From left to right: Jason Isaacs (Captain Lorca), Michelle Yeoh (Captain Georgiou of the USS Shenzhou), Chris Obi (the Klingon T’Kuvma), Sonequa Martin-Green (Lieutenant Commander Rainsford aka Number One, the show’s main character) with husband Kenric Green, Doug Jones (an alien science officer), James Frain (Sarek), and Shazad Latif (the Klingon Kol).
Not So Boring (Riverdale & Teen Wolf) ~ Jughead Jones
“Isaac get off of me!”
“What do you mean you idiot?
You’re on top of me!”
“Would you two both shut up before I scream!” I finally yelled, hushing the two dorks I call my best friends immediately as they thought to my banshee scream that I shared with my cousin Lydia.
Luckily, Stiles and Isaac stopped arguing verbally at my threat, but continued jabbing each other in the ribs, which ended up jabbing me considering all three of us were tucked into a very small space…other wise known as a dumpster.
Long story short, Scott heard about some weird stuff going in on this town called Riverdale, and while he was touring his college choices, he sent Isaac, Stiles, and I to the small town to figure out what was going on, and more specifically what was behind it.
I blamed Stiles for all this considering whenever something strange or out of place happens, the Stilinski boy’s mind instantly jumps to the land of the supernatural bring the cause. And Scott, of course has to be Save-Everyone-McCall, even if they live on another freaking planet…or in this case, a really boring town.
Back to the dumpster situation, we needed somewhere to hide that was close enough to the scene of the crime where Jason Blossom was murdered, apparently by the supernatural. The plan was to hide out in here, then have Isaac use his super-hearing to clue us in one what was going on.
“What do you hear?” Stiles whispers after a few seconds of Isaac homing in on his werewolf powers causing the Lahey boy to glare at the human.
“The sound of my fist about to collide with your face.” He replied venomously, before getting back to business. “They’re saying something about how the cause of death wasn’t drowning, but a gunshot, right between the eyes.”
I sighed, leaning my head against the rusty wall of the dumpster. We had come all the way out here for nothing.
“It could still be supernatural.” Stiles tried to add in optimistically, causing me to turn and send a death glare his way, causing him to take a gulp in fear.
“What kind of supernatural creature uses a gun?” Isaac growled through his teeth.
“One with guns for hands?” Stiles suggested, though he knew he was screwed.
“You know what?” I sighed, “The both of you just shut up, and let’s get out of this boring little town.”
Stiles and Isaac nodded, opening up the lid of the dumpster before all of us hopped out and landed on the sandy ground.
“You’ve got a little something right..” Stiles trailed off as he reached up to grab something from my hair, but stopped short as he noticed something behind me. “Oh, hi.”
I turned on my heels to see a boy our age with a strange beanie on his head, and a camera around his neck, standing a few feet away. I had to admit he was pretty cool, in a kind of creepy-way.
Isaac pushed his shoulder against mine to bring me back to the real world, probably so I could explain to the guy why he had just seen three strangers climbing out of a dumpster.
The guy looked at me, his green eyes shining, “You’re not from here.”
I nodded, “Nope. We’re here to find the killer.”
The boy studied me for a moment before speaking again, “I’m Jughead. Jughead Jones.”
Stiles snorted from my left, “Strange name.”
Isaac rolled his eyes, “Coming from the guy who goes by Stiles. And don’t get me started on your real name, Mi-” Isaac was cut off by Stiles running at him pathetically.
“Don’t you dare, wolf boy!”
I rolled my eyes at the two boys fighting in the background, “Don’t mind them, they’re idiots. I’m (Y/N) (Y/L/N).”
Jughead smirked slightly, “Well, (Y/N) welcome to Riverdale.”
I smiled lightly, maybe this town wasn’t so boring after all.
can i get an isaac imagine where he cheats on you and you two fight and he wont apologize for what he did. and then a mission comes up & it ends where you die in his arms? just really angsty please. maybe base it off of “too little, too late” by jojo?
warnings: lots of angst, breakdown, death
author’s note: this request is from my old blog, but i had the idea in google docs, so here it is! enjoy xo (not my gif)
Derek and Isaac had moved in and you were up to your eyeballs in testosterone. Isaac was sleeping on the couch, Derek in the guest room. You miss your privacy.
You came home late one evening, you had errands to run. You went upstairs, wanting to crash in bed. You opened your door to find Derek in your bed.
“Oh, really?” You crossed your arms and looked at him.
“Isaac’s in my room. I had nowhere to go.”
“Why is Isaac in your room?” You raise an eyebrow.
“He brought some girl home, I don’t know.”
“Derek! Oh my God!” You slipped out the door and swung Derek’s door open. You walked in and leaned on the wall. Isaac looked up at you and groaned.
The girl looked at you blankly. “Can I help you?” She smarted off.
“You can actually. Get out.” You point to the door.
She nudges Isaac. “You’re going to let her talk to me like that?” He shrugs and she pouts.
“I said out. Now.” You slammed the door closed when she left and you looked at Isaac.
“What the hell?” He got off the bed and put his shirt back on.
“Don’t what the hell me, Lahey. Bringing a girl home? To my house?”
“We didn’t even do anything! We were just making out!”
“I don’t care. You still brought her here.”
Derek opened the door and stood behind you.
“This isn’t fair! Scott didn’t care about this stuff!”
You scoff, “Was Scott becoming your legal guardian? No? Then I don’t want to hear it. My house, my rules.”
Isaac huffs and pushes past you, storming down the stairs.
Derek high fives you. “That was good pack-parenting.”
You laugh. “I cannot believe you let him in here with a girl.”
“Sorry. That was bad pack-parenting. He’s done it before so I didn’t really think much of it.”
“He’s done it before? In your room? Derek…he needs his own room.” You sigh.
