god allison i love you so much

Like She’s Mine (part fifteen) - Stiles Stilinski

here it is, you’ve all been waiting and I’m proud to present… fifteen.  the wedding.  the blowout.  boom.  here she is, the final part! i love how into this story you guys were and you were so sweet and i know i had your hearts in my hands and i just shattered them repeatedly.  but i’m honored to have had the chance to do so.  thanks @dumbass-stilinski @writing-obrien and @sincerelystiles for all the support and telling me my angst was hurting you, it means a lot.  and HUGE THX AND HUGS AND KISSES FOR LIL MADI ( @celestial-writing​ ) for playing the part as the adorable little girl featured in this series.  u rock girly i love you so so much <3 enjoy guys and happy easter if that’s your thing

warnings: mentions of sex, asshole theo, angsty asf, heartbreaking tbh, swearing, super long, slightly abusive theo

word count: 8601 (YES!)

Originally posted by satninlove

(the day of the wedding)

“Oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god” Allison was running frantically around as I sat on a stool in the small bridal area.  A whole room just for the bride and her bridesmaids.  Lydia was applying a finishing clear coat of nail polish over my french manicure as Allison was losing her shit.  I could tell that she wanted to run her fingers through her hair, but didn’t want to ruin the beautiful braid that was pinned over the top of her head.

“Would you stop freaking out?” The girl I had briefly known, Malia, said.  She walked up to the brunette and rubbed her shoulders awkwardly.

“No! I’m getting married! What if I mess up? What if I forget my vows? Oh my god what if I fall-”

“Alli, calm, you’re so graceful” Kira’s sweet voice rang.“Yeah, and the last night you were reciting your vows in your sleep.  Trust me I think you’ll do great” I assured.

“Don’t move” Lydia scolded.

“And what about him? What if he messes up? What if he- oh my god guys what if he doesn’t want to-”

“He wants to” Malia stated bluntly, not letting Allison finish.  She looked over at me, and I smiled with raised brows.  She smiled at me too, rolling her eyes slightly and I chuckled.

“Don’t move” Lydia muttered again.  There were three knocks on the door, which Kira happily skipped to answer it.  She cracked it open just a peek, so no one would see the beautiful bride.

“No, no Stiles you can’t come in-” I looked over upon hearing his name.  I could hear his voice, but not whatever he was saying.  “No you can’t-”

“What does he want?” Allison asked, walking over to the door.

“NO HE CAN’T SEE YOUR DRESS!” Kira flipped, a side I haven’t seen of the petite girl.  Allison just laughed and raised a dismissive hand.  But she walked away from the door anyways.  “He wants to talk to y/n” My eyes widened and my lips parted at what she said.

“He does?” I stood up, and Lydia mumbled a string of curses.  I looked over to Allison, who gave me a beautiful smile.

“Go on, we’ve got ten minutes before the ceremony” She said softly.  I nodded shakily, clenching my fingers against my palms.

“Thanks Alli” i whispered, barely brushing my lips against her cheek as I went to the door.“Oh, young love” I heard her say to the other girls, which just made them laugh.  I put my hand on the closed doorknob.  I took in a deep breath, and opened it.  Swiftly stepping out and closing it behind me.


“Stiles” I didn’t know what to do, or say.  It’s been so long, too long really.

“I wanted to check on you, make sure everything was alright” I sucked in my bottom lip and nodded my head.  “You sure?” I didn’t answer the second time.

“Are you?” I whispered.  He shrugged his shoulders.

“I’m alright.  How’s Madi?” She’s good.

“She misses you” What? Mouth! That is not what brain told you to say!

“She does?” Oh no, no I knew what this was.  He was trying to prod me into telling him that I missed him.  But I wasn’t going to play that game.

“Yeah she does.  To be honest I don’t think she likes Theo as much” I said.  Stiles’ jaw set and his eyes hardened.


‘I think she likes you better than hi-”

“He’s here? With her? W-with you?”

“With her” I said softly.  “Not me, simply platonic so she can have a father figure in her life-”

“How long?”

“About three days” He nodded, and put his hands into his trousers.

“Well… well good she has that” I nodded, biting my cheek hard to keep a straight face.  I distracted myself by fixing Stiles’ crooked bow tie, being carefully of my still drying fingernails.

“Yes it is” I replied.  Silence washed over the small hallway and I stared at the now fixed tie.  I smoothed out the nonexistent wrinkles on his shoulders.

“y/n I still love you” I smiled sadly at him, and he gave me a defeated look, slightly slumping.

“I still love you too” I said quietly.  “But I can’t focus on that right now, today is about Allison and Scott” Stiles barely nodded his head.

“But we’ll talk?” He asked hopefully.

“Of course” I replied in a hushed tone.  “I have to get back to my bride now.  She’s going crazy in there” Stiles chuckled and I stepped back slightly.  “Scott holding up though?”

“Oh no, he cried a few times.  He was still crying when I left” I laughed and he smiled crookedly.

“Well tell him his bride is waiting to see him at the alter” Stiles nodded and pretended to tip his hat.

“Of course madam” I smiled and reached for the door, but before he could move away I stepped forward and hesitantly stood in front of him.  I looked in his eyes before leaning forward and pressing a small kiss on the corner of his mouth.

“See you in a bit” I said, and he nodded, staying silent as I opened the door.  When I walked in and closed the door, everyone was just staring at me with knowing smiles.

“Did you all eavesdrop?” I shook my head, wondering just who could be behind that… just kidding it was definitely Allison.

(Stiles’ pov)

“She said she still loved me though, and she kissed me” I finished telling Scott about my encounter with y/n/.

“Did you see Allison? What’d she look like? Was she beautfu- dumb question of course she was” He smiled to himself, and I gave him a bewildered look.  I spun to see Danny.

“Can you believe him? I don’t think he listened to a word I just said” I shook my head.

“Don’t feel bad.  I wasn’t listening either” He replied and I groaned.

“I listened-”

“Butt out Liam.  Didn’t your parents ever teach you it was rude to listen to other people’s conversations?” I said.  He walked away.

“I was listening to you” Mason said, messing with the buttons on his jacket.

“When can we get drinks?” Isaac asked.  I rolled my eyes as he plopped down into a chair.

“At the reception” I said monotone.“

But that’s not until seven!” He groaned.  I ignored him this time.

“Do you want my advice?” Mason asked me, and I nodded eagerly.  Finally, real girl advice.

“Ever have a girlfriend who likes to do things her way and all you want to do is help but she doesn’t trust you?”

“Dude.  I’m gay”

“O-oh” I stumbled.  Oops.  “Well has he ever..?” I asked again.

“No, we’re usually pretty open and know when and how to ask for help” He said.  “But I don’t think she doesn’t trust you”

“How can you say that? Have you even met her?” I asked.

“You’re the one asking for my advice” He said, putting his hands up.  “And no, I haven’t met her, only heard about her from you guys.  And from what it sounds like, she’s got a lot going on.  I’m sure she’ll come to you when she’s ready, and from what it sounds like, she just did”

“No, she’s with Theo now” I mumbled down to my hands.

“Damnit Stiles that’s not what she said” Scott groaned.  He looked irritated, definitely fed up with all of the drama I’m giving him.  “This is what you do, you overthink things before things can even be definite.  This is why you have all these problems, you act before you finish whatever’s even happening” I just stood in silence as Scott went off on me.  I didn’t know what to say.He was right though.

“So… so have I already ruined it with y/n?” Scott shrugged, palms up and brows raised.  Meaning he didn’t know, and he didn’t care.  At the moment anyways.  I know he cared for y/n too, and me of course.  I was the runner up bride if Allison had said no.  At least I think it was…

“Scoot?” All the heads in the room turned to where the flower girl was standing in the doorway.  I grinned and Madi ran over to me, a few petals falling out of her basket.

“Well aren’t you the prettiest girl here?” I said, kneeling down to hug her.  y/n and Allison really did a good job.  She had on this sky blue dress that poofed at the waist line, a darker colored ribbon tied in a bow on her back.  Her hair was brushed, but nothing was done to it.  It was adorable, I had to say.

“I came to say goo- good luck!” I grinned at her and ruffled up her hair.

“Good luck to you too little girl” I respond.

“Mama said after we can dance!” She said, jumping with excitement.

“Yeah? You excited to dance?” I asked, and she nodded eagerly.  “Alright so if you’re really good today, and I mean exceptionally make your mother proud good, then I will save you a very special dance” Her eyes rounded with amusement.

“A-a special dance?” I nodded, and her smile only grew further.  “Okay! I’ll be extra good! I promise daddy!” The room was silent for a few moments before she giggled and threw her arms around my neck.

“Alright alright, you go back to where you were, we have a wedding to get to soon” She nodded, and I watched out the door as she walked back across the hall, knocking on the door to the girls’ room.  It opened, and Kira gave Madi a delighted smile before stooping over to lift her up.  When she was safely back inside I closed the door and turned.  Only to find four pairs of eyes on me.  “What?”

“She’s still calling you daddy” Scott said.  I felt my face get hot and instantly I was fiddling with my fingers.

“Ye-yeah I guess I dunno” I mumbled again.

“Dude” Scott grinned at me.  “That means things with you and y/n are totally fixable” My head shot up as I stared at him with nothing but hope.  “If she’s preferring you over Theo, how long do you think it’ll be before y/n just cuts off Madi and his’ relationship? Not long.  She’ll see, y/n’s a smart girl she’ll see where Madi’s loyalty and love lies”

“A-are you serious?”

