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#Ian Bohen x male reader
supercap2319 · 7 months
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Noah Stilinski looks at his sons. He wishes he didn't have to address this topic, but as a father and as a sheriff, it was his duty. "Boys? I think it's time we talk about your... questionable taste in older men, who just happen to be werewolves and related."
Y/N looks at his father. "Technically, this is all Stiles's fault. He's the older brother. I'm just following my big brother's example."
"Oh, that is such bullshit! You're the one who started this by sucking Peter Hale's dick." Stiles said.
"Yeah, but you're the one who was getting fucked by–"
"Okay, enough! You're both guilty." Noah Stilinski said.
"Would it help things if we said Kate Argent turned Peter and Derek to teenagers?"
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wolf-knights · 2 years
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How did we get here
Pairing: Ian Bohen x m!reader(ftm)
A/N: hi there, um so I have been working on this for a while now I have about 3 and a half parts of this already written (on paper) this is the first part and was written with the intention of a series. Also this can be read as cis-male reader but I wrote it with ftm reader in mind. Also in the parts where I do include smut I'll try to make it as gender neutral as possible.
mentions: strong language, angst, break-up, mentions of alcohol, negative emotions. DO NOT READ IF UNCOMFORTABLE OR UNDER THE AGE OF 18. MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DONT INTERACT. if theres any warning i left out please let me know.
-> 18+only, do not repost, copy or translate my works nor post them anywhere else. Minors and ageless blogs do not interact with my blog or my fics. Reblogs, likes and comments are appreciated.
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Ian and you had been together for eight years now, you both met a year before teenwolf series was filmed. Recently both of you had been busy the new teen wolf movie, you guys did have scenes together but they never held the feeling of just you both being together.
Today was the last day of shooting, Ian had finished his scenes a day earlier than yours, you had gone into work a little later today as you were heading out you heard Ian on the phone with someone and it looked like he was angry so you left a note saying you were heading to work. As morning turned into evening Ian wanted to escape everything he was having a hard time deciding what to do. Ian had planned this day for years probably when you guys met at the party but something he always wanted had came in the middle of his plan but he decided to cook you both dinner so you could have a small dinner date. Ian went to the grocery store to pick some ingredients for steak and salad.
As he got home, he quickly changed into one of the outfits that you had gotten him for his birthday, he rolls his sleeves up before starting to cook up the meal but his mind somewhere else. You arrive not awhile later only to hear the classical music and a smell of a delicious meal, as you enter the kitchen you see Ian cutting up some vegetables for the salad as your eyes fall on him, you could see the rolled up sleeves his arms flexing. You could see he was distracted by something else so you clear your throat to get his attention, he looks up with a smirk slightly having the idea about what you were thinking. He cleaned his hands walking over to you and pulling you closer with an arm around your waist "well if it isn't by boyfriend?" he whispers and leans down a little to kiss you, as the kiss starts to get heated Ian breaks the kiss almost suddenly but you don't take a notice of it "why don't you go get changed into something comfortable yet date likey." he smiles at you while caressing your sides "I was just starting to enjoy the kiss." you whisper while running your hands up his hands "well i got to check the dinner so it won't burn like the pizza you made the other day." it made you let out a playful gasp "it was your fault for distracting me mister." Ian kisses you softly before smacking your ass with a smirk before he walks to check on the dinner while you go to get changed into something 'datey yet comfortable'.
As you walk out of the bedroom you see Ian setting up the table on the balcony, he pours some red wine for you guys in wine glasses and sensing your eyes on him he turns around holding the glass for you, but as he looks at you he whistles at you before walking over to you handing you, your glass before wrapping his arm around your waist pulling you closer "you look handsome my love" he whispers at which you smile and fix his collar "you look way more handsome than I do but I have to ask, what's all this for?" you questioned while taking a sip of your wine "well that's for me to know and you to find out." he replies cheekly and before you could reply back he shuts you up with a kiss and as soon as you pull away Ian puts on some slow song to which you both could sway to "would the y/n-l/n like to dance with me?" he says with a smirk "I don't know, I heard you are not good at dancing" "says the one who couldn't breath after our dance practice for that scene" Ian replies back as you both start to sway together "w-well that was a different kind of scene." you whisper as Ian presses his lips ever so softly on your neck that if your heart could physically melt it would but the moment had to be interrupted by a phone call-Ian's phone, you sigh and nod towards the ring tone "go pick it up I'll be at the table, god knows how many times one of our phones had interrupted us during intimate moments." you kiss his lips before going to the balcony and sitting on the table scrolling through your phone.
He goes to pick up his phone, seeing the number he goes into the bedroom picking the call up "Ian, hi how are you?" "I'm doing good just a bit on edge" "well that's just nerves but I have news for you" his manager says "what is it?" "you got the roll!" "w-what?which one?" he still had a tiny flicker of hope that what he was thinking was not true "the one you have to travel to france for I'm forgetting the name." Ian just hums before ending the call and sitting on the bed running his hand through his own hair, the only way to save your heart had to be this way...
