when he said that he was not talking about scott

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McCall pack x Reader


Requested by Anon

A/N: So I really really liked to write this! More Pack x Reader imaginesssss.

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Stiles and Lydia watched the screen right after she cracked the last password; watching new names and their amount of worth were listed. Both were staring at the list in complete silence, Stiles cocked his head and squinted with his eyes when he saw the last name on the list.

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Lucky Number 24 - Stiles Stilinski

Author: @mf-despair-queen

Characters: Stiles Stilinski/Reader

Word Count: 5008

Warnings: Smut

Notes: Lacrosse Week Special for my favorite bby, Stiles. I can’t believe I just wrote this. I never intended for it to actually turn into that but I got to the point I wanted to, and kinda couldn’t stop from there.

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god but reyes agonizing over the decision to tell scott who he really is, what he’s really been up to; all the things he’s been involved in, as the charlatan

but then he remembers what scott said about him, to zia: reyes is a better man than you think. how scott meant it. earnest and thoughtful and genuinely believing that reyes is a good person, despite being an exile and a criminal and a willingly player in whatever games go on in kadara. reyes is a better man than you think and he talks to keema nonstop, talks her ears off about him

reyes is a better man than you think and it’s what’s in his head when scott sees him in that cave with sloane, when he realizes who reyes is and what’s going on, and reyes is a better man than you think when scott confronts him with ‘why didn’t you trust me’

and all reyes can say is ‘i liked how you looked at me’ and ‘i was afraid that would change’ and he can’t really even look at him when he says that, because scott thinks he’s a good man and it’s really not that he doesn’t trust scott or didn’t think he deserved to know, but how good it felt to have someone believe in him and think he’s a good person

and just god i love them

Imagine:

“Pssst, y/n"Lydia nudged you in the side.

“Ouch, why are you whispering"you whispered as you rubbed your side.

"Brett’s checking you out"she mumbled in your ear quietly so that no one could hear.

Stiles and Scott made their way over.
"No he’s not"you quickly muttered back.

"Yes he is"Scott smirked as he sat down.

"Scott what have we said about listening to our conversations"Lydia exclaimed as she flicked his ear.

"Brett’s heartbeat is through the roof, it’s so obvious"Liam sat down next to you.
You cried out in frustration.

"Stop listening to our conversations, you werewolves are so annoying when it comes to being nosy!"You held your hands in the air.

"But the other day I was in detention and you, stiles and Lydia were talking in the jeep, I thought I heard you say that werewolves are smart"Malia said smugly.

"Stop listening to our conversations!"You,Stiles and Lydia shouted in unison.

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Stiles x Reader

Requested by Anon


Normally you’d cheer for Stiles, it had been a tradition since forever, no matter what one of you was doing the other would cheer you on. But today you didn’t feel like cheering. Stiles spotted you as he went to take his shot and smiled to himself, you were his lucky charm but as he swung to score you stayed utterly silent.

“Stilinski, we’re aiming for the goal not the carpark!” Finstock yelled at Stiles.

“Yeah s…sorry coach.” Stiles mumbled as he glanced up at you.

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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.

help you forget - part 2.

Originally posted by iminlovewithderekhale

pairing: derek hale x reader

warnings: smut, blood, a little angst. (scott being a dick.)

part 1. 

the sounds of slamming lockers echoed around the hallways as you let out a tired sigh, shoving your books into your backpack as fast as you could, wanting nothing more than to get out of the building and have a long nap, preferably on derek’s hard chest.

it had been two weeks since you and derek had got together, at first it was weird, not knowing how to act with him around everyone but as soon as he pulled you into his lap in the middle of a pack meeting leaving everyone wide eye’d as he planted kisses on the back of our neck, you figured it out pretty quickly.

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Just Ask - Part 4

Originally posted by tumb1rthecreator

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Summary: “The single biggest problem in communication is the illusion that it has taken place.” You think, after being alive for this long and leading an team of superheroes, Steve Rogers would’ve perfected his communication skills, but apparently, when it comes to women, he just likes to assume, and that is never a good thing.

A/N: Sorry this took forever to post, I went home to my parents’ for the weekend and I’m in the process of moving so there’s just a lot going on and I’m just broken. I’ll have the next few parts queued up :)

@bovaria totally called it, damn!

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somebody else // stiles stilinski pt. 3

Summary: Stiles broke her heart and now she can never look at him the same. They remained friends, but she can’t exactly find it in herself to truly forgive Stiles and he doesn’t know how to accept her new relationship with the one person he can’t stand. Overtime, they both eventually got over each other… or have they?

Requested: no, collab with @minhosmeanhoe 

Warning: no, mature language & themes throughout 

Inspired by this song

Masterlist 

As soon as the bell rang Katalina breathed a sigh of relief. She couldn’t stand to be around Theo any longer and the confusing feelings she had developed for Stiles were messing with her head. One minute he’s starting small talk with her at a party reigniting her feelings for him and the next he’s acting like she doesn’t even matter to him.

She was relieved when she stepped into the library and was immediately engulfed by silence. Knowing that she still hadn’t finished her English paper, she took out her laptop and opened the document. She read over it again trying to think of how to strengthen her argument when her phone went off, causing multiple heads to turn in her direction. Quickly silencing the device, she rolled her eyes when Theo’s name appeared on the screen. Ignoring it, Katalina tried to redirect her focus back on her paper. 

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Imagine Chris helping you take care of your little sister.

A/N: I know it’s been a while, I’ve been suffering from good old writer’s block. Anyway, here’s a piece. I think there may be a part 2 to this, but don’t quote me. We’ll see how the response for this one is. X

Your little sister, Olive, watched cartoons in your living room with your boyfriend, Chris, while you stood in your kitchen on the phone with your mom. The two of you were in the argument of your life thanks to the actions of the youngest member in your family. Your eight year old sister had managed to ditch school after her nanny dropped her off, and somehow found her way to your apartment which was two hours away. As upset as the two of you were at her, you couldn’t help but be amazed by her; she’d only ever been to your apartment with the company of another adult, how she remembered the directions and the address was beyond you.

“Do you think you can watch Olive for a few hours?” Your mom asked and you sighed. “I know you’ve got a big meeting later, but I’ve got a client coming in in about fifteen minutes and your dad’s still operating. I’d send Zoe, but she’s clearly fired after today.” You tried to get a word in but she interrupted, “it’s just a few hours, Y/N.”

“Mom, I can’t risk missing today’s meeting,” you argued. “It’s down to me and-”

“I know, sweetheart,” she said then sighed, “look. I promise I’ll be there before you have to go, I just have to take this client and I’ll cancel the rest of my day. Just give me a few hours,” she told you and you sighed again. “It’s too bad Chris is in Houston, otherwise he could help babysit Olive. He lives for that stuff,” she chuckled softly and you did the same; that was true, he loved her.

“Actually-” you began then winced when you remembered both of you had wanted to keep his return a secret. He had come back a week early to surprise you and he had told no one so he could spend the week with you with no interruptions, but desperate times. “Chris got back early to surprise me, his plane landed at like four in the morning.”

“Great, do you-”

“Mom,” you frowned, “did you not hear what I just said? His plane landed at like four in the morning, he’s exhausted and he needs some sleep. Just-” you ran a hand through your hair; your stress levels were starting to build up. “Finish-” Chris snatched your phone out of your hand before you could say anymore.

“Hi Mom,” Chris greeted your mom, smiling at you even though you were frowning at him. “Thank you, it’s really good to be home. Can’t say I miss your daughter’s angry face though,” he poked your side and your lips quirked slightly. “Don’t worry, I’m more than happy to watch Olive. No, it’s fine. I’m sure she’ll be more than happy to take a nap with me,” he joked then chuckled at something your mom said. “Sure, we’ll talk to you later.” With a smile, he hung up.

“You didn’t have to do that,” you told him as he put the phone down on the kitchen counter. “I know you’re exhausted.” He shrugged nonchalantly. “She’s not your responsibility, Chris. She’s my sister and-” He cut you off with a quick peck on your lips.

“She’s going to be my sister when I marry you,” he whispered, pressing his forehead against yours; you smiled at the thought of him proposing after being together for four years. “Relax, okay? I know I said I was going to sleep while you were at your meeting, but I can sleep when I’m dead.” You chuckled at that. “C'mon,” he took your hand and led you out of the kitchen and into the living room. “She thinks you’re mad at her and I know you’re not, so go tell her that.”

Olive was still sitting on the couch with her eyes glue to the television, but you could tell from the guilty look on her face that she hadn’t been watching Tom&Jerry. You and Chris stood in the archway and watched her; you were yet to decide if you were upset with her. It didn’t take you long to decide because this was your baby sister, no matter what she did or said- there wouldn’t be a day where you wouldn’t have a soft spot for her.

“Are you mad at me?” Olive sheepishly asked, looking over at you. You sighed with a small smile as you made your way over to her. “I’m really sorry, Sissy. I know you had a big meeting today, I just didn’t-” You knelt down in front of her as her pretty brown eyes welled with tears. “I’m so sorry,” she started to cry.

“Don’t be, sweet pea.” You took her small hands in yours. “It’s only a meeting, okay?” You lied to her, “I can always reschedule.” You pulled one hand away and lifted her chin with your index finger. “Don’t cry, sweetheart. It’s not important, it’s just a meeting. You’re okay,” you brushed her tears away with your hand.

“But Mom and Dad both said that it’s important,” she sniffled. “They said it’s about big movie deal and that if you miss it, you’re going to lose the job and get into big trouble with your agent. I knew that and I still came, I’m so sorry. I’m going to ruin your career,” she wept and your heart ached.

