.


In the School:

Liam texted Scott where Malia and he hide. Derek and Scott needed nearly 20 minutes to get in. They sneaked into the School and found them in the locker room.

“Where the hell are they?” Malia whispered. “One second ago they tried to kill us and now nothing?”

“She’s here.” Scott said and the others didn’t understand. “Y/N. She is here.”

“How do you know?” Derek and Liam asked at the same time.

“Because it’s a trap.” He replied. “You felt Y/N near the school, why? Why did you felt her anyways? Because they wanted you to feel her.”

“What are you talking about?” Derek asked and crossed his arms.

“You said you would do everything to protect her, right? Y/N would do everything to protect you too.. I think who ever tried to kill Malia and Liam wanted actually kill you because of what you’re worth on the list but to get to you, they need Y/N. What if she tried to block your connection to her, to keep you safe?”

“These Hunters might tortured her until Y/N let you feel her.” Liam added and Scott nodded.

“I mean otherwise, when Peter didn’t kill her, you would have felt her 100 miles away.” Scott said. “Y/N is here.”


Derek pulled off his jacket and turned into a Werewolf. He got out of the room and growled, so loud that every hunter would know where he was. Scott, Liam and Malia walked out too and stand right next to Derek and when the hunters came, they turned too.

“Shall we?” Derek smirked to Scott and then they attacked.

The Hunters shot at them but Derek was so focused to get you back that he knocked the hunters out, one by one. Even Liam who was knew in all that werewolf stuff remembered what you have taught him. He was good, he knocked a hunter out too. Scott got shot in his shoulder but as an Alpha it didn’t cared him that much. He attacked the other who shot him but didn’t kill him, he just throw him against a wall. One of the Hunters got Malia and out a gun at her had. They stopped fighting. When the hunters who got knocked out, stood up and laughed provoked, Scott he growled. He growled louder then Derek.

“What do you do know young Alpha, huh?” The guy who had the gun smiled.

“Get your hands of my girlfriend.” Stiles said sharply behind them.

The Hunters turned around and saw Sheriff Stilinski and Parrish pointing a gun at them. Next to Stiles were Lydia, Isaac and Cora. The Hunters put down their guns and the Sheriff arrested them.

“I thought we could might need a little help.” Stiles grinned soft.


Malia ran into Stiles arms and cried, “How did you know where we were?”

“Lydia screamed.” Stiles said serious and Malia let go of him. “We found the second part of the list out.” He said and gave the list to Scott.

“Y/N is on it.” Cora said to her brother.

“I told you she’s alive.” Derek smiled.

“Not for long.” Isaac replied. “Didn’t you listen? Lydia screamed.”

Scott looked at Derek and gave him the list. Derek knew what Scott wanted him to do, to feel you. It was silent and Derek tried to but actually he didn’t had to. He heard you without using the bound you shared. Derek started to run downstairs in the basement. Behind a corner, he heard a weak heartbeat. The door was locked. Scott and the others followed him downstairs, Derek broke the lock but still he couldn’t open the door. Isaac, Cora and Scott walked over and used all their powers to open the door.


“Y/N!” Derek said as he saw you unconscious laying on the wet ground and ran over to you. He lifted you a bit up and wiped a flick of your hair out of your face. “Please Y/N, wake up. It’s me, Y/N I found you.” he said with a tear in his eyes.

Stiles and Scott came next to Derek and didn’t understand why you wouldn’t wake up. Where they too late? Did the hunters already killed you?

“Derek shut up.” Cora said as she tried to focus.

“Cora!” Lydia hissed because she wanted her to get her brother a moment with you.

“I said shut up! Don’t you hear that?“

Silence. Everyone listened and could hear it too. A weak and little heartbeat.

“It’s not Y/N’s..” Scott said confused.

Lydia came over to Derek and Scott and knelt down. She touched gently your cold hand. “She’s pregnant.” Lydia replied, Derek looked shocked but smiled. “Y/N was gone for nearly a month.”

“How is that even possible?” Liam questioned.

“I think- The Baby. It kept her alive.” Cora replied jumbled.

“That’s right.” Derek smiled as he turned to his sister.

“Why did Peter said he killed her?” Isaac crossed his arms.

Derek lifted you gently up, “I don’t know, I don’t care. We have-” he paused and Scott felt to the ground.

“He stopped breathing and his bleeding!” Stiles shouted.

“The bullet! A Bullet in Wolfsbane..” Maila replied. “We’ve to get both to Deaton.”