A sudden knock on the bedroom door pulled Ian out of his thoughts "Ian love, you okay?" he hears your calm voice "y-yeah just ended the call." he answer back calming himself before opening the door seeing your worried expression, you could see how distracted he looked and how he was fidgeting with his hands a little but you ignore it, letting him come to you that's what you always did and it always worked or so you thought.
"go sit I'll bring out dinner." he says and kisses your lips before you walk back to the balcony and take a seat, soon you hear Ian coming back with two plates filled with delicious food he had cooked, he places one infront of you and the other infront of himself "this smells so good." you gush as Ian pours more red wine for both of you holding his glass up you both cling your glasses together before getting started on eating the dinner.
As you finish the food, you both take a walk for awhile usually a conversation would flow so easily between the two of you but today there was this form of an awkward silence, which made you feel out of place and uncomfortable and you could feel how anxious Ian was. You tried to ask him earlier what was going on but he quietened you down. You take a deep breath and finally decided enough was enough, you pull on his hand to make him stop "y/n?" he looks at you with confusion "what's going on with you?" you ask with a frown "I told you nothing is going on, why can't you just leave it?" he says in a agitated voice, a sort of voice he never used with you, it made you more on edge "Ian, I'm worried about you, you have been stressed for a whole week. The only way we get through hard times is through communication you were the one who told me that, so listen to your own words will you?" you move closer to him but he pulls back it hurt you and he could see it on your face the look of hurt and confusion "you won't get it y/n, just leave it" he says and walks away to the car and getting in "you can't run away from a conversation like that Ian." you say and sit in the passenger seat "I'm not running away from the conversation, it's just ugh yk what let's talk about this." he says more frustrated but in his eyes you could still see the love he held for you but his tone was completely different at the moment "in all honesty y/n I think we should break up." he mumbles "w-what?" "we should break up y/n" you look away from him shocked by his words, saying you were 'shocked' would be an extreme understatement, your hands trembling with nervousness "y-you can't Ian, w-why would you do this?" you ask looking at him now, you knew your eyes were already filled with tears. He could see your tears and how it hurt you, it hurt him too, it hurt him more than he could ever imagine hurting like this, but he had to do this for your sake."because a lot of things are going to change and it's better if we break this off now rather than later on." he says after taking in a deep breath to control his emotions "Ian we have been through hell together, we have been together for eight fucking years! W-what changed?" Ian could see your heart shattering through your eyes even tho you tried to keep your emotions at bay. He could feel you closing those falls up again, it had been ages since these walls were up and even then Ian could break through them as if they were paper "so this is it?" you ask not even looking at Ian anymore, the way you were putting those walls up again hurt Ian.
As you look away from him, Ian's hand moves to hold yours out of habit but he pulled it back letting out sigh "I guess so." Ian answers looking out of the window "'I guess so' you are the one who is breaking up with me and all you can think of saying is I guess so!" your eyes well up with tears, you try blinking them away but they fall down your cheek, in response you wipe them harshly and you get out the car and so does Ian "w-where are you going?" "back to my apartment, don't follow me please" you say with a sniffle before looking at your hand seeing the promise ring he gave you a long time ago, you remove it and hand it to him. You walk away from Ian and that probably was the longest walk of your life. Ian watched you walk away and he at that moment realized what a big mistake he had made but he couldn't walk back to you, he just couldn't.
As you get into your apartment all the memories you and Ian had made in this very apartment, you completely break apart on the floor of your apartment. You didn't know what to do with yourself everything about your daily routine for the past 8 years included Ian in some sort of way, you let out sob filled laugh at the thought. After awhile you move to couch seeing as you didn't want to be the bedroom, you cried for what felt like hours on end which had tired you out, this led you to sleeping curled up on the couch that held so many memories from yours and Ian's early days of the relationship, the relationship that was in shambles now. It hurt that you might have to see Ian again whenever you decide to get your things from HIS house, that once used to be yours too, a house that held beautiful, loving memories , all those nights when you couldn't sleep someone was there to hold you, to love you (in uncountable ways), to tell you that everything you are thinking about or stressing about will be okay yet that person himself had broken your heart for god knows what reason, but you were to tired to think about it all even tho your brain kept supplying degrading reasons as to why he would do this. You took a deep breath before closing your eyes just thinking and all of sudden it felt like you had passed out, it was the type of sleep where you don't even know when you went to sleep...
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Hi, the second part will be coming hopefully soon, I'll be having my exams soon so it will be difficult to write something. Hopefully you enjoyed and I hope you have a good day/night. ❤️
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supercap2319 · 27 days
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Derek growls when he sees some guy talking with Stiles. His claws and canines came out, and if it was evident that Derek was jealous, the flash of his eyes was a good indicator of his current mood.