“She’s not going to miss her meeting, bug.” Chris walked over and sat down next to Olive, wrapping a comforting arm around her small frame. “Don’t worry, she’s going to go to her meeting and you’re going to hang out with me. It’s okay,” he gently rubbed her arm. “Hey,” he said and she looked up at him, sniffling. “Your sister’s career is not that easy to ruin, she’s dating a dumb dork and she’s still one of the highest ranking actresses in Hollywood.” He joked, drawing soft giggles from Olive, and a chuckle from you. “There’s that smile,” he poked her cheek and her giggles became louder.

“Why don’t you tell us why you ditched school?” You asked and saw her facials contorted with angst. “We can’t help you if you don’t tell us, Olive.” You told her when she looked hesitant to tell you and Chris; she glanced between the both of you, chewing on the inside of her cheek.

“You’re friends with Captain America for a reason, bug.” Chris whispered in her ear and she managed a small smile. “Whatever it is, I promise you that I will do everything in my power to protect you. Just tell us what happened,” he gently urged.

Her head dropped and she whispered softly, “everybody thinks I’m weird.” She looked up and continued, “they all think it’s impossible that I’m your sister. Nobody believes me when I tell them, they say that we are nothing alike and that I’m lying when I say I know you and Chris. But I’m not lying, Sissy.” She lowered her gaze and mumbled to herself, “I’m not lying.”

“I know you’re not,” you chuckled softly, lifting her chin so you could meet her gaze. “How can it be a lie when we’re right in front of you?” She smiled when you booped her nose. “Baby, people are going to say what they’re going to say. You can’t stop that, but you can stop letting it affect you. It doesn’t matter what they think because you are my sister and you do know us.”

“Yeah,” Chris nodded. “You’re the one that gets to come to our premieres, you’re the one that gets to hang out on our sets, you’re the one I carry on my shoulders at football games and have tickle fights with.” He reminded her, playfully tickling her sides and making her laugh. “Not your school mates,” he told her, smiling. “So who cares what they think? They’re just jealous they don’t have the same opportunities you do. Just keep your head up, play it cool, and it’ll blow over soon.”

“Yeah,” you agreed. “And if it doesn’t, I think Captain America and I can drop by and pick you up after school one day.” You suggested and she looked between the two of you with a wide grin. “Can’t we, Cap?” You winked at him and he winked back, nodding. “That’ll show them, won’t it?” You asked Olive and she nodded excitedly. “But you have to promise me something if you want that to happen.”

“Anything,” she nodded.

“Don’t ever do something like this again,” you told her with slightly narrowed eyes and she lowered her gaze sheepishly. “What if something happened to you on your way here, Olive? You’re eight years old, someone could’ve just grabbed you off the street.” You scolded. “This was a very stupid thing to do, you know that right?”

“I know, but-” she looked up, trying to argue but was cut off by your glare; Chris pressed his lips together, suppressing his smile because it seemed like that glare of yours worked on anyone. “I know,” she mumbled, lowering her gaze once more. “I won’t do it again, Sissy.”

“Good,” you softened your facials. “To be honest, I’m more impressed than upset. How on earth did you find your way here by yourself?” You asked as you rose to your feet; your eyes narrowed when you saw your boyfriend and your sister share a knowing smile. “Is that why your bagel run took so long, because you drove two hours to pick her up?”

“No, it took so long because the line was ridiculously long,” he stuck with his story and you shot him a weary look. “And I had to wait for Scott to drop her off,” he added then pressed his lips together. “What?” He chuckled when you scoffed. “She texted me and told me she didn’t want to go to school, I mean- have you ever seen me say no to you Y/L/N ladies? Scott was in that area so I asked if he could pick her up and drop her off.”

“How did you know Chris was coming back?” You asked Olive.

“Because he told me he was coming home early to surprise you,” she giggled. “He’s also-”

“Uh uh,” Chris cut her off, laughing, his hand over her mouth. “You’ve said too much already.”

“What are you talking about?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Nothing,” Chris smiled. “You should go get ready for your meeting, don’t you also have some emails and whatnots to attend to?” He quizzed and you nodded, narrowing your eyes at his odd behavior. “Go on,” he beckoned his head towards your home office. “We’ll be fine, we’re just going to watch some Tom&Jerry. Right, Olive?” He asked her and she nodded, noising agreement into his hand.

“Whatever,” you chuckled softly and made your way into the home office.

In the living room, Chris and Olive discussed out of your earshot. “She has no clue you’re going to propose, does she?” Olive asked her soon-to-be brother-in-law, giggling. “I am so excited!” She squealed, hopping off the couch. “When are you going to do it? Can I see the ring? Please, Chris? Can I see it?” She jumped up and down; Chris laughed and rose to his feet, picking her up with one arm and spinning her.

“How about you quiet down before you ruin the surprise?”


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Like She’s Mine (part fifteen) - Stiles Stilinski

here it is, you’ve all been waiting and I’m proud to present… fifteen.  the wedding.  the blowout.  boom.  here she is, the final part! i love how into this story you guys were and you were so sweet and i know i had your hearts in my hands and i just shattered them repeatedly.  but i’m honored to have had the chance to do so.  thanks @dumbass-stilinski @writing-obrien and @sincerelystiles for all the support and telling me my angst was hurting you, it means a lot.  and HUGE THX AND HUGS AND KISSES FOR LIL MADI ( @celestial-writing​ ) for playing the part as the adorable little girl featured in this series.  u rock girly i love you so so much <3 enjoy guys and happy easter if that’s your thing


warnings: mentions of sex, asshole theo, angsty asf, heartbreaking tbh, swearing, super long, slightly abusive theo

word count: 8601 (YES!)

Originally posted by satninlove


(the day of the wedding)

“Oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god” Allison was running frantically around as I sat on a stool in the small bridal area.  A whole room just for the bride and her bridesmaids.  Lydia was applying a finishing clear coat of nail polish over my french manicure as Allison was losing her shit.  I could tell that she wanted to run her fingers through her hair, but didn’t want to ruin the beautiful braid that was pinned over the top of her head.

“Would you stop freaking out?” The girl I had briefly known, Malia, said.  She walked up to the brunette and rubbed her shoulders awkwardly.

“No! I’m getting married! What if I mess up? What if I forget my vows? Oh my god what if I fall-”

“Alli, calm, you’re so graceful” Kira’s sweet voice rang.“Yeah, and the last night you were reciting your vows in your sleep.  Trust me I think you’ll do great” I assured.

“Don’t move” Lydia scolded.

“And what about him? What if he messes up? What if he- oh my god guys what if he doesn’t want to-”

“He wants to” Malia stated bluntly, not letting Allison finish.  She looked over at me, and I smiled with raised brows.  She smiled at me too, rolling her eyes slightly and I chuckled.

“Don’t move” Lydia muttered again.  There were three knocks on the door, which Kira happily skipped to answer it.  She cracked it open just a peek, so no one would see the beautiful bride.

“No, no Stiles you can’t come in-” I looked over upon hearing his name.  I could hear his voice, but not whatever he was saying.  “No you can’t-”

“What does he want?” Allison asked, walking over to the door.

“NO HE CAN’T SEE YOUR DRESS!” Kira flipped, a side I haven’t seen of the petite girl.  Allison just laughed and raised a dismissive hand.  But she walked away from the door anyways.  “He wants to talk to y/n” My eyes widened and my lips parted at what she said.

“He does?” I stood up, and Lydia mumbled a string of curses.  I looked over to Allison, who gave me a beautiful smile.

“Go on, we’ve got ten minutes before the ceremony” She said softly.  I nodded shakily, clenching my fingers against my palms.

“Thanks Alli” i whispered, barely brushing my lips against her cheek as I went to the door.“Oh, young love” I heard her say to the other girls, which just made them laugh.  I put my hand on the closed doorknob.  I took in a deep breath, and opened it.  Swiftly stepping out and closing it behind me.

“y/n”

“Stiles” I didn’t know what to do, or say.  It’s been so long, too long really.

“I wanted to check on you, make sure everything was alright” I sucked in my bottom lip and nodded my head.  “You sure?” I didn’t answer the second time.

“Are you?” I whispered.  He shrugged his shoulders.

“I’m alright.  How’s Madi?” She’s good.

“She misses you” What? Mouth! That is not what brain told you to say!

“She does?” Oh no, no I knew what this was.  He was trying to prod me into telling him that I missed him.  But I wasn’t going to play that game.

“Yeah she does.  To be honest I don’t think she likes Theo as much” I said.  Stiles’ jaw set and his eyes hardened.

“What?”

‘I think she likes you better than hi-”

“He’s here? With her? W-with you?”

“With her” I said softly.  “Not me, simply platonic so she can have a father figure in her life-”

“How long?”

“About three days” He nodded, and put his hands into his trousers.

“Well… well good she has that” I nodded, biting my cheek hard to keep a straight face.  I distracted myself by fixing Stiles’ crooked bow tie, being carefully of my still drying fingernails.

“Yes it is” I replied.  Silence washed over the small hallway and I stared at the now fixed tie.  I smoothed out the nonexistent wrinkles on his shoulders.

“y/n I still love you” I smiled sadly at him, and he gave me a defeated look, slightly slumping.

“I still love you too” I said quietly.  “But I can’t focus on that right now, today is about Allison and Scott” Stiles barely nodded his head.

“But we’ll talk?” He asked hopefully.