Isaac ran over to Scott and Stiles and helped Stiles to lift his best friend up. Together all got upstairs again and ran to their cars and rove to Dr. Deaton.

anonymous asked:

Could you do an Isaac imagine where he's in France but most people speak English (its the language in that area). Isaac fancies the most popular girl in school. One day he's walking through the woods and sees her training and she tells him she's a Nymph or a Siren your choice. He thinks its awesome and tells her that he's a werewolf. Derek calls, saying Scott needs help so they all go back to Beacon Hills. Stiles asks how what she is can help them so she does something badass. Kiss at the end?xx

Pairing: Isaac x female reader

Musical Inspiration: “Dangerous Woman” – Ariana Grande

A/N: It was hard to figure out the POV on this one for some reason. I hope it’s okay.

Going to France with Chris Argent might have been one of the craziest things that Isaac’s ever done. He was consumed by grief at the time though so he can’t really be blamed, can he? People do insane things all the time in the face of grief. Running to Europe with only their dead girlfriend’s father for company isn’t typically one of them, but Isaac’s never really fit into the same mold as other people.

Isaac stayed with Chris for a while when they settled down in an area that’s predominantly English-speaking but got his own place when he turned 18. Now, he’s in his last year of high school and he’s ready to move on with his life. Ready to graduate, ready to find a place to settle, maybe even ready to fall in love again. He knows this because his heart beats just a little louder in his ears every time he lays eyes on you.

He doesn’t approach you because you’re the popular girl and he’s just the quiet American boy with the tragic past that no one knows how to talk to.

He’s walking alone in the woods one day, missing the Preserve in Beacon Hills and reminiscing, when everything changes.

Because there you are in what appears to be a handcrafted training ground, wielding a double blade in each hand and fending off the static dummies as if they were charging at you with malicious intent.

“Woah,” slips from Isaac lips as he stares in awe at your moves. It catches your attention and your eyes flash over at him.

Your training area is shielded from humans, they can walk through it and never see it with their mundane eyes, so the fact that Isaac is standing there staring at you frightens you.

Isaac blinks as you disappear from view only to reappear right in front of him, blade held to his throat.

“What are you?” You ask.

“You first,” Isaac returns, eyes wide because he’s never seen anything do that before.

You don’t tell him, instead pressing your blade closer to his delicate skin.

He swallows, tripping over himself to answer your question. “We- werewolf.”

“Who sent you?”

“Nobody, I swear. I didn’t even know you were here. I was just going for a walk,” he says, hands held carefully away from his body so that you don’t mistake any movement as a reach for a weapon. Not that he needs one.

You can read the truth in his aura, so you push him back, withdrawing your weapons.

“How did you do that?” He wonders, breathless with admiration.

“Which part?” you ask, twirling your blades simply to show off now that you can see he’s not a threat.

“The… teleporting?” The tone of his voice says he’s not even sure that’s the right word for it. It’s the closest thing he can think of though.

You laugh. He’s really kind of cute now that he’s not scaring the shit out of you. “Teleporting,” you snort. “I didn’t teleport. I can just move really fast. Too fast for your pretty little wolf eyes to see.”

“So, what are you? You know what I am. It’s only fair to share.” He puts his hands in his pockets, waiting but with false confidence. Like he doesn’t actually expect you to tell him but he wants you to think he does.

“My father was a water nymph. The speed’s from him. And if you think it’s impressive on land, just wait until you see me in the water,” you grin at Isaac, expecting him to be amazed. It’s a little disappointing that he just looks thoughtful.

“So, you’re a nymph?” He asks, head tilted with curiosity.

You smirk at Isaac, thrilled at having another chance to impress. “I didn’t say that. I would be, if my mother had been human. But she wasn’t. She was a succubus. She could see people’s desires. She could become exactly what they wanted and she would feed on their lust. Until she met my dad. They were kind of perfect for each other because she could feed on him without hurting him.”

Isaac looks to be concentrating very hard when you stop speaking. “So… you’re… No, I’ve got nothing. What do you get when you mix a water nymph and a succubus?”

A laugh ripples out of you at his wording. “It sounds like some kind of lame joke when you put it like that. What do you get when you mix a hunter and a werewolf?”

Isaac scoffs and picks up the joke before you can finish it, “An angry dad.”  The punchline doesn’t make much sense to you and he sees your confused look, waving it off. “Sorry, it’s a personal joke,” he says.

You shrug, letting it go. “Anyway, to answer your question, I’m a siren. That’s what you get when you cross a water nymph and a succubus.”

“So, do you really tempt sailors to their deaths?” He asks with sarcastic half-grin.

