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justonemoregayboy · 2 years

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Creating a harem with the straight men of Beacon Hills chapter One

pairing: Liam Dunbar x male! oc. SMUT HAHA

Clarifications: this fanfic of my man oc is not from male reader, my oc is an Incubus, I have the idea that the Incubus possess magic so there will be magic in this fanfic, this story is obscene so read at your own risk, all the men of teen wolf will have their sexual moment, this is the first part so expect many more.

word count: 4380

requests are open🖤

English is not my first language sorry if there are spelling mistakes enjoy reading

Monday in the morning. The beginning of the long course of the week. For most of the young people it meant the beginning of a long week full of classes, homework and school responsibility. But it wasn't the same for Austin, his situation was different from most.

After leaving Beacon Hills for more than a year (to learn to control and use his new powers at all) he urgently needed to be back here in the town that saw him grow up surrounded by his pack, of course he knew that members of the pack The community of the town were supernatural beings, quite the opposite of them not knowing that he is an incubus and would prefer that he continue like this for a longer time.

Breaking out of his thoughts he saw in the distance the pair of boys he was looking for not far from where he was. They were walking up the stairs so he quickened his pace to reach them, apparently both boys were too focused on their own conversation that they didn't notice the boy behind them.

´´And we hugged the rest of the night´´ mentioned the pale boy as he nervously played with his hands.

´´That sounds good´´ answered the Latin boy, both boys would have continued with their conversation if it were not for the fact that their vision was interrupted by a pair of hands that were positioned over their eyes.

At that moment a third voice was introduced into the conversation ´´Hey guys it's been a while´´ the words were purred in the ears of both in a playful way causing them both to give a little cry and jump at the same time due to the recent unexpected stimulus.

They both turned towards the owner of the voice expecting to see a man's face, on the contrary their range of vision gave direct to the largest pair of pectorals they had ever seen inside a person's black shirt so they had to raise their gazes to meet the boy's face. At first glance it was the face of a young white-skinned man with dark eyes and hair of the same color. The two stood paralyzed looking questioningly at the subject for almost a minute analyzing almost everything, the eyes of the pair of friends crossed and their expressions showed confusion wondering who this guy was and why he had scared them like this out of the blue.

´´Mmm ok are you going to say something or are you just going to look at me as if I were a complete stranger´´ Austin looked at both of them expecting a positive response from him, instead his faces looked more confused than before. ´´Wait, do you really not recognize me? Come on guys I was only gone for a year, there's no way they forgot about my existence so quickly.

Both heads began to roll their screws at almost the same time as mentioned above. ´´Wait a minute, Scott don´t tell me that he is DON´T-TELL ME THAT YOU ARE!!´´ exclaimed the pale boy almost shouting as he turned his head to see between Scott and the almost two meter tall boy who they had in front of them. For his part, Scott proceeded to use his enhanced werewolf sense of smell to confirm his suspicions, at that very moment the characteristic scent of his old friend entered through his nostrils, clearing any doubt about the boy's identity. Present.

"A-Austin?" asked the young alpha coming out of his recent astonishment. Austin responded to the question with an effusive nod to the boys, earning a strong and charged hug from Scott and a more surprised look from Stiles, the boy's mouth seemed to get bigger with each passing second that seemed funny to Austin at the moment . ´´Old good heavens you look so different, the last time we saw you you were a little shorter than us but look at you now you are as tall or even a little more than Derek himself´´. Every word that came out of Scott's mouth sounded full of wonder and longing as he continued to hug his friend.

For his part, Stiles was still trying to process what was happening, he didn't understand how a short, skinny boy who didn't seem capable of carrying his own weight now looked like a giant reinforced wall made of pure muscle. He was snapped out of his amazement when he was pulled into a hug with the rest of his friends.

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Austin had chatted with his two friends for a moment as they walked to his classroom, during the walk he was bombarded by hundreds of questions from both of them, most if not all of them focused on the drastic change in his appearance to what he he could only answer that it was because he had undergone a demanding exercise program and also part of puberty, clearly he couldn't tell them that it was because his Incubus nature had come to light in that period of time resulting in that surprising change, they were informed of everything that had happened in their absence from the bad news of Allison's death to the fact that Derek Hale was currently the same age as them, that was surprising.

To Austin's discontent, he was not allowed to continue his conversation with the boys because they did not share the first class together that day and he had realized it just when they arrived at the classroom, so he had to leave leaving the boys in the class history having the one to go to math class.

Crossing the corridors he noticed that he was not the only one who was arriving to class, in the direction he was going one of the sexiest boys he had seen so far appeared at his sight, the closer he got he noticed that the boy seemed lost, maybe he could do his good deed for the day by helping him with the problem that he was sure was just for that and not because his incubus side was demanding that he feed on the boy's sexual energy.

´´Hello, excuse me, do you have a problem?´´. He said as he shook his hand in front of the boy he was holding and looked with a confused expression at what looked like his class schedule, at that moment he was looked at by the most beautiful pair of blue eyes he had ever seen as well as he could feel his hole He began to self-lubricate eager for sexual action, he pushed those thoughts away for the time being the boy looked too innocent to try to get that from him. "My names Austin and I'm sorry but I couldn't help but notice you look a little lost." If he was only going to help him as a good person, although it was getting more and more difficult having the blonde so close, it was easier to fall into temptation since his masculine scent was within his reach, which gave off both the parts of his body in sight and the ones that weren't visible, the defined shape of his biceps that showed that the boy took care of his physique, the broad shoulders covered by that simple shirt that could be torn off without much effort, his marked Adam's apple that if you looked further down you could see the start of his collarbone that looked delicious to look at, he couldn't forget about the jackpot either… even though the boy was a bit shorter than Scott compared to his height the difference was quite a bit even so he could notice the indisputable bulge on the Between the boy's legs, it was clear that his cock was not erect at that moment, but for the eyes of an incubus, clothes were not an impediment to seeing humans as they were with or without clothes, and the blond boy had a good look stay even if he was in a resting state.

