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13x01: Full Episode Deconstruction

What am I supposed to say here? Sincerely, what? How can I even begin to create a coherent commentary on this episode when the imagery in my head is the entire crew with their balls out? *prostrates myself on the floor again* *fighting back tears of ever more resilient hope* *because them balls are so beautiful, babes*

I mean, if this isn’t balls out then I don’t know what is. And what the fuck does balls out even mean in the first place? 

It means the narrative tying back to the first act, which is S1-3. But they’re bound to - and have so done - do callbacks to the start of the second act as well, which is S4-5. 

I believe they’ll be picking and choosing to do callbacks to all the most memorable moments because this final stretch of the road is all about pulling the curtain back and revealing what the show really is all about, what the narrative has really been trying to tell us all along, moving us into an ending that feels surprising and yet wholly inevitable. 

Meaning the narrative is wrapping up and is singing its last note as it hurtles down the highway towards positive endgame. So far the sound of that note is a thing of epic proportion and we only have the first episode.

*light sheen of sweat on my brow*

So, here we go, upwards and onwards with this review. 

Let me tell you, firmly, that we screamed, we ( @margarittet @bluestar86 @tinkdw ) all screamed out loud as soon as the first notes of Nothing Else Matters started playing. 

Anyone who has seen the S12 recap reel that they released during SDCC this summer will have been screaming their heads off as well, because that reel was all about family and love and it was so CasDean/DeanCas/Destiel heavy that one cannot even begin to fathom the joy it’s brought all summer long. 

And here they go and use the song again (well, as Saz pointed out, now that they’ve got the rights why wouldn’t they?) but also we were just amazeballed in our eye sockets at the reveal that it was the chosen opening song and omfg we were four seconds in and already we could just tell that this. Was going. To be. Epic.

And fuck me I barely even know where to begin. So I’ll follow the above comment on the opening  music mind-melt with… the first scene, I guess. Feels a bit boring and standard since so much meta has already been published but, oh well, can’t be galloping on the back of a unicorn over the rainbow in every post.

…….. Can you?

No. Okay, no. Keeping it neat and tidy. Scene by scene, blow by blow —> off we go.

1. “Father?”

I have a feeling this season is going to be about fatherhood.

That’s totally sarcasm, because we all knew this season was going to be about fatherhood. Dabb has stated it on more than one occasion. Here’s our first introduction to Jack and glowy daddy devil eyes fade and give way for confusion almost immediately, which made me do a little dance and almost make a little love to poor Tink sat beside me on the sofa.

Yes, we knew he was going to be a blank slate but actually seeing it, seeing ALL of this episode play itself out, still gave shockwaves of pure awe. There he is. It’s Jack! Pleasure to meet you, finally.

2. Ummmmmmmmmmm no

I mean YES. Because oh my God, look at his wings on the ground. They’re too magnificent for words. (yes @magnificent-winged-beast that’s a nod to you) (a sad one) And Dean’s face. Look at Dean’s faaaaaaaace. And how it shifts from utter disbelief, like he can’t even compute, like, no, this isn’t supposed to happen, this isn’t right, and into focus at the reason for it and what can be done about it. It’s like he’s looking at Cas thinking How…? Why…? And then his brain clicks and all he can think is Nephilim.

(what is sort of horrifying to think about is that, to Dean, Jack is a baby - Dean doesn’t know that Jack’s all growed up…)

Tink has been banging her drum for this moment of Dean pulling his gun and running up to scare the bejesus out of Jack since May. I think I might’ve given her a bruise from screaming YES and shaking her by the arm. :P

3. Visual Manifestation of Power

Sam is Sam is SAM. God, I love Sam so much throughout this entire episode. He’s so Sam. That’s a shitty comment, but seriously, he IS SO SAM. Compassionate and logical. I believe this season is going to be so good to Sam and he’s already stepping into those Leader Sam boots.

