teen wolf!friends

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« I get it, I get it. It’s the Ross and Rachel. I was once a teenage girl and I told Jeff “They want their Ross and Rachel, they’ve gotta get it.” I’m doing my best rooting for you guys but just like jeff says there is gotta be real friendship there first, something organic built before they can be in a real relationship and I think we are doing a great job at doing that so stay tuned. » ▬ Holland Roden.

Imagine a Teen Wolf Friends AU where Stiles and Scott live together in an apartment across hall from a really hot guy called Derek. When their high school friends - Boyd and Isaac - move in with Derek, Stiles and Scott invite them all over for a welcome party. Boyd brings his girlfriend Erica and the six of them become close friends - close enough that they exchange keys and just walk freely in and out of each others apartments.

Originally posted by kxxkus

And when Stiles and Derek get together and move in, that leaves a room free for Erica to move in with Boyd and Lydia and/or Allison to join them.

Originally posted by garrowhy

Imagine all the domestic fluff that would come from it (not to mention Holland herself says that Stiles and Derek are like Ross and Rachel, except sterek would probably work out better than that).

Elevator Love

Pairing: Theo x Reader

Summary: Theo and (Y/N) can’t stand each other; Theo sees (Y/N) as a preppy princess that can’t do no wrong and all (Y/N) sees in Theo is a bad boy destined for trouble. 

Word Count: 1.3k

Prompt:

A/N: Smut warning!

Originally posted by bonniebird

“Hey Melissa.” You greeted the brunette woman who was sitting behind the nurse’s station. You walked by her to the elevator, slowing down when you noticed Theo Raeken at the end of the corridor. You stood beside him, shoulders up straight and a glowering expression on your face.

“(Y/N).” He noted, standing next to you, his hands resting behind his back. You ignored him and waited for the elevator door to open. You hated him with a burning passion; his sly expression, his desirable voice, his deep eyes, his brown perfectly cut hair – everything about this ignorant person created a fire inside you that you tried to ignore. He wasn’t worth your time ever since he tried to kill your friend.

The elevator made a noise before the doors opening, you stood to the side as people left and walked into the now empty space which was once occupied by nurses and doctors. You pressed the button to the third floor whilst Theo pressed for the fifth – you wondered who he was going to visit.

Theo spared a glance at you, “Still holding a grunge against me?” He questioned, an amused look twinkling in his eyes. You forced yourself to turn your head to look at him; glaring at him, a look that could kill. “I still remember that night,” “Don’t.” You snapped, a furious tone lacing your words. “What?” You tensed when you felt his body right behind you, “You don’t think I’d forget you moaning my name, do you?” He whispered seductively into your ear, kissing just behind it. You spun around, your hand finding his throat and you pushed him up against the wall. “Don’t you dare.” You growled, your eyes glowing gold.

The lights flickered on the ceiling, and the elevator came to an abrupt stop. Your anger slowly faded and you stepped away from Theo, looking at the dial above the door. You were stuck between the second and third floor, the arrow flicking. “What’s going on?” You asked, a nervously bubbling forming inside your throat. This space was far too small for the pair of you.

Theo pressed the emergency button, “Hello?” A woman’s voice sounded on the other side of the speaker. “I’m stuck in the elevator just below the third floor. It suddenly stopped.” His voice was calm and collected, his eyes never left yours whilst he was talking to the lady. “Okay, sir. I’ll get help as soon as possible.” Theo thanked the lady before sitting down on his bottom, “Get comfortable,” He sighed, “Who knows how long we’ll be here for.”

You stared at him with disgust, sitting as far as possible away from him. You checked your phone, realizing you had no signal. “Do you mind?” You snapped, causing Theo to laugh but his gaze never leaving your figure. His eyes lightening up, he sat up straighter. “What happened to you?” He snapped back, “You used to be so carefree.”