“Of course” I replied in a hushed tone.  “I have to get back to my bride now.  She’s going crazy in there” Stiles chuckled and I stepped back slightly.  “Scott holding up though?”

“Oh no, he cried a few times.  He was still crying when I left” I laughed and he smiled crookedly.

“Well tell him his bride is waiting to see him at the alter” Stiles nodded and pretended to tip his hat.

“Of course madam” I smiled and reached for the door, but before he could move away I stepped forward and hesitantly stood in front of him.  I looked in his eyes before leaning forward and pressing a small kiss on the corner of his mouth.

“See you in a bit” I said, and he nodded, staying silent as I opened the door.  When I walked in and closed the door, everyone was just staring at me with knowing smiles.

“Did you all eavesdrop?” I shook my head, wondering just who could be behind that… just kidding it was definitely Allison.

(Stiles’ pov)

“She said she still loved me though, and she kissed me” I finished telling Scott about my encounter with y/n/.

“Did you see Allison? What’d she look like? Was she beautfu- dumb question of course she was” He smiled to himself, and I gave him a bewildered look.  I spun to see Danny.

“Can you believe him? I don’t think he listened to a word I just said” I shook my head.

“Don’t feel bad.  I wasn’t listening either” He replied and I groaned.

“I listened-”

“Butt out Liam.  Didn’t your parents ever teach you it was rude to listen to other people’s conversations?” I said.  He walked away.

“I was listening to you” Mason said, messing with the buttons on his jacket.

“When can we get drinks?” Isaac asked.  I rolled my eyes as he plopped down into a chair.

“At the reception” I said monotone.“

But that’s not until seven!” He groaned.  I ignored him this time.

“Do you want my advice?” Mason asked me, and I nodded eagerly.  Finally, real girl advice.

“Ever have a girlfriend who likes to do things her way and all you want to do is help but she doesn’t trust you?”

“Dude.  I’m gay”

“O-oh” I stumbled.  Oops.  “Well has he ever..?” I asked again.

“No, we’re usually pretty open and know when and how to ask for help” He said.  “But I don’t think she doesn’t trust you”

“How can you say that? Have you even met her?” I asked.

“You’re the one asking for my advice” He said, putting his hands up.  “And no, I haven’t met her, only heard about her from you guys.  And from what it sounds like, she’s got a lot going on.  I’m sure she’ll come to you when she’s ready, and from what it sounds like, she just did”

“No, she’s with Theo now” I mumbled down to my hands.

“Damnit Stiles that’s not what she said” Scott groaned.  He looked irritated, definitely fed up with all of the drama I’m giving him.  “This is what you do, you overthink things before things can even be definite.  This is why you have all these problems, you act before you finish whatever’s even happening” I just stood in silence as Scott went off on me.  I didn’t know what to say.He was right though.

“So… so have I already ruined it with y/n?” Scott shrugged, palms up and brows raised.  Meaning he didn’t know, and he didn’t care.  At the moment anyways.  I know he cared for y/n too, and me of course.  I was the runner up bride if Allison had said no.  At least I think it was…

“Scoot?” All the heads in the room turned to where the flower girl was standing in the doorway.  I grinned and Madi ran over to me, a few petals falling out of her basket.

“Well aren’t you the prettiest girl here?” I said, kneeling down to hug her.  y/n and Allison really did a good job.  She had on this sky blue dress that poofed at the waist line, a darker colored ribbon tied in a bow on her back.  Her hair was brushed, but nothing was done to it.  It was adorable, I had to say.

“I came to say goo- good luck!” I grinned at her and ruffled up her hair.

“Good luck to you too little girl” I respond.

“Mama said after we can dance!” She said, jumping with excitement.

“Yeah? You excited to dance?” I asked, and she nodded eagerly.  “Alright so if you’re really good today, and I mean exceptionally make your mother proud good, then I will save you a very special dance” Her eyes rounded with amusement.

“A-a special dance?” I nodded, and her smile only grew further.  “Okay! I’ll be extra good! I promise daddy!” The room was silent for a few moments before she giggled and threw her arms around my neck.

“Alright alright, you go back to where you were, we have a wedding to get to soon” She nodded, and I watched out the door as she walked back across the hall, knocking on the door to the girls’ room.  It opened, and Kira gave Madi a delighted smile before stooping over to lift her up.  When she was safely back inside I closed the door and turned.  Only to find four pairs of eyes on me.  “What?”

“She’s still calling you daddy” Scott said.  I felt my face get hot and instantly I was fiddling with my fingers.

“Ye-yeah I guess I dunno” I mumbled again.

“Dude” Scott grinned at me.  “That means things with you and y/n are totally fixable” My head shot up as I stared at him with nothing but hope.  “If she’s preferring you over Theo, how long do you think it’ll be before y/n just cuts off Madi and his’ relationship? Not long.  She’ll see, y/n’s a smart girl she’ll see where Madi’s loyalty and love lies”

“A-are you serious?”

“Don’t you think y/n will want what’s best for Madi?”

“Of course, we all do” I responded easily.

“And who do you think’s the better man?” Scott questioned.

“Hell, even I’m better” Isaac said.  He pulled a flask out of the inside pocket of his suit jacket, taking a long swig.  I snorted and rolled my eyes.

“Just think about the logic here Stiles” Scott said.  “But don’t even try to ruin my wedding” I was smiling so much I could barely even hear what he was saying.There was still a chance.  I still had a chance.  With y/n, with Madi.  I can fix all of this.

When we left the room, Scott walking into the large room, all the way up to stand at the altar, I bounced on my feet a little.  y/n came out, and she took my hand immediately.

“Nervous?” She asked, and I glanced all over.  Behind us, Lydia and Mason.  Then Kira and Liam, then Malia and Isaac, who seemed to be sharing his flask.  Please don’t go wrong, please don’t go wrong…

“Maybe a little” I admitted to her, and she squeezed my hand.

“Mama!” Madi bounced up to us, holding her basket and her once messy hair seemed to have been combed through since last  saw her.

“You remember what you have to do?” y/n asked her, and she nodded her head.

“Behind Mali” She said.  I chuckled at how she couldn’t say Malia’s name properly.

“That’s right” y/n said with an award winning smile.

“Here, you can come stand with me” Malia said, shoving the alcohol containing vessel to Isaac.  Madi happily skipped over to the short haired girl and too her hand.  Everyone smiled at Malia, who seemed to have no idea what to do.  She didn’t seem like the type to have a lot of experience with kids.

“How was Scott doing?”

“Ship wreck.  Allison?”

“Car crash”

“Good, they’ll do great” I said and she laughed, carefully tucking her hair behind her ear.

“OH MY GOD THE BOUQUETS!” We all watched as Lydia sprinted, in her designer heels, back into the room, and came out with her arms full of white roses tied at their stems with blue ribbon.  “Here… here… for you… here…” She handed them out, making sure all the bridesmaids carefully held them, then went back to her spot behind us.

“That was a close one.  What would we have done without flowers” Liam said sarcastically.  Lydia whipped around, nearly hitting people with her flaming hair.

“Listen you little snot” She spat sassily.  “If we were unprepared for Alli’s big day, if you even get your shoe untied Liam, I will personally see to it that you are removed from the premises with sheer and brute force.  You will not be attending the reception, you will not even put up a fight.  You will go home, in your spiderman underpants seeing that we rented the tux for you, and you will tell your mother all about how you ruined my best girlfriend, my sister’s wedding.  Do.  You.  Under.  Stand?” 

Liam looked petrified.  But he nodded his head vigorously.

“Good” Lydia said cheerfully with a sweet smile.  When she turned back to face forward, y/n and I quickly looked away.  She squeezed my hand tightly when we heard the music begin to play.  Soft piano keys echoing throughout the building.

“Don’t do anything stupid and get kicked out” She whispered to me, and I cast a glance toward her as she stared ahead at the closed double doors.  Just behind those doors, my brother stood at the end of the aisle, waiting to see his bride to be.  I stared at y/n, how long her lashes looked and how bright the makeup made her eyes appear.  Her lips were a rosy pink, as were her cheeks.  She must’ve felt me staring because they darkened slightly as she looked over to me.  “Cause if you get kicked out and I’m left here by myself, I might go insane” I smiled at her genuinely and she smiled back.  I squeezed her hand and she squeezed back.  I took it as a silent promise to stick together today.

The doors opened.

(your pov again)

The doors opened.

There was Scott, way down there, he seemed miles away, but really he was just a good twelve steps.  I looked over the crowd , seeing a few familiar faces.  A few of Allison’s family members, Mason’s boyfriend Corey, Danny and Ethan who I remember briefly from high school, a few of Scott’s family members on the other side, and Theo, who smirked at me as I caught his eye.  They were all standing, staring at us.  I swallowed thickly, and Stiles squeezed my hand again.

“You’re good” He whispered, and then the music lifted, and it was our time to walk.  My arm hooked into Stiles’ and I gripped my bouquet tightly.  We slowly made our way down the white aisle, and I did my best to ignore the stares from everyone around us.  When I glanced down, the flowers were trembling.  A few moments later, we’d arrived.  Stiles gave me a reassuring look, patting my hand softly as we parted, and each stood on opposite sides of the alter.  Scott smiled to each of us.  I watched anxiously as Lydia walked up with Mason, taking a spot next to me.  Then Kira, and then Malia.

Madi bounced out next, smiling so big as she swung her little basket around eagerly.  She grabbed a handful, handing it to Corey who was stood on the end seat of an aisle.  He chuckled and took it, thanking her quietly.  She did this again to the woman across the aisle a little ways.  She continued to hand a bunch of bundles of petals handing them out to people standing at the ends of the pews.  Until she reached us.  SHe smiled big and waved at me.