As ever, Dabb uses a scene with efficiency and establishes a lot of things for us here.

Jack has a mission - he wants his father and needs to find him. Jack’s eyes glowing throughout the scene tells us that, no matter how calming Sam is trying to be, Jack hasn’t begun to trust him yet, and then Dean barges in, gun drawn, spots those glowing eyes, takes aim and fires off a shot. So the instinct of self-preservation takes over and Jack’s powers manifest.

The visual of Jack’s power is so goddamn brilliantly effective, because I think we know he’s bound go dark side, and he is fucking scary here. (I hope we’re right) (we have to be right in that he’ll go dark and I can’t wait!) (I can’t wait for Dark Jack!!) He knocks the brothers out cold.

TITLE CARD: it’s so fucking beautiful, what else is there to say?

My first reaction - as I’m certain most of ours was to it - was literally holy fuck, it looks like the sun!!

The up-side-down cross with an I inside it makes me think of how I believe this season will focus on the question of identity more than ever before, based in Dean finally beginning to trust, to have faith in people outside of himself, easing up on his need for control, all of this immediate and necessary stepping stones toward him finding self-worth in realising all of his self-worth is not in being the hammer, it is just as much in being the shield. 

He can take the backseat and still be useful, appreciated and loved. 

4. Burning on the Ceiling

Dean dreams of Mary stepping between the brothers and Lucifer. 

So, this dream sequence tells me that Mary going through the rift is - to Dean - the same as her dying, killed in hellfire once again, and him unable to stop it. 

But what else does this image from the Pilot hit home? This nightmare image of Mary burning on the ceiling? What does that image represent to Dean Winchester? 

Well, it set the course for his entire life, didn’t it? Losing her again is like a sudden reset, as though perhaps that change that had begun to take hold now after 12x22 was nothing but smoke and mirrors after all and this proves it. Whatever hope Dean had begun to feel for the future was taken from him with Cas’ death, and this flashback to his helplessness as a child when watching his mother burn only underlines how all the change he’s been going through is for nothing: he’s back right where he began. There is no happy ending in the cards for him. Ever.

Mary also bookends the episode, so Dean having a nightmare about her death leads into the reveal that no, Lucifer did not kill her the moment the rift closed: she’s still alive and, moreover, Lucifer is hellbent on her staying that way.

What else will you be proven wrong about, Dean Winchester? <3

5. Does He Have Wings?

The brothers wake up and we get a closeup of Dean picking up his gun. Yeah, he won’t be deterred by some freak power show, they’ve dealt with those before, and he is clearly hellbent on finding Jack. There will be no asking first-shooting later - that kind of power isn’t messed with, it’s put down before it can kill anyone. 

The cut on Dean’s lip intrigues me. He keeps touching it, it gets worse, then heals up, and at the end of the episode Mary has a cut in the exact same place after Lucifer hits her. There’s a visually established link between Dean and Mary in this episode. She was always an incredibly strong mirror for him, so this is bound to be meaningful later on. What’s lovely is that she remains a Cas mirror as well, stuck in her own Purgatory.

6. Nature Child

I love this shot of Jack’s feet walking in earth and dried pine needles, Jack surrounded by the forest. It feels organic and non-threatening, Jack sussing out this planet of ours with every new step he takes, and it’s even a subtle link to Cas and how he loves nature.

7. Pirate Pete’s Jolly Treats

Seriously, though. Seriously. We have a fast food joint with its menu changed by a blue-eyed and dark-haired Cas-on-the-outside/Dean-on-the-inside mashup of mischievousness. There is a joyful wink here that is not even subtle anymore and there are no fucks given and I love it. Please let it continue. (I have zero doubt that it will but, as ever, I could be wronggg)

High Seas Butt Combo is probably my favourite, but the buttshake has such a nice ring to it, too.

