Request: Hello darling! Can you write an imagine for me? I’d like it to be with Stiles and I am a werewolf or maybe something else supernatural like that! Firstly I will be in Scott pack like a beta ya know pretty new and mysterious so everybodys like SPÄNNANDE (exciting) especially Stiles
A/N: This was requested by my bestfriend but since she’s a loser, she didn’t want anyone to know her name. Happy Valentines day! xoxo
Pairing: Reader x Stiles Stilinski
Word Count: 1404
“Scott can I talk to you for a second?” Mason asked as he approached the alpha in school. Stiles gave him a curious look. Scott turned towards Mason and nodded.
“Yeah, sure” he said and looked at Stiles who rolled his eyes before he walked away. “So what did you want to talk about?” The werewolf asked, sending him a smile. Mason looked around before he answered.
"I was wondering if you could do me a favour?“
"Sure” Scott replied.
"My stepsister is changing schools since they’re moving in with us, and she’s going to start here and I was wondering if you could take her into the pack? Or atleast consider it?“ Mason rambled as the werewolf looked surprised.
"She’s supernatural?” Scott asked. Mason nodded.
“She’s a werewolf without a pack. And I remember Liam saying that a omega doesn’t last long on their own and I’m kind of worried about her.” Scott smiled down at him.
“When can I meet this girl?” He asked.
“She’s starting next week"
Y/N looked down at her hands, noticing that she was shaking. Mason seemed to read her mind and gave her shoulder a pat.
"Don’t be nervous, the people around here is nice” He said, sending her a smile.
"I can’t help it" she admitted, before she looked around nervously. They were standing outside Beacon Hills Highschool and Y/N really just wanted to go home. “Maybe this is a bad idea, I can start next week instead” She tried to back away, but Mason caught her wrist.
“You have to do it Y/N, it won’t get easier with time”
"What if I don’t get any friends?“ She mumbled.
"I already promised that I would introduce you to my friends. And you’ve met Liam before.” He spoke. Y/N nodded. Liam was often at Masons’ house and she had become good friends with him.
“You’re right, I’m just not comfortable in large crowds"
The two of them made their way inside and Mason helped her find her locker. "I’ll introduce you to Scott after your first class” he said as he showed her to her englishclass.
“Thanks” Y/N said.
"Good luck" Mason smiled as he left her in front of the door. Y/N watched as he walked away. She could feel her heart racing as she knocked on the door. She swallowed nervously as she heard the teacher walk towards her. A kind woman with glasses and her brown hair in a bun opened the door.
“Oh you must be our new student, come on in” She smiled and stepped aside so that she could enter. Y/N could feel everyone’s eyes on her as she stood in front of the class, looking down at the floor.
"Students, this is Y/N Y/L/N, she’s new so behave yourself, alright?“ She said as she looked out over the class. "You can take a seat next to Joe” she continued, while she pointed at the blonde boy sitting at the front row of the class. Joe smiled as Y/N made her way over to the empty seat next to him.
"Hi, I’m Joe" he said when she sat down.
“I’m Y/n” she smiled shyly.
“So how come you’re in Beacon Hills?” Joe asks as they walk towards the lockers. The two of them had talked during class and Y/N found the boy really nice and friendly.
“Me and my mom just moved in with her new boyfriend” she explained. The pair stopped in front of her locker and she opened it and grabbed her books.
“Y/N there you are!” A voice appeared next to her and she turned towards it, to see Mason and Liam walking towards her.
“Hi guys!” Y/N waved as their eyes landed on Joe, their smiles fading.
“Joe” Mason said with a small nod.
“Mason” Joe replied, not sounding too happy.
“You guys know eachother?” Y/N asked, confused as to why they were glaring at eachother.
“Unfortunately” Mason said, gritting his teeth.
“Well, it was really nice meeting you Y/N, I should go” Joe said, giving the two boys a look before leaving.
“What was that about?” Y/N turned towards the boys, her voice filled with confusion.
