#scott mccall fanfic

[livingbythewords]

Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Scott McCall/Theo Raeken Characters: Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Theo Raeken, Melissa McCall, Sheriff Stilinski, Brett Talbot, Original Characters, Noshiko Yukimura, Ken Yukimura Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Angst, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Tragedy, Angst and Drama, Angst with a Happy Ending, Nightmares, Complex relationships, Trauma, Depression, there will be a happy ending I promise, Minor Character Death, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf)-centric, Scott-Centric Summary:

This day inevitably had to come. The day when Scott McCall, a True Alpha, broke his most sacred rule.

After a devastating tragedy Scott vanishes without a trace. The only person who understands his state of mind and makes an effort to find and save him is his former enemy.

#teen wolf #teen wolf fanfiction #teen wolf fanfic #scott mccall #scott mccall fanfic #scott mccall fanfiction #theo raeken #theo raeken fanfic #theo raeken fanfiction #scott x theo #sceo #sceo fanfic #sceo fic #unsainted #ao3 #fanfic #I'm sorry it took so long

[mccallslut]

𝗦𝗰𝗼𝘁𝘁 𝗠𝗰𝗖𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗠𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

✩ 𝖩𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖠𝗅𝗉𝗁𝖺

⤷ 𝖲𝖼𝗈𝗍𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖡𝖾𝗍𝖺 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍’𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌.

✩ 𝖬𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖠𝗍 𝖥𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝖲𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍

⤷ 𝖲𝗍𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌. 𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗁, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝖺𝖽 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿. 𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖲𝖼𝗈𝗍𝗍 𝖬𝖼𝖢𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾?

#my masterlist #scott mccall imagine #scott mccall x reader #scott mccall fic #scott mccall fanfic

[moths-in-hats]

Scott McCall was six years old when death touched his life for the first time.

It certainly wasn't the last.

Language: English | Words: 894 | Chapters: 1/1

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category: Gen

Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)

Relationships: Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski, Allison Argent/Scott McCall, Minor or Background Relationship(s)

Character: Scott McCall (Teen Wolf)

Additional Tags: Scott McCall (Teen Wolf)-centric, POV Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Death, Canonical Character Death, Canon Compliant, Reflection, Scottuary 2023 (Teen Wolf), Roxy - Freeform, Roxie - Freeform, Missing Scene, kind of, Pre-Canon, During Canon, Vignettes

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[unholyobsessions]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Scott McCall/Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin & Scott McCall, Lydia Martin & Stiles Stilinski Characters: Lydia Martin, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Stiles Stilinski, The Pack (Teen Wolf), Malia Tate, Liam Dunbar, Melissa McCall Additional Tags: Scott McCall/Stiles Stilinski in Love, Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski Friendship, Stiles Stilinski is Scott McCall's Anchor, Hurt Stiles Stilinski, Love Confessions, Friends to Lovers, Getting Together, Scott and Stiles are in love your honor, Worried Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Good Alpha Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), love confessions in a hospital room, POV Third Person, outside pov, POV Lydia Martin Series: Part 2 of let me tell you a story Summary:

Stiles Stilinski and Scott McCall have been attached at the hip since they were four years old. Wherever one is, the other is most likely not far. Everyone in Beacon Hills is used to their odd ways: their weird clinginess, the jokingly flirty comments, how they are never completely at ease unless they are together.

So Lydia thought nothing of it. Not at first. Not until Stiles got hurt.

Or Lydia begins to notice that the connection shared between Scott and Stiles goes much deeper than friendship

Outside POV

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[teencopandthesourwolf]

"I'll text Stiles," Scott says, grabbing his backpack. "Then I'm gonna go see Allison.”

When Scott turns back around, Derek's lips are a thin line and they are the only part of him that moves when he asks, through his teeth, "Are you going to talk to her, too?”

Scott just squints. Because—huh? 

"Derek, what do you mean, am I going to talk to her, too?” He narrows his eyes even more, suspicious. “Why else would I be going to see Allison, if not to talk to her? I don't just, like, watch her from afar like some creeper, you know." 

Scott isn't about to admit that he has, embarrassingly, done just that on occasion. Alright, occasions, plural—but only once or twice! Five or six times, tops. And only ever when he thought Allison was, or could possibly be, in danger. It's not weird, though. It's not! It's noble, okay? It just sounds weird when you say it out loud. Even if he hasn't actually said it out loud. Well, at least not just now anyways; he's said it in front of the mirror a couple times and it turns out your reflection can be pretty hurtful and judgemental which, honestly, is a little upsetting.  

