AN: I love Pre Momma Hale, like how did they end up together when they hate each other, who knows xD
Things were awkward after the random make out session, in
fact Derek had changed his tune completely, staying silent when you spoke in the
next pack meeting, even agreeing with you which cause Stiles to dart his eyes between
the two of you.
“Well if it isn’t the lovely (Y/N).” Peter drawled as he
entered the building, finding you helping the beta’s tidy up.
“Oh, I’m sorry, for a second I thought you were the devil,
how’re you doing in hell.” You put up a hand to stop him when he went to reply.
“No Peter I’m not asking I really don’t care.”
Imagine: You are Derek Hale’s daughter and has a passionate relationship with Stiles Stilinski, but he doesn’t know. Once he founds out, he invites Stiles over to dinner and you decide it’s good timing to make him pay for all the teasing.
N/A - It’s nearly three in morning, so forgive for any mistakes. I’ll fix them later.
Warnings: sort of smut, but it only has some handjob; also, swearing. that’s all.
Word Count: 1767
You moaned softly, enjoying the touch of Stiles’ tongue against your
neck, licking and leaving purple marks behind. “We can’t do this
here, baby, if my dad bursts in, we’re screwed.”
honey brown eyes turned dark and a naughty smirk curved his lips, as
he shortened even more the space between you, tightening the grip on
your hips. A low gasp pushed its way out of your mouth, because,
damn, that Stilinski knew how to tease.
you say he’s out a town?” He hummed, the vibration on your skin
sending heat waves to the small nub in the middle of your legs.
“Plus, you’re my girlfriend and I think it’s only fair we come
clean to him.”
laughed, managing to slip away from his arms, and went to the fridge,
snatching an apple juice box to ease your thirst. Stiles furrowed his
eyebrows, tilting his head and looking adorably confused by your
I’m just wondering since when Derek Hale’s wrath doesn’t scare you.”
no.” Your voice was soaked with sarcasm, making the boy shift
the weight between his legs and frown, clearly annoyed. “I’d
like to hear your perfect explanation, other than fear, to why you
jumped out of my window last week when he got home.”
this an attempt to shred my masculinity to pieces?” He
questioned and, even though it was a bitter response, his tone was
smooth, making chills run across your spine. “Because if it is
so, I’ll have to show you again who the boss is.”
strong male dominant man standing in front of you nearly erased the
cute dork one you met almost two years ago. You could still remember
that night, when you snuck out to find the source of the unfamiliar
human smell you had sensed and, then, you found those two boys, who
were Scott and Stiles, as you would later find out, examining your
backyard, so deep within their investigation that they did not even
realised you were there.
could not help but let a small giggle slip, recalling their stumped
faces when you cleared your throat and draw their attention to you.
Definitely priceless the way they got scared once Derek stormed at
yard, angry as hell because he thought you were under some sort of
tell me what is so amusing.” His hands were lazily massaging
your waist, which induced a low moan to escape. “Come on, babe.”
nothing, really. I was thinking about how much you have grown.”
I really hearing a compliment from you, Mrs. Hale?”
of your faces were enlightened with bright smiles, enjoying the
purity of that moment. Stiles stroke your cheek, his eyesight meeting
yours with such deep feelings, and, afterwards, pulled you to another
breathtaking kiss. So bloody intoxicating that your awareness was
compromised, therefore not allowing you to hear a car parking
Hale decided to make you, his beloved daughter, a surprise by
returning earlier, bringing as a gift the charm bracelet you wanted,
one you bugged him about it for weeks. However, the minute he stepped
in on the kitchen, everything else seemed worthless. Stiles Stilinski
had his dirty hands on you and that angered him in ways no one could
the hell is happening here?”