“Don’t you think y/n will want what’s best for Madi?”

“Of course, we all do” I responded easily.

“And who do you think’s the better man?” Scott questioned.

“Hell, even I’m better” Isaac said.  He pulled a flask out of the inside pocket of his suit jacket, taking a long swig.  I snorted and rolled my eyes.

“Just think about the logic here Stiles” Scott said.  “But don’t even try to ruin my wedding” I was smiling so much I could barely even hear what he was saying.There was still a chance.  I still had a chance.  With y/n, with Madi.  I can fix all of this.

When we left the room, Scott walking into the large room, all the way up to stand at the altar, I bounced on my feet a little.  y/n came out, and she took my hand immediately.

“Nervous?” She asked, and I glanced all over.  Behind us, Lydia and Mason.  Then Kira and Liam, then Malia and Isaac, who seemed to be sharing his flask.  Please don’t go wrong, please don’t go wrong…

“Maybe a little” I admitted to her, and she squeezed my hand.

“Mama!” Madi bounced up to us, holding her basket and her once messy hair seemed to have been combed through since last  saw her.

“You remember what you have to do?” y/n asked her, and she nodded her head.

“Behind Mali” She said.  I chuckled at how she couldn’t say Malia’s name properly.

“That’s right” y/n said with an award winning smile.

“Here, you can come stand with me” Malia said, shoving the alcohol containing vessel to Isaac.  Madi happily skipped over to the short haired girl and too her hand.  Everyone smiled at Malia, who seemed to have no idea what to do.  She didn’t seem like the type to have a lot of experience with kids.

“How was Scott doing?”

“Ship wreck.  Allison?”

“Car crash”

“Good, they’ll do great” I said and she laughed, carefully tucking her hair behind her ear.

“OH MY GOD THE BOUQUETS!” We all watched as Lydia sprinted, in her designer heels, back into the room, and came out with her arms full of white roses tied at their stems with blue ribbon.  “Here… here… for you… here…” She handed them out, making sure all the bridesmaids carefully held them, then went back to her spot behind us.

“That was a close one.  What would we have done without flowers” Liam said sarcastically.  Lydia whipped around, nearly hitting people with her flaming hair.

“Listen you little snot” She spat sassily.  “If we were unprepared for Alli’s big day, if you even get your shoe untied Liam, I will personally see to it that you are removed from the premises with sheer and brute force.  You will not be attending the reception, you will not even put up a fight.  You will go home, in your spiderman underpants seeing that we rented the tux for you, and you will tell your mother all about how you ruined my best girlfriend, my sister’s wedding.  Do.  You.  Under.  Stand?” 

Liam looked petrified.  But he nodded his head vigorously.

“Good” Lydia said cheerfully with a sweet smile.  When she turned back to face forward, y/n and I quickly looked away.  She squeezed my hand tightly when we heard the music begin to play.  Soft piano keys echoing throughout the building.

“Don’t do anything stupid and get kicked out” She whispered to me, and I cast a glance toward her as she stared ahead at the closed double doors.  Just behind those doors, my brother stood at the end of the aisle, waiting to see his bride to be.  I stared at y/n, how long her lashes looked and how bright the makeup made her eyes appear.  Her lips were a rosy pink, as were her cheeks.  She must’ve felt me staring because they darkened slightly as she looked over to me.  “Cause if you get kicked out and I’m left here by myself, I might go insane” I smiled at her genuinely and she smiled back.  I squeezed her hand and she squeezed back.  I took it as a silent promise to stick together today.

The doors opened.

(your pov again)

The doors opened.

There was Scott, way down there, he seemed miles away, but really he was just a good twelve steps.  I looked over the crowd , seeing a few familiar faces.  A few of Allison’s family members, Mason’s boyfriend Corey, Danny and Ethan who I remember briefly from high school, a few of Scott’s family members on the other side, and Theo, who smirked at me as I caught his eye.  They were all standing, staring at us.  I swallowed thickly, and Stiles squeezed my hand again.

“You’re good” He whispered, and then the music lifted, and it was our time to walk.  My arm hooked into Stiles’ and I gripped my bouquet tightly.  We slowly made our way down the white aisle, and I did my best to ignore the stares from everyone around us.  When I glanced down, the flowers were trembling.  A few moments later, we’d arrived.  Stiles gave me a reassuring look, patting my hand softly as we parted, and each stood on opposite sides of the alter.  Scott smiled to each of us.  I watched anxiously as Lydia walked up with Mason, taking a spot next to me.  Then Kira, and then Malia.

Madi bounced out next, smiling so big as she swung her little basket around eagerly.  She grabbed a handful, handing it to Corey who was stood on the end seat of an aisle.  He chuckled and took it, thanking her quietly.  She did this again to the woman across the aisle a little ways.  She continued to hand a bunch of bundles of petals handing them out to people standing at the ends of the pews.  Until she reached us.  SHe smiled big and waved at me.

“Hi mommy!” She whispered.

“Hi Madi” I whispered back, waving gently as well.  She reached in, grabbing a few petals and handing them to Scott.

“Get her Scoot” She said, earning more delighted laughter from the audience.  Scott took the petals and tucked them into his pants pocket.

“Thank you Madi” She nodded and pranced over to her spot right in front of me.

That’s when Allison came up to the door.  I looked over at Scott, who was smiling and tearing up.  He whispered something to Stiles, who smiled and nodded his head.  I watched as Chris walked Allison, as he walked my best friend, down the aisle.  When she’d arrived, I had tears in my eyes.

Her dress was just stunning, which I already knew but somehow this hit me harder.  It was a sweetheart neckline.  The silky material fell down to her feet, and trailed back behind her.

Don’t cry, Lydia will be mad if you ruin your makeup.  She mouthed to me, and I wiped away the few tears that had fallen onto my cheeks.

It was difficult to not cry as they promised to love each other in sickness and in health, and so on.  Madi had scooted over towards me, wrapping her arms around my shin, her fingers every once in awhile reaching up to play with the hem of my dress.

“Your vows?” The priest said, and Scott nodded.  He took both of Allison’s hands and smiled at her.  She gave him a watery smile back.

“Allison Celeste Argent” He said softly.  “I have loved you since the moment I first saw you.  Yes, I was the loser who fell in love with the new girl in school” A small chuckled erupted from that.  “And since I grew the courage to talk to you- God knows how that happened you made me a nervous wreck- but since then, this is all I wanted.  To be together, to stay together.  You accepted me, and my weird friends” He gave a look to Stiles.  “And every time I kiss you, and hold your hand, and talk to you, and tell you how much I love, because it’s so much, it feels like the first time.  Every time I look at you, my heart still races, whether you’re here, standing in front of me, as my bride, or in the mornings when you’re half asleep at the table in old sweatpants and drinking the most bitter coffee, and Allison, you are just as beautiful, no matter what you do, no matter what you wear.  And you’re smart, you always beat me at monopoly! EVen though I’m still convinced you cheat somehow” More chuckles from the people.  “But I’m still going to love you the same, even if you do cheat.  I want to spend my whole life, with you”

I went against my better judgement and let a few tears slip.

“I love you too” Allison whispered back, wiping her eyes with her fingertips as not to ruin her makeup.  

“Do you have vows, ms Argent?” She nodded, sniffling quietly and cupping her hands around his face for a moment before holding onto his hands again.

“Scott McCall, I have so many things to tell you that none of these people want to hear.  You’re caring, I’ve never seen someone so committed to helping people, even when it goes against your better judgement, even when it keeps you up all night, even when it gives you headaches, but I find you still working.  It’s so noble of you.  I love how sweet you are, even to the most jack- even to the people who don’t deserve it.  I love how great you are with my crazy friends..” She looked at me, and I winked.  “I love how it took you a few tries to pass my father’s crazy test so you could date me, and I love how great you are with Madi…” Allison bit her lips for a moment.  “And I hope that someday we’ll have a Madi of our own a-and I hope she’s just like you” I could see tears in her eyes again, and quite frankly I was holding back my own sobs.  “I have never been prouder than I am today to call myself your wife” Good god, at this point, of you weren’t crying, you didn’t have a heart.  I could even feel tears in Madi’s eyes run onto my leg… but she was probably bored of standing here for so long.

“The rings?” The priest asked.  Stiles stepped forward, and handed the small pillow where the wedding bands sat, down to Madi.  She held it excitedly, and handed the pretty one to Allison (probably because it’s pretty rather it was the one designed for her).

“Thank you dear” She said sweetly, and passed it to Scott.

“You’re welcome Alli!” She yelled, the excitement getting to her.  But Allison giggled as Madi handed the other ring to Allison as well.  I bit back my laugh in a smile as I realized Madi had handed both of the rings to Allison.  “Ha-happy true loves day Alli and Scoot” She said, making the room fill with laughter and ‘awes’ again.  

“Come here baby” I said softly, as not to be heard by everyone.  Madi gave the pillow back to Stiles, and waddled back to hold onto my leg.

Scott slid the ring onto Allison’s finger, and she did the same for him, both of them bearing big, sappy and sweet grins.

“Congratulations, Mr and Mrs McCall, you may now kiss the bride!”