The boy looked up from the timetable, startled and a little amazed at the stature of the man addressing him. ''H-hello I'm Liam, eh yes, it's a shame that it's so obvious''. Austin found Liam's nervousness adorable, because of this he started planning how to get rid of that confused smirk on his mouth by looking for a flirtatious one instead, but the big blue eyes could stay.

He got as close as he could to him placing his hands as close to his as he checked Liam's schedule, as soon as he located what he was looking for he got to work. ´´Don't worry Liam, when I was also new to these corridors it was confusing at first but you'll see how you get used to it in a short time, but I can help you for now, I'll tell you the easiest way to get to your class´´. He took advantage of the situation to place one of his hands on Liam's shoulder while he explained the way, at the same time his powers began to work the moment he touched the boy, his hands began to send waves that were undetectable to anyone but his kind as he continued to give directions, he could feel Liam's body heat increasing, especially between his legs. ´´´Woah Liam are you ok? Your face is a bit red. The fact of being next to the boy in this state that he is in made him feel full in more ways than one.

´´Ha and-I don't know, I feel a little strange´´. Liam felt that his body was boiling in a good way but he could feel it more in his cock that was starting to wake up, for some reason his most basic reproductive instinct was starting to activate causing his brain to look for the closest female to leave his offspring causing her eyes to focus on Austin. He knew that the other was a man not a woman as his brain associated and apart from that his common sense told him that he shouldn't feel so turned on by being so close to the other boy since Liam is Straight he had never felt love attraction for a guy. man and much less in a sexual way, but his reasoning was losing the battle against his sexual desire, he was beginning to imagine how Austin's big bulging chest would feel, how those pretty lips would feel and most importantly how tight that ass would be taller guy's fat if it was around his fat milky cock.

The next thing that happened was confusing for Liam from one moment to another step from receiving instructions from Austin to lifting the other's shirt and sticking his mouth to his nipple while with his other hand he played with the right nipple of that big tit that he could easily surpass in size if compared to any of the girls he had been with before.

´´Mmm wow cute puppy you´re just a hungry baby´´. Austin moaned in pleasure as he felt the shorter man's mammary actions on his breasts, he was filling himself with too much pleasure even though they were still in the foreplay but the fact that he was seducing a straight man made the satisfaction level rise to a notch higher level. It took all of her willpower to stop Liam temporarily, not that the idea of her ass being stuffed by this man in the hallway at school wasn't tempting but she didn't feel like having to explain herself right now. in case someone discovered them acting like a pair of animals in the act of reproduction. ´´Wait Liam´´ Liam's sad and confused look at being interrupted from this pleasure almost took away his sexual appetite because of how cute the boy looked… but only almost. "Let's continue this in a more private place daddy." Thanks to that last word Liam got a great boost sucking with all his strength the nipple he had in his mouth proceeding to pull it with his lips as hard as possible and then let it go causing the sound of plop and a groan from Austin.

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Liam was leaning against the wall inside the janitor's room while words like ´´fuck´´ ´´shit´´ ´´more´´ ´´please´´ came out of her mouth. For his part, Austin had his face glued to the large bulge that had formed in Liam's jeans, the Incubus was sniffing and licking the visible outline of the big fat cock of the male that he had at his desire, when he decided that enough of punishing Liam was enough. He reached out to unzip those damn pants that kept him from his prize but when his fingers reached the zipper he stopped and looked at Liam. ´´Tell me what you want Liam´´. Those words seemed enough for Liam to conflict on the one hand he felt his fat cock so swollen and in need of love it required all the attention in the world but a small part of him knew this wasn't normal he was still straight it wasn't right that he was acting like a schoolgirl giving her virginity to the popular boy in school let alone this boy who was almost twice his size who seemed so willing to help him release all the pressure from his hot heavy cock.

Seeing no other option she swallowed his pride. ´´I-I need you to please suck my heavy cock Austin I need it so much, more than anything in my whole life´´. Liam said feeling the weight leave his shoulders and he was able to breathe better but he felt a sudden attack of shame wanting to cover his face for the vomit of sincerity he just released but leaving it just as an idea since Austin had ordered him to lean on the wall and stay still, he felt that he should obey the orders that came out of the mouth of this boy he had met less than an hour ago, a boy who was about to take all his cock who was looking at him with that pair of eyes that they made him feel safe, that pair of eyes that for a millisecond he could swear had glowed a vivid pink replacing the black but the change was so brief that his mind instantly dismissed it as a hallucination of the heat of the moment he was going through .

Austin without further ado proceeded to remove Liam's pants along with his underwear as fast as he could, at that moment a fat cock from the force exerted emerged bouncing in front of Austin's surprised face, seeing it through the clothes was one thing but having it face to face with nothing to work as a barrier was another story, right now I could appreciate it in detail, noticing everything about it, the main thing was the shape and size from the trunk to the tip, it seemed that that cock had been made by hand starting with the base that is covered by a thick layer of pubic hair of a slightly darker blonde color than the hair on the head of its owner, the beginning of that cock was normal but it was getting thicker as it followed the route of the middle of the trunk to the big dark red head that was glistening from the pre-seminal fluid that was starting to seep out of its opening, that big fat uncut cock that was a different tan color. Leaving in an attractive way in view of the rest of its owner's complexion, in addition to having a large path of highlighted veins that demonstrated its power, apart from the fact that it was an indomitable 12-inch beast that had a pair of balls that were almost the size of Austin's hand… right now he thanked any higher being that he was an Incubus capable of withstanding this delicious challenge instead of a mortal who would no doubt have to sell his soul in order to handle half of this monster.

He was sure of one thing he was going to give Liam Dunbar the best sex of his young life.

"Oh, you are so big!" Austin said, watching with delight as he stroked Liam's cock in his hand and felt it shake all hot and sweaty and hard. For his part Liam was a mess of moans and occasional tremors due to stimulation. The boy was freaking out, he was in a situation that he never expected in his life, a man is jerking off his cock and he was getting the most sexual pleasure he had experienced to this day.