“I can sleep on the couch.” He shrugs.
“No, stay with me. It’ll be 100% nonsexual. You can handle that right?”
Derek smirks. “Of course I can.”
That day he moved all of his stuff in, you were now sharing a closet with a man who you’d just met. You’d kissed for maybe fifteen seconds, but you just met. “What side of the bed do you sleep on?” He turned and looked at you.
“In the middle…so pick whichever side you want.” You say, moving your clothes over in the closet.
Stiles has been in and out of the house all day. He’s decided that you and Derek are the only ones that can calm him down.
“Why is Jackson such a huge idiot?” He stormed in and sat on your bed.
“All right then..” You muttered before sitting beside him. “What’d he do now?”
“He said that I’ll never be as good of a werewolf as him, so when I got angry he laughed at me. He’s showing off for Lydia.” He grunts.
You roll your eyes. “I just talked to him about this..Stiles don’t let it get to you. If I’m being honest I think that he’s a little worried about you and Lydia. You’re stepping in on his lady, Stiles.” You nudge him and he laughs.
“I don’t mean to…I just can’t help it. She’s just..” He lays back on the bed and groans. “She’s so pretty and she’s got the greatest personality. I just don’t know how she can stand to be with him. He’s a dumb jock, that’s all he is. She’s too smart to be with him. I get her, I get her sense of humor and I get her smart little fun facts. I just really like her, y'know? I do everything I can not to screw up around her and Jackson always makes me look stupid.” He sighs.
Derek joins the two of you on the bed. “I know what you mean. Pretty girls are hard to get over.” He flicked his eyes over to you and smirked.
“Let me give you some advice. If you’re having trouble with Lydia just try being her friend. Don’t try to impress her, or show off, just be her friend. Go out on friend dates with her and Jackson, no matter how much it hurts because that’s going to show that you aren’t around just to get in her pants. It’ll show her you’re trustworthy.” Derek smiles at him.
“I never really have tried being her friend…” Stiles says quietly. He jumped off the bed quickly.
“So, quick question…”
“What?” You look up at him.
“When’s the next full moon?”
“Monday, why? Do you need us?”
Stiles nods, “Okay, thanks guys. I have to go be Lydia’s friend now.” He jogs out of the room and you look at Derek.
“Such a spaz.” He says under his breath and you smack his arm.
“Leave him alone.” You defend the younger boy.
“Fine. Sorry.” Derek throws his hands up on defense, a smile playing on his lips. “Let’s go out tonight.” He looks at you.
“I uh..where?” You stand up, pulling the hoodie you were wearing down.
“Let’s go to a club. You know, where we can drink and not have to worry about teenaged werewolves.” He laughs.
You snort, “That’d be great.”
“It’s a plan?” He asks you.
“It’s a plan.” You repeat, high fiving the much taller werewolf in front of you. You glance at the clock. “That means I should start getting ready. Can you call Isaac and talk to him? He probably won’t answer if I call. Just tell him what’s going on and that he gets his own room now.” You grab your makeup bag as Derek nods. You go to the bathroom, turning music on loudly. You go back to your room to pick a dress out before retreating back to the bathroom.
You finish getting ready and you head downstairs. You find Derek in a tight white button down shirt and dress pants. You feel your breath hitch when you see him. He smirks at you. “I talked to Isaac…are you ready?”
You nod, the both of you going out to his car. You arrive at the club, the line surprisingly short.
“You look drop dead gorgeous. I just thought I’d let you know.” He smirks down at you and you blush.
“You don’t look too bad either.”
You’re standing in line talking when you’re approached by a young girl. “Derek? You’re Derek Hale right?”
Derek turns and looks at her, nodding. “Can I help you?”
“You’re an alpha, right? You know what to do.”
“I’m not exactly sure what you’re asking me.”
“I-I’m pregnant. I think my water just broke. I need help.”
Your eyes go wide and Derek turns to look at you.
“I’m not Derek Hale but I can help you.” You say, stepping out of line. You take the young girls arm.
“I can’t go to the hospital. My mom doesn’t know I’m pregnant. I can’t go.”
Derek takes her other arm. “Let’s get her in the car.”
You help her into the backseat and sit with her. “Derek, take her back to the house.” You arrive at the house and you help her inside, setting her up in Isaac’s room. You take all the sheets off the bed and put a towel down over the mattress protector. You cover her up and sit beside her. Derek stands in the doorway, watching.
“How old are you, sweetie?” You press a cool rag to her head.
She groans, you can see her contracting. You take her hand and let her squeeze. She’s not talking through the contraction so you figure she must be close.
You stand at the edge of the bed. “Is it okay if I look?” She nods.
“I’m fourteen, by the way. I’m pretty sure the baby’s a werewolf too.”
You nod and look under her dress. “Derek, she’s crowning already.” Can you come in here and take her hand.
He nods and comes in, making conversation with the girl.
“Honey, what’s your name?”
“My name’s Brittany.”
“Okay, Brittany..I’m going to need you to push. Can you do that? I’m going to count down from ten and I need you to push while I count.”
She nods and squeezes Derek’s hand.
“1..2..3..push.” She begins pushing and you count down. This goes on for about twenty minutes. “Derek can you get me the blanket on the couch?” He nods and jogs downstairs.
“One more push, Brittany.” She pushes and you hold the baby as it comes out. “It’s a boy.” You smile.
Derek returns and you wrap the baby up. “I need scissors.” He grabs them from the bedside table and you cut the cord, careful not to cut too close.
You hand the boy to Brittany. She cries as she takes him. “Thank you so much. Thank you.”
“Can I get you anything?” You smile at her and she shakes her head.
“I’m okay. Thank you.”
“We’ll leave you be. We’re going to be downstairs if you need us.” She nods and you and Derek leave the rooms.
“So much for going out.” You look at him and he smirks.