You rolled your eyes at him, “You used me, Theo, what do you think happened to me?” He shook his head, not believing what you were saying. “I never used you, (Y/N). I did feel something between us.” You scoffed, before going back to ignoring him.

He sighed before grabbing your ankle and pulling you over to him. “What do you…” You didn’t get to finish your question, Theo’s lips covered yours and he placed his hand on the back of your neck so that you couldn’t pull away. You moaned into the kiss, biting his lip hard making him pull away to wipe the blood. “What the fuck?” He shouted, anger filling his eyes. “Don’t fucking kiss me.” You snarled, “You don’t get to do that again.” You continued, standing up and holding your ground. He followed your lead, standing a few inches taller than you.

“Look, when I fucked you that night; I meant everything I said,” You scoffed, listening to his vulgar speech, “Stop. Let me talk. I let my power control me, I wanted power but I wanted you more. I wasn’t thinking about you when I was trying to kill Scott or when I left Malia for dead – it was only after I fucked up that I realized I may have lost you.” You stared at him, scoffing and shaking your head. “You can’t just waltz back into our lives and expect everything to be back to normal.” You mused, and he nodding understandingly, “But I’m willing to make it up to you.” He warned, grasping your hips and pulling you closer to him. You gasped when you crashed into his chest, looking up to him. “Please let me show you that I’ve changed.” He whispered, his hand caressing your cheek.

He leaned down, planting his lips against yours again but this time with less force. You melted into his form, your lip licking his bottom lip beginning for it to get deeper. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and he backed you up to the door of the still stuck elevator. His hands travelled down your figure, feeling every curve and memorizing them. His knees buckled slightly, as he kissed down your neck to your collarbone to the curve of your breasts; biting and sucking making you moan with the sensation.

“Maybe we shouldn’t do this here.” He whispered, he stood up straight but you turned him forcefully so that he was the one trapped between you and the door. “Shut up,” You snarled, unbuckling his belt to his jeans. He gasped when your hand travelled along his waist band and entered his jocks, feeling his member throbbing for you. “Fuck, baby.” He moaned, his head falling back; his eyes squinting shut. You moved your hand up and down his length, flicking the top making him jerk. You sucked along his neck, feeling the veins between your teeth.

He grabbed your waist as you started pumping faster, and he removed your hand from his jocks, pushing them down fully to his ankles; his cock bouncing to freedom. You gasped as he grabbed your waist and threw your body to the door; your chest squished between him and the door, his chest was pressed up against your back. You felt him ride your skirt up your back, his cock smacking against your arse. “Do you want this?” He whispered into your ear, you nodded eagerly begging him for release. He lined his cock perfectly to your entrance and slid in slowly. “Fuck, you’re soaking.” He muttered under his breath, you bit your lip to suppress a scream as he slid his full length into you, “Bend over more,” He demanded, and you followed his orders.

He placed his manly hands on your bare skin causing goosebumps to rise all over you as he trudged himself into you harder, pounding deeper every time you let out a moan. You clenched your core around him, feeling extremely excited. He was the last person to see you in this fragile state, the last person to make you feel this good. He pinched your butt cheeks hard, as he pumped in and out of you – getting faster as he was coming to his high. “Fuck, (Y/N), you’re gorgeous.” He whispered, bending over your figure, kissing your shoulder blade.

“I’m gonna…” You started but couldn’t finish as Theo pounded right into your soft spot causing you to scream and release yourself all over his cock. “Fuck,” He muttered, pumping harder before you felt his dick twitch inside you; indicating that he finished. He pulled out, and you stood up straight, stretching your back slightly.

You coughed nervously, breathing heavily. “Emmm…” You didn’t know what to say or look as Theo fixed his jeans and belt. “Come here,” He whispered, reaching up to flatten your hair down. “Thanks,” You muttered, moving to stand on the other side of the lift.

