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Say You Won’t Let Go

Author: @dylan-ohbrien
Pairing: Dylan O'Brien x Reader
Wordcount: 4,088
Warnings: a little language, car crash, blood, death
A/N: So right now one of my favorite songs is Say You Won’t Let Go by James Arthur and it kind of inspired me to write this little oneshot thingy! And I hope you guys like it! 

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Originally posted by dylanfanforeverr

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Two's Company - Stiles Stilinski - Part 2

Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Lydia Martin, Reader.

Originally posted by inderlander

You were having trouble coming to terms with your pregnancy. You slept at Stiles’ every night and you cried yourself to sleep. It was tough to say the least. At this point you thought you were 24 weeks. You hadn’t said anything, you hadn’t talked to Stiles about it any further, you hadn’t even gone to the doctor, you’d figured your own due date.

You opened Stiles’ closet and sighed. You were even starting to grow out of his clothes. “Babe..let me take you shopping for maternity clothes…please?” Stiles placed his hands on your hips and you laid your head on his chest.

“I want to tell your dad.” You mutter.

“He’s at the station. Let’s go.” Stiles said nonchalantly.

“What? I thought you’d say no.” You back away.

“Nah, he needs to know.” He holds his hand out and laces his fingers with yours. “Let’s go.”

You both walk into the station and head straight for the sheriff’s office. Stiles knocks on the door and the two of you walk in.

“Hey, you two. I was just about to call and see what you wanted for dinner.” He smiles.

You both sit down and look at him. “Dad, we need to talk to you.” Stiles looks at his hands.

“Is everything okay?” Noah looks to you.

“No? I mean yes..but no.” You say quickly.

He chuckles. “You and Stiles are quite the pair.”

Stiles sits up. “We may have gotten ourselves into a situation…which led to many other situations that put us in the situation we’re in now…” He mumbles.

Your boyfriend’s father looks at you. “Translate?”

“I’m pregnant.” You blurt out.

He chuckles. “I know. I just wondered when you’d tell me.”

Stiles squints at his father. “How?”

“Obviously you’re growing quickly, plus you both have been pretty quiet lately which isn’t normal…you kinda live with us too..not that I mind. It’s just obvious.” He shrugs. “Your mom was the same way with me. When she was pregnant we were attached at the hip.” He smiles at you.

“You’re okay with this?” You say surprised.

“No..but I know I’ve raised my son well and he’ll take care of you. I’ll take care of you. I know you two are responsible.” He nods at Stiles. “Have you been to the doctor?” He asks and you shake your head.

“I don’t want people to judge me…” You say quietly.

“Make an appointment. You’ll be glad you did.”

The three of you stand and hugs are exchanged.

“I’ll see you at home. Chinese okay?”

“More than okay.” You and Stiles say in unison. You intertwine hands and leave.

You get in the Jeep and look at Stiles. “That was easy.” Stiles laughs.

“Yeah..it was.” You smile. “I guess I should make an appointment.”

You pick up your phone and dial your gynecologist. Luckily they have a spot open in thirty minutes. You tell Stiles and you head to the doctor. You go inside and wait for them to call you back. You look around at all of the other women, most of them pregnant.

You look up at Stiles and smile. He looks way out of his league. You get called back and you get set up on a bed.

The nurse gives you an ultrasound and she gathers your information. She leaves the room and Stiles looks at you. “Why didn’t she tell us anything?”

“Nurses aren’t allowed to tell genders or anything. Doctors do that.” You smile. He nods in understanding as the doctor walks in. She introduces herself to Stiles and begins the second ultrasound. “Well..it looks like you’re having a boy.” You smile at Stiles. He’d guessed that in the waiting room. “Oh! Two boys.” She smiles at you.

“Wait..two?” You look at her wide-eyed and she nods.

You hear a loud thump and when you look over Stiles is on the floor. He fainted. You roll your eyes and look at the doctor. “Two…for sure?” She nods and you groan. One was overwhelming but two?“

“I’ll go get the pictures and I’ll let you two talk.” She leaves the room. You swing your leg over the table and kick Stiles. He groans and stands up. “Two boys.” He looks at you like he might pass out again.

“I just turned 18 and I’m going to have two sons.” He covers his eyes with his hands.

You scoff. “You’re worried about you? Stiles I’m 16 and having two sons. I’m not even a senior yet.”

He turns to face you and takes your hand. “You’re right..I’m sorry.” He kisses your forehead. “We definitely need to talk to my dad…wow. Twins.”

He sits in the chair beside you. He zones out when the doctor comes back in.

“Well, Y/N, you’re about 26 weeks. Here are your ultrasound pictures.”

She hands you pictures of your babies. You look at them and suddenly nothing else matters. A flip has switched in you. You smile softly as you look at the two babies nestled next to each other. You are no longer a teenager. You’re a parent. All it took was a doctor’s appointment.

You schedule an appointment for a check up before leaving. You get in the car with Stiles and you hand him the pictures. You see the same emotions flash through his eyes that went through your head. You see his demeanor change and you know these babies were not an accident.

“It’s so much different seeing it as a picture instead of on a screen.” He says in amazement. He places a hand on your belly. “Hey little dudes. It’s your daddy.” You watch him as he rubs your stomach and you smile.