“Hi mommy!” She whispered.

“Hi Madi” I whispered back, waving gently as well.  She reached in, grabbing a few petals and handing them to Scott.

“Get her Scoot” She said, earning more delighted laughter from the audience.  Scott took the petals and tucked them into his pants pocket.

“Thank you Madi” She nodded and pranced over to her spot right in front of me.

That’s when Allison came up to the door.  I looked over at Scott, who was smiling and tearing up.  He whispered something to Stiles, who smiled and nodded his head.  I watched as Chris walked Allison, as he walked my best friend, down the aisle.  When she’d arrived, I had tears in my eyes.

Her dress was just stunning, which I already knew but somehow this hit me harder.  It was a sweetheart neckline.  The silky material fell down to her feet, and trailed back behind her.

Don’t cry, Lydia will be mad if you ruin your makeup.  She mouthed to me, and I wiped away the few tears that had fallen onto my cheeks.

It was difficult to not cry as they promised to love each other in sickness and in health, and so on.  Madi had scooted over towards me, wrapping her arms around my shin, her fingers every once in awhile reaching up to play with the hem of my dress.

“Your vows?” The priest said, and Scott nodded.  He took both of Allison’s hands and smiled at her.  She gave him a watery smile back.

“Allison Celeste Argent” He said softly.  “I have loved you since the moment I first saw you.  Yes, I was the loser who fell in love with the new girl in school” A small chuckled erupted from that.  “And since I grew the courage to talk to you- God knows how that happened you made me a nervous wreck- but since then, this is all I wanted.  To be together, to stay together.  You accepted me, and my weird friends” He gave a look to Stiles.  “And every time I kiss you, and hold your hand, and talk to you, and tell you how much I love, because it’s so much, it feels like the first time.  Every time I look at you, my heart still races, whether you’re here, standing in front of me, as my bride, or in the mornings when you’re half asleep at the table in old sweatpants and drinking the most bitter coffee, and Allison, you are just as beautiful, no matter what you do, no matter what you wear.  And you’re smart, you always beat me at monopoly! EVen though I’m still convinced you cheat somehow” More chuckles from the people.  “But I’m still going to love you the same, even if you do cheat.  I want to spend my whole life, with you”

I went against my better judgement and let a few tears slip.

“I love you too” Allison whispered back, wiping her eyes with her fingertips as not to ruin her makeup.  

“Do you have vows, ms Argent?” She nodded, sniffling quietly and cupping her hands around his face for a moment before holding onto his hands again.

“Scott McCall, I have so many things to tell you that none of these people want to hear.  You’re caring, I’ve never seen someone so committed to helping people, even when it goes against your better judgement, even when it keeps you up all night, even when it gives you headaches, but I find you still working.  It’s so noble of you.  I love how sweet you are, even to the most jack- even to the people who don’t deserve it.  I love how great you are with my crazy friends..” She looked at me, and I winked.  “I love how it took you a few tries to pass my father’s crazy test so you could date me, and I love how great you are with Madi…” Allison bit her lips for a moment.  “And I hope that someday we’ll have a Madi of our own a-and I hope she’s just like you” I could see tears in her eyes again, and quite frankly I was holding back my own sobs.  “I have never been prouder than I am today to call myself your wife” Good god, at this point, of you weren’t crying, you didn’t have a heart.  I could even feel tears in Madi’s eyes run onto my leg… but she was probably bored of standing here for so long.

“The rings?” The priest asked.  Stiles stepped forward, and handed the small pillow where the wedding bands sat, down to Madi.  She held it excitedly, and handed the pretty one to Allison (probably because it’s pretty rather it was the one designed for her).

“Thank you dear” She said sweetly, and passed it to Scott.

“You’re welcome Alli!” She yelled, the excitement getting to her.  But Allison giggled as Madi handed the other ring to Allison as well.  I bit back my laugh in a smile as I realized Madi had handed both of the rings to Allison.  “Ha-happy true loves day Alli and Scoot” She said, making the room fill with laughter and ‘awes’ again.  

“Come here baby” I said softly, as not to be heard by everyone.  Madi gave the pillow back to Stiles, and waddled back to hold onto my leg.

Scott slid the ring onto Allison’s finger, and she did the same for him, both of them bearing big, sappy and sweet grins.

“Congratulations, Mr and Mrs McCall, you may now kiss the bride!”

And with that, everyone was cheering as Allison tugged him in placing her lips happily on his.  Their first kiss as a married couple.  I clapped, and pulled Madi up on my hip, letting her hold my bouquet of flowers.  Everyone was up and standing, clapping and cheering louder as their kiss turned into five.  I grinned over at Stiles, who looked just as proud as I felt.  He was walking over to me, past the happy couple, and reaching out for Madi.  But I felt arms wrap around my waist.  I turned, my eyes landing on Theo.

“Th-Theo wow you surprised m-”

I was cut off when his lips covered mine.

“What the- what are you doing?” I shrieked, pulling away and instantly setting Madi back down on the ground.

“What? We’re celebrating!” Theo grinned.  I looked around, seeing most people filing out of the room, backs turned to the alter. At least not everyone saw this outburst.  Thankfully they couldn’t have heard it, too much cheering as Allison and Scott ran out of the church hand in hand.

“Come on Madi” I spun around to see Lydia lifting up Madi with the basket full of miniature bubble wands.

“I’m going to go help my daughter” I said, getting away from Theo as fast as I could.  But as soon as I’d turned, I saw Stiles.  He was a few feet away, people moving around him to leave the building, but he didn’t bother to move.  Just stood there staring at me.  He seemed… disappointed.  “Stiles-” I held out my hand and began to walk down towards him, but he shook his head, and stepped back.

Then turned, and walked away.

“Lydia!” I called, racing down to her.  She was near the doorway, just behind Stiles but he didn’t bother to stick around.  The strawberry blonde turned and grinned at me, and Madi clapped upon seeing me.  “Hi sweetie” I said in the tone only saved for her.  “Come on, let’s go blow some bubbles” I said, putting my hand on Lydia’s back and guiding her quickly out of the door.

“Hey, what’s going on?” Lydia asked me quietly.

“Mama what about Da- him?” Madi pointed back to where I could see a familiar head of gelled blonde hair, and I rolled my eyes.

“He’s going to meet us there” I said, trying not to grit my teeth.  Madi seemed content with that answer, if she really understood what I’d even said.  Luckily Lydia seemed to read my mind, and distracted Madi quickly with the bubbles.

“Look you just put it up to your lips and blow!” I zoned out as she taught her the proper way to blow bubbles.  All that I could see was Stiles’ heartbroken look from earlier.  It was permanently engraved into my mind.  I tried to focus, I tried to smile as Madi had successfully, and finally blew a bunch of bubbles, but I was too deep on my own head.  I didn’t know I was staring down at the sidewalk until I felt a tug on my arm and looked up to see Lydia pulling on me gently.  “You ready to go?” She asked in a gentle tone. I wondered if she could tell o wasn’t okay.  I answered in a shaky nod, unable to speak.

“Mama?” Madi reached out to me, and I slowly took her into my arms, letting her rest on my hip.

“Come on, why don’t we go” Lydia spoke again, and I nodded, hesitantly following her out into the parking lot.  Allison and Scott were long gone, wherever they were going to spend those few hours of peace and being newlyweds.  I figured Stiles had left already too, I didn’t see his jeep anywhere.

“Did Stiles leave?” I asked Lydia.  Her brows knit together, and I knew that she’d pieced together the events of the past ten minutes.

“Yeah, a little bit ago” She told me quietly.


I don’t know why I wasn’t having fun, it was a party, you’re supposed to have fun.  Its natural instinct.  But I also didn’t feel the need to try to have fun.  The reception hall was decorated beautifully, streamers, white tablecloths with fake candles set in the middle of them, only a few lights were on.  Allison was currently dancing with her father, a tradition for the bride.  Madi was playing with Malia Kira and Danny a few tables away but perfectly in my view.  Scott was sitting a few people away from me, and Stiles right next to him.  Only one person sat between the two of us, Lydia.  Given I asked her to sit here.  I was quiet, a plate of half eaten food in front of me.  Scott Lydia and Isaac were having an animated discussion about the honeymoon the newlyweds were having.  London, they were going to London.  I envied them so much.

But Stiles and, we were the only silent ones.  It made me sick to the stomach.  How did I manage to mess this up already? Three months, I waited three months for our small interaction earlier, and not two hours later, we were back to giving each other the silent treatment.  I hadn’t had the chance to talk to anyone about it, I’d barely spoken three words to Allison since I got here.  My eyes were stuck to my glass of champagne.  I couldn’t remember if I drank it of it or not, it looked somewhat full, but perhaps I had taken a sip? Didn’t matter anyways.  The yellow colored liquid made me want to throw up.

In fact, everything my eyes landed on made me want to puke.  The dry piece of steak sitting on my plate, a faw pieces of it missing from where I’d eaten a mere three bites.  The empty plates of my friends’ meals, just some sauce and scraps left on it.  I wanted to go home, I wanted to put on an old tee shirt, crawl under the covers, and stay there.  Forever.  But that would make me a terrible friend, and just about the worst maid of honor ever.  So I continued to let myself feel flushed and nauseous.  Time passed as did bodies, and soon other people were dancing to a more upbeat song.  I think ALlison came back to our table, I think that’s why Scott got up and left but I couldn’t register anything very well.  That’s when shapes and colors began to all blur together.

