So I’m considering writing some fanfictions/preferences again…but this time it’s with an entirely different subject matter. All of my writings will be strictly based on teen wolf from now on.
**this idea has been in my mind for a few days, so i figured i’d try and see what people think.
Warnings: slightly depressing/triggering. fluffy ending, bc why not w/ scotty?
Words: too many.
You’d been feeling like this for a very long time. Lost, Trapped, Isolated… but in all honesty, all you’ve ever wanted was a companion.
One of those kinds of people who’d spend hours with you, car rides, movie nights, the whole nine. You were nearing the end of your final year in high school, but even with a class full of students, and your small group of friends, you’ve never felt more alone.
“Hey? Did you hear what I said?” a soft voice asks, bringing you out of your thoughts.
You looked up and saw those brown eyes that you’ve grown to love.
“What?” you asked softly, raising your head from your arms to look up at the boy.
“I said, I was thinking that all of us should take a trip, you know, camping? We’ve been so stressed with finals and everything, why not get away for the weekend?” He smiled softly at you, listening to the slight uptick in your heartbeat, knowing of your fear with the woods. “You know, I’ll keep you safe. I’ll always keep you safe, doll.”
You shook your head, a slight chuckle leaving you as you’d realized he’d been monitoring your chemosignals. A lot more than normal, you mentally noted.
“What time am I to show up at your house, McCall?”
“Be there tomorrow morning, around 9? The others will be ‘round by 11.” he smirked.
–The Next Day–
“McCall?! It’s freezing out here, I know you can hear me! GET YOUR ASS TO THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW BEFORE I K-” your outburst is cut off by the sound of Melissa opening the door.
“You alright, love?” she asks, smirking at the blush rising to your cheeks.
“I-I I’m… here to.. see Scott. Is he in his room?” you look up, scratching at your arm anxiously.
Melissa just nods, stepping to the side to let you in, walking towards the kitchen as you quietly close the door behind you.
You being to feel slightly nervous, remembering that the rest of the pack wouldn’t be around until 11.
You’ll be alone with him for a while.
The whole pack knew of your growing crush on Scott, and they always continued to tease you about it.
Nobody had actually flat out told Scott about the crush, but they’d figure that he would hear the rise in your heartbeat every time he was around you.
“Hey, look who’s here, Y/N! It’s Scott! Hey, buddy. Nice of you to arrive!” Stiles remarked, smirking as your face began to turn red.
“A little hot in here, Y/N? OH! Hey, Scott.” Malia smirks, frowning slightly as you cover your face, hot tears starting to fall down your cheeks.
You’d run off before anyone could question a thing.
You shake your head, walking upstairs towards his room before he would come down to question your sudden delay, knowing that you were already here.
“Scott? Can… C-Can I come in?” you whisper, lightly hitting your knuckles against the wooden door to his bedroom.
“You already know the answer to that, doll.” he replies, a smirk on his face as he hears the uptick in your heartbeat at the petname.
You slowly walk inside, perching yourself on the edge of his bed, watching as he throws articles of clothing into the suitcase beside you.
“What did you bring?” he asks, turning to face you for a second, smirking as the pair of boxers he chucks nearly misses your face by a fraction of an inch.
“J-Just.. you know, clothes.” you mentally smack yourself for answering with such a dumb statement.
“I’d certainly hope so.” he laughs, turning around and walking towards you, zippering the suitcase with ease.
“Now, listen. You’ve been nervous the entire time you’ve been sitting here. Don’t lie to me, doll. What’s on your mind?” he whispers, tilting your chin up so you have to look at him.
“I-I… um… just.. don’t want to go to the woods, s’all. It reminds me of…” you cut yourself off, tears filling your eyes.
He shakes his head, pulling you into a warm hug.
“I promised I’d protect you. You’ll be okay. Now, c’mon, Stiles is here, let’s load our things into the Jeep. Lydia and the others will meet us at the campsite.”
The entire ride there, you were silent. Staring out the window, alone in the backseat of the Jeep. You could feel someone’s eyes on you, but you chose to ignore them. You were too lost in your thoughts to care.
Soon after, it was finally time to get the things out of the back, and walk towards the campground.
“I’ve got everything here! We can pair up in sets of two. That way, all of us can comfortably sleep in the tents.” Liam said, laughing as you struggled to get the poles together.