hearing your father’s deep voice, your boyfriend pushed you off and
choked on a breath, as if he was caught stealing or something. His
reaction made you realise how much you hated the way Derek treated
you, like he needed to be your saviour and never let anyone come too
close, otherwise it could lead to you dying horribly. Urgh, this
whole scenario was simply annoying and brought up the urge to remind
him, despite the fact he was your dad, he could not control your life
Straightening it out your back, you finally turned to the angry man.
waiting for an answer.”
this is not what you are thinking.” It was a lame excuse, sure,
but nothing better came up. “Me and Stiles, we were just…”
up? No strings attached?” The man queried, eyes widened and
inflated nostrils. “Like you teens do it these days?”
no… It’s nothing like that, I promise. I just…” Stiles tried
to explain, babbling and making absolutly no sense.
up, Stilinski!” Derek roared and, if you were not standing in
between them, he would have punched the pale boy. “Y/N, why
haven’t you told me?”
I really have to say it?” You intertwined your fingers with Stiles’,
trying to ease his anxiousness. “Look, we have been dating for
awhile now and I couldn’t bring myself to tell you, for I knew how
you would react.”
raven haired guy let his shoulders fall and glanced at you ashamed,
while you allowed your head to rest against your boyfriend’s chest,
receiving a tender stroke in your hair. It felt relieving to see him
rethink his own actions and even more that, from now on, you no
longer had to hide your relationship from him.
can we talk like grown ups now, dad?”
short while later, after a little bickering, since your father
disliked the fact you had been going out with Stiles for at least six
months and never told him, he apologised for his rough attitude.
Also, he used that to invite the boy to stay over for a meal. Derek
argued he wanted to do things right and nothing sounded better than a
family dinner. With everything settle, the older Hale went off to
my poor baby.” You stood on your knees, leaning to whisper
provocatively on his ear. “What can I do to make it up for you?”
usual mischievous smirk appeared and he wrapped his arms around your
waist, connecting your lips. It was a short kiss due to your father’s
presence in the next room, but hot enough to increase the wetness on
your panties. You wanted to make Stiles pay for teasing you so much.
Matter fact, you already had a few ideas cooking on your mind and was
just waiting the perfect timing.
minutes had passed when your dad called both of you to take sits on
the large table at the dining room. The food smelt delicious, he had
made one of your favourite dishes: grilled chicken breast, smashed
potatoes and a simple salad. It was nothing fancy, yet, all perfect
in your eyes, for you had the company of the two men you loved more
is delicious!” You exclaimed, humming in pleasure.
have to agree.”
happy you enjoyed, kids.”
damn it, dad, quit calling us kids. You’re not that old.”
laughed and you joined him, whilst Stiles only smirked. As the
conversation kept going, you noticed your boyfriend was definitely
not paying attention to it, which gave you the opening to put your
plans into practice. Stealthily, one of your hands trailed up his
thigh, getting dangerously close to his crotch. Under such feeling,
he quickly stopped breathing, nearly choking.
you alright?” Derek quizzed. “Do you want some water?”
I’m… fine.” He was fighting to not gasp and you gazed at him
innocently.“It was nothing.”
popped open his pants and your fingers played with the waistband of
his underwear, already feeling his length harden underneath your
indirect touch. Stilinski clenched his jaw and tried swallow his
food, struggling to remain quiet. It would turn out to be a rather
complicated task, since you were determined to taunt the hell out of
was mumbling some unimportant stuff, to which you only hummed,
pretending that you were listening. Under the table, you pushed down
Stiles’ briefs, grasping his cock with your bare hands and slowly
pressing its tip with your thumb. He was so fucking warm and hard,
you could feel the wetness
pooling in centre of your legs. Definitely
not fair that even when you were the one provoking him, he still
turned you on.
boyfriend glanced at you, his brown eyes dark and filled with lust.