And with that, everyone was cheering as Allison tugged him in placing her lips happily on his.  Their first kiss as a married couple.  I clapped, and pulled Madi up on my hip, letting her hold my bouquet of flowers.  Everyone was up and standing, clapping and cheering louder as their kiss turned into five.  I grinned over at Stiles, who looked just as proud as I felt.  He was walking over to me, past the happy couple, and reaching out for Madi.  But I felt arms wrap around my waist.  I turned, my eyes landing on Theo.

“Th-Theo wow you surprised m-”

I was cut off when his lips covered mine.

“What the- what are you doing?” I shrieked, pulling away and instantly setting Madi back down on the ground.

“What? We’re celebrating!” Theo grinned.  I looked around, seeing most people filing out of the room, backs turned to the alter. At least not everyone saw this outburst.  Thankfully they couldn’t have heard it, too much cheering as Allison and Scott ran out of the church hand in hand.

“Come on Madi” I spun around to see Lydia lifting up Madi with the basket full of miniature bubble wands.

“I’m going to go help my daughter” I said, getting away from Theo as fast as I could.  But as soon as I’d turned, I saw Stiles.  He was a few feet away, people moving around him to leave the building, but he didn’t bother to move.  Just stood there staring at me.  He seemed… disappointed.  “Stiles-” I held out my hand and began to walk down towards him, but he shook his head, and stepped back.

Then turned, and walked away.

“Lydia!” I called, racing down to her.  She was near the doorway, just behind Stiles but he didn’t bother to stick around.  The strawberry blonde turned and grinned at me, and Madi clapped upon seeing me.  “Hi sweetie” I said in the tone only saved for her.  “Come on, let’s go blow some bubbles” I said, putting my hand on Lydia’s back and guiding her quickly out of the door.

“Hey, what’s going on?” Lydia asked me quietly.

“Mama what about Da- him?” Madi pointed back to where I could see a familiar head of gelled blonde hair, and I rolled my eyes.

“He’s going to meet us there” I said, trying not to grit my teeth.  Madi seemed content with that answer, if she really understood what I’d even said.  Luckily Lydia seemed to read my mind, and distracted Madi quickly with the bubbles.

“Look you just put it up to your lips and blow!” I zoned out as she taught her the proper way to blow bubbles.  All that I could see was Stiles’ heartbroken look from earlier.  It was permanently engraved into my mind.  I tried to focus, I tried to smile as Madi had successfully, and finally blew a bunch of bubbles, but I was too deep on my own head.  I didn’t know I was staring down at the sidewalk until I felt a tug on my arm and looked up to see Lydia pulling on me gently.  “You ready to go?” She asked in a gentle tone. I wondered if she could tell o wasn’t okay.  I answered in a shaky nod, unable to speak.

“Mama?” Madi reached out to me, and I slowly took her into my arms, letting her rest on my hip.

“Come on, why don’t we go” Lydia spoke again, and I nodded, hesitantly following her out into the parking lot.  Allison and Scott were long gone, wherever they were going to spend those few hours of peace and being newlyweds.  I figured Stiles had left already too, I didn’t see his jeep anywhere.

“Did Stiles leave?” I asked Lydia.  Her brows knit together, and I knew that she’d pieced together the events of the past ten minutes.

“Yeah, a little bit ago” She told me quietly.

I don’t know why I wasn’t having fun, it was a party, you’re supposed to have fun.  Its natural instinct.  But I also didn’t feel the need to try to have fun.  The reception hall was decorated beautifully, streamers, white tablecloths with fake candles set in the middle of them, only a few lights were on.  Allison was currently dancing with her father, a tradition for the bride.  Madi was playing with Malia Kira and Danny a few tables away but perfectly in my view.  Scott was sitting a few people away from me, and Stiles right next to him.  Only one person sat between the two of us, Lydia.  Given I asked her to sit here.  I was quiet, a plate of half eaten food in front of me.  Scott Lydia and Isaac were having an animated discussion about the honeymoon the newlyweds were having.  London, they were going to London.  I envied them so much.

But Stiles and, we were the only silent ones.  It made me sick to the stomach.  How did I manage to mess this up already? Three months, I waited three months for our small interaction earlier, and not two hours later, we were back to giving each other the silent treatment.  I hadn’t had the chance to talk to anyone about it, I’d barely spoken three words to Allison since I got here.  My eyes were stuck to my glass of champagne.  I couldn’t remember if I drank it of it or not, it looked somewhat full, but perhaps I had taken a sip? Didn’t matter anyways.  The yellow colored liquid made me want to throw up.

In fact, everything my eyes landed on made me want to puke.  The dry piece of steak sitting on my plate, a faw pieces of it missing from where I’d eaten a mere three bites.  The empty plates of my friends’ meals, just some sauce and scraps left on it.  I wanted to go home, I wanted to put on an old tee shirt, crawl under the covers, and stay there.  Forever.  But that would make me a terrible friend, and just about the worst maid of honor ever.  So I continued to let myself feel flushed and nauseous.  Time passed as did bodies, and soon other people were dancing to a more upbeat song.  I think ALlison came back to our table, I think that’s why Scott got up and left but I couldn’t register anything very well.  That’s when shapes and colors began to all blur together.

“y/n, hey y/n?” I lifted my head and looked over to see Lydia shaking my shoulder as gently as she could.  “Honey you look sick did you eat too much?” Her eyes landed on my plate, that had my food on it for nearly half an hour.  “Come on, come with me” Her arms wrapped around my shoulders and she helped me stand.  “Do you feel sick?” I shrugged, looking around the busy room.  Yes, yes I did.  But I wasn’t going to say that to her.  If she made me leave, Allison would be heartbroken.  I felt a third hand on my arm, and looked over to see Stiles, still sitting in his seat, gently grasping my wrist.  He was staring up at me with eyes that made me want to cry.

Great, on top of wanting to puke, now I was gonna have a breakdown.

He said something to Lydia, and she gave me an uneasy look but nodded her head, and Stiles’ arms replaced hers.

“Come on” He spoke softly, and I let him walk me to the door.  The cool night air felt good when we went outside.  I was instantly able to let out a long breath I didn’t know I’d been holding in.  I wandered over to the wall, leaning my back against it and closing my eyes, trying to keep my breathing steady.  I could hear Stiles stand next to me, but I stayed silent.  Once my eyes finally opened, and I wasn’t feeling sick from my surroundings, he spoke.  “What happened?” I looked at Stiles, my expression blank.

“So now we’re talking? I almost puke and we talk again?” His gentle look fell slightly.

“y/n I was worried I thought you were going to have an anxiety attack or something-”

“No, no I’m going inside I don’t want to do this” I said, walking towards the door but Stiles stepped in front of me.

“But you said we’d talk” He said brokenly.  I avoided his eyes, looking absolutely anywhere else.  “y/n come on-”

“No” I said as monotone as I could manage.


“No” I reached around him towards the door handle and surprisingly he didn’t push me away.

“Just tell me- just-” I waited as he stumbled over all of his words.  Stiles let out a defeated sigh, and stepped out of my way.  I waited a few more moments, but when he didn’t do anything, I turned the handle.  “Just tell me that you and Theo aren’t together now…” His voice was merely a whisper behind me, but I caught it.  Oh how my blood boiled.  I whipped around.

“Not that it’s any of your business Stiles, seeing that you told me you loved me then dropped out of my life for three months, but the second that another guy kisses me, or shows a mere interest, you’re all over it like the fucking alpha male you’ve been acting like!”

“y/n that’s not fair-”

“And it’s fair to ditch me when I needed you?” SIlence fell over us, and my chest was heaving.  Anger, disappointment, all brewing in my head.  But there was still that small spark of hope.  Please Stiles, please say the right thing, please don’t make me walk away.

“So it’s true? You’re with Theo now?”

God I wished I had a glass of something to splash it on his face.  This seemed like the proper time to do something like that.

“Sometimes Stiles, you’re a fucking idiot” I said slowly, shaking my head and turning around to go back inside.  When the door shut, I turned again, watching, and again hoping he’d burst in, tell me not to be with Theo (although i wasn’t), tell me he loves me and wants better for me, that he’d be better for me.  It sounded so romantically cliche in my head.

But after a minute of waiting, I felt I’d waited one minute too long.  Three months, three days, and one minute, and I had officially waited too long for Stiles Stilinski.  Is this the part where I try to move on?

It sounded dreadful.

I’d successfully sat at the table by myself looking like a loner for a whole hour.  This was a new record.  I mentally high fived myself and missed.  Yeah, my head was messed up like this for an entire sixty minutes.  While Scott and Allison were slow dancing to a fast song that made everyone else jump around in beautiful gowns and bare feet, I was sulking in my own self pity.  I amused myself by seeing if I could count all the bubbled in my glass of champagne.  I was currently at seventy six, but I think I counted the big one twice.

But I perked up when I heard a familiar burst of giggles.  I even smiled genuinely when I saw Madi blowing bubbles with Malia Kira Danny and Ethan.  They were all clapping and grinning, laughing with her as she proudly blew more bubbles.  My heart lifted from where it had sunk low in my chest.  At least someone was enjoying themselves.  And Madi was always capable of making a bad situation better in a  matter of seconds.  I watched for a few more minutes as she skipped and danced a little to the music, making the group of people light up with joy.

Theo caught my eye, making my smile falter a little as he walked towards my daughter and her new friends.  He almost walked past them, but I saw him stumble a little as his shoe slipped across the floor.  As much as I hoped he would, he didn’t fall.  I stifled a chuckle behind my hand, finding pure joy in his minor trip.  He spun on his heel, glaring at Madi and the others.  His eyes landed on her bubbles in her hand.  He grimaced and snatched it out of her hands.