Just as Scott realises that Derek must know he just told a lie—half-lie!—the Alpha's face does a thing that Scott has never seen it do before. Ever. The dude looks almost… Human. 

And, what the hell? 

Derek clears his throat and shifts his weight from one foot to the other and worries at his bottom lip a bit and now Scott is feeling anxious because who is this guy? And what has he done with Derek ‘I Will Never Give A Single Thing Away About Myself Ever Other Than The Fact I Am Eternally Pissed’ Hale? (that's one of Stiles's). 

Just the possibility of Derek ‘Emotionally Open and Vulnerable’ Hale is, like—it's just way too much for Scott to handle on a Sunday morning when he's supposed to be at the veterinary surgery in less than fourteen minute's time and has to somehow manage fitting in seeing Allison on the way.

But it seems Scott is also too nosy to just move on from this and let sleeping dogs lie. And both of those things are really annoying because strange old phrases and being overly curious is usually a Stiles thing, not a Scott thing, so Scott really doesn't know what he's supposed to do! 

W.W.S.D. 

What Would Stiles Do?

"Um, Derek, have you been—"

"Firstly, McCall, following somebody around and watching them from a distance is not creepy if you think that they need to be tailed for their own safety, alright?" Derek starts and—well.

Exactly!

Scott actually genuinely likes Derek, for just a moment, because he knew he'd been right about that! He gives himself an internal high-five and an imaginary congratulatory pat on the back because being kind to yourself is never a bad option. Unfortunately, Scott now also has to admit to himself that it does, in fact, sound weird when you say it out loud. Or, well, think it out loud. Whatever, he knows what he means.

He realises that Derek is still speaking.

"...because Stiles is human and also the biggest danger-magnet in the pack, so it makes sense that one of us should be keeping tabs on him. Thirdly, I—“ 

“Someone, Derek!” Scott blurts, “I was going to ask if you've been creeping on someone!" he interrupts because—honestly, in the most way possible—what?! The hell?!

Scott is both stunned and annoyed at hearing that Derek has been following Stiles (hiding around dark corners and slinking about the place like a wolf ninja. Scott should know. Shut up.) 

Because Stiles! Is Scott's best friend! 

And, like, how long has he been doing this? And for what purpose, really? Because Derek's heart just skipped about twelve beats, never mind one, so reason number two was obviously at least a half-lie of his own. 

That's when Derek's mouth clacks audibly shut. 

Scott just stares. And he knows; there is more going on here than meets the eye.

Then it's obvious that Derek knows that Scott knows and then everybody is knowing and looking and looking and knowing and Scott just—he can't stand it, okay? He needs confirmation. He doesn't necessarily want it, but it's like his mom always says: Life's tough sometimes. 

Eventually, he manages to say, "Are you stalking Stiles, Derek?" and hopes to hell he's wrong because he now feels somewhere in between being affronted on his best friend's behalf, totally grossed-out because it's Derek, ugh, and maybe just a little bit amused. Or is it bemused? Possibly confused. Scott is definitely some of those words. 

And again, seriously, what the hell?  

Has Derek honestly been creeping on Stiles because he's concerned for Stiles's safety? And, if so, why? Like, does Derek even get concerned for humans? Or other wolves for that matter (apart from maybe his own betas which is probably only a biological thing anyway, Scott reckons). Does Derek care about anybody? At all? Dude doesn't even care about himself, Scott doesn't think.

Scott now tries his best to come up with another reason, any other possible reason, that someone might have to follow a person around, but he can't seem to land on—OH, GOD! DOES DEREK HAVE A CRUSH ON STILES? Oh, shit! Oh, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! He can't. But he—nope. No! Because what. The actual. Hell! He just—no. No, no, no. He can't! Can he? Oh, my God, what if he does?! And if it is true... ew! Derek Hale crushing is just gross! And on Stiles?! Just, no. But also, why? And also-also, how the hell did Scott not notice something sooner?! 

And another thing: Did Scott somehow wake up this morning having somehow travelled in his sleep to one of those Affirmative Universe places that Stiles is always banging on about?

Man, Scott has, like, so many questions. 