“(Y/N)…” He began but the lift’s light switched on, causing your eyes to go wide. The dial began to move again, and you felt relieved. The elevator stopped on the third floor, and you smiled at Theo, “Eh, I’ll see you around.” You rushed out of the elevator, leaving a love-struck yet very confused Theo leaning against the wall.

"just friends" ➳ derek hale

Originally posted by iminlovewithderekhale

request? yes

    summary: after getting interrupted for a pack meeting, the truth comes out about your relationship with Derek.

pairing(s): derek hale x fem!reader

warning(s): oral sex (male & female)

word count: 1,507

a/n: another re-uploaded imagine ^_^

{Not my Gif!}

“Der,” I groaned, tugging on his hair as his lips attacked my neck, surely leaving bruises. I felt him smile against my neck, as I tilted my head, giving him more access. After a few more minutes of him attacking my neck, I finally managed to shove him away from me, he just stared at me with a confused look.

I ran a hand down his chest, before following the path with my tongue. Dereks’ skin erupted into goosebumps, and I couldn’t help but smirk. I felt his eyes on me, as I moved closer to the band of his boxers.

Flickering my eyes up at Derek, I smirked and pulled his boxers down, exposing more skin, digging my teeth into the skin, marking a purple mark. A growl came from Derek, and I saw him digging his nails into his thighs. Before I could do anything else, he janked his boxers down and stepped out of them as his cock slapped his stomach. I wrapped a hand around him, rubbing some precum along him, while my other hand rested on his ass. I couldn’t help but squeeze it, earning a raised eyebrow from Derek, but I just grinned. I ran my tongue over the tip, before taking him in my mouth, with my hand pumping the rest I couldn’t. A moan came from me, causing Dereks’ hips to involuntarily bucked, and I fought the urge to gag when he hit the back of my throat.

I hollowed my cheeks, running my tongue over whatever it could reach, bobbing my head up and down. Derek, eventually, took my hair into a makeshift ponytail, and started thrusting himself into my mouth. I looked up at Derek through my eyelashes, and his eyes were screwed shut, and I knew he was going to cum any minute. No later did he let out a low groan, and I felt his cock twitch. He released his load down my throat, making sure not to pull out until he was fully done shooting, and I quickly swallowed the salty substance. I licked my lips, catching any spare substance. Derek gripped my arms, and pulled me up, bringing me into a kiss. He moved his hands to my ass, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He gave my ass a firm squeeze, earning a low moan from myself. He took the chance to slip his tongue into my mouth, and started to massage mine with his. Although, Derek was the first to break the kiss, to unclasp my bra and threw it somewhere in his room.

“Too many clothes,” I heard him grumble, before reattaching his lips to my neck, leaving wet, sloppy kisses. I felt myself being walked backwards until I hit the edge of Dereks’ bed, where he laid me down and crawled on top, still leaving wet kisses, but now making his way down my chest.

“Derek,” I moaned, grabbing a fist full of hair as he gave a tug on each of my nipples. He continued kissing down till he met the line of my purple cheeky lace panties.

“These are my favorite,” He smirked, looking up at me, “but they have to go now.”

He grabbed the lace line where my panties began with his teeth, and slowly began dragging them down my legs. I shivered when his teeth gazed my inner thighs.When my panties were fully off, I brought Derek up and back into a kiss, running my hands through his hair and nibbling at his bottom lip, earning a small growl. His hand cups my cheeks, but they slowly drift down to my breasts. Derek palms my breast, kneading the soft flesh, moaning as Derek moved his lips across my jaw.

I moan loudly, as Derek found my favorite spot on my neck. I felt him smile against my skin, as he continues to lick and nip it the area. As his mouth moves down, he parted my knees to get in between them. A dull aching throb came from my cunt as the wave of air hit it.

I gripped the sheet as soon as Derek parted my folds, and attacked me with a lick.

“God, I love the way you taste,” moaned Derek, and I whimpered as his tongue flicked over my clit. My nerves are drove into a frenzy as his stubble rubbed against my sensitive skin. Another moan slipped out as Derek slipped in two fingers.