Now, Clark is a delight whatever view you take on him. Either he’s a guy with a wicked sense of humour and buckets of self-assurance who goes wide-eyed and looks rather delighted at the sight of a naked dude - or he’s all those things and just rather amazed at a dude without a stitch of clothing repeating the word “father” into his intercom. Whatever else there is, at the very foremost, there will most likely be friendship here as it seems Clark reappears in 13x03. 

Clark calls his mom –>

8. Sheriff Barker

*insert other people’s brilliant meta on the FUCKING MUG*

The FUCKING MUG could be a plant of the place itself, that something big will happen later on in the season in the spot where the rift occurred, where Jack was born and where Cas died. Kind of a significant place to remember the name of… Then again, they could easily plant it in dialogue or just bring up “the place where Cas died” so… Very very very visual plant of that mug. Or perhaps Phil Sgriccia is selling these mugs on eBay and is making a not so subtle product placement… (goes to check eBay to immediately endorse) (I’m a sucker for a good mug)

9. “Cas is…”

Look at that big beautiful body of water (rebirth) and the mountains (knowledge) and that lone white sailboat in the middle of it. Just so pretty, if you ask me.

Dean: We still have holy oil, right?
Sam: For what?
Dean: ‘Cause we’re gonna have to hit him with everything we’ve got.
Sam: Hold on a second. Can we just talk about what happened back there?
Dean: Sure, which part? Let’s see - Crowley’s dead, Kelly’s dead, Cas is… mom’s gone, and apparently the Devil’s kid hit puberty in thirty seconds flat. Oh, and he tried to kill us.
Sam: Yeah, because you shot at him.
Dean: I tried to kill the monster, Sam, it’s kinda what we do.
Sam: We don’t know what he is yet, Dean, and I had it under control.
Dean: I’m sorry, are you defending the son of Satan?
Sam: I’m not defending anything. I’m just saying, look, with everything that’s happened I’m obviously spun out also, but we need a plan.
Dean: Yeah - kill him. That’s the plan. Look, right now all that matters is finding him and ending him before he hurts anybody else. Now, once we do that we’ll figure everything else out.
Sam: What about Cas? Is he really dead?
Dean: You know he is.

Ohhhh Dabb, the evil man. I’m sure there’s a ton of coda after the weekend (I’ve glimpsed one or two!), but wow, Dabb left out the scene of the brothers going back outside before going after Jack, both of them standing on that sand, by Cas’ body, taking in those wings in daylight, Sam maybe just double checking for a pulse or any sign of life, Dean… well, I think he’d still be just blankly staring because it’s starting to sink in. 

Then Dean lifting Cas in his arms and bringing him inside while Sam goes and gets that sheet to cover him with. Oh, my heart. This is where that “You know he is” from Dean stems from, right? Yeah. They moved him inside and they know that there’s nothing they can do. Sam still holding out the smallest hope and Dean feeling it deep inside, that this is it. He’s lost Cas. And nothing else matters, as this entire episode demonstrates to us.

*mind* *so* *fucking* *blown*

Here’s the thing. In this my most recent long ass episode deconstruction I talk about how Castiel entering Dean’s life sets about a change, sets about a sudden need for self-examination, because Dean’s attraction to Cas is undeniable even to him and, to be honest, looking at that small smile in 4x05, he looks like he just might be in the first stages of falling in love. And the point of the love story (of any love story) is to push character progression. To make Dean need something more out of life, which will lead to him slowly daring to hope for more, because the need inside is taking over and is overriding any fear of the possible fallout.

Shooting that grenade launcher and tearing down that wall at the beginning of 12x22, which lead directly into him letting Sam go off and lead a mission before turning around and confronting/forgiving his mother, was a leap and a bound for Dean’s individual arc. What I’m getting at is that the above dialogue ties back into the image of Mary burning on the ceiling and Dean’s loss of hope. He is so fucking bitter, right? “I tried to kill the monster, Sam, it’s kinda what we do.” 