Derek still hasn't said anything and is just standing opposite Scott with his stupid arms folded across his stupid chest with his stupid beard in his stupid loft looking really, really stupidly sheepish, and Scott thinks, yep.

Affirmative Universe. 

He doesn't know what to do and Stiles isn't here to ask, so he waves a confused (and maybe amused and bemused) arm in the air and says, “Derek, what the hell is going on? Have we travelled to an Affirmative Universe or something, because—”  

“Don't you mean Alternative Universe?”  

“—you never just, I don't know, don't throw something offensive or at least defensive back at me when I'm talking to you about Stiles. Or, you know, anybody else. Or anything else, come to think of it!”   

Derek now looks, for real, actually scared.

And Scott? Well, Scott is now officially terrified.  

His phone starts ringing and, as it's already in his hand, he just answers it without looking, eyes still fixed on Derek The Imposter. 

“Yooooo, amigo, what's the plan?” 

It's Stiles. Of course it's Stiles. 

Stiles is on the phone and Derek Hale might-probably-definitely have a crush on him, and Scott may or may not be in an Affirmative Universe but can't know for sure and can no longer speak or think or breathe.

“Uh, Scottie? Scottland? Sir Scott-A-Lot? You there, ol’buddy, ol’pal?” 

Derek can obviously hear who is on the other end of the phone. He looks positively constipated, his brows knitting together even tighter than before, tighter than ever before, and his lethal jaw is ticking away like it's being controlled by the World Clock in Berlin that Scott learned about in middle school.

Scott sighs, heavy, like he's seventy years old instead of seventeen.

Derek is now giving his best version of Scott's own speciality Puppy Dog Eyes (something Stiles and Allison always accuse him of), with a definite flavour of please, don't tell…

And Scott wants to cry. Like a baby. Like, throw himself onto the floor and scream and shout and kick his feet in the air. 

Instead, he grits his teeth together like the mature person he is, feeling very firmly smooshed between a best friend-shaped rock and a werewolf-scented hard place. 

Ugh, his life is just so unfair!

He mouths YOU OWE ME to Derek, and Derek's whole body visibly sags with relief. 

Then he takes a deep breath and answers Stiles—who is now chanting ScottieScottieScottieScottieScottieScottieScottie down the phone—with, “Dude, shut up and listen, will you! I think we might have a very real problem with Affirmative Universes!”

#just found the first half of this in my drafts and inexplicably finished it off #so here. have some random POV scotty sterek for your wednesday :) #sterek #sterek ficlet #POV scott mccall #derek hale #stiles stilinski #sterek fanfic #sterek fanfiction #teen wolf #teen wolf fic #teen wolf fanfic #teen wolf fanfiction #fanfiction #fanfic #fic #queer fic #queer writer #tcats writes #teencopandthesourwolf

[aliensister17]

Listens for the sounds of a very very pissed off Stiles Stilinski-Hale storming into Beacon Hills, muttering about the gall of his husband, what the fuck... Someone is going to pay!

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[silentmacabre]

my boy is a darling blue

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[maria021015]

Teen Wolf characters as dogs and why.

1. Stiles Stilinski - German Shepherd

Stiles is for sure a German Shepherd for the following reasons;

- Police dogs

- Can be aggressive and hostile towards strangers

- Is hyper-vigilant

- Can be highly strung

- Has way too much energy for his own good

- Intelligent, Loyal, Protective, Stubborn, Curious, Brave

2. Scott McCall - Golden Retriever

Scott is a Golden Retriever for the following reasons;

- Kind, Friendly, Reliable, Trustworthy, Playful, Devoted, and Patient

- Eager to Please

- Great with strangers/too trusting of strangers

- A gentle and loving nature

3. Lydia Martin - Pomeranian

Lydia is a Pomeranian for the following reasons;

- Both bright, loyal, brave, curious, feisty, playful, and bold

- Can be attention-seeking

- Very extroverted and social

- Great hair

4. Allison Argent - Rhodesian Ridgeback

Allison is a Rhodesian Ridgeback for the following reasons;

- Both energetic, playful, independent and loving

- Can be really aggressive and stubborn

- Dignified, Sensitive, Intelligent, Mischievous, Loyal, Strong Willed

- Natural watch dogs and family protectors

5. Isaac Lahey - Chihuahua

- Can be skittish and lash out with violence

- Talks the talk but often can’t walk the walk (yappy)

- Alert, Courageous, Devoted,

- Strong attachment to owners (or alphas)

- Do better in calm environments

- Prone to nervousness and anxiety

6. Derek Hale - Pitbull

Derek is a Pitbull for the following reasons;

- Has a bad reputation for being aggressive but this is due to bad stigma

- Stubborn, can be aggressive, athletic, loyal, courageous, strong-willed

- However they can be very affectionate and gentle

DISCLAIMER: Credit to the following user who has a similar post. I got a lot of these ideas from them, but wanted to contribute with my own perspective too.