Eventually, you were ready to sleep. The pack had spent a few hours telling scary stories, to which Stiles nearly landed in Malia’s lap from fright.
But then, they had started to tease you when you’d gone close to Scott for warmth.
“You okay there, Y/N? Scotty can protect you from the big bad wolves!” Liam laughed, the rest of the pack joining him.
“Yeah, you want to go in the tent? We can take turns guarding it!” Malia joked.
You forced a smile, but inside you were fighting to keep the tears back. You knew they were joking, but sometimes, it still hurt.
Scott, noticing the change in your mood, looked down at you.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.
“I-I’m… going to go to bed. Goodnight, guys.” you said, slowly walking towards the tent.
About an hour later someone had begun to unzip the tent. You tensed up, still awake.
“it’s just me, it’s okay.” Scott murmured, slowly laying down beside you.
“H-Hey.” you whispered, trying to hide the tear stains on your cheeks.
“Y/N.. you’ve been crying. Please, talk to me? What is it? You’ve been acting off all day.” he said, turning you over gently so you were facing eachother.
“I-I’m just embarrassed, upset… I-I don’t know.” you sighed, looking up at him.
“I-I like you. A lot. A-And they keep teasing me for it. And I hate it. I know you don’t like me like that, but it just…sucks. I thought you’d leave, a-and then you started becoming a little distant so I t-thought you’d just drop me as a f-friend..” you confess, whimpering when you felt him stiffen beside you.
“You do like me, then? I just thought Stiles was busting my balls… but hey, don’t cry, doll.” he says, wiping your tears gently.
“Don’t be afraid, don’t cry. I-I like you too, and like I said before. I’ll keep you safe, I’m here now, i’ll protect you..” you rolled over and he slowly pulled your back to his chest, muttering apologies for how you felt in your ear.
He held you for the rest of the night, keeping you warm and safe, hands intertwined and soft breathing against your neck.
“Sleep well, doll. I’ll see you in the morning.” he whispered.
And then, you were out like a light.
This sucked but I haven’t written anything in a while. So let me know what you think and/or request anything you want in my ask box and I can write it up for you. xx
• They have a team yell wich just consists out of them howling really loud.
• Shinies aren’t called shinies in the Wolfpack but pups.
• They’re a pretty artistic bunch and everywhere they go they leave at least one graffiti painting of their symbol or a few of wolves.
• The rest of the clone batallions are secretly a bit intimidated by them, they’re like the big bad wolves of the army. *badum tss*
• Wolffe (obviously) named and customized their team it’s kinda cute. He was like “I will put up with tanslator droids, take all yer shit and drag ya pups outa this mess BUT I get to chose our name.” and it turned out to become more then only the name.
• The Wolfpack once gave Wolffe a giant wolfpelt as a present. Very unpractical and Wolffe had to drag it all the way to his chamber but it still is there and he’s rather fond of it.
This is really bad, I’m so sorry for butchering this great idea.
@somethins-gotta-give and I came up with this amazing idea, but
I’m pretty sure I fucked it up!! So sorry!
You darted through the woods in your fox form, trying
desperately to get away from the lion who had been chasing you. You had
accidently stumbled upon the hungry cat when they were in the middle of their
meal. You had run into wolf territory, trying to deter the big cat, but they
just kept chasing you. You burst out of the tree line and into a large clearing
where a whole pack of wolves was resting.
duck down as the smallest wolf stands up, teeth bared.
“Please, I’m sorry,
I’m just trying to get away from…”
Suddenly the lion bursts out of the trees, snarling. The
creature is completely rabid, he hasn’t been human in a long time. The two
largest wolves stepped forward growling at the cat. The lion didn’t have the
common sense to flee in the face of an entire pack of wolves. The largest wolf
was the one who attacked the lion, the fight was quick and bloody. The wolf
clawed the lion across the face, blinding it, and then the lion fled.
You look up at the second largest wolf, who was standing
over you. For some reason you felt safe with him, you crawled forward until you
were underneath him, curling up tightly, trying to hide from the rest of his
“Hello, my name is Y/N”
You could hear the large wolf let out a husky chuckle, “Hello, Y/N. I’m Jason”
“Thank you for helping
me” you whisper, “I will leave now,
I’m really sorry for intruding” But when you stood up to leave Jason grabbed
you by the scruff of the neck and picked you up, “What are you doing?!?”
“Jason, let her go”
the alpha growled.