“Nah. I prefer werewolves,” you tell him.

He stares at you, trying to figure out if you’re serious. You can’t keep your face straight for long before you’re lips are quirking and you give him a playful wink.

“Just kidding.”


You and Isaac start training together after that. Each day after school, you meet in your hidden training ground and show each other your strengths, iron out each other’s weaknesses.

Sometimes, you talk as you train, telling each other about your tragic backstories. You learn of his abusive father, torn apart by a kanima who turned out to be someone that could loosely be considered a friend… if you squint. He learns of your parents’ death, how you still don’t know who killed them, or if their killer may be after you too. He tells you of Beacon Hills, the home he left behind, and you tell him of the others of your kind you’ve met, just off the Ivory Coast. It’s nice, having someone to talk to about these things for once. About who you are, what you are. There’s always been an undeniable tension between the two of you, but now it’s heightened, something more growing in the moments of quiet contentment.

It turns out to be just a short respite before the world comes knocking on your door, dragging the two of you back into the fray. Or, well, it’s more like a phone call that does it but, poetic license, you know?


“What makes you think she can help us?” You hear Isaac’s friend -or maybe his Alpha’s friend- Stiles ask when he thinks you can’t hear.

“You haven’t seen her, “ Isaac argues on your behalf, turning to the bigger of the two new arrivals. “Derek, trust me.”

Derek looks at you with suspicion. “I don’t like bringing in someone we don’t know.”

I know her,” Isaac insists even as Derek crosses his arms and glares at him. It’s pretty impressive glaring actually.

You saunter over, ready to give Isaac a helping hand and maybe help Stiles and Derek see reason. “You want to know what I can do? Cover your ears and stand back,” You say.

Isaac covers his ears immediately and takes a few steps back, looking to Derek to encourage him to do the same. He doesn’t. Not right way, turning his glare on you for a full minute before huffing when it has no effect and only doing as he’s been told when Stiles does it first.

Once their ears are covered and you have plenty of space separating you and them, you close your eyes and start to sing. Within seconds every man and woman on the block is headed your way with lust in their eyes. When you stop singing, they stop moving, standing transfixed until either you give them an order or the spell wears off. You order them to return home and forget they ever saw you and your friends and they turn to amble away.

Isaac and Derek stare with wide eyes at the crowd of people in the park you decided to meet at. Derek’s hands fall from his ears as he points at the retreating backs of all the people you’d drawn to you. “Does this work on us, too?”

“Sort of,” you shrug. “I had you cover your ears as a precaution but it only really works on supernatural creatures if I sing at the right frequency. Each species has their own unique tone.”

Stiles lowers his hands slowly, looking shaken. “What was that? Even with my ears covered, I still almost couldn’t stay still.”

You wince and apologize, sometimes it’s easy to forget who’s human and who’s not. 

Derek looks at you warily but also with something like admiration. “Alright,” he says finally, “You can stay.”


Turns out, you don’t need to use your siren powers to save Scott from the fae folk who hold him captive. In fact, they hand him over quite readily when you promise not to use them. It seems fairies aren’t enthralled by the song of a siren, they have a nasty tendency to explode instead.

Derek looks shocked but a little relieved at having things resolved so easily.

Isaac grins at you, like you just hung the stars in the sky. You didn’t really even do anything, only able to actually help through an accident of birth so it doesn’t really make sense that he’s looking at you like that. Like you’ve done something amazing.


Later, once Scott is safely returned home and Derek decided to stop brooding at everyone and go home with his boyfriend, you and Isaac walk back to the motel you’ve checked into. His hand brushes yours as you walk and you resist the urge to capture his fingers with yours and tangle them together.

“What does it sound like when you sing at werewolf pitch?” Isaac wonders.

“You’ll never know because I’d never do that to you,” You tell him.

You stop walking when his hand circles your wrist.

“What if I wanted you to? What if I want to hear you sing?” He asks, eyes earnest.

“I don’t ever want to take away your free will like that,” you tell him, turning away because otherwise you don’t know if you can deny him.

“I only ask because I’m curious. Can you enthrall someone who’s already captivated by you?”

You turn to him and there’s that look again, like you and you alone created all the stars in the heavens and took the time to place them all by hand in their rightful place in the sky.

“I don’t know,” you answer slowly, quietly, not wanting to wake yourself if this is somehow just a beautiful dream.

“Could you make me do whatever you wanted when I’d already do it anyway?” He asks, barely more than a whisper as his face inches closer to yours.

“I don’t know,” you answer again.