BONUS - My oc Zaida Callis - Australian Shepherd/Boarder Collie

- Intelligent, fast-learners, hard-working, loyal, affectionate, devoted, loves family life, protective,

- Can become destructive if bored and not provided the proper mental and physical stimulation

- Can be aggressive towards perceived threats

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[livingbythewords]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Scott McCall/Theo Raeken Characters: Scott McCall, Theo Raeken, Lydia Martin, Deucalion (Teen Wolf) Additional Tags: Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Christian Themes, Author is not Christian, Angels and Demons, Lucifer as depicted in Christian mythology, Lucifer Redemption, Theo Raeken has wings, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Drama, Theo Raeken is Part of the Pack, Protective Theo Raeken, Good Theo Raeken, Hurt Scott McCall, Scott McCall Needs a Hug, Deucalion gets what he deserves, Seriously I hate this character Series: Part 4 of I loved you at your darkest Summary:

Scott gets kidnapped and Theo is bent on finding and saving him. His new abilities might come handy.

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[mccallslut]

║ＦＯＲＭＡＴ。ﾟ⎯ 𝖲𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌

║ＳＵＭＭＡＲＹ。ﾟ⎯ 𝖲𝗍𝖺𝖼𝖾𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝖲𝖼𝗈𝗍𝗍 𝖬𝖼𝖢𝖺𝗅𝗅, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖡𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗈𝗇 𝖧𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗌, 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗍?

║ＷＯＲＤ ＣＯＵＮＴ。ﾟ⎯ 𝟤,𝟧𝟫𝟪

║ＷＡＲＮＩＮＧＳ。ﾟ⎯ 𝖺𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗍 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖺𝗀𝖾, 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗂𝖺, 𝖿𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌.

║ＮＯＴＥＳ ⎯ Hope you all enjoy the first chapter.

║ＣＨＡＰＴＥＲ／ＰＡＲＴ。ﾟ⎯ 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖨🌑: 𝖬𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒

𝗦𝗰𝗼𝘁𝘁 𝗠𝗰𝗖𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗠𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 ┄♥┄ 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗠𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁

⇢ 𝗡𝗲𝘅𝘁

Stacey's POV

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗢𝗬𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗 of my alarm blaring woke me up. I yawned, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, and headed to my bathroom for a shower. After cleaning myself to wake up, I stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around my body, and searched my closet for an outfit. I finally made a decision. I got dressed in a pair of black mid-waist knee slit skinny jeans, a green lace-up cropped cami and tan lace-up platform heeled booties. I curled it and then brushed it out for my hair, making it wavy.

Keeping my makeup cute but straightforward, I grabbed my phone and bag as I left my room. Before heading out to my car, I stopped by the kitchen, grabbed an apple, and waved goodbye to my parents. I shut the door to my car and then drove away to school. After parking, I stepped out and locked my car as I went inside, immediately seeing Lydia and Allison at Lydia's locker.

"So, are you finally over him, Lydia?" I questioned, opening my locker.

"Over who?...Jackson?" Lydia answered.

"Who else," I replied, rolling my eyes.

"She said she needs a distraction." Allison joked truthfully.

"Wow, Lydia..." I laughed, closing my locker. "Here, I thought you were better than that."

   Once the bell rang, I walked with Allison and Lydia to our first class. Sitting there listening to the teacher explain these Geometry problems, I can feel someone's eyes burning at the back of my head. I took a glance behind me and noticed Scott staring directly at me. His eyes held hunger and lust. Our eyes locked with each other for at least sixty seconds when my phone vibrates with a text from Allison.

Once the bell rang, I walked with Allison and Lydia to our first class. Sitting there listening to the teacher explain these Geometry problems, I can feel someone's eyes burning at the back of my head. I took a glance behind me and noticed Scott staring directly at me. His eyes held hunger and lust. Our eyes locked with each other for at least sixty seconds when my phone vibrates with a text from Allison.