“Stop making a mess!” He yelled, he actually screamed at her over practically nothing.  Even from where I was sitting a few tables away, I could still hear Madi’s whimpers.  I shot up and marched over angrily to the scene.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I asked angrily, trying not to yell, but I still got the attention of other people around us.

“Discipline” Theo gritted out, and tried to maneuver around me to grab Madi.  I shoved his shoulder, forcing him away from my daughter.  “What? Dad’s teach lessons” He maliciously shot his hand out towards Madi, and I slapped him across the face.  To me, the echo of the impact echoed in the room.  But only twenty people would have noticed what just happened.

“You are no father to my little girl” I spat out.  He growled at me, and Malia stood up abruptly, walking next to me.

“Turn around before you do something dumb” She warned.  But he pushed her and me, again trying to get at Madi.

“Hey!” Next thing I knew Theo was shoved to the ground on his ass.  I looked wildly over to where Stiles tood in front of Madi, eyes narrowed down towards Theo.

“Stilinski damnit, how many times am I gonna have to kick your ass?”

“You won’t, get out” Stiles muttered.  SOmehow I felt terrified and safe at the same time.

“What makes you think-” Stiles stepped forward.

“You’ve now messed with both of my girls, and if you say another word, you’ll regret me not personally dragging your sorry ass to hell” I swallowed thickly.

“You can’t make me leave Stilinski, Madi’s mine”

“You’re not my daddy!” My eyes widened and I jolted as she raced forward, wrapping her arms around Stiles’ leg.  “He’s my daddy!” Theo scowled, and pushed himself to stand.

“Listen here-”

“Is there a problem?” ANd now Scott was here.  The second Theo saw him, he had to have known he was beat.  But no, he went on like the jackass he was.

“Don’t you have a wife to be fucking?’ Theo spat.

“So there is a problem?” Allison asked, stepping up with her arms crossed.  Even Kira Malia and Danny had circled around him.  I was sure that Theo was either gonna start throwing punches, or make a run for it.  It was silent, people mostly just staring angrily at him.  He almost stepped to run out of the circle of people, but a hand gripped his shoulder.

“How about I take you outside?” Everyone was now staring with wide and curious eyes to where Isaac was gripping onto Theo.

“I can manage on my own-”


We watched still in silence as Isaac pushed Theo away, and out of the door.  Most of the people left, but Allison Scott Stiles and Madi were still standing around with me.

Stiles was the first to do something, scooping up Madi and rushing forward to me all in the same motion.  One arm was around her back as she sat on his waist, the other reached out towards me and I held it in both of mine tightly.  Tears sprung in my eyes and he seemed to notice because he yanked me in close but gently and held onto me tightly.  I looked over at his shoulder to see everyone was in their own little worlds, not noticing what had just happened here.  I held tightly onto him, one arm around him the other around Madi.

“Thank you daddy for protecting me and mommy” She whispered, causing a few tears to leak onto my cheeks.

“Come on, why don’t you go practice your dancing skills, seeing you still owe me a dance” Madi nodded as he set her down on the ground.

“See you soon!” She exclaimed, and scampered off to dance.  I watched for a moment as Scott and Lydia gladly let her jump around by them.

“I’ll go help them teach her to dance properly” Allison said with a soft giggle.  She squeezed my shoulder as I nodded, and walked off.  I turned to Stiles, and I’d barely even even faced him completely when he stepped forward again, and hugged me tightly.  I buried my nose down into the crook of his neck, breathing in deeply and just letting my emotions flood over me.

“I’m not with Theo, I was never with Theo Stiles I love you, you, and just you-” I sucked in a deep breath as I pulled back from him.  “I don’t wanna be with Theo” I whispered, and shook my head.  My hands latched behind his neck as he stared at me, lips parted slightly.  “Not even if it was what’s best for Madi, but I know it isn’t, I know he’s he- he doesn’t make her eyes light up like you, he doesn’t make her laugh, he’s nothing to her, he’s nothing to me besides a piece of shit” Again, I took more breaths.  “And I want that for her, all those good things…” My voice cracked but i kept going anyways.  “You’re the only one for her Stiles, you’re the only one for me”

His hands reached up and cupped my face, pulling me in for a long and passionate kiss.  Stiles tugged me closer and my arms wound around his neck, holding myself against him.

“I love you, god I love you so much” He breathed out, forehead resting against mine.  “y/n I’ve been in love with you since we met and that’s not gonna go away, ever, seriously I’ve tried.  Do you know how hard I’ve tried? To try and move on and find someone better than you? It’s impossible y/n.  Because there is no one better.  But I was the nerd who was stuck loving his best friend” i smiled gently.

“So was I”

“And I was jealous of Theo, of all people, I was.  Because I wasn’t him.  I wasn’t with you that night at Lydia’s party, maybe not doing what he did… but I still wasn’t with you.  I didn’t get… Madi… I wanted to be that guy, not the dick part but the father, I wanted to be the one to be there for you and help you raise her and love her, love her like she’s mine, because y/n all I’ve ever wanted with you is a future, no matter what it holds”

Tears were streaming down my cheeks and he tried to brush them away with the pads of his thumbs but I couldn’t stop crying.

“y/n I love you, I love Madi, and I want you both”

“I love you too” I whispered so quietly it was almost inaudible.  But by the way he smiled I knew he heard it.  “And I’m sorry for what I’ve put you through, especially today” He shook his head, brushing strands of hair behind my ear.

“Don’t be sorry, Theo’s getting the life beat out of him by Isaac.  That makes everything okay”

“And you got the girl Stilinski” I said as he was still brushing a hand through my hair.

“Yeah I got both of them, didn’t I?” He smiled, and I nodded my head.

“You did” I murmured.  He pulled me towards him again, softly placing his lips on mine.

“Took me long enough too” I giggled, holding him tightly as I kissed him between smiles and small bursts of laughter.

(third pov)

“Look at them” Allison whispered to Scott as they danced.  His arms wound around her waist, hers around his neck.  Scott looked over to where her head nodded to, seeing Stiles and y/n holding on to each other and kissing gently.  “Only they could make out without looking like they’re making out” Scott chuckled at that, and looked back down to her.

“This day couldn’t be more perfect” He mused, and she nodded.

“I do agree Mr McCall” Allison said with a small but cheeky smile.

“Wonderful, Mrs McCall” Scott replied, his nose rubbing against hers gently.

(your pov)

“Look at them” Stiles said with a small scoff.  I looked over to Scott and Allison, finding them eskimo kissing.

“Ew” I said, laughing a little.  “They’re already married, just get a room” Stiles laughed with me.

“Come on, come dance with me” He prompted, pulling on my hands.  I nodded, and followed him over to the dance floor.  A few feet away from our married friends.  His arm snaked around my waist, but he still held my one hand.  I left him lead, just spinning slowly around and smiling at each other cause neither of us really knew what we were doing.  I giggled when he stepped on my foot, but he looked mortified.  “I’m sorry- I’m so sorry” His face flushed pink and I just shook my head, then kicked off my heels and stepped up onto his shoes in my bare feet.  I wrapped both of my arms around his neck and his hands fell to my waist.

“There” I said, pecking his lips quickly.  “Much easier, yes?” Stiles nodded and gave me a sheepish smile.  I closed my eyes, pressing my forehead gently against his and then resting my head on his shoulder as we swayed around slowly.  He held me close and it was just a nice silence.  I’ve never felt so calm, so at peace.  Especially when ten minutes ago, I was sure that my life was shattered into pieces that could never be glued back together.

But here I was.  And Stiles was putting the last piece back into the puzzle.  I pulled back from him for a second, looking him in the eye, then raising my hands from where they were draped behind his neck, tangling them softly into his hair on the back of his head.  I tilted forward, softly pressing my lips into his, and closing my eyes tightly.  His hands tightened slightly on my hips as he kissed me back, and I smiled against his lips before he pulled away from me.

“What was that for?” He whispered, and I shrugged a shoulder and shook my head.

“I just don’t want to forget what that feels like” I murmured back.  A short smile pulled on his lips for a moment.

“Yeah well you don’t ever have to” He said, pecking my lips then cheek before pulling me against him again, almost in an embrace.

Our moment was cut short when Madi waddled up, tugging on Stiles’ pant leg and telling him that he owed her a dance.

“It’s- it’s enough true loves with mommy” She said, crossing her arms sassily.  I giggled and released Stiles, slipping back into my heels.  I waved them off to go dance.  I watched as he pulled her up to stand on his feet, just as I had been previously held, and he held her hands.  She was giggling as he danced all around wildly.  I just laughed and walked over to our table for a drink of water.  Surprisingly Allison was standing there as well, looking over the crowd of people.  When she caught me, she grinned and waved me over, so I picked up my pace and went up to her.

“Hiya” SHe said, raising her eyebrows a few times in a suggestive manner.  I blushed instantly as I grabbed my glass.

“Hey” I responded before taking a few drinks.  “How’s your reception going, Mrs McCall?” The brunette chuckled.

“It’s going wonderful, and if my assumptions are correct, you and Stiles are going steady?” I nodded with an uncontainable grin.

“Why yes, yes we are”

“Everything’s sorted out, correct?”

“Correct” I confirmed, smiling even wider.  Allison smiled too, and held her arms out for me to hug her.