“Sing to me, (Y/n),” he breathes against your lips.

You don’t sing. You close the gap between you instead, pressing your lips to his hungrily, falling into him so easily you think maybe, somehow, he’s stolen your powers. He’s enthralled you instead of the other way around. You’re surprisingly okay with that because, it turns out, you make beautiful music together.

sarcasticmel  asked:

Do you know of any more fics that are like "Prince Among Wolves"? Andy is adorable

Hey troyesivandotcom, I’m not sure if there are any fics exactly like “Prince Among Wolves” by tylerfucklin (zimothy). Because let’s face it, that fic is pretty much one of a kind and so many levels of perfect.

So I’ve created this into a nanny!Stiles and single parent!Derek list:

Trans Child:

All they have by Nival_Vixen

4,004  I  AU-Human, Single Parents
Teen and Up
Single dads AU where Derek and Stiles meet because Derek’s daughter and Stiles’ trans son become friends at school.

Nanny/Babysitter Stiles:

Let The Waters Still by atlaspeaks

15,770  I  4/4  I  AU-Human, Pining, Fluff
Teen and Up
After Melissa dies, leaving Derek a single father to their nine year old son, Scott, Derek needs help. Stiles is his babysitter and he had to admit, he never expected it to end like this.

The Babysitter Chronicles (Series) by yogini

33,391  I  23 Works  I  Cuddling, Developing Relationship
Teen and Up
A collection of short, individual one-shots about Derek, his adoptive daughter Laura and Stiles, Laura’s favourite Uncle and babysitter extraordinaire.

End of the Road and Back by UnstableIntention (BeneficialAddiction)

46,231  I  17/?  I  Slow Build, Deputy Derek
Teen and Up
Home from college for the summer to keep an eye on his father’s health, Stiles takes a job babysitting for one of the Sheriff’s new deputies. While taking care of five-year-old werewolf triplets is a challenge in its own right, it’s their dad that really has Stiles tied up in knots. Hired specifically with the Hale family reunion in mind, he only has the summer to decide if he can survive the trip to the end of the road and back.

Kings of the Moonlight by thelogicoftaste

148,854  I  25/25  I  Slow Build, AU-Human, Angst
Derek is the newly single father to his only son, Isaac Argent Hale, and he finds himself having to move back to his home town of Beacon Hills to escape the insanity of his ex. It’s in the middle of all this upheaval, the crazy mess that his life has become that he meets Stiles.
Crazy, beautiful Stiles.

Stiles is some other profession but still plays a caretaker role:

Librarian Stiles:

Stiles’s Story Time by trilliath

125,430  I  16/16  I  Kid Scott, Kid Allison
Where Stiles is a librarian who is in charge of the kids’ reading hour and such. And Derek is 6-year-old Scott’s adoptive dad. And Stiles has his own take on Stories and Scott loves wolves and Derek tries not to admit that he likes the way Stiles’s face looks in those glasses.
Or something like that.

Coach Stiles:

Take Me Out To The Ball Game (Or to dinner, I’m easy either way) by Whisper91

24,984  I  5/8  I  Pack Cuddles, Police Officer Derek, Baby Isaac
In which single-father Derek Hale falls head over heels for his sons’ new Little League coach. Unsurprisingly, it’s all Laura’s fault.

Swimming with Anna by sssssssim

28,243  I  7/7  I  Swimming Coach Stiles, Slow Build
Teen and Up
Stiles is a swimming coach at a pool in San Francisco. Anna Hale, a six year old adorable girl, is in one of his classes.
Stiles falls in love with her instantly. It takes a bit longer to fall in love with her father.

Cop Stiles:

love comes in all shapes and sizes by trilliastra

2,207  I  Fluff, Past Kate Argent/Derek Hale
Teen and Up
“Daddy says that when I’m in trouble I should get the police because they always help us. You’re going to help me, right?” Stiles smiles at her, happy that today he decided to stop by the grocery store to buy milk after his shift instead of going straight home. At least now he’s able to help the little girl, who knows what would have happened to her if he weren’t around.
“Of course I will.” He smiles again. “What’s your name?”
“Rebecca Hale.” She answers proudly. “My daddy is Derek Hale.”

Playdates with Kindergarteners and Boyfriends by DustinMcDreamy

14,072  I  9/9  I  Kid Erica, Kid Isaac, Kid Danny, Kid Jackson
General Audiences
Stiles Stilinski has two kids: Erica and Danny. Derek Hale also has two kids: Isaac and Jackson. Erica and Isaac are Kindergarteners. Danny and Jackson are in a pretty serious relationship for a pair of first graders. It’s a very small world in the town of Beacon Hills.