The Incubus took the head of his cock between his lips and began to suck. Austin had prepared a lot for this moment. Ultimately, all the training he had during that long year of his departure would be worthless if he couldn't show her a good time and give he pleasure like he had never felt before from her first straight man, and Austin wouldn't let that happen. . Now he had this sexy boy's cock in his mouth and it was time for him to show her that there was no woman in comparison who could take better care of her than he could.

Austin licked and sucked on the tip for a while before sliding his lips lower and beginning to suck, and once he started sucking on it he didn't back down he wanted him to see how eager he was to suck his cock, and in he opinion the best way to show he happiness at being on her knees in front of him was for he to fully commit. He didn't just shake his head at him; he threw himself to the ground and leaned back so hard that he risked aching his neck with the aggressiveness with which he shook his head. However, Austin knew it would be a temporary pain since one of the benefits of being a sex demon was quick recovery from any exertion.

His sloppy blowjob was leaving the poor boy wanting more. The relentless lowering of his head that saw him take it almost to the bottom of his throat each time made Austin's handsome face drip with his own saliva, and he didn't care one bit. He thrust past any gag reflex any human could possibly possess but that was no problem for him as far as he knew if he put his mind to it he could take up to five cocks in his mouth at once if that was the case. His pleasure was all that mattered, and he only had to look at him to realize that Liam was already his property. He still looked shocked, but now it was for a very different reason.

However, he still wouldn't be satisfied. He was going to exploit every advantage he had to satisfy Liam, and one area he was sure he beat Liam's exes and just about any woman around was the size of his boobs. He took his mouth off his cock for a moment so he could pull her shirt over his head in less than six seconds. Liam's eyes immediately fell on the large breasts he had previously tasted and squeezed with an irresistible need to hold back, and Austin smiled. He was used (since his sudden physical change) to men (and some women) ogling at his chest, but he almost felt as if he had been given such a large pair of breasts specifically to please to any straight man. Certainly Liam seemed to enjoy looking at them enough.

He continued to watch as he bounced his breasts playfully up and down as both boobs were making the boy drool, but he didn't give her much time to gawk at his bare breasts. His breasts weren't just for show, and he'd taken them out for a reason. If Liam had been impressed with his blowjob, he was going to be absolutely amazed at what came next.

He pushed his massive breasts together around his giant cock, trapping it between his tits before beginning to slide them up and down and give him a proper handjob. There was already plenty of lubrication provided by the messy blowjob he'd been giving her, so he had no trouble building a good rhythm that had him moaning quickly. He didn't say it, but he was thinking to himself that this was an act some previous girlfriend of Liam's couldn't perform for him. No one wouldn't be able to do it like that anyway. Very few women could compete with the size of Austin's breasts, be it from the best porn actress of the moment or just in general, and he was exploiting that fact.

Liam moaned deeply in appreciation of his titjob, and Austin had a feeling he wouldn't need to hold on much longer for him to come. The thought of him shooting he cum onto he breasts was incredibly arousing for him, and it was something he wanted very much.

Austin has to stop himself from laughing at the wide-eyed look of surprise on his face as he speeds up the handjob with his massive tits, giving him pleasures he thought weren't there before as he leans back and moans. So soft…so warm…and so wet, thanks to how much he drooled and spit all over his chest. And he continues to do so, his tongue sticking out and providing a steady stream of saliva to lubricate his tits as he begins to move them up and down.

He was doing a very good job, Liam's head fell back and moans came freely from his lips as Austin continued to use his huge breasts to masturbate him. Even though he wasn't looking at him at the moment, Austin made sure to keep his tongue off of him, not because of the saliva, his breasts were already quite wet. No, he was doing it because when he made his Liam come, he wanted to give her a nice target to blast with the load bubbling out of his balls. The fact that he wanted to taste it as much as he could was a given at this point.

An evil idea occurred to him at that moment. One almost as delicious as the presaminal liquid he had been lucky enough to taste before.

“Are you going to cum daddy? Are you going to cum on my slutty face and my tits? Paint your little white slut with your big fat load- AH!

Austin was interrupted when Liam suddenly came, the first stream of cum exploding from the tip of him and hitting him right in the eye. He closes it immediately, just in time for more to fall on the lid, sealing it with hot cum.

The first impulse was far from the last. Austin doing his best to make him come as hard and as hard as he could. Ignoring the burning in his arms as he continued to move her heavy breasts up and down. Ignoring his own desire to swallow the cum that lands in his mouth, in favor of keeping he mouth open and waiting, making sure to keep his face as attractive a target for his facial as he can.

Thread after thread very hot lands on his features. His mouth, cheeks, nose, eyes and even his hair were covered in cum, making it impossible for Austin to open his eyes, his face almost unrecognizable under the mask of cum. Thick drops fell from his face onto the tops of his tits, adding to the wetness that already coated them.

Liam limply begins to slide down the wall until he drops to the ground, gasping for breath as his mind tries to catch up with everything that had happened. One second he's looking for the right way to his classroom, the next a strange man is sucking he dick like his life depended on it.

And now his face was unrecognizable beneath the mess he had…burst upon him.

He could feel his softening cock contracting as he looked at his cum-covered features, his swollen, freshly-fucked lips. All topped off by the enthusiastic smile all over he face, making no move to wipe it off, as he remains on he knees, giving him a good look at the mess he had made of him. And making sure he saw how much Austin loved what he had done to him.

Liam was silent, stunned silent, while Austin rose all the semen he had on him began to go as if it had a life of its own towards the interior of the boy's mouth, when there was no more trace of semen in Austin he began to get his shirt. This barely seemed to be able to contain the boy's breasts that seemed to have increased a little more in size highlighting the nipples through the shirt.

“We'll see each other again soon darling, when I'm hungry again. At any moment…” Using his fingers to cup Liam's chin bringing his lips to the boy's still on the ground, it started as a slow kiss to turn into a heated battle of tongues each seeking to dominate the other by doing in the process of Liam tasting the remains of his cum from Austin's mouth. After a few minutes the incubus separated from Liam leaving the boy wanting more. ´´Don't be greedy puppy we will have more fun later, now you better go to class and put on your pants I don't want anyone else to see what belongs to me´´. The incubus placed a quick kiss on the tip of Liam's tired cock causing a groan from him, before greeting him with his fingers and a mischievous smile on his lips.