It’s like - okay, so this is my only function on this Earth: to kill. Well, then, let me kill. I’ll kill anything and right now what needs killing is this thing related to the fucking Devil. This is all I am, right? This is all I’m meant to be or meant to have.

What is so remarkable about this dialogue is that Sam is subtly, but firmly, standing his ground, just as he did in 12x20 when they had the whole Cas-isn’t-himself exchange, where Dean was spun out of his head with fear, and Sam just did not see the situation in the same light at all. Sam gets to even make the awesome statement “and I had it under control.” Fuck yes, you did, Sam - you’re in control of this situation and Dean is spiralling through his anger-fuelled denial of his grief, wanting a target to blame and having it.

I love you, Sam Winchester.

Dean’s face after he says “finding him and ending him before he hurts anybody else” is also telling of where his head is at and who that anybody else is in relation to. (yes it’s Cas who got hurt)

And then they’ll figure “everything else” out - as in what to do about Cas’ body that they left behind in that house. 

And then, of course, we get the lens flare to end all lens flares.

I mean, when the fuck has this colour not been used in a situation related to Cas and now they are fucking undeniably tying it to Cas by having it flare TO CAS’ FUCKING NAME. *they will murder us all* *balls so fucking out and dangling in all their glory*

The rest is under the cut. It got long. *smiles in friendliest manner*

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My Little Girl - Auston Matthews - Father daughter

Originally posted by spookylatta

Okay yes another father daughter imagine but I really love writing theses and the song that i kinda based this off of is one of my favorites. My dad and me used to dance to it all the time so I am happy to share this with you guys. As it means so much to me!

Link to song :

Auston bit his lip as he sat on the plane him and the guys were on their way to Arizona to play the Coyotes. It would be Auston first time home since his first NHL season had started. It would be the first time since before he left he would see her again. Auston turned his phone on and smiled at his lock screen a little girl with dark hair that matched his was in a ponytail she was smiling showing her missing tooth. The guys had seen picture of his little girl but never met her Mitch was at his place when he face-timed her the one time but besides that the guys have only really heard of her. Auston was just sixteen when he had Mia him and his girlfriend at the time didn’t think about it too much at the time. But when they found out she was pregnant it was a big bomb drop neither had expected. Auston parents were disappointed in him to say the least but they helped him through it all.

Mia mother parents were not pleased with their daughter being sixteen and expecting a baby. So much that they wanted her to get rid of Mia when Auston had heard he was heartbroken he knew it was a stupid thing to do at sixteen but he didn’t want to give the baby up or not have it at all. his mother was very mad with the idea and spoke up saying that if she had the baby that they would take it. So after a lot of fights between the two families Mia mother made the choice of having the baby. But after Mia was born she left Mia’s life at first Auston had hoped maybe it was because of her parents. But with her not even bothering to send anything of Mia birthday and only a couple months later posting a photo on her Instagram of her and a new guy to where she moved. Auston knew that Mia’s mother would not play any role in her or Auston’s life.

He opened his photos and smiled as he flicked through the photos of Mia from when she was a baby till now at four years old. He remember going to Sweden to play hockey it was hard. They took Mia with them but whenever Auston had to go away for a game and didn’t come home at night she would throw a fit. His mother always said she was a daddy’s girl and it was never going to change. Auston smiled as he found a video and put his headphones in and clicked play

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Impressions (Lin-Manuel/Reader)

Title: Impressions

Pairing: Lin-Manuel/Reader (ish). …also, Reader and Kate McKinnon have an interesting friendship dynamic that borders on slash.

Summary:  Lin hosts SNL the week after Reader – a newbie on SNL – did an impression of him in a sketch. Reader has a huge crush on Lin. Kate finds out about said crush. Shenanigans ensue.