Stiles Stilinski is the love of your life and the father of your children.

You invited everyone over to update them on the pregnancy. “So, do you have pictures of the ultrasound?” Lydia asks.

You nod. “You can’t see them yet.”

She groans. “I want to see the little Stilinskis.” She pats your bump. You laugh and follow her into the living room. You sit beside Stiles and he wraps an arm around you.

You’d been a bit sick after coming home from the doctor. It was normal, nausea and a headache.

He kisses your forehead. “How are you, baby girl?” You melt at his pet name.

“Much better.” You peck him on the lips and lay your head on his shoulder.

“So..we’re having a boy.” Stiles grins as everyone claps with excitement. “There’s more..we’re having two boys! Talk about good sperm, huh babe?” He nudges you and you move away from him.

“You’re such a boy.” You smack his arm.

“Can we see the ultrasound pictures?” Lydia asks and you hand them to her. Everyone crowds around her and looks.

Scott walks over and sits beside Stiles. You hear the two of them talk but you’re distracted by your thoughts. You think about your future, how you and Stiles will provide for your babies. You wonder how many jobs the two of you will have to work while maintaining good grades in school.

You’re pulled out of your thoughts by a sudden movement. “Oh my god, babe! Babe, the babies are kicking!” You smile at him and he whips his head towards you. He immediately places both hands on your stomach. He gets up and squats in front of you. He puts his head on your stomach and whispers. “Hi, it’s your dad here.” You smile at your dork of a boyfriend. “You both are going to be so spoiled and so loved.” He rubs circles on your belly. “You’re lucky to have the mommy you do, too. Now, if you could kindly stop kicking her that’d be great.”

“Stiles don’t smart off to our babies.” You laugh.

“I’m just getting them used to it.” He grins up at you. “Our babies have to have a sense of humor, right?”

accent | stiles stilinski

Originally posted by gifs-of-stiles

prompt: 89- “your accent it adorable”

request: reader has an aussie accent and can you make it like mild smut!!! like her accent turns him on!?!?!

first days are always the worst, especially when it’s your senior year and your starting off at a new school in a completely different country. you have to find a new group of friends, new set of goals, new career path.

and that’s what i was experiencing right now

to start of my day i was extremely late, i slept through my alarm and the hot water system had been shut off and on top of that my car refused to turn over

so that brings me to now rushing through the hall trying to find my chemistry class as the second bell has well and truly rung, i approach the door and swing it open all eyes darting to me

“fuck” i cuss realising it was aloud and not in my head, the teacher jolts up staring at me “you must be miss (y/l/n) i nod brushing my hair out of my face

“yes im terrible sorry, is this mr harris’s class?” he nods the class whispering amongst themselves “well thank you for finally making an appearance miss-” he pauses and i fill him in ”(y/l/n)“

he glances at me annoyed “yes- why don’t you take a seat next to mr stilinski, so we can finally start the lesson” i nod nervousness bubbling up inside me

my eyes dart around the class room trying to find the boy as to whom am supposed to be sitting with, i spot a brunette toward the back flailing around in panic

there was an empty seat next to him so i briskly walk toward the desk “stilinski?” he nods giving me a thumbs up “bloody hell” I mumble slipping into my seat

the teacher breaks us off into pairs to do the experiment, meaning myself and this tall brunette were going to be working together

i turn to face him “my names (y/n), by the way” he’s stares at me like he cannot believe the words coming out of my mouth. i giggle to myself blushing

“and you must be?” he snaps out of his haze sitting upright combing his fingers through his hair “stiles- stilinski” i nod

“stiles stilinski huh?” i muse intrigued by the name “oh lord Jesus” he mutters and i furrow my eyebrows in confusing “something wrong?” he shakes his head

“no it’s just i uh- your accent is adorable” i chuckle looking away then back to the boy realising he isn’t joking “oh your serious?” i say shocked

“god yes- i wish you could hear yourself speak it’s honestly driving me crazy” i smirk at the cute boy wiggling closer to him “oh really?”

he swallows clearing his throats as i edge closer to him “yeah uh yeah really-” he tears his gaze from me and tries to focus on the teacher scribbling instructions on the board.

“you never heard an australian accent?” i tease brushing my arm against his.

he taps his pen against the desk trying to distract himself but i place my hand over his “you okay?” he nods bringing the pen up to his lips

“yeah im just stressed it’s been a long week” i nod “how can i help you?” he sighs shaking his head “release my stress? i have no idea”

i light lickers in my brain and i found myself smirking as i lower my hand off the table and under the desk, placing my hand on the boys thigh

he jolts up gaining the attention of his friends "you okay stiles?” the raven haired boy asked glancing between the pair of us before settling back to his red headed partner shrugging her shoulder in response

“shut up” he smiles sarcasm dripping from her words before glancing back at me before noticing that i had removed my hand from his thigh and that I was now scribbling down notes

“hey” he whined shuffling his seat closer to you “can i help you with something?” i offer placing the end of my pen onto my plump lips battering my eyelashes at the love struck teen

the bell sounds and i giggling collecting up my books before handing the boy his text book “you might need this for your little friend” you point down to the ten pitched in the brunette pants before standing from your seat

he cuss scrambling to cover himself as he leaves me laughing “see you around stilinski”

“(y/n)! wait!”

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