“Let’s collectively be proud of each other” I laughed and pulled away, smiling over at where Madi was up in Stiles’ arms, being spun all around.  Allison looked between my line of sight, and she smiled just as I was.  “Hey, I’ve got a little surprise for you” SHe said softly, but the grin that grew on her lips told me it was something huge.

“What is it?” I asked, quirking an eyebrow in curiosity.

I unzipped the back of my dress as I entered my room.  Stiles came right in behind me a few moments later, already in a more comfortable set of clothes.

“Madi go to sleep?” I asked as the dress slipped onto the floor.  Stiles grinned and nodded his head.  I had grabbed a tee shirt from the dresser and turned to face him again.  “Did you have to sing to-” I froze, I didn’t expect him to be standing right there.  “Well hi there” I said with a small smile as his arms circled around my bare waist.

“Mm she’s sleeping” He hummed, dropping his head to plant his lips just below my ear.  I felt myself blush immediately and ran my hands up his chest to grip onto his shoulders.  Stiles seemed to like that because he began to suck gently on that sweet spot that makes me grin.

“You’re sure… she’s asleep?” I asked between breaths.  He bit gently and as soon as I whimpered his tongue ran over the red area, already back to sucking and making it better.

“Mhm” He answered.  I pushed him back and in seconds he’d lifted me up, my legs on either side of his waist and our lips already locking.  

When I fell back onto the bed he pulled his shirt up over his head and settled between my legs, propping himself up slightly on the bed with his elbows.  My hands tangled in his hair and he kissed down from my chin and throat, planting wet kisses down further.  Through the valley of my breasts all the way to just below my belly button and above the hem of my panties.  But I yanked him back up to me for another fast and sloppy wet kiss.  His tongue ran over the seam of my lips and I gladly allowed him entrance, parting my lips and letting our tongues mesh.  It wasn’t so much a fight for dominance, rather exploring each other’s mouths.  He leaned up, and I did as well, both of us sitting on our knees on the mattress.  His arms raised so he could cup my cheeks, then slid down my neck into my shoulders, traveling again down my arms and settling in a comfortable spot on my waist.  I had my hands clasped around the back of his neck, softly brushing into the ends of his hair here and there.

I let go of him, reaching my hands back behind me and Stiles pulled his lips off of mine, watching as I unclasped my bra and let it fall slowly down my arms.  I tossed it to the floor by the bed before looking back up at him.

He hastily shoved me back down to the bed, scattering hickeys in my body once again.

To say I was out of breath would be an understatement.  To say Stiles fucked the daylights out of me would be an understatement as well.  Now I get why some people say you won’t be able to walk properly the next day.

I was currently on my side, curled up against him in nothing but his tee shirt.  Stiles was lying on his back, an arm around me as I snuggled into his chest.  His other arm was across his stomach, our fingers linked on his toned skin.  We’d been laying like this for the past few minutes, just resting under a soft blanket.

“So I have some news from Alli” I hummed, tracing patterns in the slight trail of hair on his chest.

“Hm what?”

“She’s having twins” Stiles’ eyes widened as he looked at me, a big smile on his mouth.

“Wow… really?” I nodded, and he fist pumped the air.  I giggled at his excitement.

“I didn’t think you’d be that thrilled” I said, rolling over slightly but enough to look down at him.

“Well it means I’ll have to be Madi’s favorite now!” I raised my eyebrows in surprise.  “She’ll be so busy with her own little Scotts or Allisons running around the house, that Madi will have to spend the leftover time with me, and like me more!”

“Stiles…” I sighed, and shook my head.  “You’re crazy you know that?” He smiled sheepishly.

“At least I own it” He responded, and craned his neck up to place his lips on mine.  I smiled when we pulled away, and gave him one more quick kiss.

“I love you, you crazy” I said, and he smiled softly, caressing my cheek.

“I love you too” He responded.  I snuggled back into his chest and closed my eyes.  I fell asleep to his hand running up and down my back.

And finally, I’d found that state of mind, the one most people spent their entire lives looking for.  Luckily mine just came in the form of a family.

Originally posted by morgenroete

so i wrote this on a car ride back home for the holidays, and i legit cried when i finished and my family was just kinda awkwardly going ‘it’s ok… it’s… it’s ok..’ but it’s not, so many good things happened in here.  Theo got his ass kicked, Scallison got married, madi and y/n got the family they rightfully deserved, it all made a full circle and everyone (minus that lying ass bitch manipulative abusive theo) and I just want you all to know i love you all so much

and that is why i will be making you an epilogue :)

tagged: @morganschiebel @celestial-writing @bunnyboo10154 @imissyoualittlemoreeveryday @almondmilkislove @kindfloweroflove @taegdcl1018 @peter-andhislostgirls

love you ~ jordie

Friends ? // Derek Hale // requested

Request : can you do a tw imagine with derek where the reader is a witch and can like control peoples mind and has someone from the pack beat derek up bc of something that happened years ago?

Requests are closed. xx

A/N Okay so I’ve recently just started watching teen wolf and I’m only on season one so if any information is wrong just let me know. xx

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Originally posted by maddeningsea

“Okay, before Y/N gets here I need to just warn you that she is a bit of a show off…and she has a flair for the damatic.” Derek’s loud voice cut through the silence.

“What do you mean?” Once those words left Scotts mouth, the front door flew open.

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anonymous asked:

allison asks for flowers once, in bed with cold feet and her back against him. camillas. snapdragons. my father used to buy her mother roses, she says. seth doesn't say anything. but when he dies, there are tulips. soft, droopy yellow like melted butter. (he asked me, a long time ago. i forgot, coach says. i didn't know he liked flowers.) (it was so stupid, she thinks now. wanting romantic, when they were anything but. the thing is, she keeps the blooms. they're dead too.)

Um no thank you. When I asked for headcanons, this was NOT what I had in mind… (where is my happiness, fluff and humour?) but - BUT:

Allison is feeling content, feeling comfortable and safe with her cold feet pressed against the backs of his hot thighs.

It slips out.

she didn’t intend to say it out loud,

and yet Seth hears it anyway

She had shocked him, something Allison rarely did these days. These moments of mutual contentment and calm were few and far between their relentless bickering and falling in and out of each other’s beds.

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so i have a lot of emotions about kevin day and the foxes making him feel loved and appreciated

  • it’s around the first anniversary of riko’s death and the trojans have just been knocked out of semifinals
  • (they’re changing the way they look at the game and how they train, just as promised. everyone unanimously agrees the trojans are going to be a practically unstoppable force by next year but right now they have to work through growing pains)
  • kevin is just not feeling good
  • he’s getting lost in his head, caught up in memories tinged with pain and fear, tangled up between complicated grief and relief that riko’s gone, and the trojan’s loss is hitting him even harder than it normally would
  • the foxes can tell it’s serious bc on movie night they saw him eat half a box of little debby cakes
  • so before they go to bed the team has a Kevin’s Well Being meeting over breakfast and they plot

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demad69  asked:

If it was up to Stiles would Scott have ever been the Alpha? How would He fix it if he had a way to stop it if Scott some how became the Alpha?

Alright, so I’ve thought a lot about this one.

Canonically, Stiles and Scott are best friends. Stiles supports Scott in pretty much all things and wants the best for him. Believes in him almost to the point of idolizing him (see the s5 argument: you have to understand that I’m not as good as you. You’re perfect and I’m only human. *sighs* at Stiles.) Part of that comes from Stiles’ confidence/emotional issues, and some of it is just the show itself putting Scott on a pedestal and refusing to call him out for things, but as far as we’re shown, Stiles will pretty much support Scott through everything, and believe in him even more than he believes himself.

But does that mean he would actually want Scott as an Alpha? My own personal issues with True Alphas aside, Stiles –– the best friend –– would probably be really proud of Scott for earning that (whatever… “earning that” actually means). Scott is also more powerful, and more able to protect himself and his own since he became an Alpha. And while there’s definitely some jealousy and abandonment on Stiles’ part as Scott started forming all these new friendships based on pack bonds (ex: Isaac, and his beta Liam) Stiles would probably internalize all of that as himself not being good enough to keep Scott’s attentions –– and after all, he lost Scott’s attention often enough to Allison even before Scott was an Alpha –– so I don’t think that would factor in.

I think what it would come down to would be whether Stiles felt Scott, and the community at large, were better off with Scott as an Alpha. If a witch came up to Stiles, and offered to make it so Scott had never become an Alpha… would Stiles say yes?

I guess if you get really technical about it, if Scott wasn’t destined to be a True Alpha, the Alpha pack would have never come to Beacon Hills. They feigned interest in Derek for the majority of the season (to the point of capturing his sister and murdering his betas *grits teeth*) but we find out toward the end of 3A that their interest has always been in Scott. And if the Alpha pack hadn’t come, then the Darach wouldn’t have come, and several people –– including Stiles’ childhood friend, Heather –– wouldn’t have died as sacrifices. The Nogitsune wouldn’t have had a way into Stiles’ mind and all of 3B wouldn’t have happened. Stiles would have been able to go about happy and content without the echoes of possession tormenting him for the rest of his life. That’s if you want to get technical. All of the negative events of season three –– through no fault of Scott’s, really –– cascaded down from Scott having the potential to become an Alpha, and the Alpha pack noticing it.

So if Stiles thought about that, would it be enough to agree with that spell, make a deal with that witch (or do a spell himself because spark!Stiles!!),and  alter his friend’s destiny? I mean… to save Heather, Erica, Boyd, and Allison? You bet he would.