“I still got to see you in this hot dress. I found it painstakingly sexy watching you deliver a baby in heels. You’re so badass.” He gives you a once over.
You push him playfully. “Shut up. I’m just doing what I have to.”
Isaac walks in the door and starts to go upstairs. “Ah..wait.” You holler.
“What?” He turns and looks at you.
“You don’t want to go in there. I’m not giving details just don’t go in there. You can sleep down here tonight.”
He groans and flops down on the couch. “Okay..”
You go to the kitchen and sit a bottle of wine on the counter, Derek smirking. “Yeah?” He asks.
“Oh yeah.” You nod and pour you both a glass. You hop up on the counter. “I just delivered a baby. I don’t how these things just casually happen to me.”
Derek laughs. “You get used to it. I was hoping we’d hang out more tonight but…”
“We’re hanging out now aren’t we?” You and give him a sly look.
You spend the rest of the night talking and laughing. You got to know each other better. You’d checked in on Brittany before going to bed but she was asleep.
You’re awoken at 6 a.m by screeching. You groan and get up. Is there a baby in the house? There’s a baby in the house. You walk across the hall to Isaac’s room to check on Brittany and the baby. When you open the door you only see the baby. You pick him up and cradle him. You yawn as he begins to calm down. You carry him to the bathroom to see if Brittany’s there. Nope. You go down to the kitchen to find a note. You read it and you panic. “Derek! Derek, come here!” You heard him get out of bed and come downstairs quickly. You must’ve woken Isaac too because he came shuffling into the kitchen.
Derek comes in looking like an adorable mess. He has no shirt on, just pajama pants and his hair’s sticking up everywhere. “What’s going on?”
You hand him the note. “Brittany left. She left the baby here. She said she doesn’t care what we do with him.” Derek’s eyes meet yours and you can smell the anxiety on him, the baby beginning to scream.
“I for one hate the kid already.”
“Isaac, shut up.” You and Derek say in unison. No one speaks for awhile. You and Derek just stare at each other, having a silent conversation.
Imagine:On everyone’s 18th Birthday a Tattoo of their soulmates name appears.-Part 3.
You and the girls sat around the table, you had traced your hand over your tattoo more than 10 times. Smiling down at your wrist, you liked how his name looked on your skin but you couldn’t accept that he was your soulmate.
“Y/n, what’s wrong?"Malia asked as she took yet another slice of cake.
"It’s a mistake, its the wrong name"you answered, still tracing your fingers over the swirly ink.
"I don’t understand?"Lydia spoke out.
"Y/n the soulmate tattoo is never wrong? What makes you think that it is?"Allison asked.
"Stilinski-Uhm Stiles, he’s never actually looked at me in that way"you frowned.
"How do you know?"Kira questioned.
"I just know, trust me I’ve seen him when he likes a girl"you motioned over to Lydia.
"This is not what this is"you raised your arm.
"Then what is it?"Malia chomped.
"A mistake"You mumbled before taking the piece of cake from Malia.
It was 1am, Lydia and Allison were sprawled out on your bed, snoring lightly. Kira was curled up on your bedroom’s sofa and Malia was asleep on your floor covered in blankets her leg up in the air.
You glanced at Malia’s awkward position and you shook your head smiling to yourself as you watched out the window, this had to be a mistake right? The smile faded from your face as you thought about Stiles.
Suddenly a shadow moving around in your front garden made your heart jump. It was getting closer to your door and you felt sudden fear.
Stumbling over your own feet you leaped over Malia and grabbed your baseball bat, unintentionally knocking over your lamp. It smashed on the floor, waking up Lydia and Allison.
"What was that?"Allison squinted her eyes, before rubbing them.
"And why do you have a baseball bat, I didn’t know you played baseball?"Lydia asked, curiously as she sat up.
"I don’t play baseball, someone’s in the front garden"you informed the two half asleep girls that were now pulling the blankets around their body.
"Well you aren’t going down there by yourself"Malia yawned as she stretched.
"And you are definitely not leaving me behind"Kira said tiredly.
"I’m sorry for waking you guys"you apologized.
"Seriously? We’d be mad if you didn’t wake us up"Allison replied as she took out a bow&arrow.
You all looked at her with widened eyes, slightly amazed at the fact she brought a weapon out of her pocket.
"Please don’t tell me that’s always in your pocket"Lydia laughed.
"24/7"Allison smiled proudly.
"Lets go get this intruder"Malia said as she whipped out her claws.
The five of you tiptoed around your house, before hearing a loud knock at your door.
You turnt to eachother.
"At least they knocked"Malia shrugged before lunging at the door, swinging it open.
You all ran towards the door with your weapons in the air.
You heard Allison shout, telling you all to stop. When you lowered your weapons you noticed who it was.
"Yeah?"he looked up from behind his hands, he was shaking slightly.
"What are you doing here, we thought you were an intruder"you explained.
"I need your help at the high school"Scott said to the 5 of you.
When you arrived you noticed that there were 5 figures already standing in the car park.
You immediately recognized one to be your ‘soulmate’ Stiles, Liam Dunbar stood next to Isaac and Jackson. Theo made his way over to the group.
You heard Malia growl under her breath.
Stiles froze when he saw you walking over. He quickly rushed over to you, placing his hand on your arms.
"Y/n, you can’t be here, you need to go home"He ushered you back to the car.
"What?! Why not? Scott said he needed our help so we’re here?"you protested quickly.
"I’m going to kill Scott"he mumbled angrily.
You both walked back to the group,Stiles was swearing quietly to himself and when you re-joined the pack he dragged Scott to the side.
"What was that about?"Lydia murmured next to you.
"I’m not quite sure"you replied as you watched Stiles and Scott argue. Stiles had red cheeks when he returned, Scott looked frustrated.