“y/n, hey y/n?” I lifted my head and looked over to see Lydia shaking my shoulder as gently as she could.  “Honey you look sick did you eat too much?” Her eyes landed on my plate, that had my food on it for nearly half an hour.  “Come on, come with me” Her arms wrapped around my shoulders and she helped me stand.  “Do you feel sick?” I shrugged, looking around the busy room.  Yes, yes I did.  But I wasn’t going to say that to her.  If she made me leave, Allison would be heartbroken.  I felt a third hand on my arm, and looked over to see Stiles, still sitting in his seat, gently grasping my wrist.  He was staring up at me with eyes that made me want to cry.

Great, on top of wanting to puke, now I was gonna have a breakdown.

He said something to Lydia, and she gave me an uneasy look but nodded her head, and Stiles’ arms replaced hers.

“Come on” He spoke softly, and I let him walk me to the door.  The cool night air felt good when we went outside.  I was instantly able to let out a long breath I didn’t know I’d been holding in.  I wandered over to the wall, leaning my back against it and closing my eyes, trying to keep my breathing steady.  I could hear Stiles stand next to me, but I stayed silent.  Once my eyes finally opened, and I wasn’t feeling sick from my surroundings, he spoke.  “What happened?” I looked at Stiles, my expression blank.

“So now we’re talking? I almost puke and we talk again?” His gentle look fell slightly.

“y/n I was worried I thought you were going to have an anxiety attack or something-”

“No, no I’m going inside I don’t want to do this” I said, walking towards the door but Stiles stepped in front of me.

“But you said we’d talk” He said brokenly.  I avoided his eyes, looking absolutely anywhere else.  “y/n come on-”

“No” I said as monotone as I could manage.

“y/n-”

“No” I reached around him towards the door handle and surprisingly he didn’t push me away.

“Just tell me- just-” I waited as he stumbled over all of his words.  Stiles let out a defeated sigh, and stepped out of my way.  I waited a few more moments, but when he didn’t do anything, I turned the handle.  “Just tell me that you and Theo aren’t together now…” His voice was merely a whisper behind me, but I caught it.  Oh how my blood boiled.  I whipped around.

“Not that it’s any of your business Stiles, seeing that you told me you loved me then dropped out of my life for three months, but the second that another guy kisses me, or shows a mere interest, you’re all over it like the fucking alpha male you’ve been acting like!”

“y/n that’s not fair-”

“And it’s fair to ditch me when I needed you?” SIlence fell over us, and my chest was heaving.  Anger, disappointment, all brewing in my head.  But there was still that small spark of hope.  Please Stiles, please say the right thing, please don’t make me walk away.

“So it’s true? You’re with Theo now?”

God I wished I had a glass of something to splash it on his face.  This seemed like the proper time to do something like that.

“Sometimes Stiles, you’re a fucking idiot” I said slowly, shaking my head and turning around to go back inside.  When the door shut, I turned again, watching, and again hoping he’d burst in, tell me not to be with Theo (although i wasn’t), tell me he loves me and wants better for me, that he’d be better for me.  It sounded so romantically cliche in my head.

But after a minute of waiting, I felt I’d waited one minute too long.  Three months, three days, and one minute, and I had officially waited too long for Stiles Stilinski.  Is this the part where I try to move on?

It sounded dreadful.


I’d successfully sat at the table by myself looking like a loner for a whole hour.  This was a new record.  I mentally high fived myself and missed.  Yeah, my head was messed up like this for an entire sixty minutes.  While Scott and Allison were slow dancing to a fast song that made everyone else jump around in beautiful gowns and bare feet, I was sulking in my own self pity.  I amused myself by seeing if I could count all the bubbled in my glass of champagne.  I was currently at seventy six, but I think I counted the big one twice.

But I perked up when I heard a familiar burst of giggles.  I even smiled genuinely when I saw Madi blowing bubbles with Malia Kira Danny and Ethan.  They were all clapping and grinning, laughing with her as she proudly blew more bubbles.  My heart lifted from where it had sunk low in my chest.  At least someone was enjoying themselves.  And Madi was always capable of making a bad situation better in a  matter of seconds.  I watched for a few more minutes as she skipped and danced a little to the music, making the group of people light up with joy.

Theo caught my eye, making my smile falter a little as he walked towards my daughter and her new friends.  He almost walked past them, but I saw him stumble a little as his shoe slipped across the floor.  As much as I hoped he would, he didn’t fall.  I stifled a chuckle behind my hand, finding pure joy in his minor trip.  He spun on his heel, glaring at Madi and the others.  His eyes landed on her bubbles in her hand.  He grimaced and snatched it out of her hands.

“Hey-!”

“Stop making a mess!” He yelled, he actually screamed at her over practically nothing.  Even from where I was sitting a few tables away, I could still hear Madi’s whimpers.  I shot up and marched over angrily to the scene.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I asked angrily, trying not to yell, but I still got the attention of other people around us.

“Discipline” Theo gritted out, and tried to maneuver around me to grab Madi.  I shoved his shoulder, forcing him away from my daughter.  “What? Dad’s teach lessons” He maliciously shot his hand out towards Madi, and I slapped him across the face.  To me, the echo of the impact echoed in the room.  But only twenty people would have noticed what just happened.

“You are no father to my little girl” I spat out.  He growled at me, and Malia stood up abruptly, walking next to me.

“Turn around before you do something dumb” She warned.  But he pushed her and me, again trying to get at Madi.

“Hey!” Next thing I knew Theo was shoved to the ground on his ass.  I looked wildly over to where Stiles tood in front of Madi, eyes narrowed down towards Theo.

“Stilinski damnit, how many times am I gonna have to kick your ass?”

“You won’t, get out” Stiles muttered.  SOmehow I felt terrified and safe at the same time.

“What makes you think-” Stiles stepped forward.

“You’ve now messed with both of my girls, and if you say another word, you’ll regret me not personally dragging your sorry ass to hell” I swallowed thickly.

“You can’t make me leave Stilinski, Madi’s mine”

“You’re not my daddy!” My eyes widened and I jolted as she raced forward, wrapping her arms around Stiles’ leg.  “He’s my daddy!” Theo scowled, and pushed himself to stand.

“Listen here-”

“Is there a problem?” ANd now Scott was here.  The second Theo saw him, he had to have known he was beat.  But no, he went on like the jackass he was.

“Don’t you have a wife to be fucking?’ Theo spat.

“So there is a problem?” Allison asked, stepping up with her arms crossed.  Even Kira Malia and Danny had circled around him.  I was sure that Theo was either gonna start throwing punches, or make a run for it.  It was silent, people mostly just staring angrily at him.  He almost stepped to run out of the circle of people, but a hand gripped his shoulder.

“How about I take you outside?” Everyone was now staring with wide and curious eyes to where Isaac was gripping onto Theo.

“I can manage on my own-”

“Nope”

We watched still in silence as Isaac pushed Theo away, and out of the door.  Most of the people left, but Allison Scott Stiles and Madi were still standing around with me.

Stiles was the first to do something, scooping up Madi and rushing forward to me all in the same motion.  One arm was around her back as she sat on his waist, the other reached out towards me and I held it in both of mine tightly.  Tears sprung in my eyes and he seemed to notice because he yanked me in close but gently and held onto me tightly.  I looked over at his shoulder to see everyone was in their own little worlds, not noticing what had just happened here.  I held tightly onto him, one arm around him the other around Madi.

“Thank you daddy for protecting me and mommy” She whispered, causing a few tears to leak onto my cheeks.

“Come on, why don’t you go practice your dancing skills, seeing you still owe me a dance” Madi nodded as he set her down on the ground.

“See you soon!” She exclaimed, and scampered off to dance.  I watched for a moment as Scott and Lydia gladly let her jump around by them.

“I’ll go help them teach her to dance properly” Allison said with a soft giggle.  She squeezed my shoulder as I nodded, and walked off.  I turned to Stiles, and I’d barely even even faced him completely when he stepped forward again, and hugged me tightly.  I buried my nose down into the crook of his neck, breathing in deeply and just letting my emotions flood over me.

“I’m not with Theo, I was never with Theo Stiles I love you, you, and just you-” I sucked in a deep breath as I pulled back from him.  “I don’t wanna be with Theo” I whispered, and shook my head.  My hands latched behind his neck as he stared at me, lips parted slightly.  “Not even if it was what’s best for Madi, but I know it isn’t, I know he’s he- he doesn’t make her eyes light up like you, he doesn’t make her laugh, he’s nothing to her, he’s nothing to me besides a piece of shit” Again, I took more breaths.  “And I want that for her, all those good things…” My voice cracked but i kept going anyways.  “You’re the only one for her Stiles, you’re the only one for me”

His hands reached up and cupped my face, pulling me in for a long and passionate kiss.  Stiles tugged me closer and my arms wound around his neck, holding myself against him.

“I love you, god I love you so much” He breathed out, forehead resting against mine.  “y/n I’ve been in love with you since we met and that’s not gonna go away, ever, seriously I’ve tried.  Do you know how hard I’ve tried? To try and move on and find someone better than you? It’s impossible y/n.  Because there is no one better.  But I was the nerd who was stuck loving his best friend” i smiled gently.

“So was I”

“And I was jealous of Theo, of all people, I was.  Because I wasn’t him.  I wasn’t with you that night at Lydia’s party, maybe not doing what he did… but I still wasn’t with you.  I didn’t get… Madi… I wanted to be that guy, not the dick part but the father, I wanted to be the one to be there for you and help you raise her and love her, love her like she’s mine, because y/n all I’ve ever wanted with you is a future, no matter what it holds”

Tears were streaming down my cheeks and he tried to brush them away with the pads of his thumbs but I couldn’t stop crying.

