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Baby Dunbar Pt.5

Word Count~ 1182 Short, I know
Rating~ Good for all audiences
Warnings~  none
Pairings~ Derek x Reader
A/N~ hey, I dunno if this’ll be rude, but can I just talk to somebody. it seems like everything is going wrong with my friends and me and I dunno, I just need to talk about it.
Lighter note, this is just a fluff/filler. Enjoy.
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Request~  hannahriley12 said:
Please do another baby Liam! It’s so cute!
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Next part to Baby Liam

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Hands Off My Sister!


Paring:Liam x Reader, Stiles x Family!Reader

Fandom:Teen Wolf


(Y/N)’s POV

This was it. This is my fresh start. At my last school, I was a total outcast and had no friends. But I’m totally determined to have countless friends and have a normal high school experience. It was just my mom and I. At least, that’s how it’s always been. Whenever I asked my mom who my dad was, she would simply say that he was cop who she had a one night stand with and that she never caught his name.  I didn’t dwell on it much because he didn’t abandon me, he didn’t even know I existed. Maybe one day, I’d do a DNA test but right now, that really didn’t bother me.

I was the halls of your new high school. Beacon Hills High. I glance at my schedule. Econ Room 403. Where is that? Shit! First day and I’m gonna be late because I don’t even know where my class is.

“Hey,there. You want help? You look a little lost.”, said a blue-eyed boy. He was so beautiful.

“Hot.”,I immediately said,“in here. It’s hot…in here. I wore the wrong outfit. I’m gonna be….yes,I’m lost”, you tried to recover.

“What do you have?”,said the hot boy blushing.

“Econ.”,I answered.

“You’re just in luck, I have that too.”,he confirmed as he guided to Room 403.

“Are you new here?”

“Yeah.”, I said, “I’m (Y/N)”.

“Liam.”, he said sweetly.

“Hey, Scott. There’s something weird about that new girl.”, Stiles said approaching his best friend.

“The one that Liam’s been showing around?”, Scott asked.

“Yeah. I mean, Liam said she answered every question in History.”

“What was the subject in History?”

“Al Capone.”

“You’re telling me that a 16 year old girl answered every question about Al Capone”


“To be honest with you, this sounds like something you would do.”,said Scott nudging his friends shoulder.

“Shut up, I wouldn’t do that…okay..maybe I would.”

Just as the boys were talking, (Y/N) walked by with Liam. Liam was laughing at something she had just said.

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard Liam laugh.”, Stiles said confused.


“What? What is it?”

“Dude, are you sure you haven’t meet her before?”


“Because she smells like you.”

“And have I mentioned her eyes? They’re a brilliant shade of (Y/E/C). And I swear, in the light, they’re shimmering. Especially when she laughs because she squints her eyes and…”, said Liam nonsensically but then he was interrupted.

“Oh my god, Liam! If you say one more thing about (Y/N)’s shimmering eyes, I’m gonna kill you.”, said Stiles.

“Keep your voice down!”, said Liam scared that Stiles said it too loudly.

“Stiles is right, Liam. If you like (Y/N) that much, just ask her out.”, advised Malia.

“I’m not saying you should ask her out, just stop blabbing about her.”, muttered Stiles.

“Why?”, said Liam getting overly protective.

“Look, Liam, something’s off about (Y/N).”, Stiles stated.

“You mean the fact that she’s perfect in every way possible.”, contorted Liam.

Scott, exhausted by the two squabbling, decided to butt in.

“Stiles, have you yet to realize that (Y/N) is basically your carbon copy.”, Scott asked.

“You’re delusional, I’m nothing like (Y/N).”, Stiles said to which Liam also stated, “You’re delusional, he’s nothing like (Y/N).”

The rest of the pack rolled their eyes at the two annoying boys.