Allison🏹💗💐 - Why is Scott staring at you like that?

I don't know, but it's starting to creep me out.

Allison🏹💗💐 - I bet it does. I mean, I would be creeped out if someone was staring at me like that.

I'm just going to try to ignore it.

Scott's POV

   Her scent is driving me crazy she smells likes apples and cinnamon. I was sitting in class with Stiles, just talking with him, when her scent hits me. Long dark chocolate brown hair had belonged to light brown eyes. My inner wolf starts chanting 'mate' over and over. The class went on, and I couldn't take my eyes off her.

   She took her phone out and texted who I guess was Allison because she pulls out her cellphone also, then put her phone back in her back pocket, continuing to listen to our teacher. I didn't know my mates were even a thing, but I need more information on them. They need to be close to her and protect her is strong. I just want her in my arms, body to body.

"Hey Scott, you okay?" I hear Stiles whisper.

"Huh? Oh, yea, I'm fine." I answered although I wasn't okay.

   I just wanted to be close to that girl with long chocolate brown hair. She may not even know me, but I'm making it my mission to know her and learn more about mates.

Stacey's POV

   Right as I finished doing my work, the bell rings. Like everyone else, I gathered my stuff then left class to my locker. After grabbing my notebook for History, I closed my locker then headed to class. I could feel their eyes on me the entire time. Taking my seat in class along with everyone else, I pulled out my book.

"Hello everyone, welcome to History class. My name is Mr. Yukimura; my family moved here to Beacon Hills three wells ago." The teacher introduces them to continues. "Also, my daughter, Kira, goes here." He pointed to a Japanese girl who sat right next to me.

   She's pretty. I'll give her that. You could tell she was embarrassed when everyone looked at her. Hell, I would be too if my dad was a teacher here at school and tells the whole class that she doesn't talk to anyone or brings anyone home.

Allison's POV

   I sat in the art class next to Lydia with hands shaking as I held a paintbrush dipped in red paint, trying to paint on the paper in front of me.

"You know, ever since the Lunar Eclipse, the shaking has been causing trouble with my skills." I let out a shaky breath.

   Frustrated, I tossed the brush down, causing red paint to splatter on the paper. It made me flashback to the night Peter killed my aunt. His claws ripped her throat open. I snapped out my thoughts, hearing the sound of paper loudly ripping.

"Start over," Lydia demands.

   Sighing defeatedly, I grabbed the same paintbrush and started painting. This time I had more control over it.

The sound of the ringing captures our

Scott's POV

   Her scent is driving me crazy she smells likes apples and cinnamon. I was sitting in class with Stiles, talking with him, when her smell hit me. Long dark chocolate brown hair had belonged to light brown eyes. My inner wolf starts chanting 'mate' over and over. The class continued, and I couldn't take my eyes off her.

   She took her phone out and texted, who I guess was Alison because she pulled out her cellphone also, then put her phone back in her back pocket, continuing to listen to our teacher. I didn't know my mates were a thing, but I needed more information on them. They need to be close to her and protect her is strong. I just want her in my arms, body to body.

"Hey Scott, you okay?" I hear Stiles whisper.

"Huh? Oh, yea, I'm fine." I answered, although I wasn't okay.

   I wanted to be close to that girl with long chocolate brown hair. She may not even know me, but I'm making it my mission to know her and learn more about her mates.

Stacey's POV

   Right as I finished doing my work, the bell rang. Like everyone else, I gathered my stuff and left class to my locker. After grabbing my notebook for History, I closed my locker and headed to class. I could feel their eyes on me the entire time. Taking my seat in class along with everyone else, I pulled out my book.

"Hello everyone, welcome to History class. My name is Mr. Yukimura; my family moved here to Beacon Hills three wells ago." The teacher introduces them to continue. "Also, my daughter, Kira, goes here." He pointed to a Japanese girl who sat right next to me.

   She's pretty. I'll give her that. You could tell she was embarrassed when everyone looked at her. Hell, I would be too if my dad was a teacher here at school and told the whole class that she doesn't talk to anyone or bring anyone home.

Allison's POV

   I sat in the art class next to Lydia with hands shaking as I held a paintbrush dipped in red paint, trying to paint on the paper in front of me.

