good sheriff


Just because BATES MOTEL is over doesn’t mean we have to say goodbye to this KILLER cast. Here is where you can see them next! You’re welcome.

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Title: Pack Wars
Author: miss_aphelion
Rating: M
Word Count: 158,626
Status: Complete
Summary: Scott liked to call it the Great Pack Divide of 2012.

Derek liked to call Scott an idiot.

(Or the one where Derek kidnaps Stiles to teach Scott a lesson, and ends up learning a few things himself)


have some lovely old ppl

Stiles raving about something he read=lilo explaining how pudge the fish needs a peanut butter sandwich and not a tuna. (submitted by @imockusall)

Originally posted by you-only-come-once-in-a-lifetime

My heart just broke. 

Like the reason Lilo rants about giving Pudge the peanut butter sandwich is because Pudge controls the weather and she doesn’t want anyone else to die like her parents did when they crashed their car on a stormy night. 

Compare this to Stiles chasing after his dad and trying to explain that someone else is going to die if they don’t stop the durach and the sheriff yells at him, breaking his heard and muttering “Mum would have believed me”… and then his panic when they didn’t stop her and his dad gets taken as a result…

My frail little heart can’t handle all these feels right now.

All Or Nothing - Part 2 - If I’m Lucky - Smut

Originally posted by sensualkisses

Author: @dumbass-stilinski
Rating: NSFW 18+
Pairing: Stiles Stilinski/Reader
Words: 5,847
AN: Okay! Here it is! Finally! Sorry for the long wait, this was just not coming to me as well as I wanted it to. This is the final part. Special giant thanks to @writing-obrien and @sarcasticallystilinski for their input and encouragement!

There’s a couple songs in this, here are the links for them
Cold Coffee by Ed Sheeran
If I’m Lucky by State Champs
Dancing With A Wolf by All Time Low (This isn’t really in here but I imagine this being the song that’s played when the fic ends, plus it’s where the bands name comes from!)


You woke up wrapped in blankets, your body pressed against Stiles, his arms holding you close to his chest. You opened your eyes to peer up at him, sighing internally at how peaceful and handsome he looked when he was sleeping. You closed your eyes, snuggling back into him, not quite ready to deal with the aftermath of what you’d done, trying to stay in the bubble of happiness a little longer.

His arms moved to pull you closer, his chest rising and falling with every breath. “You awake?” He whispered, causing you to sigh.

“Yeah.” You shifted away so you could see him better, your heart thumping at the look he was giving you, half asleep and smiling.

“Mm.” He leaned down, his lips meeting yours softly. “I’m surprised you’re still here. I was afraid you might run off in the middle of the night.”

You chuckled. “It crossed my mind.” You moved off of him, settling beside him and pulling the blankets up around you.

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To Care, or not to Care ? (Stiles x Reader)

Requested by @hannazk : heey can you do a imagine where y/n is stiles girlfriend and he’s spending a lot of time with lydia and y/n get’s jealous and fluff and stuff like this? thx!

A/N : I’m not a huge fan of jealously that leads to anger or confrontation, so I twisted it a bit, I hope it’s okay :) Also I gave a first name to Y/N’s father just because I find it awkward to write (Y/F/N) and I feel like it sort of breaks the flow of the story to have too many « blanks » like this. I chose a very generic name, you can disregard it if you don’t like it. Also I don’t like throwing my readers in media res (in the middle of the action) so I added a bit (a lot) of context first, before really working on the request. JuST DEAL WITH ME OkAY

Also, I really like the first 4k words,but then I feel like I messed it up

Set between season 5 & 6.

Word Count : 9,2k (listen, I have no self control)


Living in a small town truly was an experience of a kind. It was like living on another planet to a certain extent, while also being just an hour drive away from a bigger city, and all the entertainments it offered. After your parents’ divorce, you were torn away from the big city you were born in, and lived all your life. Your mom left with the new man in her life, claiming she needed some time for herself and to see the world. That didn’t leave you many options besides moving in with your dad, who just so happened to come from a small town, and now that nothing held him back in the city, he wanted to go back and live there.

You obliged, not putting up much of a fight – you were a bit of  loner and never had many friends or anyone worth causing more drama within your household. You didn’t have a boyfriend, your closest friend hadn’t given any news in tn days and when your dad assured you that his birth town was just big enough to have a brand new Theater and Starbucks, it was settled.