He walks back out of the janitor's closet, a bit of his own natural lube running down his thighs and sweat on his face, the happiest person in school.

After watching Austin leave, there was only one thing Liam knew. He was definitely going to need to have sex with Austin again.

Jeez… "Ah…fuck…yeah…just like that…that was just…wow…"

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zaceouiswriting · 2 years

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Art of Seduction: Peter Hale

Character: Peter Hale x male reader

Universe: Teen Wolf

Warnings: Smut, a bit kinky

Coming back to a small city, that had so many memories for me like Beacon Hills, was a strange thing. In the last few years, since finishing school, I hadn’t thought about it much. But how much I actually would be happy about returning, I could’ve never imagined.

To be honest I did not hope for much. I just had to care for my sick father, while also somehow finishing my studies. Most of the time I was in my childhood home. That was until two years later, I finally finished my master's and immediately got a job as a researcher.

Even though I couldn’t leave my father, the people were really gracious, and even helped me build a research lab perfectly for my studies near my home, so my father would never be alone. Of course, things weren’t easy that way, but this project was worth it.

It was not long after I started my research, that I just needed to leave my home for one day, asking one of my neighbors to look after my father for that day, to just go into town.

The day was nice, the sun shinned down giving the mostly modest temperatures a good boost. I was sitting in a Cafe, reading a book I was interested in for a while. As a man approached me. A bit older than I normally liked, but way too handsome for his own good.

We talked for hours, he was charming, a gentleman, and funny. With the grumpy way he looked, I almost thought this conversation would go horrible.

Weeks passed and we got closer. So close, that I got to know his younger nephew, and that was where all problems started.

„Derek?“, I asked the man, my date wanted me to meet. Peter was confused, that I knew his nephew already. „I thought you moved away.“ Derek was different than I knew him. Of course, after a tragic life just like his, it was understandable.

„I did, but my father became sick and I had to come back. And now I’m working from home. I thought you would never come back, as you said to me, that night.“

Not long after I said this, I could feel how the hand around my wrist became stronger. Looking over at Peter, clear jealousy was visible on his handsome face.

Softly I laid my hand on his, „Derek was my best friend back in school. You know when you were a creep and always came onto school grounds to hang out with him?“

Never in my life would I have thought that his face could actually become red. He always seemed so over everyone and everything. But I found it cute, even though something told me, that he was not only embarrassed but also angry. So I just decided to let it go and talk further with Derek.

Days after the meeting, I haven’t heard anything from Peter, he did not pick up any of my calls or messaged me back. It was quite out of character for him. Especially the way he had spammed me before.

Going over to his house, was fruitful but also borderline scary. He had opened the door and even let me in. And everything in the house was clean from the smallest crack to the entire ceiling. It even looked, like he had polished every bit of glass he could find.

„What I s going on?“

„Go back to lover boy. After you called me out I remembered how you looked at him, with these disgusting puppy eyes, wanting all of Derek’s intention…“

Before he could say too much bullshit, I just kissed him. Something we hadn’t done before. To be fair, we had done nothing prior to this. He never seemed really ready for it.

But Derek told me a lot about him and what he went through since his family died and he actually was in the basement as well. This means that it was a miracle that he wasn’t completely burned and still alive.

„I don’t want Derek. I never wanted, I might have been a bit infatuated with him, but nothing else.“ His face was in-between my hands, while I told that to him.

His eyes widened as he realized that he fucked up. Even trying to get me to stroke his cheeks. Almost like a hurt dog. Instead of that, I pulled him into a tight hug. His hands were almost immediately short above my behind.

„Are you showing me around, or what?“, I asked a while later. A bit embarrassed he looked away, but grabbed me by my hand and showed me everything. Because he seemed to have cleaned the last days, it was in pristine condition. „And what about your bedroom? You know I will need to know where it is, when I come by more often, from now on.“

With a rising blush on his cheeks, he brought me finally to the place where I wanted to be from the beginning. Not a second later after we came into the room, I pushed him onto his bed. Immediately getting in between his legs, hands already over his groin, „What?“ He was able to ask before I began to open his pants.

„Either you can ask questions, or I can suck your cock, and maybe if I like what I see I even let you fuck me.“

He was utterly stunned at my words. I was reserved rarely using any ‘bad‘ words always pleasant. That must have been quite the shock for him indeed.

But he did not say another word, nor did he try to move me away, which I took as my sign to do something about his doubts. Opening his pants and grabbing his already massive hard member, I was more than happy to see what he was hiding. I hoped it was big enough to fuck me stupid with.

Licking it slightly, he already shamelessly moaned like a schoolboy getting his first blowjob in his life. But I also could feel his restlessness and decided to do what I could. Taking him into my throat. It took exactly five seconds, for him to cum like a fountain down my throat, as I massaged his member with it.

Coughing I came back off of it, as he was finished. „Haven’t had fun in a while?“, I asked him cheekily. But he just looked away, ashamed.

I even had to double take, „Wait, you are a virgin?“, I asked him in absolute disbelieve. He said nothing, just looked away.

With both my hands on his knees, I slowly came up again, standing in front of him. Panicked eyes, searched for me, fearing that I would abandon him, after learning of this. But instead, I was undressing myself, right in front of his eyes.

Which lustfully followed my every move. „Are you just laying there, or are you undressing yourself? Or do I need to do this too?“ It did take a moment before he realized what I had in mind. With the agility of a teenager, he had already shredded his shirt off of his body, but was too slow, to do the same to his pants, before I straddled his upper body.

„I will ride myself open with your dick and when I signal to you, that everything is fine, I want you to fuck me as you want, okay? Don’t worry, you can even wolf out on me, you can’t hurt me.“

Again he just stared at me stunned, not because I was entering his dick, into my tight hole but because of the words, I had spoken to him. Normal people just do not know when someone is a werewolf.