So fucking sexy and,
to make it even worse, he placed one of his large hands above yours,
forcing it to slide up and down on his member. This
time, you were the one who had to suppress a loud sigh. Luckily, Hale
did not even notice what was going on and it was better that way.
who’s ready for dessert?” Your father suddenly asked, standing up
and collecting the dirty dishes, that, by the way, were already
empty. You two did a pretty amazing job on eating single handed. It
was a gift.
a charming grin, you nodded effusively and informed him that there
was some ice cream left in the freezer. Soon enough, he had abandoned
the room and you were all alone again, which was perfect timing,
because you could feel that Stiles was very close to his release by
the way he suckled harshly to
obtain air. His chest rising and falling rapidly.
Y/N!” Your boyfriend muttered
and you felt his cum drip on your hand. “Now,
can you explain to me why the hell did you wanted me to embarrass myself
in front of your father?”
licked your fingers wiping it clean from his orgasm and all that
Stiles did was stare, amazed. Well, at least you reached your goal:
leave him wanting more. Just like he did with you.
you like it?” It was an unexpected reply. “Because I did…”
God damn it, Y/N. Stop teasing me!” He begged. “I’ll have to
punish you later.”
You screamed, out of the blue. “Forget dessert, I’m going out
with Stiles. We need to figure out some stuff with Scott.”
you be back late?”
I’ll be home by eleven.”
the door, checking to see if he was still not looking, you stripped
off your knickers and handed them to the brown haired boy near you.
Stilinski quirked a brow, his
traits showing he was a bit confused by that particular action.
darling, I’m just saying I’m looking forward to being punished by
Stiles grinned, maliciously, dragging you towards his jeep. It was going to be one hell of an intense night, the kind only him could provide you. And, heck, you were dying to get that started.
Story: Stiles started a YouTube Channel before Scott was bitten, but his videos didn’t take off and no one, but Scott, was really watching them. After Scott was turned, Stiles’s videos started starring more people and soon enough his channel blew up, the pack becoming internet superstars, whilst also battling supernatural threats.
Romantic Shipping: MainlyScallison and Stalia, some Scira
Platonic Shipping: Sciles, Stallison, JacksonxStiles etc.
Channel Name: Stilinski24
Video Names (Because they’re small :)
1. Interviewing my best friend’s girlfriend (Set during season one - Stallison)
2. No, we’re not dating (Set between Season Two and Three – Scott, Stiles+Derek)
3. Reunion with Lydia’s ex (Set between season 3a and 3b - Jackson and Stiles)
4. I’ve been ill (Personal Update) – (Set after 3x22)
5. Remembering Allison Argent (1994-2011) – (Set after 3x24)
6. Anchors – Official Music Video – (Set after season 4, Stalia, Scott + Kira)
(I might make a new one next week for Marrish, anyone interested?)
He would allow himself to gaze at you every now and then. You looked so happy. There was always a smile on your lips. He wish he could’ve asked you out, but didn’t want to drag you into the danger that surounded him. So the few times he allowed himself to look at you, he would only hope you one day looked back.
this idea was one I’ve had for a while and honestly, I’m proud I’m posting two days in a row lol. with all the love you’ve shown The One Where You Find a New Home, I decided to write something new for you guys!! hope you enjoy xx
That boy sure is attractive, but he makes any girl run the opposite direction when he opens him mouth. And I have the huge misfortune of seeing him today after school. Devenford Prep is playing Beacon Hills and I can’t wait to watch my friends kick their asses. There must be something in the water over at Devenford that has made them believe going to a private school somehow makes them superior. They act all cocky, like nothing and nobody can touch them.
Snapped out of my angry inner monologue, I see Liam opening him locker and walk over.
“So, Nine, you ready for the game today?” I say, with a wiggle of my eyebrows. But instead of the grin I had expected back, all I get is a half-hearted shrug. “Hey, what’s wrong?”
“I forgot my science project at home, my water spilled in my bag and soaked my notebook, and I don’t want to see Brett’s stupid face today,” he finishes with a frustrated huff.