Kid’s Television Personality/Magician Stiles:

Is That A Wand In Your Pocket Or? by reptilianraven

7,447  I  Baker Derek, Magician/Magical Stiles
Teen and Up
“So a little bird told me you’ve got the hots for the kiddie magician at Jamie’s birthday party.” Laura says. “And when I say little bird, I mean Erica and Allison. They’re telling me you were all over this guy.”
Derek breathes in, then out, as he tries to suppress the urge to lob these loaves of rye bread at her head.
The one where Stiles is a magician who performs at kid’s birthday parties and Derek is a shy single dad baker who can’t stop seeing Stiles everywhere. There are also dead bodies popping up every other day, but Stiles really doesn’t need to know about that, so naturally, Stiles pops up at the crime scenes too. Fantastic.

Alcohol May Be a Man’s Worst Enemy (But the Bible Says Love Your Enemy) by refuse_to_sink

79,389  I  24/24  I  Alcoholism, Slow Build, Rehabilitation
Stiles Stilinski is a modern day Mister Rogers with his very own children’s show. He also happens to be an alcoholic who refuses to accept the truth, that he needs help.
Surprisingly enough Derek Hale is the one with his shit sorted out, caring for himself and his daughter Maisie.

Teacher/Tutor Stiles:

“L” is for the way you look (at me) by stilesinwonderland (itsabravenewworld)

1,414  I  Teacher Stiles
General Audiences
There are two raps on his classroom door out of nowhere, and Stiles looks at his watch, confused. He doesn’t have any more appointments scheduled, because it’s almost nine PM. The door creaks open, slowly, because Stiles hasn’t responded to the knock, and in steps a man that Stiles will gladly make more room for.
Or, the one in which Stiles is a kindergarten teacher, and Derek is a single dad

What It Means To Stay by alocalband

7,611  I  Misunderstandings, Fluff
Derek’s kid thinks that this Stiles person at daycare is the greatest thing since sliced bread. Derek eventually has to concede that his daughter may have a point.

“The Way He Looks At You” by rainsoakedshoes

9,061  I  Bullying, Learning Difficulties
After Laura dies her thirteen year old daughter, Talia, starts living with Derek. Stiles is Talia’s new tutor. Derek and Stiles fall hard an fast, much to Talia’s amusement and disgust.
Talia shook her head. “I don’t want to suffer through a night of my friends gushing about how hot my uncle is.” To make her point Talia screwed up her face in disgust.
Stiles laughed. “Yeah,” he said. “I can see how that wouldn’t be much fun.”
“It’s bad enough I have to sit through you making eyes at him.”
That made Stiles stop laughing. “What? I don’t – I mean-”

Air Mail. by Handsofred

 20,229  I  3/3  I  Soldier Derek, AU-Human
Not Rated
‘’Oh my god’’ Stiles breathed out as heavy booted footsteps faded away down the hall. ‘’oh my god’’
‘’Stiles?’’ Allison asked as he scrambled around the desk searching for the last letter before he was thrusting it at their faces.
‘’It’s him…my soldier…it’s him, it’s Mattie’s dad’’ He told them, his eyes wide as Allison took the letter from him, ‘’oh my god, oh my god and I fainted in front of him…oh Jesus Christ’’

Hope these fill your craving for “Prince Among Wolves.” Enjoy the adorable children and the fluff and slow build!

Love and internet hugs,

Fluffy Wolf

Request - Isaac Lahey “That one phone-call no-one wants to get” (Prequel to: “My unborn child”)

