stilinski twins x derek

  • Fave character: Death confirmed
  • Me: Haha, show me their corpse and then i'll believe it
  • Writers: It's right there
  • Writers: They're never coming back
  • Writers: They're dead
  • Me: Nah they're okay :')
Hell and Silence || Chapter Three

MASTERLIST

Warnings: Swearing, Smut, Peter being an asshole

Word Count: 6,093

A/N: Yay! Chapter three! What are these feelings Derek and Vanessa seem to be having? Quite confusing, wouldn’t you say? Sorry I haven’t been active, I’ve just been working VERY HARD ON THIS FANFIC. I think it’s great, might publish to wattpad soon. 

Chapter One   Chapter Two

CHAPTER THREE

VANESSA

Scott and I must have fallen asleep on the porch, because when I woke up, I felt an arm around my shoulder and the brisk breeze of spring air against my face. My eyes fluttered open, the sunlight burning a bit. As soon as I moved, Scott woke up, his arm quickly moving from behind me. 

“We fell asleep,” I muttered, my voice scratchy. He groaned, stretching his arms.

“Yeah I can see that, Vin.” He stood, rolling his neck. “What time is it?”

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The Flame Part One

This was not requested just an idea I had for an Isaac x Reader Imagine.


WARNINGS: Swearing?

Future

You were walking the streets of your hometown, Beacon Hills. You knew it wasn’t safe, hell, you weren’t safe. You were dangerous. Nothing should fuck with you. Being a Phoenix should scare someone off, right? Yea, that’s what you thought anyway. 


It was your first day back to school after you learnt about your powers. You were the only survivor in the house fire, and no one could understand why.

Flashback

You wake up surrounded by ash and fire, your memories rushing back. You were in your house. It was burnt to the ground, yet, you survived? Quickly scrambling to get up you noticed something on your back. Wings? That’s impossible! They had a orange tint to them with a fiery glow, and they were surrounding your dirtied and ashed body. Your muscles and bones ached, making you grunt in pain. You hear voices, they sound familiar. Unsure of what to do you follow them, leading you to the classmates you see regularly. They turn around and look at you with a shocked expression. “Can you help me? Everything hurts” and with that you fell to your knees and let the tears crawl down your cheeks. Your wings retreat into your back and everyone stares before the strawberry blonde, Lydia, rushes to your side and comforts you.You let out a whimper before everything goes black, your last sight being a tall curly headed blond boy.