“y/n I love you, I love Madi, and I want you both”

“I love you too” I whispered so quietly it was almost inaudible.  But by the way he smiled I knew he heard it.  “And I’m sorry for what I’ve put you through, especially today” He shook his head, brushing strands of hair behind my ear.

“Don’t be sorry, Theo’s getting the life beat out of him by Isaac.  That makes everything okay”

“And you got the girl Stilinski” I said as he was still brushing a hand through my hair.

“Yeah I got both of them, didn’t I?” He smiled, and I nodded my head.

“You did” I murmured.  He pulled me towards him again, softly placing his lips on mine.

“Took me long enough too” I giggled, holding him tightly as I kissed him between smiles and small bursts of laughter.

(third pov)

“Look at them” Allison whispered to Scott as they danced.  His arms wound around her waist, hers around his neck.  Scott looked over to where her head nodded to, seeing Stiles and y/n holding on to each other and kissing gently.  “Only they could make out without looking like they’re making out” Scott chuckled at that, and looked back down to her.

“This day couldn’t be more perfect” He mused, and she nodded.

“I do agree Mr McCall” Allison said with a small but cheeky smile.

“Wonderful, Mrs McCall” Scott replied, his nose rubbing against hers gently.

(your pov)

“Look at them” Stiles said with a small scoff.  I looked over to Scott and Allison, finding them eskimo kissing.

“Ew” I said, laughing a little.  “They’re already married, just get a room” Stiles laughed with me.

“Come on, come dance with me” He prompted, pulling on my hands.  I nodded, and followed him over to the dance floor.  A few feet away from our married friends.  His arm snaked around my waist, but he still held my one hand.  I left him lead, just spinning slowly around and smiling at each other cause neither of us really knew what we were doing.  I giggled when he stepped on my foot, but he looked mortified.  “I’m sorry- I’m so sorry” His face flushed pink and I just shook my head, then kicked off my heels and stepped up onto his shoes in my bare feet.  I wrapped both of my arms around his neck and his hands fell to my waist.

“There” I said, pecking his lips quickly.  “Much easier, yes?” Stiles nodded and gave me a sheepish smile.  I closed my eyes, pressing my forehead gently against his and then resting my head on his shoulder as we swayed around slowly.  He held me close and it was just a nice silence.  I’ve never felt so calm, so at peace.  Especially when ten minutes ago, I was sure that my life was shattered into pieces that could never be glued back together.

But here I was.  And Stiles was putting the last piece back into the puzzle.  I pulled back from him for a second, looking him in the eye, then raising my hands from where they were draped behind his neck, tangling them softly into his hair on the back of his head.  I tilted forward, softly pressing my lips into his, and closing my eyes tightly.  His hands tightened slightly on my hips as he kissed me back, and I smiled against his lips before he pulled away from me.

“What was that for?” He whispered, and I shrugged a shoulder and shook my head.

“I just don’t want to forget what that feels like” I murmured back.  A short smile pulled on his lips for a moment.

“Yeah well you don’t ever have to” He said, pecking my lips then cheek before pulling me against him again, almost in an embrace.

Our moment was cut short when Madi waddled up, tugging on Stiles’ pant leg and telling him that he owed her a dance.

“It’s- it’s enough true loves with mommy” She said, crossing her arms sassily.  I giggled and released Stiles, slipping back into my heels.  I waved them off to go dance.  I watched as he pulled her up to stand on his feet, just as I had been previously held, and he held her hands.  She was giggling as he danced all around wildly.  I just laughed and walked over to our table for a drink of water.  Surprisingly Allison was standing there as well, looking over the crowd of people.  When she caught me, she grinned and waved me over, so I picked up my pace and went up to her.

“Hiya” SHe said, raising her eyebrows a few times in a suggestive manner.  I blushed instantly as I grabbed my glass.

“Hey” I responded before taking a few drinks.  “How’s your reception going, Mrs McCall?” The brunette chuckled.

“It’s going wonderful, and if my assumptions are correct, you and Stiles are going steady?” I nodded with an uncontainable grin.

“Why yes, yes we are”

“Everything’s sorted out, correct?”

“Correct” I confirmed, smiling even wider.  Allison smiled too, and held her arms out for me to hug her.

“Let’s collectively be proud of each other” I laughed and pulled away, smiling over at where Madi was up in Stiles’ arms, being spun all around.  Allison looked between my line of sight, and she smiled just as I was.  “Hey, I’ve got a little surprise for you” SHe said softly, but the grin that grew on her lips told me it was something huge.

“What is it?” I asked, quirking an eyebrow in curiosity.


I unzipped the back of my dress as I entered my room.  Stiles came right in behind me a few moments later, already in a more comfortable set of clothes.

“Madi go to sleep?” I asked as the dress slipped onto the floor.  Stiles grinned and nodded his head.  I had grabbed a tee shirt from the dresser and turned to face him again.  “Did you have to sing to-” I froze, I didn’t expect him to be standing right there.  “Well hi there” I said with a small smile as his arms circled around my bare waist.

“Mm she’s sleeping” He hummed, dropping his head to plant his lips just below my ear.  I felt myself blush immediately and ran my hands up his chest to grip onto his shoulders.  Stiles seemed to like that because he began to suck gently on that sweet spot that makes me grin.

“You’re sure… she’s asleep?” I asked between breaths.  He bit gently and as soon as I whimpered his tongue ran over the red area, already back to sucking and making it better.

“Mhm” He answered.  I pushed him back and in seconds he’d lifted me up, my legs on either side of his waist and our lips already locking.  

When I fell back onto the bed he pulled his shirt up over his head and settled between my legs, propping himself up slightly on the bed with his elbows.  My hands tangled in his hair and he kissed down from my chin and throat, planting wet kisses down further.  Through the valley of my breasts all the way to just below my belly button and above the hem of my panties.  But I yanked him back up to me for another fast and sloppy wet kiss.  His tongue ran over the seam of my lips and I gladly allowed him entrance, parting my lips and letting our tongues mesh.  It wasn’t so much a fight for dominance, rather exploring each other’s mouths.  He leaned up, and I did as well, both of us sitting on our knees on the mattress.  His arms raised so he could cup my cheeks, then slid down my neck into my shoulders, traveling again down my arms and settling in a comfortable spot on my waist.  I had my hands clasped around the back of his neck, softly brushing into the ends of his hair here and there.

I let go of him, reaching my hands back behind me and Stiles pulled his lips off of mine, watching as I unclasped my bra and let it fall slowly down my arms.  I tossed it to the floor by the bed before looking back up at him.

He hastily shoved me back down to the bed, scattering hickeys in my body once again.


To say I was out of breath would be an understatement.  To say Stiles fucked the daylights out of me would be an understatement as well.  Now I get why some people say you won’t be able to walk properly the next day.

I was currently on my side, curled up against him in nothing but his tee shirt.  Stiles was lying on his back, an arm around me as I snuggled into his chest.  His other arm was across his stomach, our fingers linked on his toned skin.  We’d been laying like this for the past few minutes, just resting under a soft blanket.

“So I have some news from Alli” I hummed, tracing patterns in the slight trail of hair on his chest.

“Hm what?”

“She’s having twins” Stiles’ eyes widened as he looked at me, a big smile on his mouth.

“Wow… really?” I nodded, and he fist pumped the air.  I giggled at his excitement.

“I didn’t think you’d be that thrilled” I said, rolling over slightly but enough to look down at him.

“Well it means I’ll have to be Madi’s favorite now!” I raised my eyebrows in surprise.  “She’ll be so busy with her own little Scotts or Allisons running around the house, that Madi will have to spend the leftover time with me, and like me more!”

“Stiles…” I sighed, and shook my head.  “You’re crazy you know that?” He smiled sheepishly.

“At least I own it” He responded, and craned his neck up to place his lips on mine.  I smiled when we pulled away, and gave him one more quick kiss.

“I love you, you crazy” I said, and he smiled softly, caressing my cheek.

“I love you too” He responded.  I snuggled back into his chest and closed my eyes.  I fell asleep to his hand running up and down my back.

And finally, I’d found that state of mind, the one most people spent their entire lives looking for.  Luckily mine just came in the form of a family.

Originally posted by morgenroete


so i wrote this on a car ride back home for the holidays, and i legit cried when i finished and my family was just kinda awkwardly going ‘it’s ok… it’s… it’s ok..’ but it’s not, so many good things happened in here.  Theo got his ass kicked, Scallison got married, madi and y/n got the family they rightfully deserved, it all made a full circle and everyone (minus that lying ass bitch manipulative abusive theo) and I just want you all to know i love you all so much

and that is why i will be making you an epilogue :)

tagged: @morganschiebel @celestial-writing @bunnyboo10154 @imissyoualittlemoreeveryday @almondmilkislove @kindfloweroflove @taegdcl1018 @peter-andhislostgirls

love you ~ jordie

Baby Liam| Scott McCall x Reader x Liam Dunbar

Part 1| Series

Requested: Yes

Pairings: Scott McCall x Reader

Prompt: Liam and the reader have a mother/son bond, ironically, Liam turns into a two year old and Y/N tries finding out with the help of the pack how to turn him back to his normal self, or his normal age. 