Since talking to Liam and Scott at lunch, Stiles gathered all the information on (Y/N) (L/N). Was it legal? Of course not. Was it sane? Nothing he does never is. Stiles’ information included past report cards, photos, legal documents concerning (Y/N)’s birth. Stiles had also found that (Y/N) had filed many complaints concerning bullies at her past school but no one did anything about, they even put that she has a tenacity to tell atrocious lies about her fellow classmates. This saddened Stiles but didn’t make him any less determined to find out what her deal was. His father entered the room, asking him what he was doing.

“Just working on figuring some…stuff.”, Stiles stated bluntly, hoping not to raise suspicion.

“Well stuff looks like a case file to me.”, said Sheriff Stilinski as he picked up a picture that Stiles had laid out on the table. The picture was of (Y/N) and her mother. The look on his face bewildered Stiles. He had never seen it before.

“ know her, dad?”, Stiles asked.

“She… think I knew her..a long time ago.”, he stated fragments on his sentence little by little, piece by piece, as though he was in shock.

“Okay..then.”, Stiles said, confused by his father’s actions.

“Lydia,why are you dragging all of us to this party when clearly could be doing other things?”, Malia asked annoyed. Lydia was forcing Scott, Kira, Stiles, and Malia to a party that was being held by a sophomore.

“Well, Malia, if you must know, I have recently found out that both Liam and (Y/N) will be attending this party and I thought that it would be the perfect opportunity to get them together.”, Lydia stated.

“Uhhhhh! Again with this crap!”, exclaimed Stiles.

“Stiles, shut it! Liam and (Y/N) belong together. Do you not see the tension between them or are you totally blind?”, Lydia sassed.

Stiles rolled his eyes, “Whatever”.

As soon as the seniors made it to the party, Lydia managed to weasel in the idea of a game of 7 Minutes in Heaven. The game was apparently a smash hit to most people at the party. They were horny teenagers after all. Lydia then ushered Liam and (Y/N) to take part in the game. Lydia’s plan was going accordingly while Stiles’ mind twisted and turned and he was still boggled to the fact that he couldn’t figure out what was with (Y/N). Finally, it was Liam’s turn and Lydia had rigged the game so that he would pick (Y/N).

(Y/N) sucked in a breath and spoke quietly, “He doesn’t have to if he doesn’t want to.”

“I want to.”, Liam said instantly after (Y/N) spoke, “Do you?”

“Absolutely.”, she stated. They spoke like no one was in the room and it was just them speaking amongst themselves. Within a few minutes, the teens were forced in a closet and the timer started.

Stiles looked around the room only to find a boy and girl fighting across the room.

“Hey, why are those two fighting?”, Stiles asked Scott, hoping that his friend would use his powers to identify the situation. As Scott zoned in on the two people bickering, he narrated it for Stiles.

“The girl is pissed at that that boy.”, Scott stated.

“Why?”, asked Stiles.

“I don’t know..”, assumed Scott continuing to listen. Then he finally figured it out.

“They’re brother and sister and….”, Scott said and he continued but that’s all Stiles seemed to hear because after that, his mind seemed to grab Scott’s words and associate them with (Y/N). Then Stiles figured it out.

Oh my god, (Y/N) is my sister! And right now, she’s making out with Liam Dunbar.

“Dunbar, get your hands off my sister!”

Momma Hale

So cute =) Tell me if good or not.

Word Count: 763

Warnings? none

Requested? yes

It started out slowly, you knew Liam and Isaac thought of you as their mom, technically everyone thought of you as their mom, but when the boys started competing for attention, it was hell.

You were in the kitchen making their lunches, as they refused to eat the school lunches when you became Derek’s girlfriend. You were bobbing your song to some song you had playing in the speaker. You were making Boyd’s peanut butter sandwich when the door slammed into the wall.

You sighed, not looking up as you already knew who it was. “You seriously need to stop slamming doors when you need my attention, Isaac, you’re gonna make a hole in the wall at some point.”

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Baby Dunbar PT. 2

Here we go, man

Also, I look at all the messages you send. FYI =)

1377 Words

No warnings =)

You woke up to the sun shining on your face and your arms filled. You looked down slightly to see Liam snuggled into your chest and Derek’s hand around your waist.