Y/N followed his gaze and sighed. "Derek, you gotta chill. You have to trust your partner. Look at me. Do you see me getting all bent out of shape? Nope. Because I don't get jealous."
"Really?" Derek raised an eyebrow. "Then you wouldn't he upset to see Uncle Peter flirting with a pretty blonde?"
Y/N's eyes widened in surprise. "What?!" He looks to where Derek is pointing, and Y/N sees Peter politely tip his cowboy hat. She smiled and twirled her hair with a wink.
"Derek, this is no longer a fun night out. It's an execution." Y/N growls and starts towards Peter and the blonde.
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supercap2319 · 1 month
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Peter turned to see Stiles's younger brother staring at him with a lustful gaze. Peter had just gotten out of the shower and wrapped a blue towel around his waist. "Whatcha thinking about, Sweetheart?"
Y/N smiled. "You. Thinking about riding you like a horse."
Peter nods and gives him a thumbs up.
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supercap2319 · 1 month
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"I mean it, Peter. Get out of the water. I told Scott that I would watch you, but I am not saving you if you drown." Y/N said, crossing his arms over his chest as he huffed in annoyance.
Peter and Derek were aged backward in a Mexican tomb surrounded by wolfsbane. While Peter remembered who he was and everything that's happened the last few years, Derek did not. Scott and Stiles were keeping an eye on him, and Scott tasked Y/N with watching Peter. He was even more annoying as a teenager.
The former alpha did a couple of laps as he inhaled some water and then spit it out like a fountain. "Come play with me, sweetheart."
"You can't call me sweetheart. We're the same age now. It's weird." Y/N said.
"You didn't mind it before." Peter said with a smile. That damn half filthy smirk of his. The one that could make Y/N's insides melt. Peter stood up so his muscular frame was wet from the water and glistening in the afternoon sun. Of all the places to choose, why did he choose a lake to come to?
Y/N hated himself as he blushed hard.
"Now...get in here." Peter pointed to the water.
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supercap2319 · 2 months
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"What are you doing, sweetheart?" Peter asked as he walked into the loft to see Y/N L/N naked on his couch with his feet on the cushions. If this was an elaborate prank, Peter didn't think it was very funny.
"Well, I had nothing to do tonight. Everyone is busy with their significant other, and Derek didn't mind me coming over. Apparently, he and Stiles are banging.....drums in the woods somewhere."
"Wanna tell me why you're naked?"
"I was eating ice cream and spilled chocolate sauce on my shirt. My clothes are in the washer as wr speak."
"So, why didn't you find a robe to cover up with?"
"Oh, come on, Peter. You know as well as I that being naked is more fun." Y/N smiles.
Peter smiled, too. "Sure is, sweetheart."
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supercap2319 · 6 months
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Noah Stilinski smiles and puts a hand on Y/N's shoulders and looks at Derek. "Y/N's at that very special age when a boy has only one thing on his mind.
"Boys?" Derek guessed.
Y/N grinned. "Homicide."
In the corner, Peter Hale smiled. "That's my boy!"
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supercap2319 · 10 months
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"You know, sweetheart. I've been thinking about sharing you with the entire Hale pack." Peter whispered as he nips and sucked on Y/N's neck, causing the young man to moan for him as the werewolf slowly moved his hips against his own.
His teeth grazed his soft skin as Peter's eyes flashed red. "Thinking about you pleasuring all my pack and you just being the slutty boy I know you want to be. But then I remember that I'm selfish. And I don't like to share my toys. What do you say, sweetheart? You want to only please daddy? Or do you want to whore yourself for my family?"
"You! Only you Peter. I just want to serve you." Y/N whined as Peter bit harder andsmirks.
"Good boy."
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supercap2319 · 11 months
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"Peter... Is that you?" Y/N asked the young man with salt and pepper colored hair. He turned his deep set blue eyes on him and frowned slightly. "Yes, and who are you?"
Y/N licked his lips nervously. "You've seen Back to The Future right?"
Young Peter nodded. "I have. Why?"
"What would you say if I told you that I'm from the future? And you're my boyfriend."
Peter looks him up and down before he smiles wide. "I could see that, sweetheart."
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supercap2319 · 11 months
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"Should I have gotten you a card?" Y/N asked.
Peter looks up at him and frowns. "A card for what, sweetheart?"
Y/N smiled as he walked towards him and straddled the older man's hips on the couch as he leaned down to his ears. "Father's day card. You are my Daddy, yeah?"
Peter shivered at that. Hearing Y/N call him his 'Daddy' was really getting him going. "Jesus, sweetheart."