But thankfully, he had not enough time to think about it, as his head already was pushing into me, pleasuring us both.

I was not sure, when it happened, directly after I was sitting completely on his dick, or a couple of moments later, but as soon as I gave him the signal, he got me off his dick, stood up with me, but threw me back down, pushing my head into his cushions and fucked the everliving daylight out of me.

He was ramming me, biting, even piecing my flesh with his claws. But every damage he does, vanished immediately after he pulled the bodily weapons he used out.

That was the point after which I don’t remember anything anymore, just vividly had the picture of him, holding me against a wall right beside a tall mirror. Calling me names, and even asked me to call him a special title. Which I refused even with my clouded mind.

It was now the day after, I lay sore in his bed, as he had brought breakfast to me. Apologizing for him handling me so hard. But I assured him, that this was nothing. And he could’ve gone even worse. Which I thought he would do, considering he is a psychopath.

Again his taken aback face, which grew old really fast. „Derek talks a lot and almost has nothing nice to say about you these days. But I don’t mind. At least life would not be boring with you.“ I smiled at him, before and after giving him a big kiss.

His shocked stare changed into a warm look of adoration. „But if you asked me, to call you ‚Daddy‘, I swear to all the gods, that I will rip off your cock, make a fake that is exactly like it and fuck me with that and you just able to watch because you wouldn’t have anything to do it yourself!“

„I’m obviously not the only psychopath here.“ He smiled back at me, his hands already back on my ass, massaging my hole again. „Shut up and fuck me again, old man.“

„You are on it, little brat!“, he jokingly said, just to ram himself back into me, where he belonged.

Love takes strange ways, but at least, he was good in bed, with a cock for days.

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n3x0tic · 2 years

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Imagine: You ask them if they want to have sex with you.

Teen wolf edition

Stiles got distracted by the sudden question that took him by surprise, he tripped and fell, making a mess in his room. Then he looks at you and notice you’re being serious. "Like, right now?’" You nodded and he stood up quickly. "Uh, yeah!" Then in a hurried attempt to get naked he tangled himself under his shirt.

Derek smiled and said "You should’ve asked sooner…" before picking you up, then throwing you down in his bed and removed his clothes in a slow sexy manner to get you aroused.

Liam was taken a back when you made your question, and more when you emphasized the action, sounding more like an order and less of a question. "Y/n, we’re in school." He looked around nervous, "I don’t care, I want it now." The fact that you we’re coming off to him as very dominant was a mayor turn on, and without hesitation, he entered a classroom locked it while you threw all the stuff on top of a desk where he placed your lower half to grope you as he fiercely kissed you.

Scott laughed a little shyly "Very funny, Y/n." after he saw that you weren’t laughing and was looking at him stern look he realized you weren’t kidding, making him shut his mouth, then grabbed you and took you to his house on his bike in a hurried way.

Theo glanced at you with a sly grin "Cant say i didn’t see this coming, but I wanted to ask you the same thing.” let’s just say that you guys had wild sex in his truck after that.

Isaac got startled and he them blushed. "What?" He then put on a straight face as if the question didn’t faced him at all. "Oh, it was nothing…" You giggled im a mischievous way as you walked, leading him to your room while taking piece after piece of your clothing. He stood up, feeling giddy and tripping at first. "W-Wait up. Y/n, wait up!" He removed his clothing quickly and closed your door and locked you both in it.

‘I’ll be damned.’ Peter laughed victoriously as every part of him was making him head towards you "We’ll? What are we waiting for?" Both of your hurriedly becoming undone of your clothes, completely forgetting that you we’re in Derek’s loft, a frequently visited place.

Jordan scolded you for making that question out of the blue under working hours ""Are you crazy? We’re im the middle of work." He whispered, "That doesn’t answer my question, Parrish." He sighed and after your shift ended he took you on a quick date and slept at his place.

Ethan felt amazed that he can still win over people easily but politely declined. "You know I have a boyfriend, Y/n" and why a sly smile you told him "He can come, too. Jackson is pretty hot…" Ethan hummed, meditating the offer, and called Jackson.

Chris felt like he his the jackpot with this, but tried to hide it as much as he could. "It was getting hot down here, anyways." He took your hand with grin and guided you to his bedroom.

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Heart of the Ocean 💙 | Teen Wolf Miniseries Part 1

Takes place in between 3A & 3B of Teen Wolf

Teen Wolf Masterlist | part 2

Characters & Pairings: Hale/McCall Pack x supernatural!reader (female/platonic), eventual Peter Hale x reader (romantic), reader x male!oc ( past romance) & reader x supernatural!reader (platonic). Characters in this imagine: Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Allison Argent, Isaac Lahey, Derek Hale, Peter Hale.

Content Warnings: light angst, profanity, references of historical event disaster, mentions of death, blood, murder | afab!reader (she/her pronouns) | wc: 3.1k

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Premise: Suspicious deaths were a common occurrence in Beacon Hills—especially after things seem to be actually looking good when a previous problem is fixed. Now Scott and the pack are having to investigate a string of murders happening that not only reek of supernatural, but linked to an renowned event they’ve learned in history class.

Note: I’m hyperfixating on Titanic as of late so I have a lot of ideas involving AU’s and retelling with various fandoms. I just did a TGM au with Bradley Bradshaw and currently have a Twilight one in the works so expect a lot of Titanic in my works when I’m not writing requests.

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Riddles were a tricky little thing. And when used in a malevolent way where to find the answer to a solution one must crack the code, riddles can become a person’s worst enemy.

And the one laying on the table of Derek’s loft was becoming their enemy.

Murders, which was becoming a common occurrence lately in Beacon Hills, were happening where the people were nearly drained of their blood by cutting their throats and wrists before letting them hang upside down. Stiles' father was overwhelmed with stress. Not to mention he was having to come to terms with the reality his town was a beating heart for supernatural creatures. Like how his sons best friend since childhood was a fucking werewolf.

And while it was presumed a human serial killer was responsible for the murders, the pack had an inkling it was more sinister. Investigating on their own they found more suspicious reasons to believe it was supernatural.