(And now this is feeling very much like a plot for an epic, angsty, multichap fic…)

But I do think that Stiles loves Scott and believes in him as an Alpha, in that blind-trust way of a best friend, so I don’t think he would have stopped Scott from being an Alpha on its own merit.

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Send me requests for the following Fandoms: Teenwolf, Vampire Diaries, Dolantwins, OUAT(Peter Pan, Robbie Kay, Supernatural, Suicide Squad, The 100. Basically I’ll write for any fandom. I’ll write non-smut as well

So it’s Friday and I’m being Basic and watching AHS on Netflix but I mean it’s Evan Peters.

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kings & queens

i wanted to do a full pack thing, WHICH I HAVE SOME REGRETS ABOUT bc oh god, but it was both terrible and fun. c: easily my favourite pack, i love them all so much (what do u mean allison’s dead, i can’t hear you over the sound of her being right there. POINTS, SEE? RIGHT THERE)

Stiles’ letter to Allison

Request: ‘Hey idk if your still doing this but I just read your letters to Allison and theyre beautiful. Idk if theres a limit the we can request on one ask but what about a letter from Chris, Derek and Stiles? If you read this thank you for taking the time to read it :) you’re an amazing writer by the way!!!!’  by @niamhhemmings96

A/N: thank you so much, love. Working on the other ones asap. xoxo



Wow, I don’t even know how to begin this. I’m sorry. I am so sorry. That’s all that comes to my mind right now. 

It’s my fault you died. It’s my fault because I just needed to be a little stronger. I wish I could have saved you. 

I know Scott and Lydia have it worse, but you meant a lot to me too, you know? You still do and always will. 

I was unconscious when that sword stabbed you and I don’t know whether it was good that I didn’t feel that pain everyone else was feeling. But, of course, it kicked in the second I heard it. “Allison’s dead.” Probably the worst words I heard after my mother’s death. 

I loved you, Allison. You were one of my best friends. How can I ever recover from that? How can I ever talk to anyone about it? How can I, when I’m the one that let this happen in the first place? 

Oh my god, Allison, I miss you so much. I miss you being all cheesy with Scott and I miss you being the one that made Lydia appreciate life. I miss you being my friend. You were so brave, risking your life for our’s. 

I will always miss you, ally. And I will always love and appreciate you. Again, I’m sorry. I hope someday I will be able to see you again. 

Yours truly, 


Originally posted by acefitz

“We’re losing Stiles. We need to do this.“
Allison’s dead. Now I guess the only good thing is it looks like I’m dying too.”

Scott McCall - I Still Love You

WARNINGS: Nothing but cute fluff bc scott is a cupcake.

PROMPT: “…I still love you, Y/N. Until the end of time, it’ll always be you and me.”

Things had been like this for a long time. To say that Allison’s death hadn’t changed you, would very well be considered a lie. Although you and Allison had never been the closest of friends, you two still had a secret bond between the others. The only thing that had got in between of the two of you was Scott McCall, the boy you had been in love with since the third grade. It just so happened to be that she loved him too.

There was a time where you and Scott were together, and although you had believed it was a blissful period of your life, Scott apparently thought otherwise, for he broke up with you. With Allison in town, he soon moved on, only thinking of you as a friend.

Currently, you were sat on your small sofa in your house, watching Netflix while eating a tub of ice cream. Lydia was supposed to come over to your house tonight, but she had ditched you to hang out with Stiles. You pushed away the feeling of loneliness, burying your thoughts into your ice cream. Everyone seemed to be enjoying life, whereas you were still left with the burden of your love gone awry. Your thoughts were soon interrupted once you heard a knock on the door. Placing the ice cream carton on a nearby table, you shrugged the blanket off of you, walking towards the door. You could hear the rain that was falling outside, confused as to who would be at your door at 1 a.m in the morning.

But when you swung it open, you saw the last person you had imagined to see. Scott McCall.

His hair was drooping with rain, his face wet from the heavy downpour of rain. You looked straight into his eyes, noticing the lost look he carried. Opening the door a little wider, you motioned for Scott to come inside your house. Without a word, he walked in, turning around to face you. “What’s up, Scott?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Sorry for what?” You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, crossing your arms over your chest.

“For all of this. For what I did to you,” he began. “You didn’t deserve this, Y/N. You deserve better than me. I just, I can’t-”

“You can’t what?” You spoke, walking tentatively towards the boy, who had finally peered into your eyes. The two of you were now close enough that you could even smell the leftover cologne from the day.

“I can’t believe I did this to you. I knew you loved me, hell I have all this time, but I was so scared after she died, Y/N. I am so scared. I don’t want anything to happen to you, but I just, I don’t know,” Scott fumbled over his words, your mind spinning in circles as you struggled to comprehend what he had just said.

“Scott, I-”

“Please, Y/N, please tell me. Do you still love me?”

The question took you aback, your eyes averting to look anywhere but his own warm ones. This was the most affection yo had gotten out of him for the longest time, and although you didn’t know how you were ever going to forgive him, you knew you would. Because you loved him. “Of course I do. I always have.”

“Good,” his lips curved lightly at the edges. “Because I still love you, Y/N. Until the end of time, it’ll always be you and me. I loved Allison, but I loved you before she even came here. It took me this long to realize, but I did. And God, I just love you so much-”

Knowing Scott, you knew that he was going to ramble on for ages. So without even hesitating, you cut off his words by pressing your lips to his warm ones. Your arms snaked around his neck as you stood on your tippy-toes to kiss the boy you had always adored. Once you had pulled away from him, your foreheads touching, you whispered back, “I love you too, Scott McCall. Always have, always will.”

I was tagged by @cupcakecana for this

Rules: choose any three fandoms (in random order) and answer the questions. Then tag some friends.

I choose:

Once Upon A Time, House MD, The 100

The first character you loved:

OUAT: Emma Swan
House MD: Allison Cameron
The 100: Clarke Griffin

The character you never expected to love so much:

OUAT: Charming. I mean I figured I would love him but God I love him.
House MD: Robert Chase
The 100: Raven Reyes

The character you relate to most:

OUAT: Emma
House MD: I want to say Cameron but like 40% of my personality I attribute to House so yeah 
The 100: I’m actually not sure? Monty maybe? Clarke? Because I too would fuck all to keep Bellamy safe? Bellamy because I have a shitty little sister who I would do anything for?

The character you’d slap:

OUAT: Neal can catch these mother fucking hands
House MD: Foreman really badly in about half the episodes House in the rest
The 100: There’s a lot man idk

A character you liked at first but not so much anymore:

OUAT: Rumple I guess.
House MD: My mind is truly blank I’m sure there’s someone but I love who I love and that never changed? Can I just say the writers? Because I liked them when they gave me Cameron but hate them for taking her away.
The 100: Octavia Blake

A character you did not like at first, but they’ve grown on you: 

OUAT: Zelena Mills maybe like I’m still not over the Robin thing but she’s funny and has tried to help in her own way
House MD: Amber? Idk my feelings never changed much on any characters
The 100: Bellamy Blake boooiiiii

3 OTPs:

OUAT: I mean??? Captain Swan
House MD: Chameron :’’))
The 100: Blarke 

Tagging: @emmasfairytale, @natsusluce, @princess-emma-of-misthaven and anyone else who wants to do this

tttickingcrocodile  asked:

A Percy Jackson au of the foxhole court. Who would their godly parents be?

ok, fun fact: I fucking love greek mythology. thank you so much for this!!

  • Allison Reynolds: Aphrodite (goddess of love and beauty)
    She reminds me most of Silena (from PJO) because she is beautiful, but she goes beyond what is expected of her and is strong as well. She doesn’t need people to stand up for her, and her beauty is just one facet of her whole self.
  • Matt Boyd: Apollo (god of the sun, light, and the truth)
    Matt is a literal ray of sunshine. Despite the hardships he experienced due to his drug abuse in his early life, he rose above it to be a warm and welcoming person. He contrasts with Neil (a liar), thus he is the son of the personification of truth, and eventually leading Neil to become a more open person as well.
  • Dan Wilds: Athena (goddess of strength, strategy, and wisdom)
    As captain of the Foxes, Dan must come up with strategies and plays for going up against teams far larger, more experienced, and better friends than her team. She shows strength from when she sought out an occupation to keep herself afloat, despite what it made others think of her. When she passes the title of Captain down to Neil, it is assumed she will also pass down her wisdom. 
  • Andrew Minyard: Hestia (goddess of the hearth and home)
    Hestia is a forgotten goddess; she gave up her spot as an Olympian alongside her brothers and sister, so that a younger god might take her place. Andrew puts the people he cares about and has made promises to above himself and his own safety. He gave Neil a home, when Neil wasn’t expecting anything from the Foxes.
  • Aaron Minyard: Hestia (goddess of the right ordering of the family and the state)
    This is mostly due to Aaron’s distaste of Andrew and Neil’s relationship. He seems to believe in heterosexuality as the natural way of things, and is in a long, healthy relationship with Katelyn. However, had they not been twins, Aaron might have been the son of Apollo (god of medicine), due to his studying to become a doctor and help those in need.
  • Seth Gordon: Ares (god of violent and untamed war)
    Seth is clearly the most volatile Fox. He lashes out against his opponents and own teammates alike, and it eventually leads to his downfall. However, it is important to note that Ares and Aphrodite were known to be in a relationship, reflecting the one of Seth and Allison; however, as Aphrodite was already married, the relationship (like that of Seth and Allison) was doomed from the start.
  • Kevin Day: Athena (goddess of courage and skill)
    Kevin is known as the son of exy, due to his fantastic ability to play the sport as well as his mother’s creation of it. He comes back from injury that could’ve been the end of his career, and trains religiously so that his skills are sharpened. He faces Riko multiple times, eventually gaining the courage to leave him behind (with his new tattoo and new team)
  • Neil Josten: Hermes (god of transitions and travelers)
    He is clearly good at transitioning from one identity to the next, as that was what he had to do on the run. Despite his multitude of injuries while on the run, he was eventually led to Palmetto, where he found himself, friends, and Andrew. His father must have been looking out for him as a traveler, leading him where he needed to go. (Nathan could have targeted Neil for his usual reasons, but also because he was the son of his wife and another man.)
  • Nicky Hemmick: Eros (god of sexual desire and attraction)
    Nicky is usually very comfortable with himself (as long as he isn’t faced with his close-minded family, and their expectations for him). He loves Erik strongly, throughout his family’s hatred and misunderstanding of their relationship, the distance he had to put between them to be there for his cousins, and the sport that proved to be more and more dangerous as the years went on.
  • Renee Walker: Persephone (goddess of the Underworld and springtime)
    If you’re looking at the classic interpretation of the myth, Persephone was taken against her will by Hades to the Underworld. Renee escaping from the gang in Detroit is reminiscent of her mother’s escape from Hades every spring. As Persephone is also the goddess of spring, she has guided her daughter into the light to be a more good-natured person, while still being able to fight to the death for what she believes in.