Rating: PG-13 for cursing and probably some other things

Warnings: Long-ass fic, occasional Twitter!epistolary style, matchmaking shenanigans, some kisses are forced upon others, a swerve into angst so severe it’ll give you whiplash, and the ending sucks (because when does the ending not suck)


Author’s Note: I wanted to get this out last Sunday on the one-year anniversary of Lin’s SNL episode, but wasn’t able to.

I rewrote the ending to this fucking thing like five times and I’m still not happy with it but goddamn it, I’m posting it anyway. I’m tired of staring at it.

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Three times Spot and Race almost came out to their audience, and one time they did

Continuation of this series! Hope you enjoy ^.^

This is probably painfully English. I don’t think you have Tesco in America.

This is also one of my first forays into the X times trope, so I hope I didn’t fail too bad at that.

They heard about it on Twitter before anywhere else. Spot had been aimlessly scrolling through his feed when a flurry of ‘omg Sprace confirmed!’ and 'GUYS WE WERE RIGHT’ started to appear. His first reaction was to, stupidly, look around the living room as if there would be a subscriber stood in the corner with a notepad, watching him and Race. When his shock had faded, he clicked on one of the tweets to try and find out what people were talking about. This sometimes happened over just a glance at each other in their videos, even before they were dating, so Spot wasn’t too worried. Until he saw that Jack was tagged in most of the tweets.

Jack was a fan of urbex so whilst he didn’t technically make the same videos as them there was enough of an overlap that they’d appeared on each others channels a few times. He was particularly fond of joining Race and Spot for a Halloween video so his content would be a little spookier than normal. One of Jack’s videos was linked in a tweet and Spot clicked it, surreptitiously putting in his headphones to watch. He didn’t want to worry Race, curled up lazily at his feet on the other end of the sofa, unless it was completely necessary.

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school shooting ft. ziley (friendship), larkle (friendship), mackle (friendship), rilaya (friendship), smilaya (friendship), rucas, smarkle, joshaya, zucas (friendship), clique six friendship, + riley & josh uncle/niece relationship

WARNING: this could be triggering, just warning you here.

It all happened so fast. One moment, Riley Matthews was walking down the hallway of her high school, arm linked with one of her best friends, Farkle Minkus, and the next thing they knew, everything was chaos. They saw Henry Edwards with a gun pointed at them, and Riley froze. It was Farkle that pulled her to the ground and shielded her with his body.

And then everyone was running, and Farkle was dragging her through the crowd to the nearest classroom. Her grip on his hand was so tight, but neither friend cared, they knew all that mattered was that they got to safety, together. But in the midst of all the craziness, Farkle felt Riley slip out of his grip, and instantly panicked. He turned around and she was nowhere to be seen.


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You’re Something // Liam Dunbar Imagine Part 2/2


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~ Liam peeks around the corner of the school hallway trying to discretely watch (Y/N) at her locker. He hates to admit it, but this has been a reoccurring thing for him the past couple days. After she slept over his house last weekend, they’ve texted and talked in class a little but he’s nervous to engage with her more. With a slip of his tongue that night he had admitted to her that he likes her, but he doesn’t know how she feels about him. All of the signs that she likes him are there; her heart skips a beat when he’s around, she blushes at things he says, she kissed him on the cheek after their date, hell she simply agreed to go on a date in the first place. But Liam’s not the type of guy to risk getting his hopes up…especially when it could come to getting his heart broken. Liam’s busy watching (Y/N) get her books together, he doesn’t hear anyone coming up behind him.

“Liam!” Lydia shouts out of nowhere.

“Oh my go-,” Liam jumps, “don’t sneak up on me like that, Lydia.“ 

Lydia shrugs. "You have supernatural hearing, Liam. You would have heard me if you weren’t staring at (Y/N) like some stalker." 

Liam blushes lightly. "I wasn’t staring…,” Lydia tilts her head giving him the “really?” look, “I was…admiring." 

"Yeah sure call it whatever you want. Just go talk to her! You guys already went on a date and it went well. The worst is done.” She points out.