Only problem, they had no clue who or what it was.

They were all gathered over the table—save for Peter who was nestled on the couch. Stiles was rubbing a thumb over his lip, becoming frustrated as he was usually on top of solving riddles. Lydia was beside him, deep in thought as she read over the paper silently.

“He just left this here?” Scott glanced at Derek, who was standing with his arms crossed on the opposite side of the table.

“Right outside the door. Like he wanted us to find it.”

“And you heard nothing?” Stiles’ question earned him a glare. “Super hearing and you didn’t hear someone stabbing a piece of paper into your front door?”

“If I did you think I would’ve let him leave the damn note?” Derek spoke harshly.

“Riddle.”

“—knowing all it is is a distraction so he can kill more people.”

“It’s not just a distraction,” Allison interrupted the two bickering, staring hard at the note. “It’s an order. He’s asking us to find someone.”

“Yeah,” Isaac scoffed, “who we have no idea is.”

“Read it again,” Scott sighed, running a hand through his hair. With a huff, Stiles took the paper in his hands, clearing his throat before reading aloud for all to hear.

Have you figured it out yet?

Were my clues not enough?

You’re thinking too hard now,

Let me show you it’s not so tough.

Our faces the same,

As they were the day we changed.

Only the eyes no longer its color,

A price for the exchange.

You’ll find it almost disheartening,

When you learn of what we do.

Our nature is uncanny,

But it’s not so far from you.

Find the one I’m looking for,

And I’ll stop the chaos and the pain.

Are you ready?

Here’s your hint.

Time is of the essence,

So you better make it quick.

Wearing the Heart of the Ocean,

She’s closer than it seems.

For I seek the one I turned,

Who was on the Ship of Dreams.

Silence fills the loft, everyone thinking hard of what it could mean. There were so many clues but so vague it was difficult to puzzle them together.

“Well we know it’s someone supernatural,” Isaac hummed, attempting to lighten the situation.

“Yeah we got that genius,” Peter muttered.

“And he’s looking for a woman,” Allison added, ignoring Peter’s sarcasm. “Someone he turned. And was on a ship?” It comes out more like a question, “that could mean a lot of things.”

“Could it be a werewolf?” Scott turned to Derek

The man shook his head, “I don’t think so.”

“But the thing about the eyes—.”

“Many shapeshifters' eyes are like ours. That doesn’t mean it’s a wolf. Plus he said they’re not wolves.”

“How do you know?”

Derek rolls his eyes as though it were obvious, “he wrote, ‘our nature is uncanny, but it’s not so far from you,’. If they were wolves he would’ve said so.”

“Maybe another Kanima?” Allison suggested, “the master looking for his puppet?”

Stiles cuts in, narrowing his eyes on the last verse, “Why would he bold the first and last line of the last clue—these ones,” he places the paper flat on the table. Lydia, the closest to him, leans in as his finger points to the verse. “Heart of the Ocean and the—.”

“Ship of Dreams,” she finishes, voice going low as realization hits her. All eyes turn to her, confusion in their gaze until the name leaves her lips. “Titanic.”

“What?” The question came from Scott, but all were thinking the same. There’s no way she was talking about the most famous shipwreck in history.

“Titanic,” Lydia repeated, this time more confidently. Her own finger came up to point where Stiles' finger had been. “They used to call it the Ship of Dreams.”

“Titanic?” Isaac’s tone was full of doubt. “You mean the ship that sank a century ago?” He couldn’t help but add, “And the movie Leonardo DiCaprio dies in.”

She rolls her eyes, “I don’t recall any other having the same name.”

“The anniversary is coming up,” Derek starts to say, deep in thought like it was all coming together. “It would make sense.”

“Wait—hold on,” Stiles lifts a dramatic hand. “We’re talking about THE Titanic—like Isaac said—that sank a hundred years ago. A hundred,” he repeats to show his point. “Anyone who is alive—even if they were a werewolf or shapeshifter or whatever the hell you want to call it,” he glances at each of them, “would pretty much be on their last breath of life. If this woman were a newborn baby at the time she’d be at least one hundred years old by now.”

In the debate none had noticed Peter moved from the couch to the window. The chuckle leaving his mouth caught their attention. Stiles makes a sound, “I’m sorry, do you wanna share with the class what you obviously know that we’re missing?”

“Our faces are the same,” he says the opening line of the second verse, only drawing confusion and annoyed looks from the others. “As they were the day we changed.” The man pauses, letting it sink in before continuing, “If the woman he’s looking for was on Titanic then she likely was an adult. Considering he turned her, probably by saving her from freezing to death or drowning, and she wears the same face she did the night she was turned…” Peter steps away from the window, now facing the group.

“She’s not aging. At all. Meaning…..she’s immortal.”

The silence following his confession is eerie, eyes flicking over each other to see if they were reacting the same. Immortal. Though the term was familiar it felt almost foreign. Never had they dealt with someone immortal. Unable to die and was walking the Earth acting as though they were human. Now Beacon Hills had two in its possession. They needed to work fast and the riddle only had pieces of the puzzles.

So who—or more like what, was immortal?

"What are you getting to?” Scott narrowed his eyes, Wanting a straightforward answer to what they were dealing with.

Peter clasps his hands behind his back, slowly inching forward,” It’s not shapeshifters you’re looking for.” He takes a step closer, “or a Kanima and its master.” Another step, “or a dark Druid.” Another step brings him right next to Derek, eyes flicking to the paper. “There are few creatures blessed with immortality—or cursed if you look at it another way. But most of them are born with it. Take Gods and fairies for example.”

“Oh my God—those exist?” Stiles feels his mind implode, “Are we about to fight Gods?”

“No,” annoyed at being interrupted Peter rolled his eyes. “I just said those are immortals that are born with their powers. And I don’t know if they exist, I’ve haven’t met one yet. Anyway, this one—.” His finger touches the riddle, “was turned. And likely the person who did was too.”

“So what is it then,” Scott was becoming impatient. And who could blame him really. For all they know it someone was already being drained of their blood at that very moment. “What’s the immortal that’s turned not born?”