You smiled slightly as you ran my hand through Liam’s hair. He moved slightly as you did so. Derek slowly started to move as he woke up.

“Hey,” you whispered over to him.

“Hey,” he whispered back as he pulled you closer to him.

“Did Liam sleep all night?” You asked looking over your shoulder slightly.

“I think he halfway woke up around midnight but went back to sleep when he saw us.”

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CHEATING|| Harry Styles Imagine

Cheating- Harry Styles 

 His P.O.V 

 I can’t even remember the first time I dated her or how I ended up kissing her. I don’t love her, at all. I only have one true love, my fiancée. 
Why am I doing this to her? She doesn’t deserve it. 
I don’t deserve her.
I vaguely remember all the times I skipped out dates for going to Maribel- the girl I was cheating her with. But she was so insistent all the time, she would call me, send my things, come to my studio, everywhere. 

 My fiancée was always more than enough, always caring, kind and loving. Her laugh used to make me feel in cloud 9, more powerful than Superman.
When did I stop acknowledging that?
 But it’s too late now.
Too late for regrets. 

She saw us, Maribel and I, making out on our very own bed. The one that had seen us making love several times, is now the witness of a simple fuck.
A mistake.
Her face showed pure horror and her eyes sadness. It was all my fault.
 I quickly separate myself from the girl I was fucking with. I’m such a coward, and an asshole.
I stand up as fast as my body lets me, feeling dirty and the adrenaline floating on my system, my head and heart pounding at what is going to happen.


She’s gonna leave me. I know that. She has always been very clear.
 No cheating, be loyal and honest.
And I failed it.
I failed her love.
My promise. My promise to always protect her from everyone- and I was the one who hurt her. What a fool. I try to take her hand in mine but she takes a step back, trying not to cry but her eyes let tears roll down like cascades. I only feel my heart breaking at the scene. She’s so hurt.
I hear the door shut downstairs and I know that Maribel is gone, but I couldn’t care less. 

 “Love…” I try to call her, more a whisper than anything but she shakes her head, as if my words would hurt her more, however, she hasn’t left yet, she wants an explication, I know. My heartbeat races when I see her playing with the engagement ring I gave her.
She can’t take it off now, she has never taken it off.
I take a step closer and this time she doesn’t move so I take her hand.
“Why, Harry? I trusted you.” Her voice was so broken, barely a whisper. She was looking at our laced hands.
I didn’t have an answer. I can’t even tell when this all started. For fucks sake, I love this girl so much I can’t even see her like this anymore. I feel so weak.
“I.. I don’t know. I love you, so much… don’t misunderstand this, please. I’m such an idiot… and please forgive me, I’ll do anything… babe please.”
All that I could hear back was silence.
 She wasn’t screaming at me, saying bad words, or fighting, anything and that just made me realize how serious this was.
 “Please… hit me, yell at me, make me feel like the worst man on earth, just… do something.” I beg, sounding so desperate. Tears are running down my face now, tears that can’t be stopped unless it’s by her touch.
But she’s not touching me.
I pull her closer and kiss her. At first she’s not responding it but then she kisses me back. And the kiss is full of love, the love that I thought I had lost, only feeling stronger, but there is something else here, something that makes me feel uneasy, and I try to push that feeling aside.
Slowly, we lay down on the floor, in front of the fireplace, never separating. The kiss only gets deeper and deeper as we both separate for brief seconds for air, as if we couldn’t take enough from each other. It was all so full of love, so beyond description that I felt my heart exploding with it. Her hands wandering all over my body, grabbing my hair, bitting my lips, her soft moans on my mouth. I break the kiss, asking for a silent permission to take her clothes off, and she nods. While undressing her, we never break the glance. Her face, her breathtaking beauty. She undresses me too with sluggishness as if she doesn’t want this moment to end. And don’t do either. I look at her body, her perfect figure. I feel desire, but more than desire, love.
How can I feel that much love for someone.
I look back at her and see that she was doing the same thing. When our glances meet I can see something in her eyes I can’t quite describe and that weird, kind of aching feeling comes back, one that makes me want to hold her.
And that’s what I do. I hug her while I make love to her.
Only breaking the hug for looking at her eyes while our moans fill the cold empty room. Stunning. I don’t want to forget her.
As we both hit the highest point I let her name out of my lips, accompanied with an “I love you” that doesn’t get an answer. But I let that slip. She’s still hurt, I know. 