Isaac was walking to the door, opening it, checking the street, closing it again, only to repeat everything a few seconds later. You had called three hours ago that you were leaving. You should have been here one hour ago.
But you still weren’t there. Isaac checked the clock again, checked his watch, checked the time on his laptop. He walked back to the door, opening it, checking the street, closing it again.
It had been just a short trip to your parents. Just a short trip to tell them that they would become grandparents, that Isaac and you would become parents, that you had a small little human being growing inside of you.
You had probably been driving the road from your house to your parents a thousand times, if it wasn’t ofter. It had never taken you longer than two hours and thirty five minutes because of a truck that blocked the road.
Isaac’s lips curled up into a smile. He knew he was just paranoid, probably even more than usually now there were two people he cared about in that car instead of one.
Maybe he would calm down again after checking the internet for possible traffic jams that could keep you on the road for this long. He also knew that you probably needed to stop a few times to find a toilet.
After a couple of months with morning sickness and constantly having to pee, he knew that a two hour drive was actually way too long. He should have gone with you. He had actually wanted to come with you, but Derek and Scott had needed him here in Beacon Hills.
Not that they wouldn’t have let him go, but you were just going to your parents and Derek and Scott were saving lives.
Isaac opened the webpage of the traffic jams, sighing relieved when he read that the road was blocked because of a car accident. Of course, that’s why it took you this long. No car was allowed to move or to leave the road. You’d probably be cursing now, because you needed a toilet.
Isaac looked up when he heard the phone ringing. He knew that your parents would probably be worried. You usually called when you were home again. They must have noticed that it was over 3 hours now. 3 hours and ten minutes exactly.
“Lahey?” He didn’t recognise the voice. “Are we speaking to Isaac Lahey, husband of (Y/N) Lahey?” Isaac swallowed and nodded, before realising that they probably couldn’t see that.
“Yes, that’s me.” His voice trembled.
“Your wife has had a car accident and we’re bringing her to Beacon Hills hospital right now.” The voice tried to sound calming but failed hopelessly.
“Is she…is she okay?” He knew it was a a stupid question, but he asked it anyway.
“We don’t know yet.” The voice spoke softly and Isaac nodded, again.
“I’m on my way.” He put down the phone and without thinking he grabbed his car-keys. Maybe he wasn’t as paranoid as he thought he had been.

I need someone taking care of Scott so bad. Like so so bad. Someone just looking out for him and caring about him just as badly as he cares about everyone else. I need Derek to take Scott aside one night, and ask him how he’s doing, and for Scott to just break down and then start apologizing because he’s trying so hard to be strong and he doesn’t want Derek to see this–to see him be weak like this–and he’s not physically hurt at all, but Scott kind of collapses in on Derek and is sobbing and Derek holds him and starts taking away the pain. He’s never tried taking away mental or emotional anguish before through werewolf powers, but he has to do something for Scott. For the boy who has given up everything for everyone else. For the teenager who is holding everything together as best as he can. 

So he holds Scott and slowly drains some of the anguish away, and it’s even more painful than normal - it’s not like it’s just an open wound he’s taking away pain for, it’s like a wide abyss of darkness and agony and misery and sickness. Derek leans into the wall behind him, holding Scott, but exhausted, still trying to take some of the pain away - but Scott mumbles out “No, stop, you’ll get too weak…” because even in this one moment where Scott shouldn’t be thinking about anyone but himself, he can’t help but worry about someone else. 

“Shh,” Derek murmurs back. At some point Scott stops crying, and they sort of crumple down on the floor - Derek too tired to stand, Scott too emotionally exhausted to do anything else. And Derek keeps holding him, because he can’t let Scott go. He won’t lose Scott to the darkness. 

anonymous asked:

I need more hurt/comfort!! Preferably a break up with an eventual back together type of vibe. Thanks

I got you some hurt/comfort, some break up and some happy ending. - Anastasia

Originally posted by mfwpics

Lamentations by thatguy516

(1/1 I 1,400 I General I Sterek)

Derek reflects on what he really lost the day Stiles walked out the door.

Won’t You Stay by dancingelf88

(1/1 I 2,882 I Mature I Derek/Scott)

don’t want to fall in love if you don’t want to try
(Or the one where Derek and Scott need to stop going around in circles)

Welcome Home by illusemywords

(1/1 I 3,218 I Teen I Sterek)

Derek comes back to Beacon Hills. To Stiles.

broken hearted by trilliastra

(1/1 I 1,405 I Teen I Sterek)

Derek drops his bag to the floor. “Did your dad try to set you up with someone before, or this is the first time?”

Stiles shakes his head, defeated. “I guess he really likes you.” And he knows Stiles likes Derek too, he thinks but doesn’t say. It’s a lesson he will have to learn: never have heartfelt conversations with his dad while drunk. That can never end well.

“At least someone does. I’ll take a shower.” Derek says, heading for the bathroom without sparing Stiles a second glance.

Call in the Air Stike (Tell Them to Make the Drop) by WednesdaysDaughter

(2/2 I 5,126 I Teen I Sterek)

“How do you tell your best friend that the guy you were slowly falling in love with flat out said you were nothing but a waste of space, and you’ve secretly felt that way about yourself once or twice on a bad day? The answer is, you don’t.”

‘Cause I’m Not Fine At All by RedCoral

(1/1 I 7,115 I Not Rated I Sterek)

Derek didn’t look at him as he said, “I got a job offer. In New York.”