"Okay so the new Alpha pack is inside the school, they have something that we want"Scott spoke out to the whole group.
"Deucalion has a new alpha pack?"you asked, slightly frightened.
"No, we don’t know who the leader is this time"Theo answered.
"We’ll split up and look for Mason"Liam ordered.
"They have Mason?!"Kira exclaimed.
"That’s who we’re saving to tonight"Stiles nodded.
"No matter what we’re getting Mason out of there, he must be terrified"you frowned before running back to the car.
You returned with your baseball bat, The pack looked at you and Stiles blankly.
"What?"you both said in sync.
"Why do you have the same bat?"Isaac asked.
You both looked at each other before raising your bats to reveal that they were the same.
He smiled down at you before Scott started to pair everyone off.
"Liam and Kira you take the Library”
“Allison and I will search the canteen whilst Isaac and Malia go through the changing rooms"Scott nodded. The two pairs left to start searching for your friend.
"Umm, Stiles and Lydia check the basements, and Theo and y/n can look in the classrooms"Scott quickly announced before he started to walk off.
"Nope not happening, Theo is not going with y/n. He can’t keep his hands to himself and he might just run off and leave her"Stiles shook his head.
"Fine, I’ll go with Stiles"you said.
"Did you just call me Stiles?"he smiled.
"Yeah I did"you smiled back.
The two of you hadn’t noticed that everyone else had left.
"Are you sure you don’t want me to take you home, because I can?! Scott will understand I just-it’s just- out of everything and everyone your the only one that feels like home. It’s always been us two like in 3rd grade up till now, everyone has come and gone but you? You’ve always been here if I lost you I don’t know what I’d do"he stuttered out before running his hands through his hair.
"I’m not going anywhere, I promise I’ll still be here tomorrow and you can bump into me again like you always do"you answered with a smile before holding his hand.
"Okay lets go save Mason"he looked towards the school.
Part 4??-Stiles’ 18th Birthday comes and he gets his soulmate Tattoo, although it’s not what it seems…
Here’s the fics I read (and like) this month ! (friendly reminder I read mostly E or M rated)
☾ Bruises and Hickies, Stitches and Scars, by ElisAttack : “You’re my lawyer, Derek. What are you going to do, draft up a contract for yourself?”Or
the one where Stiles is a professional dominant, Derek is his lawyer,
and their professional relationship suddenly becomes not so
professional. Also, faeries. (89k, E)
☾ Worlds Apart, by exclamation : Nothing exciting ever happens in Beacon Hills… until Stiles
appears to get a stalker. A strange guy is breaking into his house,
watching him at lacrosse practice and grabbing him outside of the
school. This guy claims that he’s a werewolf who knows Stiles in another
world… and he needs Stiles’ help to figure out what happened to him. Agreeing to help a werewolf research parallel worlds is one thing… hiding it from his dad is another.(32k, E)
☾Flowerwolf & Beacon Roots, by alisvolatpropiis :
Derek tries not to show his surprise, curiously hopeful, but
still suspicious of Laura’s involvement. “Oh. How do you know my coffee
order then?”He grins. “The cute baristo knows your order, dude. All I had to do was ask for Grumpy Flower Guy’s usual.”Derek huffs. “I’m not grumpy.”“He says grumpily,” Stiles smirks, winking.The sound of his own laughter surprises Derek, so yeah, okay, maybe Stiles has a point.“Laura
said that you weren’t really into dating,” Stiles goes on, “but that
uh, you uh, well you know.” Stiles’ cheeks flush a very pretty ruddy
pink under the scatter of beauty marks that Derek aches to taste. Stiles
turns away, towards the cooler of roses, muttering to himself under his
breath, which of course Derek can hear perfectly well. “Great freakin’
advice, Lydia, ‘just bring up sex and tell him you’re cool with having a
one night stand,’ okay, sure, that worked fucking beautifully.”“Okay.”
The word is out of his mouth before Derek can even think about the
consequences of saying it, something unusual for him. He wants Stiles
however he can get him, it seems.“Okay?” Stiles eyes are wide when he spins back to look at him.“Yeah, okay. Let’s have sex.” (5k, E)
Kaleidoscope , by Vendelin :
Derek didn’t look at all like Stiles expected. After all, he
deliberately chose a school where being a nerd was cool, so he certainly
wasn’t expecting his hotter-than-a-thousand-stars roomie to be an
actual cool person. Derek has muscles, like everywhere, which he has a
tendency to display in skin-tight, sleeveless t-shirts for bands Stiles
has never heard of; his jeans are always tight and ripped too, and he
has an impressive five-o’clock shadow, the tips of his jet-black hair
dyed purple. And his eyes. Stiles is pretty sure he’s only seen eyes
like that in comics, or on a movie screen, or in his freakin dreams.
They’re somehow simultaneously all of the colors and none of them,
transcending something so pedestrian and insignificant as words to
encapsulate their beauty. Stiles would come to learn that he’s also
wickedly smart, and he plays the guitar and speaks multiple languages,
and his sunshine smile is even more alarming that his resting murder
☾ Poker Face, by tanwencooper
Is there any punishment in the world worse than parent-teacher night?
History teacher Derek Hale doesn’t think so. That’s until he meets the
guardian of one of his more troubled young students. Stiles Stilinski
has been left to look after his adopted brother Isaac after tragedy
stuck their family and Derek is determined to help them if he can.