“Come one,” he scoffs, like he couldn’t believe they hadn’t figured it out. “Ever wonder why the victims were drained of their blood?” The one question had everyone's face become colorless. “Has Stiles's father not caught on the wounds were made after they were dead?” Why their throat was slashed….but had two little puncture holes on either side?” Peter glances around at every person, catching the nervousness of their gaze as though they already knew what he was about to say but wished it wasn’t.

“The creatures you’re looking for…..are vampires.”

The rest of the night the pack was gathering as much information as they could about the passengers aboard Titanic—all 2,240 of them—while also trying to figure out any other clues within the riddle. They still couldn’t believe it was a vampire responsible for the murders. And that he was hunting someone he created who, still to their shock, was a passenger aboard Titanic.

And with 2,240 people on the ship during its ill fated maiden voyage…they were in for a long night.

“Okay so we know they’re vampires—our killer is the one who turned the woman he’s searching for into a vampire. She was on Titanic when it sank meaning—,” Stiles wrote furiously across the notepad, the riddle next right beside it. “He was on it too. Now we could narrow this down several ways. Either by searching through the passengers class or going through who survived because as Lydia pointed out,” the hand holding the pen points to the redhead, “RMS Carpathia recorded the names of the survivors before they reached New York.”

Either method was good, but there was a problem with the latter. As Allison pointed out, “but what if they never knew she was there? I mean having a newly turned vampire on a ship filled with people is a recipe for disaster.”

Derek nods, agreeing with her, “Her eyes would’ve made it obvious.”

“How so?” Asked Isaac.

Peter is the one to explain, “Vampires in our world are different from what you see on TV. They aren’t these pale, corpse-like, individuals who look like they belong in the morgue. They’re rather human-like if they’re equipped with a special glimmer that allows them to come off as mortal.”

“Glimmer?” Lydia raised a brow, finding the word a bit comical given the creature they were dealing with.

“We’ll get to that. But any vampire who’s newly turned will have red eyes—blood red eyes.”

“How fitting,” Stiles couldn’t help but groan. “So what, are you saying she’s likely wearing contacts to hide her eyes.”

“Possibly,” Peter hums with a shrug, “wouldn’t be surprised if she is. This day in age makes it easier for vampires to conceal their nature. But considering our little vampire was turned in 1912…her creator probably hid her on the Carpathia—or as outrageous as it sounds, swam her across the remainder of the Atlantic ocean.”

Derek closes the book in front of him, detailing the events of the RMS Carpathia rescue of Titanic’s passengers. “However he saved her can wait,” he leans his hands onto the table, “We need to figure out the last clue of this riddle.” Moving the riddle to him, Derek reads, “Wearing the Heart of the Ocean, she’s closer than it seems.”

Lydia bites her lip, typing away on her laptop. “If I didn’t know it any better…it sounds like he’s trying to reference a piece of jewelry. Probably a necklace or something.”

Peter rubs his jaw deep in thought, “That could be the source of her glimmer.”

“The necklace?” Stiles wonders aloud.

“Usually most vampires would prefer a ring or bracelet,” he waves a hand, “It’s small and concealable. Very easy for a Druid to enchant the item and allow the vampire to give off the effect to other supernatural beings they’re human. Prevents them from being obliterated by the sun. That’s their glimmer. Sealed within the jewelry to act as a camouflage. So long as they have it on,” he shrugs lightly, “you’d never know what they truly are.”

“And she’s been passing off as a human in Beacon Hills. For God knows how long,” Lydia opens a separate browser, hands hovering over the keyboard. “If her necklace has a name like Heart of the Ocean it shouldn’t be too hard to find. We find the Heart of the Ocean, we find her.” Her words have Allison come over beside her, realization crossing her face.

“Isn’t that the name of the necklace Rose wore in the movie?” Right as she finished her sentence, the image popped up on the screen of said necklace after Lydia typed the name into Google. “So it was real after all?”

“Appears to be,” Lydia was just as amazed. Stiles leans over her other side, eyes bulging at the sight of the large blue heart-shaped diamond surrounded by tiny little white ones.

“That’s gotta be worth a billion dollars.”

“350 million to be exact,” Lydia reads off. “At least today it is. Back then it was worth probably not even a quarter of that price—but still big for its time.”

“So…” Isaac taps his finger to his mouth, glaring up at the ceiling from where he was seated, legs perched on the table. “We’re looking for a vampire—probably at least 120 give or take a few years—who is passing off as human because of a magic necklace worth more than our entire lives. Wonderful.”

Scott takes a glance, letting out a whistle, “That had to have belonged to a first-class passenger. I’d say we start there.”

“On it,” Lydia begins to search records of the names aboard Titanic with First-class tickets. While she’s doing that the pack gathers to the makeshift board Stiles had created, adding notes to it as they go.

Stiles tapes the new information on the necklace to next to the verse on the copy of the riddle they made. “Heart of the Ocean a.k.a the magic necklace making the vampire appear human. To be honest, if someone were wearing a necklace that extravagant in Beacon Hills it’d be noticeable.”

Scott agreed, “She’s probably keeping it under her clothes. I mean I would. Lydia, did you find anything on who it belonged to?”

The redhead makes a huff, “from what the article says,” she clicks on a link, “it belonged to American socialite Y/n L/n as a gift from her husband Theodore Ford on their wedding day. He had it custom made overseas on a trip to France.” Lydia’s eyes widened at the next line, “She was the niece of John Rockefeller and he was the nephew of Henry Ford.”

“Good God,” Stiles made a sound, many of the others showing a similar reaction. “What a match made in heaven…and money.”

“Great,” Peter plops onto the couch, “our vampire was a once billionaire socialite—well maybe not billionaire. That’s a far reach. Since she was only the niece of Rockefeller and her hubby was a Ford she probably only had a snippet of their families fortune.” The man rolls his neck, hands clasped on his lap with his legs kicked up. “She shouldn’t be too hard to find then. All we need is a picture.”

Derek gives his uncle an annoyed look, “We don’t if it’s her or not. Maybe the necklace was stolen by her creator and that’s how she got it.”