Liam sighs. “I know, I know. But that doesn’t mean she likes me." 

Lydia rolls her eyes then looks at Liam seriously. "I’m totally breaking a girl code by telling you something I promised her I wouldn’t tell, but…she likes you. Like a lot." 

A smile begins to form on Liam’s face. "She told you that?”

Lydia smiles softly and nods her head. “Yeah. Now go talk to her about all of this." 

Liam takes a deep breath and starts to make his way over to (Y/N).

"Hey (Y/N).” Liam smiles nervously. (Y/N) smiles instantly at Liam’s voice and turns around from her locker.

“Hi Liam. What’s up?" 

He scratches the back of his neck. "I’m sorry I’ve been acting a little weird lately.”

“It’s ok…is it something I did?” She bites her lip nervously.

“No! Of course not. I just…I wasn’t sure if you felt the same way about me as I do for you…”

A blush instantly grows on (Y/N)’s face. “I-I like you, Liam,” the words coming out of (Y/N)’s mouth rather than Lydia’s hit Liam hard. He has to control himself from not smiling like an idiot, “I just didn’t know how to say it. I’m not used to all of this.” She admits.

Liam smiles. “Well then I guess we’ll both be learning as we go.” He holds out his hand for (Y/N) to take. She smiles and wraps her hand in his. He walks her to her next class, not caring if he’s late for his. 


(Y/N) and Liam are sitting on Liam’s couch, after stopping to get ice cream, just talking waiting for everyone else to come over. They’re finally gonna crack open some books and do some research to figure out what (Y/N) is. 

“I never asked,” Liam starts, “why did you move to Beacon Hills?”  

“My dad. His job causes him to move around a lot.”  

“Oh…so do you think you won’t be here long?” Liam says trying to hide the disappointment on his voice.

(Y/N) shakes her head. “He says he likes it here. He said it’ll be good for me, whatever that means.” She laughs.  

“Good. I’m glad you’re staying.”

“Me too.” (Y/N) smiles. She takes the last bite of her ice cream cone and begins wiping her hands with her napkin. Liam smirks when (Y/N) looks up at him. She has a dot of ice cream on her nose.

“What?” (Y/N) ask.

“You have a little ice cream on your nose.” He chuckles but (Y/N) knows he’s not making fun of her.

“Oh my god,” She quickly reaches up and begins wiping her nose getting every spot except the spot where the ice cream is, “Is it gone?”

“No. Here.” Liam comes closer to (Y/N) on the couch. He takes the napkin from her hand and lightly wipes the ice cream from her nose.

“Sorry. That was really cheesy.” Liam whispers causing (Y/N) to laugh.

She shrugs. “But it wasn’t too cheesy. It was cute.” She admits.

Liam looks into her eyes and once again lets his lips speak before he can think. “Would it be too cheesy if I kiss you?” The words surprise (Y/N) and she stops breathing for a second. 

“No I think you’d be good.” She whispers trying to resist smiling but fails.

Liam tucks a strand of (Y/N)’s bands behind her ear then rest his hand delicately on her cheek. The pair begins to lean in and before they know it, their lips are touching. Liam waits until (Y/N) relaxes into the kiss before he begins to move his lips against hers, (Y/N) doing the same. The kiss is short and sweet as the two pull apart smiling like complete idiots. The doorbell rings but the two completely miss it as they’re too busy looking at each other with blushes on their young faces. The doorbell rings again but this time it keeps ringing aggressively.  

“I should get that.” Liam whispers  to (Y/N), their faces still close together, but doesn’t show any sign of movement. She nods to Liam speechless. She just had her first kiss and she’s happy she saved it for the right person.

(Y/N) and Liam open the front door to see everyone waiting impatiently. Especially Stiles who was clearly the one who wouldn’t chill with the doorbell. 

“You can’t even say you didn’t hear the bell. I know you did.” Stiles says.