I put my hands up in surrender. “Woah, slow down. It’s going to be okay and I know you’ll do fine. You’ve beaten them before and you have some help with… well… you know,” I say, referring to the heightened senses that come with being a werewolf. “I’ll be in the stands, cheering you on!” I say, with too much enthusiasm and head to my next class. I hope my little speech helped.
After what seems like the longest day of my life, it is finally time for the game. Although I’m just here to watch, I have butterflies in my stomach and can’t sit still, too worked up with anticipation. I decide to head to the water fountain, just to have something to do to calm down before the game. Liam seemed nervous enough and with chemo signals, the last thing he needs is my anxiety overwhelming him. I step down from the top of the bleachers. Then, humming and slightly distracted, I walk right into a rock-hard chest.
“Hey, beautiful,” and with those words, I immediately roll my eyes.
“Not today, Talbot.” I try to scoot around him, but he steps to the side, once again blocking my way.
“Come on, babe, just talk to me.” With this, I notice a player on the field raise his head in our direction and recognize Liam. Brett continues, “You can even go out with me after the game. I want you as my prize.”
I scoff. “No thanks, but maybe after Beacon Hills wins, I’ll consider giving you a pity handshake.”
“Don’t be like that, I’ve seen you looking at me and I want you to know, you can always come to our side of the bleachers and wear my extra jersey. You’d look great in it,” he says with a wink and I have to use all my strength not to get sick right in front of him. He makes the mistake of putting his hand on my hip and that’s when I see Stiles and Scott rushing over to huddle around Liam.
“Excuse me, Brett. This conversation has been tons of fun, but I have to go.” Running over, I see Liam’s eyes through his helmet. They aren’t bright blue anymore, but a sickly shade of yellow. I mutter curses under my breath, looking to Scott for instructions.
With panic in his eyes, he tells me to take Liam inside, away from anyone who could realize what he is. I nod, grabbing Liam’s arm and taking him where I’ve been with Scott before, in a similar situation to Liam’s: the boy’s locker room. Arguably the smelliest and dirtiest place in the school, it seems to be the place to go when one needs separation from the world, which describes what Liam needs if he wants to avoid wolfing out.
“Get out of here,” Liam mutters, eyes shut tight and hands balled into fists. I see blood dripping to the floor, meaning his claws are out.
Cautiously, I respond, “Liam, just-”
“LEAVE!” he interrupts and lets out a terrifying growl. He rams against a set of lockers, leaving them dented. “Please, go right now before I hurt you.”
To this, I shake my head. “You won’t hurt me, Liam. Just listen to my heartbeat. You can control this. You need to control this.” I take a few steps towards him, resting a hand on his shoulders heaving with heavy breaths. He whips his head up towards me, eyes still yellow. I take his hand and put it on my chest, right above my heart. “You’re okay, just focus on the steady rhythm of my heart and breath. You are safe and everything is okay. There is nothing to worry about, nothing to be angry about, and nothing to fear.” With this, he closes his eyes and sighs. He opens them after a few minutes of silence and I am relieved to see they are back to being beautifully blue.
“Thank you. I think you’re my anchor. You brought me back when I thought I’d turn,” he sheepishly says. “It’s just… I mean… When I saw you talking to Brett, hearing the things he was saying, I got so angry an-and jealous.”
I put a hand on his face and run my thumb across his cheekbone. “Don’t worry about it. I love you, idiot and I will happily take on anything that comes with being an anchor. We should probably let Scott and Stiles know you’re alright, though.” I take his hand that has since healed from being punctured with his claws and we walk back to the field together.
“Where THE HELL is Dunbar?!” we hear Coach say, obviously angered he’s missing one of his best players.
“Well, what are you waiting for? Get on the field and score us some goals!” Jeez, I don’t know how these players deal with such a loud coach.
Before the whistle blows, Liam looks over at me. I wink and whisper, “Kick Talbot’s ass,” to which I get a thumbs up. This game sure is going to be interesting. I giggle, shaking my head, and crossing my fingers and shout, “Let’s go Beacon Hills!”