“Der!” I arched my back, grabbing his hair roughly, earning a groan from Derek, as he continued to assault my clit with his wonderful tongue and fingers, “Almost there.”

Derek has hooked his fingers just right, so he’s hitting my sweet spot repeatedly. I let out a little whine, roughly pulling at Dereks’ hair as my oragasm ripped through me. I laid there panting as Derek pulled himself up, and kissed me deeply. I giggled, as I tasted myself on him. He pulled away, burying himself into my neck and groaning as our phones went off. He rolled onto the other side of the bed, handing me my phone as he grabbed his. I quickly opened the text from my brother, Stiles.

Having a pack meeting @ Dereks’ in 10

“Pack meeting?” I asked, looking at Derek amused as he looked annoyed.

“I forgot I told Scott he could have it here,” He replied, gruffly. I turned on my side, and leaned my weight on my elbow.


“Raincheck I guess?” I pouted, straddling Derek, whose hands immediately held onto my hips.

“I’m afraid so,” He sat up, and wrapped his arms around me, in turn, I wrapped mine around his neck. I placed a kiss on his neck, before jumping off of him and trying to find my clothes.

The meeting didn’t last long, as there wasn’t much supernatural activity going on. Now everyone (Derek, Scott, Stiles, Kira, Cora, Malia, Lydia, Isaac, Allison, Ethan, Aiden and Peter) still sat around in the loft just talking to each other, but I could see Derek was getting annoyed, I know all he wanted to do was finish what we started earlier.

“Calm down, sourwolf,” I murmured to Derek, whose lap I was currently sitting on being as there wasn’t any more empty seats, “We’ll finish later.”

All I got was a grunt in return, and I rolled my eyes, turning back to finish my conversation with Cora, until she asked a question that startled me.

“So when did you and Derek begin dating again?” The room went silent at her question, all attention directed to us and Dereks’ grip on my waist tightened. Only Cora and Peter knew that Derek and I dated in high school.

“Say what?” Stiles jaw dropped as did most of the room.

“Thanks, Cora,” Derek growled, making her roll her eyes and throw her hands up in mock-surrender.

“Sorry, I didn’t know that they didn’t know!”

“It’s okay, Cora,” I grabbed her hand, squeezing it, “We’re just friends.”

“Just friends my ass,” Peter snorted, and I narrowed my eyes at the man.


“What’s that suppose to mean?”

“Friends don’t get each other off,” He smirked as I turned red, and my brothers jaw dropped even further.

“WHAT??” Stiles roared quite angry, and I bit my lip, “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME?”


“Stiles, I’m almost 24, I didn’t think I had to inform my little brother of my sex life or who I dated,” I scoffed, “Plus you had met him a couple times when you were younger, I’m surprised you didn’t remember him.”

With that, Stiles blushed and shut his mouth, as Scott snickered at his expression.


“Why did you guys break up in the first place?” asked Lydia, raising her eyebrows.

“Long distance was never our strongest suit,” Derek answered, placing his hand on my thigh. I laid my hand on top of his, and he laced our fingers together.

“Well, you guys are in the same town now, yeah?” Lydia pressed further, “So why aren’t you guys together together?”

“I -” I stopped to think, “I really don’t know. Derek?”

“No idea,” He replied, as I turned my head to look at him. When I looked at him, he grabbed my face and brought me into a kiss. I turned to straddle him fully, and kissed back just as hungry, ignoring the cheers from the group, and the angry protest from my little brother.

“Never again,” I whispered, once we finally pulled away, “Don’t let me go, again.”

“I won’t,” Derek said, before he stood up with me in his arms, and started heading toward his room, “I’d leave if I were you. We have some unfinished business to attend too.”

As Dereks’ bedroom door shut, I couldn’t help but giggle, hearing Stiles groan in disgust.