He paused for a bit. For dramatic effect, to gather his words, himself, his courage; Stiles didn’t know and he didn’t care. Derek just held eye contact as he went on, “I’m going to take it.”

Stiles couldn’t comprehend how his day had started with him getting excited and ready for his date with Derek after not having seen him for a week due to work getting in the way to possibly not seeing him ever again.

“I want you to come with me.”

He could see the hope in his eyes and the longer he took to speak up, the more Derek tensed, guarding himself against the rejection that could possibly come his way. Stiles wished he could do something, say something else but the truth was, “I-I can’t.”

God, it wasn’t supposed to hurt that much, was it?

Human by marvelous_hale

(2/2 I 10,777 I Mature I Sterek)

Derek sees Stiles with another guy and misinterprets their intentions completely; an argument ensues. They would both like to make up, but a new threat has arrived to Beacon Hills and may make it impossible for them to see each other again. Will they get the opportunity to say ‘I’m sorry’ or will the consequences of their actions be more severe than that expected?

Going to Brett’s lacrosse game and meeting Scott’s pack afterwards

Imagine here: x

“You’re so lucky to have someone like that, (Y/N).” Your best friend sighed, watching Brett play against Beacon Hills.
“I know.” You smiled as you watched Brett scored a goal. The entire side of the field was screaming and shouting for their star player, your boyfriend.
He took off his helmet for a minute and winked at you, making your best friend squeal and making everyone else to coo at you.
“You guys are too cute!”
“Brett is so hot!”
“How do you get a hot guy?”
You felt a blush sweep across your cheeks and you ducked your head. Your best friend laughed, and the game continued.

After the game, Brett came up to you and hugged you tightly.
“You’re so sweaty, get away!” You shrieked. He laughed, kissing your forehead.
“Could you stay a little later? I want to take a shower and I want you to meet some people.” Brett offered. “Then, we’ll go to your house.”
“No problem. I’ll wait out here.” You answered, grabbing the back of his neck and kissing him. He hungrily kissed back, his hand trailing to your waist.
After Brett’s shower, he dragged you over to the Beacon Hills bleachers. There was a group of teenagers. Brett held your hand tightly.
“Scott, this is (Y/N), my girlfriend.” Brett introduced you to one of them. He acted like the head of the group….
“Hello, I’m Scott McCall. These are my friends, Stiles, his girlfriend Malia, my girlfriend Kira, Lydia, and over there is…”
“LIAM!” You shouted, jumping on your old friend. He laughed and hugged you back, earning a scoff from Brett.
“I missed you, (Y/N).” He smiled.
“Okay, no need to make (Y/N) reek of you.” Brett rolled his eyes.
“Wait a second,” You started, standing next to Brett again. “McCall…. Of course! The famous True Alpha, and your pack!”
“Did you tell her?” Liam sneered at Brett.
“What me? Never. She’s a witch, and figured it out herself.” Brett replied.
“That’s so cool!” Kira chimed in.
“So wait, like you can do some dark hocus pocus and stuff?” Stiles asked, breaking away from making out with Malia.
“Yeah, all sorts of stuff,” You answered.
“We should get going. Derek needs help.” Scott cut into the conversation.
“Sorry we couldn’t talk longer. You seem really cool and I want to be friends,” Kira told you, and she handed you her phone. You put your number in it, and she smiled, taking Scott’s hand and walking to his car. Malia and Stiles went in his Jeep, and Liam followed Lydia to her car.
“Well, I guess we should go home,” You smiled at Brett.
“I can’t wait to get there,” Brett winked, grabbing your ass as you both walked to your car, rather eagerly.

Jeff Davis interview in which he talks about Scott and Stiles facing a break-up, Scott and Stiles needing to grow up without Derek, Scott needing to keep his pack together, bringing “the gays” back into the season, lets on that episode 4 is the “gay club scene” episode, and I haven’t gotten further than that because I needed to post it.

freres-toujours  asked:

Drink me! I really need Derek and Scott to get drunk together trying to bond, for whatever reason. (Pack thing, we're-both-important-to-Stiles thing, everyone-else-bailed-but-we-still-have-all-this-alcohol thing, etc) :)

“You- You!” Scott blinks, slow and out of focus until the sentence seems to catch in his head again. “You were such a jerk!”

Derek scoffs, pouring himself another shot. Because why the hell not, right? “I was a jerk? You sold me out to Gerard!”

Scott’s face goes pained at that but- but no. Derek is not forgiving Scott that bullshit just because his face is doing a thing. A scrunchy thing. With pout.