In the morning I see her engagement ring in my hand and I quickly stand up. Calling her name without getting an answer.
Desperate I run to the kitchen.

All her things gone, and the necklace I gave her with the engagement ring is with a hand-made letter. 

 Dear Harry. 

I know I should not be explaining myself but here I am. I used to believe that we were inseparable, but time showed me wrong.
Forgiving is harder than you can expect and right now I don’t know if what I need is time or to be away from you, so I’m doing both.
I love you, I always will and that’s what’s bothering me if I’m honest.
I can’t be with you now. But you have such and amazing heart… yes, even after what you did, and you deserve someone that loves you as I do, but at the same time someone you can love too as much as I did, and I hope you can find that girl that makes you feel like you made me feel. 

All the love to you, (y/n).

I feel rage and pain. I love her. I truly do, I thought she felt that love yesterday. But then again, this is all my fault. I made her feel as if I didn’t love her.
I try to call her, but there’s no answer. 
I take my car keys and drive to her house. Nothing, her neighbors say she left earlier this morning with a suitcase. She’s not at her parents house, not at her best friend’s house. She’s gone. I lost her. I lost her love and I might never get her back. But I will fight, I will fight for her. I will look for her on everyplace, I won’t give up. I love her.

Originally posted by mytinysonlarry

My life
  • My mom: What are you doing?
  • In my head: I've been listening to every One Direction song on shuffle for the past 3 hours while reading fanfiction.
  • What I actually say: Oh, nothing.
Baby Liam Series - Part One


Got done early, fam.

Okay, So I guess this will be a series if you want?

Given by anon. Not gonna put it all cuz it’ll spoil it all ;) Just know, baby Liam and daddy Derek <3

This made me really happy while writing.

Rating: Do you really care? There’s cussing, that’s it =)

1710 Words 

You were out hanging with Scott and Stiles, eating at some restaurant near the high school. You were asking normal questions. How is school? Are your grades good? Any new werewolves? Y’know the normal stuff. You stuffed your face with some waffles. Breakfast just seemed like a good idea at the moment, even if it was six at night.

It was nice, until you got a call from the house phone, of course. If someone called from there, it was important. Stiles’ head shot up as he recognized the ringtone of Stewie’s voices yelling mom. Scott looked up slightly before continuing to eat.

“Momma Hale speaking.”

“Y/N, that’s how you answer the phone? Nevermind, you need to come over like right now. It’s like code fucking red.“

Scott’s eyebrows rose at the sound of Derek’s urgent voice.

"Uh, okay, I’ll be there in like five minutes.” You said before he hung up. You sighed and looked up at the boys. “Looks like I’m going to have to leave. Take forty, that should be enough for all this,” you said as you dropped two twenties on the table. “Um, Don’t do drugs, be safe, see you guys later.”

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Dialogue List!

Send me a number and a character.

1. “I don’t even know who I am without you.”

2. “The way you flirt is just shameful.”

3. “I’m flirting with you.”

4. “You don’t need to protect me.”

5. “You can’t even look at me!”

6. “Stop looking at me like that!”

7. “You make a good pillow.”

8. “Does he know about the baby?”

9. “I had a nightmare about you and wanted to make sure you were okay.”

10. “All I wanted was the truth.”

11. “Why are you pushing me away?”

12. “I didn’t realize I needed your permission.”

13. “I can’t believe you talked me into this.”

14. “Nobody trusts me to do anything important!”

15. “I fall for the worst ones.”

16. “You make me feel like I’m not good enough.”

17. “Come over here and make me.”

18. “Stop thinking about him/her/them.”

19. “You’re beautiful/handsome, and I’m not the only one that thinks that.”

20. “I need your forgiveness.”