"You know, ever since the Lunar Eclipse, the shaking has been causing trouble with my skills." I let out a shaky breath.

   Frustrated, I tossed the brush down, causing red paint to splatter on the paper. It made me flashback to the night Peter killed my aunt. His claws ripped her throat open. I snapped out my thoughts, hearing the sound of paper loudly ripping.

"Start over," Lydia demands.

   Sighing defeatedly, I grabbed the same paintbrush and started painting. This time I had more control over it.

The sound of the ringing captures our attention. Lydia and I put our supplies away before gathering our things and leaving for our lockers.

Stacey's POV

While I stood there in front of my open locker texting my cousin, I glance up, seeing Scott and Stiles at their lockers. They were talking about something, but I didn't know what. With my enhanced werewolf hearing, I listen to their conversation.

"Maybe we need a little more time to get back to normal." Scott proposed.

"Scott, we hit the reset button on a supernatural Beacon Hills for supernatural creatures..." Stiles points out. "Things will never go back to how they were before."

I notice Scott's eyes are glowing a right red out of the corner of my eye, and Stiles does too. As they speed past me, covering Scott's face, I smirked and closed my locker, heading to gym class. 

Lydia's POV

Being the great best friend I am, I decided to help Allison. I pinned a target to a tree as Allison stood behind me with her bow in hand.

"Do you think this will help?" Allison questions.

"Not unless you believe it will," I answered.

Allison brings her bow and fires two arrows, and misses the target both times. "Why don't you try a Mongolian Draw," I suggested, in which she complied.

She turns her bow sideways across her chest and fires an arrow, missing the target again. Allison whips her head around as if she hears something. I watched as she drew her bow back and fired an arrow straight at me. Before it hit me, Isaac grabs it, stopping it.

"Oh my god, Lydia, I'm so sorry." Allison gasps, apologizing.

"I-It's okay." I breathed.

"You could've killed her...it would've gone right through her head," Isaac interjects.

"I said I was sorry," Allison replies, putting her crossbow back in its case.

Stacey's POV

School seemed to go by fast, and the next thing I know, I was getting in my car and driving home. Walking into the house, I found my mom and dad in the kitchen sitting at the table. 

"Hello Stacey, how was school?" My mom inquires softly.

"Eh, good," I answered, shrugging.

"What happened?" She questions intrigued.

"I think I found my mate," I spoke nervously.

"Oh?" My mother questions, surprised.

"He kept staring at me in class, but not only that...I think he's an Alpha." I explained knowingly.

"A regular Alpha or a true Alpha?" My dad questions.

"I'm not sure yet." I unknowingly said.

"Do you know his name?" My mother inquired.

"Scott," I replied.

"As in Scott McCall?" She spoke honestly.

"I think so, yes." I nodded, knowing she knew his mother since they both worked at the hospital.

"He's Melissa McCall's son, a nice kid, she tells me." My mom admitted.

"Well, goodnight, I have homework to do," I announced, standing up from the table.

Walking to my room, I sat at my desk and did my homework. I went to my bathroom to take my shower, just to get it out of the way. When I got out and dried, I looked at my fogged mirror and swiped my hand across it. My eyes stared back at me, glowing purple.

Changing my eyes went back to normal; I smiled, dressed in my pajamas, then went downstairs to eat something. Afterward, I returned to my room to rest for the next day.

Stiles's POV

Walking inside of class, I notice a girl sitting in my seat. "Excuse me; you're in my seat." The girl turns to me but doesn't speak.

Instead, she responds to me in sign language. Glancing up at the class, I realize everyone I'm doing sign language in class. All signed the same thing, and even Coach Finstock went with it. It's the effect of finding the nematon. Everyone started signing faster; it pounded against my ears.

Shaking awake, I realized I was in Economics class, Coach Finstock blowing his whistle at me. Wait, that was a dream? It seemed so natural.

"Sorry, Coach, I fell asleep." I apologize.

"You weren't sleeping, Stiles." Scott points out, nodding his head to my notebook.

Following his gaze, I see the words 'Wake Up' in different patterns throughout the page. It scared me. I need to find out what is going on before something terrible happens.

Stacey's POV

After talking with Kira earlier today, we decided to hang out at lunch. We walked to a table when Kira took a different direction and walked over to where Scott, Lydia, Isaac, Allison, and Stiles sat discussing something.