Some other characters:

  • Jeremy Knox: Harmonia (goddess of harmony and concord)
    Jeremy somehow manages to win his team the best sportsmanship award, year after year, in a sport where murder and fights aren’t all that shocking. He is the opposite of Riko as a Captain, bringing his team together through kindness instead of tearing them apart through fear.
  • Jean Moreau: Nemesis (goddess of divine retribution)
    He was tortured by Riko, while the other Ravens sat by and did nothing. Nemesis had been waiting in the shadows for her opportunity to lead her son to get revenge on the Ravens; not through pain and blood, as Riko would have expected. But through perseverance and victory against them, until he gets what he deserves: to be happy, content, and safe.
  • Riko Moriyama: Eris (goddess of discord and chaos)
    Riko ruled his team through pain and fear, keeping them together practically through brain-washing, and ruling with a tight leash. His attempts to create the perfect team dissolve into chaos, and his actions after his father’s death prove he is discordant and too far from saving.

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Teen Wolf Preference: First ‘I Love You’

Stiles Stilinski

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Originally posted by astrology-zone

It was your birthday today.  And you hadn’t done anything special for it for a long time. It didn’t bother you. Your friends said ‘Happy Birthday’ and a few would give you presents. And every year you ended up arguing with Lydia about her throwing you a birthday party. It just wasn’t something you wanted to do. 

So when Stiles sent you a text that day to get dressed you were skeptical at first. But decided that if Stiles turned out to be taking you to a surprise party you would chew him out later. 

After Stiles picked you up you sat in his Jeep, trying to get answers from him. Stiles being able to evade all of your questions with a smile on his face. “Stiles please just tell me where we are going already?” you pleaded. 

“Nope. It’s a surprise,” Stiles answered when the Jeep showed up to the woods. After you got out of the car Stiles went to the backseat of the car and you saw him carrying a picnic basket. You sent Stiles a skeptical look before Stiles grabbed your hand and led you into the woods. 

“Considering the things that we know run around this town is this the safest thing to do?” you asked with a smirk on your face. 

Stiles rolled his eyes,”I’m sorry did I miss something where you stopped being a werewolf?” You laughed at his expression before you came to a clearing. There was a lake that you had never seen before and Stiles smiled at your reaction. 

You both laid down a blanket and started eating. You turned towards Stiles who was laying on his side with a strawberry in your hand,”Open,” A big smile appeared on Stiles’s face as he complied. You fed him the strawberry and smiled at each other the entire time. 

After you were done you leaned down and gave Stiles a soft and slow kiss. You pulled away from the kiss but your face was still close to his. “Thank you. I actually like this way of celebrating…” you paused and kept your eyes closed,”I love you Stiles,” 

You opened your eyes and saw Stiles with a goofy smile on his face. “I love you too. Happy birthday,”

You smiled at Stiles and closed the small distance between you two, giving him another kiss. 

Derek Hale

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Originally posted by nitratediva

You had finally gotten it. You had been writing the book for almost a year and you had no idea what you would have done if the publishers had turned it down. It was the first novel you would publish and to say that you were excited and relieved was an understatement. 

You stared at the email your editor had sent you for a moment before you stood up and began doing your happy dance. You were jumping up and down and you couldn’t describe how happy you were in the moment. “What put you in such a good mood?” Derek asked from across the room. He was still in his pajamas from the night. 

You noticed the bright smile on his face and you reciprocated the smile,”I’m gonna get published!” 

“That’s amazing!” Derek said as he walked over to you and gave you a tight hug. 

You smiled into the crook of his neck, loving this side of him. Derek showed his soft side only to you. He didn’t become frustrated or annoyed with you when you told him that you were busy with your book like your past relationships. Instead he had you stay over at his place so that he knew you were actually eating healthy food. 

You pulled away from the hug and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. “Thank you so much for dealing with me while I was just staring at my laptop,” you whispered before gulping and staring him in the eyes,”I love you Derek,”

Derek froze and you felt your heartbeat begin to speed up with nerves before he gave you another kiss,”I love you too Y/N,” 

You smiled at Derek. It felt as if everything was falling into the right place. 

Lydia Martin

Originally posted by moan-s

Originally posted by bluusealove

Lydia had been freaking out the last week because of the voices and noises. You and her had been dating for a few months, but had been best friends for years. You knew that something was wrong. Despite her telling you over and over again that she was fine you knew she wasn’t. 

“I told you I was fine,” Lydia said again. You rolled your eyes and sat down next to her on her bed. 

“Lydia I’ve known you for years I know that you’re not fine,” you said quietly. Lydia turned towards you and bit her lip as she took in a deep breath. 

“I keep on hearing them and I don’t know what they mean,” Lydia confessed. You sent her a sympathetic look and grabbed her arm, pulling her closer to you. Tears shined in her eyes as she wrapped her arms around you. 

“I love you,” Lydia whispered after it was silent for a long time. 

You pressed your lips to the top of her head,”I love you too Lyds. And don’t worry we’ll figure it out,” Lydia nodded and held onto you tightly, beginning to feel safe in your arms. 

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Teen Wolf Preference: You’re in a Secret Relationship and They Get Jealous...

Requested by anon: Hope you like it…this set is kind of long!


You and Stiles had been in a relationship for a good month…except nobody else knew. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to tell or you were ashamed or anything…you both just figured it’d be simpler to keep it quiet for a while no matter how much you wanted to kiss him in the hallway or spending time cuddling round his house or at Pack Meetings. 

It was mid-day during school when the shit hit the fan so to speak…which actually just means that Greenberg decided to be his usual self. Everyone knew Greenberg was a creep and everyone knew about his want to get in peoples pants… so you really shouldn’t have been surprised when he leant against the locker besides you and started trying it on with you. You told him no of course…but apparently without the added addition of I have a boyfriend which nobody knew about he wasn’t leaving anytime soon. 

“Leave me alone, Greenberg. I’m not interested.”  You slammed the locker shut, frustrated. You just wanted to get through the school day and spend time with Stiles at your house since your parents were gone. 


“She said she’s not interested, Greenberg.” You hardly heard Stiles come up behind you leaning menacingly over Greenberg an unamused look on his face. To give him his dues Greenberg looked about ready to wet himself, but simply nodded and scurried away like the mouse he was…

“You oka-” You stared turning towards him, but where cut off.

“God, I hate Greenberg.”He was very clearly thinking about getting his famous baseball bat and hitting Greenberg with it once or twice…or maybe three times. 

“Hey, it’s okay…you get me all to yourself tonight..” And he did. The boy not only had you all night…he had you all morning too since your parents were off on some weekend away. He got you. All. To. Him. Self. 

“Thank God…”


Being in a ‘secret’ relationship was tough especially when you wanted to be out and tell everyone about it. But Lydia wanted to keep it quiet. You didn’t blame her for that especially as half the school would be beyond shocked and then you’d be gossip for a week or more, but it would help if she didn’t do this. 

By this you mean the whole extreme seething jealously that ended in you two arguing in her empty house to the early hours of the morning. It wasn’t as if it was your fault! You hadn’t asked Martin Yuri to hit on you. You’d explicitly told him not to. 

“It’s not my fault! I didn’t do anything! I told him to go away. End of story.” You were practically yelling pacing back and forth. It wasn’t as if anything really happened. You hadn’t cheated on her. You’d told him to go away and he had. She was overreacting rather spectacularly. 

“He still touched you!” She was all but shrieking. God you loved her, but sometimes…sometimes you could throttle her. Not that you would…that would be all manners of wrong and abusive. But you get the point.

“He touched my shoulder! It’s not as if he kissed me! And even if he did I’m with you and not him! Jesus Christ Lydia!” It was a literal case of one hand on your shoulder nothing more. You’d shrugged it off and gone on your way. But of course Lydia had to see and make a big deal out of it.