“Sorry Bruce, but I
think I want to keep her”
Bruce growled, “I want
everyone to shift right now”
All of the wolves obeyed, even Jason, but you were scared.
You could feel the connection that you already have with Jason, he was your
soulmate, and you knew that he could feel it too. Your souls were trying to
merge, had already formed a fragile bond.
Instead of obeying the alphas command you twist around and
snap at Jason, not really making contact, but getting close enough to startle.
He drops you and you take off back into the woods. You can hear shouting and a
small scuffle from the clearing, but you didn’t hear anyone follow you. With a
sigh you begin the long journey to you apartment back in Gotham.
You shifted back into your human form when you got back to
the apartment. Immediately you went into your bedroom and stood in front of the
full length mirror.
“You know, this really doesn’t do him any justice” you
murmur, gently running your hand over the tattoo that takes up the majority of
Everyone has a tattoo of their soulmates animal form
somewhere on their body. Yours was a huge black wolf with a white patch a fur
on his forehead, just like Jason in real life. When you were younger you had
always been excited to finally meet your mate, to live happily ever after. But
then when you were a teenager, the tattoo faded, your mate had died.
Immediately your health also began to fail, people believed that soulmates were
actually one soul always looking for its other half, and when one half died,
the other was soon to follow. You were dying without ever having known the one
who was killing you, suddenly a month or so later you got better. The color
went back into the tattoo, now with the white mark on its head.
“That really wasn’t the way I wanted to meet my miracle
mate! He was so hot! He would never go for someone like me!!”
“I thought foxes were supposed to be clever”
You scream when you heard Jason talk. Diving for the covers,
trying to hide your naked body from your mate.
“Don’t worry! I didn’t see anything” he calls from around
the corner of your bedroom door.
“How did you even get in here?! How did you find me?!?”
“I followed you of course”
“I didn’t even hear you!” You scramble for cloths, grabbing
your pajamas from the night before. You storm out into your living room to face
Jason’s face breaks into a huge grin when he sees what you
are wearing. “So you like the Red Hood, huh?”
You blush, “He’s hot, what can I say“
Jason chuckled, “I’m sorry I scared you, but you fucking ran
away!! I couldn’t just let you leave!”
You sigh softly, “Fine, time for a proper introduction! I’m
Y/N, this is my apartment, and you are kinda creepy! I mean really you could
have just knocked on the door!!”
Jason shakes your hand, “I’m Jason, you are really hard o
track when you don’t want to be found, and I really am sorry for scaring you.
Will you go on a date with me?”
You burst out laughing, “Yeah, definitely!”
The smile that Jason gives you makes his entire face light
up, it makes him look so much younger. “Great!!” He glances at the time and
groans, “I didn’t realize that it was so late”
“You can stay here for the night if you want” You already
felt like you could trust this man, you could feel your souls growing more
You were really grateful that your wolf had been stupid
enough to stumble upon a rabid lion. As you curl up in bed with your mate you
can feel both of your animals practically purring in delight. You had found
your mate, you had found the other half of your soul. feel both of your animals
practically purring in delight. You had found your mate, you had found the
other half of your soul.
You could tell that Jason had secrets, there
were parts of him full of insecurity and anger, but the two of you would work
through everything. You would have no secrets between the two of you, but that
was a concern for another time, right now you were just going to enjoy being
with the man you would grow to love.
A/N: You can read Part 1 of this storyhereand Part 3 here. And you can read the rest of my writing here!!!
Warnings: Who cares, if you’re reading this you obviously watch the show which means your mature enough.
Prompt; Another Stark returns with news that can change everything. A Queen comes North to form an alliance. Y/N and Jon find themselves struggling between the right thing for their people and the wrong thing for their growing family.
Things are very different. Once, a dark and grim castle with no hope, is now filled with noise and warmth as life begins to take over. Tiny paws echo through the halls of Winterfell early in the morning for everyone to hear as pups growl and nip at each other’s tails. The sound of chatter comes from the dining hall as people talk over shared bread and honey. Wolves howl outside like they are singing songs to the moon. And upstairs, in the Lord’s Chamber, a King and a Queen of her own right laugh under piles of furs and silks.
“So you’re trying to tell me that if Tormund and Brienne were to fight each other, Tormund would win”?
“Yes, that is exactly what I think”.
“Jon Snow, you are an absolute idiot”, you laugh again.