"I'm sorry for interrupting, but I overheard you talking about hallucinations. It sounds like the Buddhist concept called Bardo." Kira explains, taking a seat. "It's a translational term of being between life and death,"

"It's marked by visits from peaceful deities and demons resulting in death." I finish off.

"How do you know this?" Allison asked, looking up at me.

"My dad educated me on a lot of things." I shrugged.

Scott's POV

It was after school when I arrived at my job at the animal clinic. "Hey, Sheriff, can I help you?"

"I need your help with solving this." Sheriff Stilinski pleas. "Maybe with your abilities, we could find this girl."

"Okay." I nodded, grabbing my jacket.

   Trailing behind the Sheriff, I hopped on my bike and followed behind him. Sheriff Stilinski goes up to Mr. Tate while Stiles and I sneak into Malia's old bedroom. We searched around, but I couldn't find a scent. The smell of the dog is overwhelming. Both Stiles and I went back out the window and met Sheriff Stilinski by his patrol trooper.

"Find anything?" He asked me with hopefulness.

"Sorry, Sheriff." I apologize.

"That's alright." He heavily sighs.

   I watched as the Sheriff turned, got into his car, and drove off. "I think I know why he's so intent on solving this case." That immediately catches my attention.

"Why?" I asked, intrigued.

"He wants to solve one more case while he's still the Sheriff of Beacon Hills," Stiles sadly replied.

   After Stiles explained how my father was trying to get fired, my blood boiled all the way home. As I slammed the front door to my house, my eyes immediately locked with my dad's.

"You're getting Stiles's dad fired?!" I yelled angrily.

   How could he do this? He just decides to show up and think he's going to fire the Sheriff.

"Scott, I-look, I'm just doing my job." My dad replies, trying to calm me down.

   My blood was at its boiling point. I was so furious that I could feel myself shifting, claws elongating. Suddenly I feel someone dragging me away and see it's my mom.

"Scott, listen to me. You need to calm down." She tells me softly. "You need to think of something that makes you calm."

   Closing my eyes, I focused on the sweet scent of Stacey. Cinnamon and apples. Slowly I could feel myself calm down and my shifting reverse.

"Her scent," I say in a stern tone.

"Who's scent?" My mom asks, confused.

"Stacey." I groaned. "She's my...mate."

"Oh." She says, shocked.

Finally catching Oh my God, call more my breath, an idea came to my mind. Selling my mom goodbye, I left the house on my bike and rode to Stiles's house.

"We're going to find a dead body," I smirked.

   Sitting next to him, he drove to the woods. We were now in search of the crash site. 

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   After a while, we finally made it to the crash site. The mangled car is still here from when it crashed eight years ago.

"Wouldn't it have been too much trouble to move the damn thing?" Stiles huffs, leaning against a tree.

   We searched around the car for clues when something caught my attention. "I think I found something." Moving the leaves aside with my foot, I uncovered a doll.

   It's the same doll I saw in a photo at the Tate residence. The toy suddenly speaks, and that scared Stiles. A vicious roar rang throughout the woods, getting my and Stiles's attention. Looking around, I meet a pair of glowing eyes just beyond the woods.

"Scott," Stiles says shakily.

"I know. I see it too." I nodded, confirming we saw the same thing.

   Slowly I moved closer. "Scott, don't do-" Before I could completely hear Stiles, I ran after the creature.

   I catch up to the furry creature in no time, and it stops and faces me. Its eyes were glowing a bright blue, making mine turn red. "Malia?"When I see it up close, thee coyote, which I find out, turns around and takes off running. As I stood up to call Derek, a figure took off in my sideline of vision.

   Running back to where Stile stood, waiting for me. "What happened?"

"I think it was Malia." I breathed heavily.

"How do you know?" Stiles asks, confused.

"Its eyes were glowing blue," I answered.

   Bringing my phone up to my ear, I listened to Derek's phone go to voicemail. I groaned, left a voicemail, then sent him a few text messages to call me back ASAP.

"No answer?" Stiles asks, crossing his arms.

"Yea, he's probably busy with Peter or something," I answer, shrugging my shoulders.

"What do we do now?" Stiles asks, stuffing his hands into his jacket pockets.

"We continue to look for clues," I responded.

"Oh, great." He threw his hands up and followed behind me.