“Yeah what were you guys doing?” Malia ask.

“Nothing.” The pair says quickly at the exact same time, avoiding eye contact with anyone.

Kira smirks. “Oh sure. Nothing.”  

“Totally believable.” Lydia says sarcastically with a grin on her face.


“You guys really don’t have to do this for me.” (Y/N) says guiltily. The pack has been doing research for a while now trying to figure this out. There’s books sprawled out, laptops open, and determined faces.

“We want to,” Scott says, “it’s what we do. It’s what we want to do.” He smiles at her.
She nods. “Thank you.”  

Suddenly Stiles’ face lights up. “Wait maybe we’re going at this wrong.”

“What do you mean?” Liam ask.

“When I was researching werewolves after Scott was bitten the story of Lycaon explained all of it. It’s the story of how Zeus turns Lycaon and his sons into wolves. Maybe this is also a Greek mythology thing.” Stiles looks at (Y/N), “What are some of the things that have been happening to you?”

“Um my body gets really hot. The heat of my body reacts pretty crazy with metal. I get those gold eyes-”

“I think I got it!” Stiles says then starts to read from his laptop, “Zeus and Hera, both mythological Gods, had a son called Hephaestus. He is the God of fire and the forge, which is a furnace in which metal is heated.” he types into his computer then clicks on another link, “In the mythological world of supernaturals, descendants, descendants of descendants, and so on, of Hephaestus are believed to be able to control heat and fire.” He looks up from the computer with a look of excitement and awe on his face.

“Wait so what you’re saying is that you think I have a relation to a Greek god? That I can control heat and fire?”

“It’s very possible. I can control electricity.” Kira says. 

“But that’s crazy. That’s not-" 

"Reminder, you’re sitting in a room with werewolves, a coyote, a banshee, and a Kitsune. Anything’s possible at this point.” Lydia says.

“Ok true,” (Y/N) says, “But that would mean someone in my family would have to be too right?”

“Wait (Y/N) did your dad say anything else about why he wanted to move here?” Liam ask.

“He said that’s it’d be good for me. That Beacon Hills is accepting to all sorts of people-oh my god my dad knows about the super natural.”

“You need to talk to your dad.” Liam says.


After school the next day, (Y/N) walks to the lacrosse field anxious to tell everyone what she and her father discussed. She’s still having a hard time wrapping her head around the fact that she’s a supernatural being, but hey, it’s Beacon Hills.  

(Y/N) sits down on the bleachers next to Lydia and Malia as they talk watching Stiles, Scott, Liam, and Kira at practice. On perfect timing, coach dismisses the team for practice, allowing everyone to shower and go home. Liam smiles to (Y/N) when he sees her sitting on the bleachers, and she gives him a little wave. The boys and Kira walk to the bleachers anxious to hear what (Y/N) has to say.

“It’s true,” (Y/N) begins, “I can control heat-”

“I knew it!” Stiles yells in victory cutting (Y/N) off. “Sorry.” He looks down.

“It’s not like I can start a fire out of nowhere or something. It’s like Kira, she can’t just create electricity out of nowhere, there has to be an energy source she can manipulate somewhere around her. I can do the same with heat. My grandma on my dad’s side was really good at it, but she passed. My dad said he regrets not telling me, as soon as he suspected I had ability, so I could have learned from her. That’s the bad part about it. I have no idea how to do it, how to control it.”

Kira lightens up, “Maybe I can teach you. I mean I’m still learning but if it’s anything similar to how I can manipulate electricity, I think we can figure it out.”

(Y/N) smiles. “Really? Yeah that’d be great, Kira.”
And that’s how the last couple days went. Kira and (Y/N) got together after school to try to figure out how to control and manipulate heat…and it isn’t going so well.

“I’m not gonna get this.” (Y/N) groans. They’ve been practicing for about two hours and nothing has happened. This time everyone else came to see if they can help too.