Warnings: Nothing yet, my loves…


Originally posted by iaindcastecker

You rolled over coughing up some blood, “Is that the best you got, Hale?” You challenged, getting up and wiping off some blood with the back of your hand. You smirked as he raised his eyebrows, welcoming the challenge. He sped to you, grabbing your throat into his hands and lifting you up, the both of you too focused in the training to notice that the rest of the pack had already made their way in.

 With a growl, Liam and Scott went over to help you. Liam attacking Derek, as Scott made sure you were okay. You swatted his hands away and ran to Liam and Derek where you jumped on Liam’s back and covered his eyes. Sometimes you acted without thinking, must be a sign that you’ve been hanging out with Scott and Stiles too much. 

 “It’s ok Liam, we were just sparring. I’m fine.” You whispered hoping the smallest beta would calm down. “You should’ve just told them about our sessions.” Derek mumbled rubbing his throat and glaring at everyone making you sigh, “They wouldn’t have let me, they think I could get hurt, which is why I should learn to defend myself.” You said rolling your eyes. “You know, we’re right here.” Stiles sarcastic remark brought you back to reality as he flared his hands around looking at you in disbelief. You scoffed, “Let’s just get this meeting over with.”


 ***


 You made your way back home with Scott, and immediately ran to the bed, taking up all the space. “You’re taking up all the space baby.” Scott chuckled, moving you a little to crawl into bed with you and cuddle you. You mumbled some incoherent stuff under your breath making Scott sigh, “Can we please talk about what happened today?” You groaned and sat up abruptly, “You can either support my decision or watch in the sidelines, which one is it?” “Is there another option?” He questioned smiling but stopped once he saw your glowing eyes, “Oh…wow, ok. I choose the first one.” He said stumbling over his words. 


***


 Morning came around and you were getting ready when you heard a knock followed by Scott letting the person in. “Babe, Liam’s here.” Scott yelled and you rushed down the stairs. “My little baby.” You cheered rushing over to Liam and pinched his cheeks, making him blush and swat your hands away. “Y/N can we please go, I want to be early to get the new video game as soon as possible. I promised Mason you allowed us to play here since you have a better screen…” He stopped midway realizing he never asked you, “Shit, I forgot, uhm…Y/N, can we please play the game here?” He begged stretching out the ‘e’ and giving you the cutest puppy dog eyes. You aw'ed out loud, making Scott turn to you in disbelief, “You’re not really falling for that are you, Y/N?” Scott scoffed. You smirked at Liam, both of you turning and giving your best puppy eyes as he slowly gave in, “Unbelievable.” He muttered walking away.

 The both of you cheered and high fived each other. “Give me a second, I have to go get some cash!” You yelled running off. Liam sat in the coach, digging into sides as a habit. He furrowed his eyebrows, slowly pulling out his hands and revealing a small compact. He opened it and saw little candies, he didn’t think twice before plopping two into his mouth. He got up and waited for you at the door.


 *** 


 “DON’T YOU DARE LET ME DIE MASON!” Liam yelled as he glared at his friend, making Mason jump and push furiously at the buttons on his control. “OK, NOW WHAT?!” Mason screamed making you chuckle, and Liam follow up with, “Now…, WE FIGHT!” He yelled, making Mason join in. They have been playing the new video game you bought Liam, much to his distaste of you spending money on him, but you couldn’t help it, you just wanted to grab him and hug him all the time, like a baby. “If I hear one more scream, I’m snapping their thumbs.” Scott threatened. “And if you don’t let them have fun, you’re not getting it tonight.” You threatened him, making his jaw drop.


 *** 


 “Thanks for everything Y/N, you’re the best.” Liam smiled hugging you. Scott glared at him from behind you, making the message clear to his beta, ‘Stop clinging onto my girl and leave.’ He let go and you hugged Mason, him thanking you and Scott for the hospitality. You waved them off, only getting the chance to close the door before you were pinned to it. Scott kissing and sucking your neck, you moaning and him purring at the sound. “I need to take the pill, meet me upstairs.” You moaned out before rushing to the kitchen. You looked for them and came up empty handed before remembering that last time, Scott couldn’t make it upstairs to the bedroom, and ran to the coach where you found it. You opened it but was shocked to see that a couple were missing. You grimaced at the thought of going upstairs to find a horny wolf and explaining that he wasn’t getting lucky tonight. All while you struggled with controlling a horny alpha, Mason couldn’t believe that his friend just turned into a two year old.

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Part 2

Originally posted by lilbetapupliam

Part of the Pack - Liam Dunbar Imagine

Requested by Anon: can i request a liam imagine where the reader is sort of like a female theo? she comes to destroy the pack but ends up falling for liam and instead of theo getting dragged to hell it’s her? and liam is devastated because he really loved her and decides to bring her back without scott knowing (like in 6x06) and scott gets pissed but she does something to try and help the pack and nearly dies but scott gives her the bite and she becomes part of the pack? sorry this is so long and specific!

Word Count: 2,587

Warnings: A few curse words, the reader being taken by a Ghost Rider

Author’s Note: Feedback is always welcome and appreciated :) 

After reading your request, I realized technically Theo doesn’t need the bite because he has the ability to heal and can fully shift into a coyote. Since you wanted the reader to be like Theo, I decided to alter your request. I hope you don’t mind as I still gave you the “she becomes part of the pack” storyline you wanted. Happy reading!

[My Teen Wolf Master List]

“What’s wrong, babe?” Liam asked Y/N as he lifted her chin with his fingers. His worried blue eyes scanned hers, searching for answers as her chemosignals radiated with so many different emotions. He cupped her cheek, his thumb gently tracing her cheekbone as he gazed into her eyes.

She sighed as she closed her eyes and leaned her forehead against his. She wrapped her arms loosely around his neck as he firmly gripped her hips with his hands. “I just don’t know what else to do, Liam,” she sighed, exhaustion evident in her tone. She fiddled with his hair at the nape of his neck. “No matter what I do, or how much you try to convince them, the pack will never accept me-”

Liam sighed and he tightened his arms around her waist as he interrupted, “Babe-" 

Y/N shook her head, silencing Liam. "After everything I’ve done to them, lying to them about working with The Dread Doctors, backstabbing them by trying to tear them apart, and killing Scott to get his Alpha powers, I don’t blame them… but it kind of feels like maybe I shouldn’t be here…” she trailed.

“I don’t care about them and I don’t care that Scott is still upset I brought you back. I’d do it all over again if I had to,” he meant every word he said as he looked deep into her eyes. “I love you… You’re all that matters to me…” he sighed before he kissed her.

“I love you too,” she pulled back. “But I wasn’t talking about you bringing me back.” He raised an eyebrow, questioning what she meant. Her hand slid to his chest above his heart as she drew random shapes with the tip of her fingers. “I meant maybe I shouldn’t be here in Beacon Hills…” she left the sentence hanging, letting Liam process her idea.

He looked at her closely, wondering if it was an impulsive idea and she would take it back instantly, but she didn’t. That’s how he knew how serious she was about leaving a town where no one wanted her except him. He sighed as he rubbed her arms before pulling her to his chest. He held her tight and whispered in her ear, “If you want to leave… I won’t stop you.”

“You won’t?” She whispered back, surprised.

“Only if you don’t stop me from leaving with you,” he ran his fingers through her silky hair.

She pulled back to look at him, completely surprised he was willing to leave his family and his pack for her. She knew he loved her but she didn’t know to this extent. Just when she was about to talk him out of it, his phone rang. Liam pulled out his phone and looked down at a picture of Scott displaying on the screen.

“Hey Scott-”

“Liam! I need you at the school,” Y/N heard the panic and worry in Scott’s voice.

Y/N nodded at Liam, signaling she’d go with him and help Scott. He nodded back at her. “Scott, We’re on our way,” Liam said before he ended the call as they rushed to her car and headed to the school.

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Dating Jason Scott would include...

Requested by: @steadyprincesoul

- He’s not hugely into PDA, but he loves having his arm around your shoulders, holding hands, and hugs.

- He’s the leader so, even though you’re the green ranger, he’s protective over you.

- When you first joined the team, he underestimated you, until he saw you take down a monster.

- After the incident with Rita, he’s always there for you during a panic attack.

- Even though he isn’t on the team anymore, you wear his football jersey to show you always support him.

- You go on romantic dates all the time, but somehow always even up looking at the stars on the mountain.

- Kimberly and Trini are your besties.

- You two are the other rangers’ OTP

- He gets nightmares. He calls you just to hear your voice, and know you’re safe.

- You bike over to his house, and crawl through his window, to comfort him.

- He tries his best to stay in check when another guy is flirting with you. You have to remind him about not escalating fights.

- He supports you in everything you do.

- His little sister loves you.

- You hate the way his dad talks about and treats him. Yes, Jason has made mistakes and done no so great things, but he’s not a screwup.

- You hate that his dad can’t know what a hero he is.

- When you told him you loved him, he teared up and just hugged you. Of course he said it back.

- You love him. You know people see him as a screwup, but he’s not that to you. In your eyes, he’s perfect

Originally posted by welcometoimaginelandia

Winter Shadow - chapter 7

They took her to a military base, she wasn’t sure there. She’d allowed herself to give up utterly in the van, had surprised herself by falling asleep. She’d slept deeply, better than she had for many years, because she’d finally given in.  There was no more James, or Winter Soldier, or Bucky, whoever he turned out to be. No mission, no commands. Pain, she could deal with, if that’s what they gave her, it wouldn’t matter. She dreamt of a quiet cell, of solitude, of being ignored and unwanted, unnecessary, and it felt beautiful.  With James gone, she’d finally given up hope, and found peace in the thought.