21. “If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.”

22. “You’re the only one I can trust.”

23. “Kiss me.”

24. “I love you.”

25. “I told you not to fall in love with me.”

26. “I forgive a lot, but I never forget what’s said and done.”

27. “Please shut up. I can’t stand how appealing your voice is.”

28. “Shut up. Just shut up.”

29. “Again?”

30. “I’ve been in love with you my entire life.”

31. “I’m tired of being your secret.”

32. “You know, it’s okay to cry.”

33. “I think we should have another.”

34. “Is there a reason you’re naked in my bed?”

35. “Go on, tell me. Tell me you don’t love me.”

37. “Twins? We’re…we’re having twins?!”

38. “If he’s going to treat you like shit I’m going to kick his ass.”

39. “I just want to be alone right now.”

40. “Those things you said yesterday… Did you mean them?”

41. “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?”

42. “If you don’t want to talk about what happened, then say so. Don’t just lie and say it’s fine.”

43. “Sometimes, there is nothing better than some good old-fashioned, no string attached fucking.”

44. “Stay in bed.”

45. “Stop laughing at me!”

46. “Just say that it is okay. I just need to hear you say it.”

47. “I love you and I am terrified.”

48. “Why does it hurt so much?”

49. “I can’t promise you that…….”

50. “Promise me you will come back….. I need you to promise me.”

51. “I missed you.”

52. “Do you trust me?”

53. “Don’t you look at me like that.”

54. “You’re the most amazing, incredible, beautiful being I’ve ever met.”

55. “I’ll find her and bring her home, I promise.”

56. “You embarrassed me this evening.”

57. “I couldn’t do it….. one look in their eyes and I knew I couldn’t kill them. For that I am sorry.”

58. “Did you enjoy yourself last night?”

59. “I am not losing you again.”

60. “Why don’t they just kiss already?”

61. “You know, it hurt when I realized that you’re not in love with me. But nothing can compare to the pain I felt when I saw you fall in love with her.”

62. “I am different now.”

63. “You left without saying goodbye……. I hate you for that.”

64. “I loved you and then you were gone…….. and I knew I lost you.”

65. “None of that matters now.”

66. “Please say something.”

67. “I shouldn’t have come.”

68. “It was a mistake coming here”

69. “You hate me and I do not know why!!”

70. “Take your fill”

71. “Is that a challenge?”

72. “What the hell was that?!”

73. “Mind if I cut in?”

74. “Did I stutter?”

75. “Why are you being so nice to me all the sudden”

76. “Why are you covered in mud?”

77. “I can’t… I can’t lose you.”

78. “You’ll be the death of me.”

79. “Come back to bed.”

80. “You are so tiny compared to me”

81. “Can I kiss you?”

82. “Bring your pretty little butt over here.”

83. “Why are you dressed like that?”

84. “You deserve so much better.”

85. “You have the most amazing eyes.”

86. “You know, it’s okay to cry.”

87. “That’s distracting.”

88. “That isn’t appropriate.”

89. “Is it possible to love too much?”

90. “Promise me you’ll look after your father.”

91. “How long has it been?”

92. “This relationship used to be all about communication! What ever happened to that?”

93. “If you walk out that door, you’re no longer one of us. You’ll be one of them and that means I’ll treat you like one of them.”

94. “I left everything for this, I left it all…for you!”

95. “Look at me - just breathe, okay?”

96. “I’m sick of being USELESS.”

97. “I almost lost you.”

98. “I wish I could hate you.”

99. “Tell me a secret.”

100. “No one needs to know.”

THIS LIST ISN’T MINE! I actually wanted to give credit to the account where i found it be he/she deactivated her/his account!


“Hey! There were these people looking for you”, one of your classmates said as the two of you were standing by your locker. You frowned in confusion and turned towards her.

“What people?”, you wondered, but then you saw someone you could have never guessed you would see turn the corner. Your classmate pointed to something behind you.

“He’s one of them”, she said and you whirled around. Your mouth opened in shock. How?

“There you are! You need to come with me, right now!”