“Yes you will, (Y/N).” Kira says. “I know how you feel but if you keep trying it’ll happen.”

“I’ve done it like a million times and nothings happened.” (Y/N) says. She’s usually not one to be negative but she came into this with high hopes and she’s gotten nothing so far. She’s becoming frustrated with herself even though everyone else is telling her not to be. However, they can all relate so they know how she’s feeling.

“Ok (Y/N), try one more time and if nothing happens we’ll be done for today and try again tomorrow.” Liam says trying to encourage her not to give up just yet. (Y/N) nods and gets up to stand closer to her fireplace. The fireplace is on really low and (Y/N)’s focusing on trying to make it stronger.  

“Ok,” Kira starts, “Try to imagine the fire growing. What I do is I focus on the energy increasing. So try to focus on the heat getting hotter and hotter. Think about how strong fire is.” (Y/N) listens to every word Kira says and concentrates on the fire. She finds herself getting drawled closer to the fire. She touches the wood in the fireplace with one finger and before she can blink, the piece of wood sets on fire. 

“Oh my god!” She turns around the everyone with the biggest smile on her face, “I did it!” Everyone cheers for her and Liam gets up from his seat and wraps his arms around (Y/N) picking her up in his arms and spinning her around.  

“Thanks for not letting me give up.” (Y/N) whispers to Liam when he puts her down, their arms still wrapped around each other.

“You don’t have to thank me. I knew you’d get it. We all did.” Liam smiles. It’s like the pair forgets they’re not the only ones in the room. They lean in once again and their lips com together. The kiss starts off simple and sweet but heats up as Liam moves his hands farther down (Y/N)’s back, right above her butt, and pulls her body closer to his. (Y/N)’s hands trail up Liam’s neck and into his hair.

“Ok we’re just gonna go…” Scott says awkwardly as everyone gets up.

“See you guys in school tomorrow…” Stiles says.

“They’re not paying attention. Just go!” Lydia says and everyone follows her lead as they leave (Y/N)’s house.

Liam becomes more eager as he trails his hands past (Y/N)’s butt down to her thighs. He surprises (Y/N) by picking her up using his strength and she wraps her thighs around his waist. He walks them to the couch in her living room and he slowly sits down on it. (Y/N) finds a new sense of confidence in herself that she didn’t know existed as she straddles his waist and pushes her body closer to his. Liam squeezes (Y/N)’s thighs then goes around behind her to lightly squeeze her butt. (Y/N) pulls away from the kiss for air and Liam uses this to his advantage as he starts to trail the lightest kisses down her neck.

“Liam,” (Y/N) moans with a raspiness to her voice that Liam thinks is extremely sexy, “We should slow down.” He pulls back from (Y/N)’s neck. 

“Your eyes,” (Y/N) whispers looking into Liam’s eyes, “They’re glowing.”

A light blush forms on Liam’s face. “I guess my wolf was coming out. I got excited…sorry. Sorry if I went too far I-”

“No you didn’t. It was fine. I just-I’ve never done this. I’m not used to it. A couple days ago, that was my first kiss.” (Y/N) looks down trying to hide a blush of embarrassment blush.

Liam smiles at how cute she is. He’s glad he was her first kiss. He’s happy that he came into her life in time and gave her a first kiss with someone who actually cares about her. Rather than some other random guy who only has one thing on his mind. Liam puts his finger under (Y/N)’s chin and lifts it up so he can look into her eyes. He smiles at her and she gives him a shy smile back. 

“You’re beautiful, you know.” Liam says out of the blue.

If (Y/N) was blushing before then she’s definitely blushing now. “Thank you.” She whispers.

“I would really love it if you were my girlfriend,” Liam says. He hears her heart skip a beat. “You’re not just something. You’re everything. So, would you be my girlfriend?”

(Y/N) leans in and pecks Liam on the lips. She pulls back with a smile on her face. “I would love to.”