Stacey's POV

   Focus Stacey. My bones crack and pop, rearranging. Tan fur with black spots comes from my skin and my tail. Finally, the pain stopped, my body felt numb, and I descended into the woods. My nose picks up on two different scents. One was Scott's scent, which seemed to be off in the distance, so I followed behind.

   I stood at a distance, watching Scott stare at a dark gray animal. It looked like a coyote.

"Malia?" I hear Scott's question.

   The coyote runs off, and Scott stands up to pull out his phone. Before he could turn, I ran back to where I had left my clothes. I slipped my clothes back and walked back to my car, changing my human form. I buckled up and drove home with a smile on my face.

   Walking into my house, I entered the kitchen where my mom was.

"How was your run?" She asks, grinning.

"It was good," I answered. "I'm sleepy now, so good night."

"Goodnight." I hear my mom reply.

   In my room, I showered, then threw on a pair of drawstring cotton shorts and a white t-shirt. As I lay in bed, I started thinking: I wonder how long I can keep this a secret.

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hi, can you do tiktok trends with stiles? like y/n doing them on him or with him. (does that make sense?)

Stiles Stilinski x reader

A bit on the shorter side but I hope you like it! I went with half headcanons and half story to explain it better. Don't be afraid to request more stuff if you like this!!

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Stiles would love to do more silly trends for sure! The one with the “you’re spinning me around; my feet are off the ground” audio came straight to mind.

Or maybe the one where you play rock, paper, scissors, and the winner gets to eat while the loser runs away and back? He’d be shoving the food in his mouth before you can make it back for sure!

You could try to do the trend where you try to hip thrust, squat, deadlift… each other, but I’m not sure how far he would get. Especially in the earlier seasons, he’s not getting far.

If you really enjoy doing these videos with him, he is all for it. Just come up with an idea and he’s game. He might even get Scott to join you guys for some TikTok’s. Really, he’d do anything for you if it makes you happy.

If you’re not the biggest fan he wouldn’t push you, but he might ask if you’d like to do a trend occasionally. Just say yes, he’ll be elated.

I don’t think he’d post them for everyone to see, just for your friends only.

Scott is responding to every single Tiktok you guys make. Especially ones where he’s in or if he’s the one filming.

Allison and Lydia are just your personal fangirls. Responding to TikTok’s with heart eyes emojis and little comments about how cute you guys are.

“And after that you have to pick me up.” You instruct while staring at the video playing on your phone. “What if I drop you?” Stiles asks, his eyes are narrow as he stares at the Tiktok playing. You’ve been trying to get the dance right; he barely has to do anything and yet he is the one struggling. “Just don’t?” you reply looking at him incredulously.

“I don’t know, that seems like a dangerous move.” He leans back, one of his hands is resting on his hip. “Stop being dramatic, it’s been fifteen minutes, and we still haven’t gotten it down.” You’re getting close to giving up, you might as well ask Allison to do it with you instead. “Okay, okay, I got it. Let’s go again.” He nods while speaking, almost trying to convince himself more than you.

You simply shake your head before getting back in position. You stand next to him, one of his hands above your head as you spin in a circle a few times. Next, he moves behind you, his arms under yours as he picks you up for a few seconds, before gently putting you down again. “See, I can do it! I’ve got this.” He tells you, standing confidently next to you.

You nod at him, laughing slightly “We’re only halfway done Stiles.” He claps his hands before moving to stand next to you again. “What’s next boss?”

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Okay so we all know the fics where stiles is kicked out of the pack or the ones where he kind of just becomes part of Derek’s pack after the torture incident really just Scott being a bad friend

Anyway just imagine how funny that shit looks from an outside view like imagine being his classmate and living like across the road from him just being confused why someone who was previously wanted for murder is practically living at the stilinski house or like a person who is known to be dead(Peter) one day just walking out of stiles house or like witnessing Erica Boyd and Isaac sticking to stiles and constantly like touching him at school or like one day this person like overhears one of the pack or Liam calling him mum or whatever

Like I feel like it would be so funny to read just the utter confusion and like I have got to find out what the fuck is happening of that

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Can anyone give me fic recs for pack mom Stiles? Like some lengthy, juicy, well written fic with a good plot? Maybe with Sterek?

It can be on any platform but I feel like I’ve been searching for a good fic to read for months and they’re all either escaping me or don’t exist? Please help, I need this 🫠🥲

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