Everything happened in a blur really. Your two stories apartment in Oakland quickly emptied and it was like all trace of your passage here vanished from one day to the next. The first seventeen years of your life had been erased, and yet you couldn’t bring yourself to feel anything besides mild annoyance, because putting all your stuff in boxes – with the perspective of having to unbox them a few days later – was the exact opposite of what you had planned to do for the last couple weeks before the end of summer break.

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Season 1 Emma: Doesn’t like the situation she’s in but tries to be a good and moral sheriff for the town.

Season 2 Emma: Really doesn’t like the situation she’s in but tries to grow into the role of Savior and help as many people as she can.

Season 3 Emma: Willing to save the Lost Boys who tried to kill her because they’re children and need help  to escape a madman.

Season 4 Emma: Strives to help Regina because she believes she’s a good person at heart.

Season 5 Emma: Goes to save Hook immediately after he tries to kill literally everyone.

Season 6 Emma: Wants to kill someone who’s been abused his whole life and is being forced to do horrible things as well as ignore a group of children being tortured by a madwoman.

6x10 Alternate Ending

Submitted by: Jenna

Description: This is how I wanted 6x10 to end. I like to think I filled in the parts they didn’t show. Mostly Stydia after they reunite. Hope you enjoy!Starting scene from 6x10: Stiles, Lydia and the Sheriff just killed ghost rider Claudia in the school hallway.

Rating: K+

Genre: Missing scene, Romance

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Take a Bullet for You (Jughead x Reader)

Prompt: Can you maybe do an imagine with Jughead x reader where they’re dating and they face Jason’s murderer (whoever you want it to be) and reader stands in front of Jug when he fires which leads into her taking bullet for him. Happy and fluffy ending:) Love your blog!❤

Can you do one where reader and Jughead finally find the murderer and he tries to kill Jughead but instead reader gets in the way taking the bullet and then dying in Jughead’s arms telling him that she loves him for the first time. They are dating but never said that to each other. Love your blog, btw💕

A/N: Bare with me here. I cried writing this. Let me know what you think of it! (ALSO I HIT 3K FOLLOWERS? ILYSM!) 


WARNINGS: Someone gets shot. Blood. Death. Feelings. Holy Shit. I wrote an Alternate Ending as well to lessen the pain.

Take a bullet for you (Jughead x Reader)

You guys were sitting in your booth at Pop’s when it clicked.

You figured it out. You and Jughead finally figured it out.

You couldn’t believe it.

Looking over the notes surrounding you two, it was clear now.

A Serpent had killed Jason. All the evidence was there.

The Drugs. The Car registered in a serpent’s name. The Paper trail Jug had found at his dad’s, along with Jason’s varsity jacket.

Jason was planning on leaving Riverdale with half of the serpent’s profit. He stepped on the snakes and the snakes bit him right back.

Jughead grabs your arm.

“We have to be careful with this.” He whispers as his eyes traveled around the diner. “You know how dangerous they are and we don’t want either one of us to end up next.”

You give your boyfriend a small smile and lean into him. “We can’t tell Betty. Or anyone else just yet. They could get hurt.”

He wraps his arm around you and nods. “Yeah. And This is just a theory too. We need more proof sadly before taking it to Sheriff Keller.”

You glance back at your boyfriend.

“Should we really be doing this, Juggie?” You ask.

You guys needed more evidence so it was decided that you would break into the Serpents base.

Or as Jug liked to call it “the snake pit”.

“Shh!” He wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you against his chest as he places his other hand against your mouth. “We have to be really quiet, (Y/n). If we get caught, we’re dead. literally.”

You nod and glance around the hallway of the bar on the southside.  

He lets you go after placing a kiss to your temple and pulls you to a door down the hall.

Pulling keys out of his pocket, he gives you a tight smile. “Ready?”

“No. Let’s go.”

He opens the door and coughs. The stench of drugs and alcohol hits your nose.

“Don’t touch anything other than what’s needed.” He repeats the plan and you nod to him.

It took you guys a good five minutes to figure out where they hid everything and there it was.

A hidden room in the back behind a bookshelf.

The ropes. The gun.