“He’s bad news Y/N” Liam said looking at her with his baby blue eyes.
“And why is that?” She asked, crossing her arms.
“He’s a player, alright? Just stay away from him” Mason said.
“I can take care of myself” Y/N protested.
"I know you can" Mason sighed. “I just don’t want you to get hurt”
Scott watched as Liam and Mason appeared around the corner, a tall brunette following behind. She looked a little bit nervous which he could also tell by her scent. Mason sent Y/N a smile as they stopped in front of the alpha.
“Hi, you must be Y/N! I’m Scott” he introduced himself and shook her hand.
“Hi Scott” Y/N greeted shyly to which the alpha just smiled.
“I heard you moved in with Mason and his dad"
"How do you like Beacon Hills so far?"
"The people here is nice” Y/N smiled.
“That’s great. I was wondering if you wanted to join us at movienight tonight?” Y/N glanced at the Mason and Liam before she answered.
“Sure, that sounds fun”
“Are you seriously telling me that you invited a complete stranger to movienight without even asking me if I was okay with it?!” Stiles paced around Scotts’ livingroom, glaring at the werewolf.
“Calm down Stiles” Scott sighed.
“Don’t tell me what to do!” Stiles snapped.
“You don’t even know this girl, what if she’s evil?!"
"Stiles she is not evil. And she’s not a stranger, she is Masons’ stepsister. Plus I’ve already met her once and she seemed nice.” The alpha said calmly, leaning back on the couch. Stiles threw his hands up in the air, looking ready to start another argument when there was a knock on the door.
“The pack is here” Scott smiled and walked right past his angry bestfriend.
“Great” Stiles muttered before slumping down onto the old couch. Stiles could her them greeting eachother at the door before Malia walked into the room, followed by Lydia.
“Hi Stiles” She said, taking a seat on the opposite armchair.
“Hi” he mumbled grumpily, still upset about earlier.
"Let me guess" Malia spoke. “You don’t like that Scott invited Y/N, am I right?” Stiles muttered something under his breath, which caused the werecoyote to shake her head.
“She’s not that bad Stiles"
"You’ve met her too?” He asked surprised. Malia nodded.
"Yeah I saw her in the halls" Stiles groaned.
“Of course you did"
Another knock on the door stopped Malia from answering, and Scott quickly walked out of the kitchen followed by Kira to answer the door. Shortly after the alpha came back into the room. Stiles looked up at him and sighed.
"Guys, this is Y/N” he said and nodded his head to his left, where a beautiful brunette appeared.
“Hi” She smiled shyly as she looked out over everyone. Lydia was fast to walk up to her and introduce herself while Stiles just sat there, his eyes never leaving Y/N. She was indeed gorgeus and he couldn’t understand how he had thought she was evil. Nothing that sweet could possibly be bad. His anger vanished.
“I’m gonna’ grab some snacks from the kitchen” Scott said, before disappearing.
"I’ll help" Kira offered and chased after him. Stiles swallowed before he got up from his seat and made his way over to Y/N. She was still standing in the doorway, looking rather uncomfortable.
“Hi, I’m Stiles” He said and placed his hand out for her to shake. She looked down at his hand.
“I’m Y/N” she smiled and shook it.
“Alright so who’s ready for the next mov-” Scott stopped midsentence when Kira shushed him and pointed towards the couch where Stiles and Y/N were sleeping. Y/N had her head on Stiles’s chest while his arms were around her waist, holding her. Scott smiled at the two of them. The pair had instantly taken a liking to eacother and they had talked the whole evening, until they both fell asleep.
“And he’s the one who didn’t want her here in the first place” Malia whispered, shaking her head.
— Stydia [“You don’t need the instructions. When was the last time you’ve ever used instructions? Am I right? You don’t need them… because you are too smart to waste time with them, okay? You can figure it out. Stiles, you’re the one who always figures it out. So you can do it. Figure. It. Out..”]