However after Stiles and Derek’s paths repeatedly cross, Derek’s concern
soon turns to something deeper. Soon the pair begin the game of
attraction. The only problem is neither one of them knows the rules, and
both wear their poker face too well for their own good. (43k, E)
☾ My Moon My Man, by orphan_account:
Derek starts paying Stiles visits during full moon nights. They
sort of become a couple, but neither of them realizes it. Deaton ends
up being the one to enlighten them. And then stuff also happens. (15k, E)
☾ In Case The Daylight Never Comes, by plume_bob : There’s a relentless dark shape tearing through the pack and
that’s only the half of it. Stiles just wants to sleep and stop being
haunted by the faces of his night-time tormentors. His dad thinks he’s
suffering from post-traumatic stress, Scott thinks he’s suffering the
after-effects of the ritual; Stiles thinks they’re both reasonable
theories, except for the part where Derek Hale is the only thing that
can take his nightmares away and it seems that fact is no coincidence.
☾ [Sleep]Walking After You, by relenafanel :
Derek is a sleepwalker who keeps wandering into his downstairs neighbour’s bedroom.Stiles
is pretty sure the hot guy from the park is going to kill him in his
sleep. He knows he shouldn’t have been so obvious about objectifying
the guy’s really fine ass. Too bad it turns out Derek is easier to get along with when he’s sleeping. (56k, M)
☾ Tonight, the foxes hunt the hounds., by
Stiles always knew finding a mate would be hard for him. He’s not
bright and beautiful like Lydia, or stong like Danny or adorable like
Scott. He was just Stiles, fox kid with ADHD who loved to draw. Derek Hale was everything, popular, strong, smart and gorgeous.They get put together on an English assignment and it doesn’t go at all like Stiles expects. (21k, E)
In Sanguinem Scriptum Est
, by secondstar
: In order to stop a new onslaught of nightmares from plaguing
him, Stiles decides to become an emissary. No longer defenseless, he
begins to realize that not everything is as it seems. (31k, E)
Note: I hope you like this! I don’t get a lot of gentleman!Bucky requests so I really liked writing this! .c
Request: May I request one where you invite a close friend over but he is really rude and vulgar and rough and Bucky the gentleman that he is doesn’t like it
Your friend Isaac was not on Bucky’s ‘People I Like’ list. You understood why, you couldn’t deny that. Isaac was more on the outspoken and pretty gross side. It didn’t bother you too much since you’ve known him for so long. You were used to how he was. But Bucky was a different story.
You had been gone almost all day with Isaac, meeting for brunch and strolling around your favorite parts of the city. He was your only friend that you kept up with after you joined the Avengers, because he and his family took you in so many years ago. He was like your older brother, almost. And he came with the annoying qualities.
Isaac was laughing as he told you about his one night stand last night and you grimaced at the experience he was describing. You walked into the common room after the elevator came to a stop. Not noticing Bucky sitting on the couch, you kept your ears open and your eyes focused on Isaac.
“I mean, she wanted me to eat her ass! I just couldn’t do that!” He laughed loudly, holding his stomach. You made a sound of disgust and Bucky did the same from the couch. “Seriously? You’re speaking to a lady like that?” Bucky snapped, turning his head around to look at you two.
Isaac shrugged and looked down at you with raised eyebrows. “Does it bother you, Y/N?” He asked, a little chuckle in his voice. You laughed softly and shifted your weight onto your other foot. “N-not really? It just sounds pretty nasty.” You spoke quietly, tucking your hair behind your ear. You could feel Bucky’s eyes on you.
Isaac started to continue his story, slinging his arm around your shoulders. “Oof!” You huffed out from the sudden heavy grip, almost tripping over your feet as Isaac tugged you along to the couches. Bucky watched you closely and readied himself to help you until you sat down. He kept his eyes on you and you sighed against Isaac. He was always a little rough.
“So, after she left, her thong was in my back pocket. I still have it and I mean, a man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.” Isaac laughed, his body bouncing against your side as he watched you groan and laugh. “Isaac!” You shouted, shoving him. Bucky shook his head. “That’s disgusting!” He shouted, gripping the remote in his flesh hand. It’d be a total mess if he were to hold it in his metal one.
Isaac’s head shot towards Bucky and he chuckled, tightening his arm around your shoulders absentmindedly. “Bro, it’s all good.” He shrugged nonchalantly, clearly un-bothered about what he was saying. He thought it was normal but Bucky thought it was vulgar, the way he spoke about women.
“How can you just sit there and speak like that about a woman, in front of a woman?” Bucky questioned in disbelief, sitting up in his seat. His eyebrows were creased together and you could tell this conversation would end with Isaac on the floor and Bucky’s fist pounding his face in. “Bucky.” You said softly. He sighed heavily and shook his head again.
You sat up and Isaac watched you, a smirk on his face. “While I can just barely tolerate this…weirdness. I need some water. Want some?” You asked, standing to your feet. Isaac’s eyes trailed over your body and he pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth. “Nah, I’m good, sweet cheeks.” He said with a smirk. Bucky watched him with a clenched jaw and he could rip his head off at the look Isaac was giving you.
You shrugged and turned to Bucky, not noticing Isaac checking you out behind you. Bucky did and you had to snap your fingers and call his name a little louder to get him to look at you. “Water?” You smiled, seeing Bucky’s metal hand clenching. “Are you okay?” You asked quietly, pointing at his hand.
Bucky un-clenched his fist and looked up at you. “I’m alright, thanks Y/N.” He grumbled, looking back at Isaac, who was still looking at your ass behind you. You left with a small shrug and made your way to the kitchen. Back in the common room, Bucky was staring Isaac down.
Isaac looked over at Bucky and chuckled. “Man, her ass is great. I’d gladly eat hers. Any other girl, hell no. But Y/N? God, I’d fucking do anything she wanted.” Isaac said, biting his lip as he thought about you. Bucky growled low in his chest and shot up from his seat. That did it.
“This is the last fucking time you’ll speak about Y/N, or any woman like they’re a piece of meat! It’s disgusting! I want you out!” Bucky shouted angrily, pointing his finger towards the elevator. Isaac scoffed and stood to his feet. “Chill, man!” He said with creased eyebrows. “It’s just a joke.” He shrugged.