“What the-?” You lean down to grab a piece of leather on the ground. Your heart drops when you open it. Jason’s wallet. “Jug-”

“We need to go. Now.” Your boyfriend grabs your arm and pulls you to the window. He opens it and looks out. “It’s a few feet but you’ll be okay. Bend your knees when you jump.” He quickly whispers and helps you climb out.


You feel the damp leaves against your palms as you hear Jug drop next to you.

The heaviness of the wallet in your pocket.

Jug pulls you up and turns to run. “Shit.”

“What are you two doing here?” A man yells as he makes his way over.

You feel Jughead weave his fingers with you. He was nervous. You were too.

“Looking for my father.” Jug speaks up. You almost sigh in relief when he kept his voice steady. You couldn’t show any weakness. It was a moment of life or death right now.

“Don’t lie to me boy.” His voice rough and you squeeze Jug’s hand. A piece of silver catches your eye. Please dear god don’t shoot at us.

You guys hear footsteps from above and another serpent appears from the window you jumped from.

“John! The wallet is missing. Those rats were in the room!” They yell.

The man’s eyes narrow at us. “Just cause you’re FP’s boy doesn’t mean I won’t shoot you.” Your heart pounding, yet you could hear his voice clearing. “Hand over the wallet now.”

Jug shakes his head at the man. “No.” His face blank of any emotion. Jug please don’t antagonize him. You bring your intertwined hands to your back pocket to let him know he could take it if needed. He pulls you behind him as the man pulls the silver gun out of his jeans.

Please. Don’t. Where is FP when we needed him?

You glance at Jug and knew he was thinking the same thing. Only there was something else in his features.

He knew his dad wasn’t going to show up and save them from his gang.

One of you were going to die. Just like Jason. That’s how the snakes worked and You sure as hell wasn’t going to let Jug die.


You shove Jug off to the side as the bullet hits your chest. Everyone stares in horror as you stumble and fall to the ground. Your hands pressed against your chest. Blood seeping through your fingers.

“(Y/N)!” Jughead almost sobs as he runs over to you. His eyes frantic as he tries to think of a way to stop the bleeding.

“What-?” A drunk slur appears a few feet away.

“Dad!” Jug growls out as he presses his flannel against your chest. A few tears slip down his face.

You try to move your head but it suddenly becomes too heavy to move.

“Jug?” You gasp out as you feel the blood filling your lungs, making it harder to breathe.

“Move! Let me help!” A boy pushes pass some of the gang members, all staring like they’re watching a car wreak.

The boy reaches you and Jug.

“Joaquin. Help Me.” He pleads as FP just stands there, slightly swaying.

Joaquin pulls his phone out and dials Kevin’s number.

Good. The Sheriff needs to know there’s going to be another body.

“Juggie?” Your voice weak.

He pauses and tears fill his beautiful eyes.

“(y/n), please don’t leave me.” He whimpers as you loosen your grip on his hand.

“Jug, I love you.” You whisper. A cough erupts your throat. Blood follows its path.

You could hear his heart breaking. Joaquin’s voice seems faded as Jug whispers those words over and over again. Sobbing a little harder each time.

With your last breath, it’s the last thing you hear.

I love you.

                                      -ALTERNATIVE ENDING-

One of you were going to die. Just like Jason. That’s how the snakes worked and You sure as hell wasn’t going to let Jug die.


You shove Jug off to the side as someone shoves the man, making the bullet hit your side.

You stumble, clutching your side. Jug’s arms wrap around you before you hit the ground.

Sirens fill the air as the gang disperse.

“Here. Hold this against it.” Joaquin presses a shirt against your side. “I called Kevin. He’s sending his dad and an ambulance over.” He says as the sirens get closer. “Him and the girls will meet you guys at the hospital.”

Jug nods his thanks but his eyes travel to the person stumbling towards you three. “Dad.” His voice low and firm.

FP frowns at him. “I’m sorry Jug. I didn’t-”

“Save it, Dad.” He growls out as the ambulance pulls into the parking lot. He turns his attention to you and holds your hand. “You okay?”

You roll your eyes. “Yeah. I just feel like I’m been shot. But other than that, I feel great.”

“I love you.” He blurts out. You both look at each other in shock.

Neither one of you told the other those words.

It was off limits.

“I love you too, Juggie.”

He kisses your forehead as Sheriff Keller and the EMT’s make their way over to you.

“Stay with me?” You whisper, squeezing his hand.

“I’m never leaving your side.”

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