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You forgot something. (StilesxReader)

A/N: This is my first one-shot of Stiles, and I’m excited! Thank you so much to Eli aka  @credxncebarebone who’s always there to help me with my writing, ily

warnings: none

prompt: For the last day of lacrosse week! this goes to @sarcasticallystilinski   and @rememberstilinski I hope you guys like it

Originally posted by stilesstilinski37

Stiles is too hot to be true.

It’s not like I think he’s a perfect human, I’m aware of his awkwardness, and how clumsy can be, but damn, this boy is killing me.

We’ve been friends since forever, and believe it or not I didn’t use to have a crush on him, this happened a few months ago before he broke up with Malia.

“So, you two are a thing now?” I asked, sitting next to him while he stared at the werecoyote, a small smile on his lips.

“I guess… I mean, I never asked but she seems to be ok with us… being a thing, ya know?” He shrugged “It’s weird”

“You’re weird” I smirked “and lucky. She cares about you a lot”

I patted him on the shoulder, he whimpered at my touch and I remembered that he had an injured on his shoulder, he refused to tell me how did he injure, and I was growing worried by the minute.

“Stiles, you need to tell me what happened to your shoulder”

“It’s nothing, ok?” he mumbled, grabbing my hand and giving me a sad smile.

A week passed and he didn’t look better at all, it was driving me insane and I didn’t know what to do.

Scott and Stiles argued, something about killing Donovan, and I couldn’t believe when he admitted all, he said that everything was true.

“Scott, say you believe me” Stiles looked broken, so empty that I knew he felt like shit and he wanted to be forgiven.

But there was nothing to forgive.

Scott didn’t say a word, he went back inside and left me and Stiles, or at least what was left of him.

He turned around avoiding my gaze, and I couldn’t stand it anymore, it was too much.

“I believe you, Stiles” Although it came out as a whisper, it was loud enough for him to hear it.

“Why?” He choked, I didn’t realize he was crying until he turned once more, his eyes red and tired.

“Because you’re my best friend, and I know you” I walked closer, standing right in front of him and looking into his hazel eyes, a strange feeling building in the pit of my stomach.

“I’ve killed people, y/n” The rain was so strong that he almost screamed the last part “I might be human, but I’m not better than the beast”

“How can you say that?” I was on the verge of tears, scared of what he could do if I leave him alone “Stiles, you’re not evil nor a killer, you’re my best friend”

“You deserve better friends” he tried to turn his back on me, I grabbed his arm and walk even closer than I was before, only inches apart from his face.

“I have exactly what I deserve” I mumbled, brushing my nose against his, my heart beating so fast that I’d have sworn Scott heard it “which is a kind, funny, supportive best friend like you, who needs my help more than anything right now, so I’m not going anywhere”

“I think you should, I’m not good enough for you or Malia”

Then I remembered- Malia and Stiles were a thing, they loved each other and I was trying to get in the way, even if it was unintentional, what kind of friend was I?

I stepped back, embarrassed for whatever I was doing and feeling like the worst person in the world.

“Well, you’re wrong” I grumbled, trying to control my heartbeat “and there’s nothing you can say to change that, so shut up and take me home”

I quickly walk to his jeep and climbed into the passenger’s seat, waiting for him nervously.

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flustered(ish?)!Warrenxreader

wARREN OR PETER GETTING FLUSTERED WHEN THEIR S/O IS AFFECTIONATE WITH THEM (if u choose Warren: his wings get poofy and his face gets red) ((if u choose Peter: he has leg twitches and tries to laugh it off - nervously so)) —- actual goddess Pascale


I wrote this in attempt to avoid my problems (lol oops) so it’s probably shit, I guarantee it.

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“Warren your face is red.”

“Shut up Scott.” Warren grumbled, his face burning as you slid your fingers in his, leaning up to press your lips against his cheek.

“Yeah, shut up Scooter.” You laughed, arms swinging as you walked.

“I’m sick of you two.” Scott said, frowning at the concrete as he narrowly avoided stepping in gum.

“You love us.” You grinned, “And besides, if you’re so sick of us you wouldn’t have dragged us out here. We could be in the mansion, in our own rooms-”

“Don’t finish that sentence.” Scott said, “Please, for the sake of my sanity.”

“-sleeping. In our own rooms, sleeping.” You finished, eyebrow raising “What’d you think I was gonna say? Fucking?”

“Well, yes actually.” Scott said at the same time that Warren said “Duh.”

“You’re both ridiculous.” Jean said, laughing as she plopped down onto the grass, unfolding a blanket.

Jean thought stargazing would be a good idea, that’s why you were all outside at 11:00 o'clock at night.

Warren almost dropped the blanket he was holding, casually tossing it onto the ground before sitting down and pulling you down onto it, wrapping his arms around you.

“You’re cute, you know.” You grumbled, laying back as he did, smushing you into his side and kissing your forehead.

“You’re one to talk.” He whispered, grinning as you slid your arms around him. “You’re the cutest person I’ve ever met.”

You could hear Scott and Jean talking to each other, about fifteen feet away from the two of you, Scott’s arm wrapped around her shoulder ‘casually’, you could definitely tell he just did the yawn then arm around shoulder move. Classic Scooter.


“That’s a lie, you’ve met Kurt.” You said, looking up at him, running your fingers through his hair and letting your hand rest at him jaw. “I like you.”

He looked down at you, with your eyes wide and bright, “I like you too, quite a lot.”

His face started burning when you kept playing with his hair, touching the feathers at the edge of his wings, sliding your fingers into his. He sat up, pulling you up with him, as his wings puffed up and made it hard for him to lay down.

“What’s wrong?” You asked, worried you crossed a line.

“Nuthin.” He grumbled, pulling you into his arms and holding you.

“You’re face is hot.” You grumbled, hands against his cheeks, “Are you feeling well?”

“Yes, ’m fine I swear.” He said, wings twitching slightly as you slid your hand between them, rubbing his nose against yours to make you laugh.

“Angel” he kissed you, “Are you blushing?”

He almost automatically said “No! Why would I be blushing?”

“Whys your face so warm then?” You asked, quirking an eyebrow.

“Maybe because it’s hot outside.” He said, knowing full and well that it wasn’t.

“You’re blushing.” You said, laughing as he groaned “Don’t even deny it, your wings are a giveaway.”

“I’ve been betrayed by my own body.” He groaned, quietly. “You know me too well.”

“Well of course I do, you’re my angel.”

His face burned at the name, his heart swelling, wings puffing, and his eyes crinkling, grinning he said “Yeah I am.”

“Would you guys shut up over there? I’m trying to flirt!” Scott shouted, making both you and Warren jump.

“Oh shut up, Scott.” Warren said, “Just make out already.”

anonymous asked:

Scott B was just on eTalk in Canada (about his new music competition show The Launch) and of course he was asked about if he knows anything about TS6 and he said, "It's been over 2 1/2 years since 1989 and she never stops writing and so when she decides believe me you will know because it will be loud." He also of course first said, "the first rule of Taylor club is we don't talk about Taylor" bit as well.

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Pure Innocence

Theo Raeken X Reader 

Word Count: 431

Requested: @giencoco

request: Hi! I was wondering if I could get a Theo x Reader imagine where he likes Scott’s 15 year old sister and he’s so different around her because she’s so innocent and pure and everyone can tell he’s into her so they’re overprotective especially Liam since they are best friends. Thank you!

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines


The first time Theo saw you was when you were messing around with Liam in school, he no clues who you were then but it was quickly established that you were the little girl that used to hang onto Scott and Stiles sleeves whenever they did anything back in fourth grade. Theo thought that cute then like but he never spoke to you. He thought that you’d be like Malia or Lydia by now but your attitude hasn’t changed you were still innocent. The pack were protective of you and you always had eyes on you most of the time it was Liam or your brother, they wouldn’t even let you read to book so you were sitting bored. “You alright?” Theo asked.
“Yeah.” You answered smiling. “You want to sit down?”
“Sure.” Theo smiled.
“I remember you.” You said and he looked over at you surprised.
“You do?” He asked.
“Yeah I always wanted to talk you when I was little but you always run off.” You explained. Theo gave a soft chuckle nodding to himself.
“Yeah you were always with Scott and Stiles, that was scary… I guess.” Theo shrugged.
“Look at them they’re stupid.” You gestured Scott trying not to fall asleep and Stiles already having fallen asleep.
“They were scarier when we were little,” Theo answered. “Scott never let you out of his sight.”
“Still doesn’t.” You smiled looking over at him.
“He just cares about you.” Theo offered and you nodded.
“I know… I guess they’re just worried because they see that I trust so easily.” You shrugged.
“Yeah…” Theo sighed. “That might be a problem.”
“Maybe… But everyone deserves a chance.” You shrugged.

Over the next few week the pack watched as you and Theo grew closer they were all worried, but they noticed the change in him, he was open, nicer to others and he made you laugh. He often saved you from awkward conversations and people using you to get closer to the captain of the Lacrosse team. “(Y/N)!” Scott called as he walked through the door.
“Yeah!” You answered jogging down the stairs.
“You staying home today?” Scott asked.
“I’m always at home.” You mumbled.
“Hmm, well be careful,” Scott warned.
“Why do I feel like you’re not talking about tonight?” You asked.
“We don’t know anything about Theo maybe you shouldn’t get too close,” Scott suggested.
“Scott I’ll be careful okay, but I don’t think you should be to worry.” You smiled before skipping back up that stairs, Scott watched you and sighed he’d have to watch out for you.

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