“That was necessary,” Scott says, bitterly. “He was gonna- And anyway you!” Scott points the whole bottle of wolfsbane-laced Jack at Derek. It might have ended messily if it weren’t half empty already. “You tried to kill Lydia!”

Derek snorts. “I thought she was the Kanima,” he says. Because he had. It’d totally been in the bag. Lydia. Lydia had been in the bag. With the Kanima. What?

“See!” Scott says, foregoing his glass and just swigging straight from the bottle. “That’s your problem! You’re always wrong!”

Hey. Derek scowls. “I am not always wro-”

“You are,” Scott says. “You’re wrong and you’re mean.”

Half the whiskey sloshes over the edge of the glass as Derek goes for a refill. Maybe this whole straight-from-the-bottle thing has merit. “Great, I’m mean and you’re thoughtless.”

Scott makes a wounded chainsaw kinda sound. “I am not-”

“You let Stiles test your control on school grounds.”

“That was-”

Derek steamrolls right over Scott’s protests. “You pinned Peter’s murder spree on me, you went behind my back and used me to defeat Gerard, you were more interested in getting a freaking tattoo than making sure Isaac was okay,” Scott opens his mouth but Derek just raises his voice. And his glass. Because reasons. “You made me promise to save the family that’d killed mine from my uncle before you unchained me from their torture dungeon, AND you dated a known hunter despite it being dangerous for you and every other werewolf in Beacon Hills!”

Scott staggers to his feet, bottle sloshing in his hand. “Oh you wanna go! Let’s go sourwolf!” Scott takes a big breath and an even bigger swig of Jack. “You let me think it was you that’d bitten me, you physically accosted my best friend, you threatened everyone-” Derek can feel his lips curling back, eyes washing red. “You destroyed any chance of me being human again, you turned Boyd, Erica and Isaac without telling them about the Alpha Pack, you teamed up with Peter, TWICE,” Scott’s arms windmill with the force of his flailing, “You accused Lydia of helping Peter come back like she had any choice in it-”

“Oh yeah,” Derek interrupts. “You care so much about Lydia, it’s not like she was wondering around possessed for months right under your nose!”

“I was too busy tracking down the Kanima!” Scott yells. “You know, the one you created!”

“You were too busy sneaking around with Allison!” Derek yells. “Which is why Gerard went after you and your mom in the first place!”

Scott swings the bottle at Derek’s head just as Derek lunges at Scott’s middle. What follows is the sloppiest, most unbalanced fight Derek’s ever been a part of. There’s hair pulling. Derek bites Scott’s ankle. It’s ridiculous to the nth degree.

It’s also cathartic as hell.

Scott goes down first, ducking one of Derek’s haymakers and tripping over his own feet to land in a sprawl on the floor. Not that Derek does much better – over-reaching the punch when it doesn’t land and spinning completely in place before crashing down next to Scott.

For a full minute, neither of them move, the silence broken only by their ragged breathing.

Then Scott says, “Okay. So we both kinda suck.”

Derek sighs. It feels like a tangible weight on his chest. “We’re…doing the best we can.”

Scott makes an assessing sound. “With a bad situation?”

“With the worst situation,” Derek says.

“Oh my god, our lives suck,” Scott says, tone skating the edge of humour and-

Fuck it. Derek starts laughing. Great, lung-wracking hacks of it that have his whole body seizing. Scott soon follows.

That’s how Stiles and Allison find them half an hour later. Trapped in the cellar of a wizard, the remnants of an illegal stash of wolfsbane liquor around them as they sob tears of laughter into their shirts.

grudge muffins, birthday excerpt

swingsetindecember wanted grudge muffins for her birthday, so here’s a random excerpt from the (as yet unfinished) fic file: 


The morning after the kiss, Cora made breakfast. Scott went down to investigate the breakfast room and reported back: no Derek in sight; no muffins, either. Stiles hadn’t asked him to report back, hadn’t indicated he was avoiding Derek, but Scott didn’t need to be told these things to know they were true. Scott was Stiles’ soulmate.

The way Stiles was burrowed under the blankets, refusing to come out, might’ve tipped Scott off, too. Still: soulmates.

Stiles flipped back the top edge of the blankets, peering up at Scott. “What does Cora’s breakfast look like?”

Scott pulled a face. “She burned some eggs and toast. I’d skip it if I were you. Hey, there’s a breakfast place in the historic downtown area, do you want to go there?”

“Does that involve putting on pants?”

“Preferably,” Scott said, grinning. “And shoes, restaurants like shoes.”

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