Before they could continue, you walked in. “What’s going on? I heard yelling.” You frowned, holding your water in your hand. Bucky turned to face you before looking back at Isaac. “Care to explain?” He asked, crossing his arms. You looked between them, clearly confused.
When Isaac stayed quiet, Bucky scoffed. “Unbelievable. Get out before I lose it.” Bucky took a step towards Isaac and you rushed over to Bucky, holding him back. “Hey! Hey, no, that will not happen. What is going on?” You asked again keeping your hand on Buck’y abdomen so he wouldn’t try to attack your friend. Isaac rushed out of the room before you could turn to him and you heard the elevator open and close shortly after.
You sighed and looked up at Bucky. “Why did he leave? Why are you so angry?” You asked, crossing your arms like Bucky. He let his arms fall and immediately calmed after looking into your eyes. “He’s rude. He talks about women in such a demeaning way! I don’t like it.” Bucky sighed, shaking his head. He couldn’t believe how men acted these days.
You sat down on the couch and Bucky joined you. “That’s just how he is. It’s made me uncomfortable before, but I’m used to it, I guess.” You shrugged, looking down at your hands in your lap. “He said some nasty things about you too, Y/N. I just couldn’t sit here and listen.” Bucky said, resting his hand on your knee.
A sigh fell from your lips and you put your hand on top of Bucky’s. “You’re a true gentleman, huh?” You joked, trying to lighten the mood as you giggled. Bucky chuckled softly, nodding his head. “Yeah, I am. Every guy should treat women with respect. Saying he wanted to eat your ass is not respectful.” Bucky said, feeling his stomach churn with the thought.
You gasped and your cheeks turned red. “He said what!?” You squealed, nearly gagging. Bucky looked at you apologetically. “I’m sorry.” Bucky said, squeezing your knee. You sighed and leaned against Bucky. “Isaac is just…Isaac.” You whispered, feeling Bucky hold you closer. “Isaac is a disgusting pig.” You laughed softly and looked up at Bucky.
“I’m glad you’re a gentleman, Buck.” You said with a smile. Bucky tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear and looked into your eyes. “Thanks, Doll.” You blushed a little and rested your head on Bucky’s shoulder.
“I can’t believe he kept her thong, though.” You said quietly. Bucky groaned loudly, throwing his head back as he gagged.
Prompt:Request! – Liam starts getting jealous when Isaac gets
more attention than him, soon it becomes a competition between them that you
decide to indulge in. (Also inspired by Woman – Honne.)
“Isaac honey can you pass me the butter.” You muttered as
you grabbed the bread from the cupboard.
“Okay Mama!” He smiled as he grabbed the butter from the
fridge bouncing over to you as you grabbed a knife out the draw.
“Thank you baby.” You smiled at him softly ruffling his
hair. You started buttering the bread placing different ingredients on each
sandwich. Lydia and Erica had a BLT. Liam, Mason, Cory and Stiles had a PBJ and
Derek, Isaac and Jackson all had plain cheese and ham. You had a peanut butter
and Nutella fried, kind of like grilled cheese. When you were frying your
sandwich you heard yelling start from the front room.
“No fair! It’s my turn!” Liam screeched.
“NO IT’S NOT!” Scott scoffed before you heard more
“Ow don’t bite me!” Liam whined making you wince slightly.
“Actually I think it’s my turn.” Derek deadpanned as you
heard more movement.
“Listen old man!” Jackson yelled angrily.
You switched off the hob before storming into the living
room to see Scott, Liam, Jackson and Derek rolling around on the floor fighting
over the Xbox controller. Your hand immediately went to your hips as you waited
for them to notice you. Lydia was sat reading but she looked up to acknowledge
you before going back to her book.
“DEREK!” You screamed eventually when you realized they
weren’t going to notice you.
“Shit!” You heard him muttered before de-tangling himself
from the boys.
“Scott get off your brothers!” You snapped as you tapped you
bare foot against the floor. Once they were all stood in front of you, head
down in an attempt not to test what patience you had left.
“Every time I start making food somehow you always seem to
interrupt me by acting like morons!” You huffed angrily.
“The Xbox can go off now. Derek you can come pour me a glass
of wine. Lord knows I need it. Scott you can finish the reading you have for
school. Jackson how about you study for the maths test coming up. Ask Lydia for
help if you need it. Liam you can come sit in the kitchen.” You ordered
pointing at each one of them as you snapped your orders, Scott and Jackson
groaned but did as they were told. You made you way back to the kitchen Liam
following closely behind. You told him to sit at the breakfast bar while you
got out the first aid kit. You wiped always the blood noticing the bite mark
almost gone completely, which you were thankful for.
“Mama?” Liam murmured softly, a blush on his face.
“What baby?” You said as you threw the used antiseptic wipe
in the bin.
“Can I have a hug?” He fiddle with the bottom of his shirt
nervously as he waited for your response. You smiled but leaned over to hug him
tightly. His head laying against your chest probably able to hear you heart
beating. He hugged you back but the moment only lasted a few more seconds
because you heard Isaac start talking.
“Mama I’m hungryyy.” He whined, a pout gracing his face. You
pulled away from Liam and nodded before you went back to making food.
You glanced at Isaac and Liam as you went to turn the hob
back on. You noticed that they were thoroughly glaring at each other which you
thought was weird, shaking your head you chose the let it go.
After the pack has finished eating they went back to their
houses, except Isaac who went upstairs to study, leaving you alone with Derek.
You had college tomorrow but you didn’t feel like staying in your dorm with
your overly happy roommate. You cuddled into Derek as he flipped through the
films that were on the TV, his pick of film made you laugh. As much as he a
Stiles bicker their love for Star Wars was always what had them chatting like
they were best friends.