"I want to give Daddy his present. My tight hole. And I want to suck him as much as he wants. Let him cum down my pretty throat."
Peter growled and kissed him rough and hard before pulling away. "You. Bedroom. Now!"
"Sir, yes sir."
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supercap2319 · 11 months
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Stiles came into Y/N's room with a purpose. He could see the shine in his older brother's eyes. He put down his gaming controller. "Yes? What can I do for you?"
The eldest Stilinski sibling looks down at Y/N and smiled. "You're in deep shit, little bro."
"What? Why?"
Stiles took out his phone and showed him a very dirty picture. "I wonder how dad would feel if he saw this picture of you on your knees for Peter fucking Hale, cum dripping down your face. You'll be grounded until you're in a nursing home."
Y/N briefly wonders how and when Stiles got that picture, but it didn't matter because he had his own little bargaining chip. "Oh really? I wonder how dad would feel seeing you get your tight ass fucked by Derek Hale in the shower?" He brought out his own phone and showed him the picture he took of them.
Stiles' face paled as he looked at Y/N. "You wouldn't dare..."
"Try me."
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supercap2319 · 11 months
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Y/N wasn't scared. And Peter knew that he wasn't scared, but that didn't stop him from letting Y/N crawl into his lap and let Peter surround him into a tight embrace as they watched the movie. Tonight was movie night and Stiles chose a scary movie to watch and at first he was fine, until he started getting scared and clung to Derek out of fear as the other male rolled his eyes and growled at his childish antics.
Peter chuckles as he lets Y/N pretend to be scared and holds him closer as he begins to kiss his neck, earning a moan from him as he whispers in his ear. "Why don't we have our own private peepshow tonight? I bet I can make you scream more than this movie can."
Y/N whimpers and nods as Peter carried him off the couch and up to his bedroom.
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supercap2319 · 2 years
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Peter: “What were you thinking about, little boy?”
Y/N: *Smirks* “You. What are you going to do about it?”
Peter: *Smirks as well* “Oh, so many things, sweetheart.”
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supercap2319 · 2 months
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"What are you doing here, sweetheart?" Peter asked without turning around. He didn't need to. He could hear and smell him from miles away, but there was something different about his scene.
Y/N came out of the shadows and walked towards Peter. "I completely my transition. See my fangs?" He smiled, and Peter got a good look at the fangs growing out of his lateral incisors as he turned to face him.
"So, you came to kill the Big Bad Wolf, eh?"
"Oh, definitely. But I want you to suffer first. And I want you to keep your promise. Train me to be like you." Y/N said.
Peter chuckled. "A killer?"
"In control."
"Why should I?"
Y/N whooshed, and suddenly Peter was on the couch with Y/N straddling his hips. "Because you can have my new supernaturally charged body in sex." He whispered in Peter's ear.
Peter growled and pinned Y/N down on the couch. "Or I could just rip your throat out, Sweetheart."
"Do it."
Peter crashed their lips together.
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supercap2319 · 6 months
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Being dp'd by Derek and Peter Hale
"Ohh, God! Peter, Derek! Please slow down." Y/N begs as the two werewolves are fucking his brains out.It was tough enough taking one Hale cock inside his hole, but it was another story all together with two of them.
It started out with a heavy make-out session with Peter. The way he touched him left Y/N moaning for him. Derek came into the room a while later and tried to ignore the scent of sex and lust in the air, but it was burning his nostrils until the wolf inside him couldn't take it anymore as he join his uncle in fucking the human.
They weren't gentle or sweet. It was about fucking raw and hard. To satisfy their primal instincts. Y/N might be swore with bruises and scratch marks, but he liked it like that. He got off on the pain. Peter called him a little masochist.
A deep rumble escaped their throats as Peter and Derek smiled down at him. "And why should we? You need to be taught a lesson, pretty boy." They fucked him harder, really drilling into his already abused hole as he screams in ecstasy for the werewolves.
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supercap2319 · 11 months
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A jealous Peter notices a hickey on your neck and strips you naked to find more. It's make-up.
Peter noticed the hickey even before Y/N had a chance to take off his jacket. He was in on Y/N in a flash as the younger male jumped. "Jesus, Peter. You scared me."
"Strip. Now!" Peter demanded.
"W-W-What? Why?"
Peter's eyes glowed of a werewolf and he growled as he got in Y/N's face. "I SAID STRIP BOY!"
Y/N blushed and began to take off his clothes until he was naked as Peter grabbed him and roughly examined him. "Who was touching what's mine? Who were you being a little cock slut with?"
"No one. Honest." Y/N whimpers.
"Then why do you have a hickey?" Peter asked.
"It's not a hickey. It's make-up. It's Lydia's. She was testing this new blush on my neck, I swear Peter. It's only make-up. I was just being a good friend. I know better than to cheat on you."
"You better not, sweetheart."
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