“…i’m sorry…I just. I like you a lot and I got…” She sighed heavily, but stopped before saying the word. Her pride was getting the best of her as it often did and your stubbornness was getting the best of you.. 

“Say it.” You demanded, your pacing stopped and you turned to her. She mumbled out a few words that you could barely hear.

“I didn’t hear that.” You teased the frustration slowly leaving you as you watched her struggle with her words before finally giving in looking very much like a sulky child. 

“I got jealous.” She was practically pouting.

“I like you, Lydia…but you can’t keep doing this…okay?” She couldn’t. You cared about her and you wanted to be with her, but if you got into these arguments all the time it wasn’t going to go very far. 



It wasn’t that Scott didn’t trust you. It wasn’t that he didn’t know how to control himself…okay that may have been a tiny part of it. But really it was just because he didn’t trust everyone else and he cared about you. A lot. 

You’d been in a secret relationship for…well…for a long time. Actually it was getting kind of ridiculous now. In fact it was probably about time the two of you stopped sneaking around and actually told people. It was really just becoming more habit than anything else. But the one thing he couldn’t stop happening was the jealousy. IN fact it was getting to the point of madness. He tried, he really did try to reign it in, but sometimes he couldn’t.

Especially when Jackson Whittemore was involved and drooling over you like a dog…no pun intended. It made him practically blind with anger and it was a good thing he had control over his shifts because goddamn it he’d probably rip Jackson to shreds otherwise. 

He, however, did have some control and instead preferred to lean menacingly beside you waiting for Whittemore to leave and then making out with you at the next available opportunity to prove just how much you were his and he was yours because it was a mutual relationship and goddamn he was going to tell everyone soon because if he had to watch Jackson flirt with you and not be able to do anything one more time he was going to blow a gasket. 


Your relationship with Allison was hardly ever strained despite the whole secrecy of it. In fact it was surprisingly stable. But sometimes…sometimes things set the both of you off and by that you meant her previous relationship with Scott…

You were well aware that they still had some residual feelings for each other. At first you could accept that, you were friends with both of them and it wasn’t as if they were making out behind your back or anything. It was just that sometimes…seeing them stare at each other…seeing them share those looks or talk together…hurt. 

It wasn’t that you didn’t trust Allison. God you trusted her so much…but sometimes it all got too much and then you yelled and then it all escalated and you felt horrible.

“You still love him! What am I supposed to do about that?!” You were yelling. The both of you were out in the woods, it was one of the only places you could be alone. What with her family…and instead of cuddling and kissing like usual you were yelling. 

“I’m not in love with him! Okay?! I love you! Sure there’s always going to be a part of me that cares about him like that, but I don’t love him!” She was getting more and more worked up. But not angry. Sad and desperate, practically pleading with you to listen. Why didn’t you listen? 

“Are you sure?!” You weren’t even thinking any more…

“Why won’t you believe me!?” Tears filled her eyes and a sob left her throat and you stopped. Staring wide eyed at your girlfriend who was breaking down in front of you. Because of you…what had you done…you’d let this jealousy hurt her…hurt you…

“I’m sorry…oh my god…i’m so sorry, Ally…I’m so sorry…” You pulled her to you, tightly. Horrified by your own words and action. How could you have done that? 


With Isaac it wasn’t simple. He had his own demons, deep, dark ones that he wouldn’t let you see or hear about. But you knew anyway. But you loved him all the same and you abided by his wish to keep your relationship secret after all he needed time to adjust to things and you didn’t really mind. What was keeping it secret going to do? 

You two were fine. You were fine in fact…until he started talking to her…and telling her all about his demons…demons he should have been telling you about…demons you wanted to know about…demons you wanted him to trust you with. After all he was your boyfriend secret or not. You should have that trust going on…he shouldn’t be talking to another person about these things, but refusing to talk to you about them. 

At first you dealt with it…you allowed it to happen and kept yourself calm. There was no sense throwing a hissy fit at your wolfy boyfriend over something so simple as this…but over time it got worse. The jealousy and frustration built until you were practically seething with anger. 

“Isaac! Why won’t you just talk to me?! Why won’t you trust me with these things?!” You were yelling. He was yelling. There was so much yelling. He was scared he’d shift and hurt you. You were scared that he didn’t care about you anymore…

“What’s your problem?!” Why were you acting like this? What had gotten into you? Sure he didn’t tell you these things…but for a good reason. A very good reason. Of course he trusted you…but you didn’t need to know…

“I’m jealous, okay?! You’ll tell her about your issues, but not me!? Do you not trust me?! Care about me?!” There were tears building in your eyes and it was stupid, but you were just so frustrated and he just looked so shocked…as if he hadn’t expected that…as if that was something completely new to him. You were jealous? Of her? What?

“That’s why I don’t tell you! I care about you…I don’t want you to have to know about all that bad stuff…I want to protect you…” About the freezer, about the claustrophobia, about the fear…and the pain…he wanted to keep that from you. He wanted you to be so cheery and happy and unburdened by his demons.

“Don’t protect me from this…You don’t need to protect me from this…please…” You were crying now and he pulled you tight against him and laid down with you on your bed. Muttering into your hair. 

“Okay…Okay…i’ll tell you…”

Anon Asked: Hey can I have an imagine where Scott confesses his love for Allison even though he’s dating the reader and they break up and Isaac comforts you and you comfort him about Allison and you both move to France and fall in love? Thank you so much!

A/N: I’ll try, I don’t think I’ll do the France part because I don’t know how I’ll do the transition for that.

“I’m really sorry,” Scott said to me in the hallway at school. My stomach turned once those words came out of his mouth. Oh my god, is he breaking up with me? “I just can do this anymore,” Scott my boyfriend of 2 years said while side eyeing Allison. My hand quickly covered my mouth as i let out a gasp. How could he do this to me?! Tears started to pour out of my eyes like a damn river. “Hey, it’s going to be okay,” Scott said trying to comfort me, I just pushed him off of me, but he grabbed my hand.

“Please Scott, just get off of me,” I whispered trying not to cause a scene. He let go of my wrist, and I walked away. Wiping away tears as you made your way to the bathroom. Sadly Isaac saw me before I entered the bathroom.

“Y/N, What’s wrong, what happened?” He asked with a frown on his face. He just looked at me with sadness pasted over his face. I’m fine Isaac,” I quietly let out. He just shook his head and turned and looked through the hallway. “Come here,” Isaac said pulling me into his chest, wrapping his arms around me. I’m pretty sure I drenched his leather jacket from my tears.

“I’m sorry,” I tried to say. I don’t think Isaac heard me though because he never replied. We just stood in the hallway. “Hey, let’s get you home,” Isaac smiled and looked down at me. He put my hand in his and led me to his car.

Once we got into Isaac’s car, he quickly turned and looked at me. “You’re going to have to tell me what happened,” Isaac said looking down not making eye contact. “Sc-Scott broke up with me,” I stuttered before breaking out into a full cry. He just started to drive to my house, not saying a word after that.

Once we pulled into my driveway Isaac just stopped and looking at his steering wheel. “I’m so sorry,” He whispered. Why didn’t he say this earlier? Maybe after i started crying. “It’s fine,” I said getting out of the car. Isaac quickly got out of the car and ran after me to the front door. “No, I’m not sorry for Scott breaking up with you,” Isaac said before he pushed his lips against mine. His warm lips passionately kissed mine. “I’m sorry for not doing that the moment I met you,” He chuckled. My stomach turned again, but not like before. In a good way.

Isaac made me forget about Scott, all the good memories all the bad. He made me think about my future with him.

A/N: omg the feels! Also I’m totally stressing for tonight.

Know Better: Chapter 4

Submitted by: you-make-me-wander

Description:  Lydia is a single mom and has to move miles away to escape her abusive ex-husband. In a new city, her life changes completely when she meets Stiles, a single, funny, hardworking and very, very handsome, but also very tortured man. No supernatural elements involved.

Rating: T

Genre: Comedy, Fluff, Romance, Strangers!AU

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anonymous asked:

do you like mpreg?

any mpreg!derek recs?

Both of these came in at the same time a few weeks ago, so I hope it’s cool if I answer them in the same post. 

So, to put it simply, nonnie:

I am all for mpreg! Especially mpreg!Derek. I mean, he is the werewolf after all- it just makes more sense to me he should be the one whose body can accommodate a little bundle of joy inside him. Not to mention the fact, he’d get so much love and attention from all the pack- so much so, Stiles would actually have to fight them off. Can you imagine? Like, Kira reading to Derek’s baby bump in Japanese? Lydia and Allison buying the baby stuff for their room, complete with little toy rubber arrows. Isaac and Jackson going to get the baby all the best clothes- A LITTLE HUGO BOSS BABY- ( with Isaac naturally choosing the scarves.) Erica and Scott as the god parents- “wait, Derek, does this mean I’m your best friend?!?! Am I your Scott?” Boyd building a crib and Malia painting it in all the colours because she can’t choose her favourite. (Liam missing the birth because he falls in a hole on his way to the hospital.)  This image means everything to me. 

As for recs, I am so sorry, anon, I actually don’t have any. Most of the mpreg I read is tumblr not!fics. I know there are some amazing mpreg fics out there though- I have a lot of them saved on my “mark for later” list on a03. They are too long for me to read and review right now though, as I have a pile of uni work to get through. I do know that @iamderekhale is a big fan of mpreg though and her mpreg tag has a few recs, if I am not mistaken. 

*all the mpreg domestic snuggles*