“I think you should move in with me.” Derek spoke after half
an hour of silence through the film. You looked up at him shocked by the sudden
statement, his eyes still glued on the TV like he felt embarrassed somehow.
“Oh really? Would you like to look at me and ask me instead
of telling me?” You snorted, crossing your arms in playful anger.
“Y/N Y/L/N will you move in with me?” He huffed with false
confidence as he gazed in your eyes.
“I would love to Derek. Now I need to sleep because I have
class at 8. Night Der.” You muttered as you wandered up the stairs. You stopped
at Isaac’s room to see him sprawled over his bed with his homework thrown
everywhere which made you smile to yourself. You carefully moved the papers to
his computer desk and threw his covers over him, brushing his curly hair away
from his face. After making sure he was okay, you went to yours and Derek’s
shared bedroom getting dressed into one on Derek’s tops before getting into
“Isaac breakfasts ready!” You screamed up the stairs as you
checked the time once again. Isaac ran down stairs dressed and ready for
school. He kissed your cheek before he sat down next to you digging into his
“Thank you Mama.” He said with half of a piece of bacon
hanging out his mouth.
“Isaac don’t talk with your mouthful. It’s rude.” You
instructed your voice soft yet stern. He nodded and continued chewing his food
before you realized it was already 7.30am. You got up and kissed Derek on the
cheek, who was sat silently with a coffee in his hand. Isaac followed closely
behind hoping into the passenger seat.
“I need to talk to Derek about getting you a car or a bike.”
You muttered as the pulled away from the Hale house.
“I don’t need a car mama I’m fine.” Isaac whispered slowly
like he was worried about how Derek would react.
“Yes you do and don’t argue with me. Derek will agree too.
Everyone else has a way to get around so which would you prefer bike or car?”
“Mama I do-”
“I think a bike since you love riding with Scott.” You
interrupted before he could reject the offer again. After that you and Isaac
chose to stay quiet for the rest of the time in the car. When you arrived at
Beacon Hills High School you got out the car to greet the pack which was making
their way over to your car.
“Ma-Y/N shouldn’t you be at college?” Scott voiced as they
stopped in front of you.
“I’m going after this. Derek said he would drop him off but
it’s on my way so I thought I’d do it today. Plus I have some good news.” You
stated before ruffling Liam’s hair which made him preen.
“I’m moving in full time with Derek.” You added after
pulling your hand away from Liam.
“That’s awesome!!” Erica screeched making Stiles roll his
“Right I’ve gotta go. Liam be good everyone else looking
after him and make sure you don’t fight. You know it may seem like play
fighting to werewolves but to humans it looks brutal and I’m not dealing with
another call from Natalie telling me you’ve earned yourself detention for 2
“Yes Mom.” They are voiced sarcastically.
When everyone came over for dinner that night it wasn’t just
the pack but also the parents, who had yet to find out about your new name. It
happened when you were helping Melissa cook while the Sheriff, Chris and Derek
sat around the breakfast bar chatting away.
“JACKSON GIVE IT BACK! MAMA!!!!” Stiles screamed as he
chased Jackson into the kitchen. Everyone stopped to stare at you but you paid
“JACKSON! Put that down before I take away your new phone!” You
yelled as you stirred the chicken pieces around the wok.
“What you didn’t buy that though!!” Jackson screamed angrily
his foot stomping angrily.
“I’m sorry, what was that?” You responded, your tone calm
with a sickly sweet smile joining as you turned to look at him.
“I mean! I’m sorry Stiles here’s your comic book and I love
you Mama!” He replied in a rushed way that made you smirk.
“That’s what I thought now, boy’s front room I don’t wanna
tell you twice.” You added as you watched the boys bicker as they walked into
the front room. You turned your attentions to the 3 sets or wide eyes staring
at you, realizing what you had done you blushed and picked up your glass of
“I think we should leave the kids here and go into early retirement.”
Noah snorted making Derek go deathly pale.
“So your pack mom now?” Chris added nodding in agreement as
he did, you nodded before going back to food. Once dinner was ready you all
moved to the dining room to sit down but then just like every aspect of your
life turned into another argument.
“But you always sit next to Mama I wanna sit next to her
today!” Liam whined his bottom lip sticking out slightly.
“No it’s my seat pipsqueak.” Isaac mocked as he made his way
to the seat.
“Isaac you can sit next to Melissa.” Your voice made no
room for arguments with made everyone stop awkwardly.
“Isaac.” Was all Derek said as everyone finally started to
During dinner everything was full of chatter and laughs
except Isaac who sat there pushing his food around his plate aimlessly. You
knew what was happening Isaac had been the baby of the pack for years until
Liam came along. You could tell he was jealous and they were competing but you
also knew that you loved everyone in this pack equally, well except Peter
because he’s a maniac and Derek who is possibly the love of your life.
You knew Isaac felt left out but he had to learn you weren’t
just his. After dinner you started cleaning up but Chris and Noah quickly took
over saying that you and Melissa should rest, so you did. As soon as you sat
down Liam began speaking to you.
“Mama would you like a drink?” He asked hopefully.
“I can rub your feet if you want?” Isaac tried to interrupt.
“I could put on your favorite film if you want.” Liam grit
his teeth as he smiled, as if trying to control his anger.
“Boys just sit down.” You groaned before flopping onto Derek’s
That night the entire pack stayed over, the big house full
of giggles and teasing but what got you the most was every 5 minutes Liam and
Isaac asked if you wanted anything or tried to get your attention. By the time
it was midnight you had enough of the bickering so you told everyone to sit down
and watch a film or they could go to their own rooms. Thankfully they listened.
“Mama would you like some popcorn?” Liam asked gently as the
movie got to about half way through.
“Mama doesn’t like salted popcorn.” Isaac snickered making
you pause the film and tell Erica to turn the light on.
“Right I’ve had enough of this competing! I am not a toy that
you can fight over nor am I everyone’s favorite lamppost to piss up!” You
screamed angrily as you threw the remote controller onto the couch.
“I love you all equally! You are all my baby’s in some way!
If you had two babies would you love them differently?” You added, your arms
crossing over your chest as you tried to maintain calm.
“No.” Isaac muttered, his cheeks glowing red.
“Well then don’t expect that from me! I love you all the
exact same amount!” You huffed before hearing Derek re-enter the living room. Everyone
was staring at you with sad eyes but you knew it was because they all felt bad.
After everyone had gone to bed you and Derek made your way
up to your bed room changing into one of Derek’s tops before sliding into bed
with a sigh. Derek got in without a word kissing you passionately which made
you squeak in surprise. One he pulled back he smiled down at you lovingly his
thumb tracing circles on your cheeks.
“Thank you for being the best Pack Mom ever.” He whispered
gently, his hands making their way into your hair.
That’s night Derek made love to you over and over again his
love pouring out over and over until you were overloaded with his feelings.
This man is the love
of your life and he gave you everything you ever wanted.
Author:@dylan-ohbrien Pairing: Stiles x Reader Word Count: 3,285 Warnings: Smut (Oral male & female receiving), language that’s about it ;) A/N: So this is my first time writing a Stiles fic and I thought what better first than one for lacrosse week? I wrote this in a few hours and I haven’t done that in forever so I’m pretty proud of myself for that lol, that being said, I’m sure there are errors that I missed. It’s just kinda cute and smutty so I hope you guys like it! :)
“Oh,” Stiles said, his voice coming out low and breathy, “fuck me.”
“I don’t think that’s on the syllabus, but we can check to see if there’s a spot open in any of his classes,” Scott said, grinning.
“This isn’t an actual professor, though,” Stiles insisted, unable to resist brushing his thumb over the sharp line of the man’s bearded jaw. He was laughing at something off-camera, the shot taken in three-quarters view, his coat collar casually rumpled and opened to reveal a sliver of a simple grey t-shirt. The whole thing was deliberately calculated to lend him a more accessible feel, and god help him, Stiles was falling for it.
When Stiles signed up for Dr. Hale’s intro to history class, he had two goals: knock out the credits his advisor was bugging him to complete before he graduated, and spend a few hours a week daydreaming about his sexy professor’s salt and pepper beard.
Derek, a few months away from turning forty and not sure when his life had started feeling so damn lonely, had never encountered someone like Stiles before. Bright-eyed, sharp-tongued, determined to throw Derek’s carefully cultivated world into disarray…and absolutely the last person Derek should be falling in love with.
Stiles Stilinski is tired. Tired of being ignored and forgotten once the research is done. After defeating Gerard and freeing Jackson from the Kanima he thought things would improve but somehow it got worse. Derek is focused on building his pack which includes the newly rescued Erica and Body, freed after Allison realized her grandfather was nutso, and the freed Jackson who narrowly avoided being shipped overseas by his parents. Scott is focused on his neverending relationship drama with Allison and his new best bud Isaac. Left alone more often than not, Stiles feels everyone is moving on without him so he looks for his own path.
When Deaton is unable to help him with his Spark he looks elsewhere and finds others who help him along until he finds himself meditating in his room and is surprised by an Astral form that shows up. Unknowing attracting the attention of the new Sorcerer Supreme, Stiles discovers that he might be able to not only help Dr. Strange, but he just might find out how he can protect both his home and those jerks in what he considers his pack - whether Mr. Hale or Mr. McCall consider him or not.
“Okay,” Stiles leans over the book, finger on his chin, while Derek stands there beside him with a frown on his face, “we have the pig’s blood.”
“They loved that at the butcher shop,” Derek mutters, rubbing his hand along his jaw. “I’ll take three quarts of pig’s blood. Not like this town doesn’t already think I’m some sort of fucking pervert anyway.”
“We have the hair you picked off his clothes,” Stiles points to the tiny Ziploc bag with a handful of Scott hairs tucked safely inside, and Derek grimaces. “We have the candles. We have the snake. Now we just need an object of the deceased.” He furrows his brow as he leans over the book some more, cocking his head. “It says the object can be anything that was deeply personal to the deceased. Like a piece of sentimental jewelry or a cherished trinket or even a favorite song.”
Derek snorts. “Yeah. Let’s just listen to fucking Blink-182 and summon the devil.”
“Right?” Stiles laughs, high and hysterical, manic almost.
Derek laughs, and Stiles laughs, and it’s not funny. It’s really not funny.
Stiles Stilinski is desperate for a distraction, he needs to not think about what time of year it is or how much he still misses his mom. He takes his best friend Scott into the woods and everything changes for them from that night on.
This is a slightly different take on season one (EDIT very different take on season one), and its all from Derek and Stiles’ perspective. This is a slow build Sterek, a lot of undercurrent stuff and the boys not talking about it.
A/N: I read this imagine and got inspired so here goes nothing. Credits to the writer.
Summary: Y/n is Isaac’s submissive girlfriend.
Warnings: SMUT,kinda some fluff,Ass spanking,oral (male receiving),unprotected sex (wrap it up dudes),sub/dom relationship & daddy kink.
“Y/n let’s gooo” Lydia whined “Lyd you know I can’t” I frowned “why?” Malia questioned quirking a brow at me “because Isaac wanted to hang out later and if i go to the club with you guys that won’t happen” I explained “since when do you need his permission?” Malia asked “yeah since when?” Lydia mimicked. They didn’t understand Isaac or know him as well as I did. If I didn’t ask for his permission I’d surely pay for it later. Which even though it felt totally great I didn’t feel like getting spanked tonight,my ass still hurting from two nights ago when I had a study date with Liam and it pissed him off.