“What else does it say?” Allison turns her attention back to her best friend. In her head she couldn’t help but feel there was something missing. That they were so close to the answer.

Lydia continues on, “It says here that they married in 1901–Y/n aged nineteen and Theodore aged twenty-one. They had a son, Benjamin, born 1905 and Theodore died six years later in 1911 from a car accident.” She scrolls down a bit, brows furrowing a tad and makes a sound of ‘eureka!’ “Y/n was gifted two First-Class tickets for her and her son aboard Titanic by her uncle John Rockefeller. They boarded the ship during Titanic’s first stop to Cherbough, France….survivors of Titanic recall last seeing Y/n place her son Benjamin into a lifeboat before being denied entry since it had reached maximum capacity,” a feeling of heartbreak fills the redhead, soon followed by defeat as she reads “It is believed Y/n L/n drowned as the ship submerged beneath the surface on April 15, 1912, as her body was never recovered as one to have perished from hypothermia in the freezing waters. Nor was she listed on the records of survivors on RMS Carpathia. Her son Benjamin was soon taken in by her mother where he remained in New York City until his sudden death in 1918 by influenza.”

A moment of silence passes as they take in the information. For Allison and Lydia, they couldn’t help the sadness for the woman they didn’t even know. To have to say goodbye to your child, likely promising them you’d get on the next boat and would be reunited shortly, only to never see them again.

The redhead suddenly straightens her posture.

“What is it?” Scott hears her heartbeat quicken. Worry takes his features when Lydia appears as if she saw a guest. Everyone else looks the same when she brings a hand to her mouth. “Lydia?” There’s a slight tremor in her hand when she pulls it away.

“She’s closer than it seems.” She whispers the line from the final verse. Tone filled with near distraught.

Allison takes a hesitant step forward. From where they were all standing they could also see the light of the screen hitting Lydia’s complexion. Whatever was on it was hidden from their view. “Lydia…”

“I-I thought it meant that by finding the Heart of the Ocean we’d be able to spot whoever was wearing it. That we’d have to maybe knock on every door in Beacon Hills until we find whoever is hiding it—as stupid as that sounds. Because who in their right mind if they knew they were being hunted would just hide in plain sight? But….” her breath picks up, slight horror and astonishment as she stares back at the screen. “He knows where she is—h-he wants us to find her, because she can lead us to him.”

“Lydia….” Stiles slowly draws closer to her. Peter moves to stand from the couch, expression unreadable and as was Derek’s.

But Lydia’s eyes never move from the screen. “The riddle—it was just his game. He knows exactly where she is. He has to. Because she’s been under our nose all along—closer than we could’ve imagined.” Finally the redhead looks up to the anxious eyes of everyone, revealing the shocking truth with the slow turn of the laptop.

“She boarded Titanic as Y/n L/n,” the screen shows a sepia image causing Allison to gasp, Isaac to mutter ‘holy shit’, Stiles to drop his marker, and Scott to feel his stomach drop. Derek and Peter shared a look, Derek more anxious than his uncle. “But she’s been living as Loretta Andrews.”

There on the screen, listed as the socialite Y/n L/n and wearing the jaw-dropping necklace called the Heart of the Ocean, was a woman whose face the teenagers had seen every Monday to Friday for the last three months. Who looked no older than the age of 30 like in the picture and had arrived in Beacon Hills shortly before the spring semester.

Their English teacher, Loretta Andrews.

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TEEN WOLF MASTERLIST

*DISCLAIMER: SOME STORIES MAY BE TAGGED FOR WRONG DEMOGRAPHIC (ie, Not GN, male or fem) IF SO, PLEASE POLITELTY INFORM ME SO I CAN FIX IT

SCOTT MCCALL

Escaping Theo's Pack (Scott McCall X Male!Reader)

Looking Out (Scott McCall X Male!Reader)

Senses (Scott McCall X Reader)

STILES STILINSKI

Change In Appearance (Stiles Stilinski X Sister!Reader) (Feat. Sheriff Stilinski.

DEREK HALE

A Boy And His Mother (Derek Hale X Fem!Reader)

Interuptions (Derek Hale X Reader)

COREY BRYANT

The Pack's Little Sister (Corey X Sister!Reader)

Resurrected (Corey X SIster!Reader)

LIAM DUNBAR

Watching Out (Liam Dunbar X Male!Reader)

Pickup Lines (Lian Dunbar X Fem!Reader)

THEO RAEKEN

Back Home (Theo Raeken X Fem!Reader) Pt 1/ Pt 2

Staying (Theo Raeken X Fem!Reader)

Gone (Theo Raeken X Fem!Reader)

It's My Job (Theo Raeken X Fem!Reader)

Scarf (Theo Raeken X Fem!Reader)

Join The Pack (Theo Raeken X Fem!Reader)

Not The Only Banshee (Theo Raeken X Fem!Reader)

Hiding (Theo Raeken X Fem!Reader)

Keep You Safe (Theo Raeken X Fem!Reader)

Helpful Hand (Theo Raeken X Fem!Reader)

Blind Love (Theo Raeken X Blind!Male!Reader)

LYDIA MARTIN

German Transfer (Lydia Martin X Fem!Reader)

Position (Lydia Martin X Fem!Reader)

COACH FINSTOCK

New Teacher (Coach Finstock X Fem!Reader)

Overqualified (Coach Finstock X Fem!Reader)

One Smart Cookie (Coach Finstock X Teen!Reader)

Being Coach Finstock's Daughter And Being A Beast At Sports Would Include...

JORDAN PARRISH

Not Feeling Good (Jordan Parrish X Reader)

CHRIS ARGENT

Moving In (Chris Argent X Teen!Fem!Reader)

PETER HALE

Have You Ever Heard Of Knocking (Peter Hale X Male!Reader)

Under The Weather (Peter Hale X Male!Reader)

MULTIPLE

Protection (Scott McCall X Male!Reader X Isaac Lahey)

Photographs (Corey Bryant X Sister!Reader, Theo Raeken X Fem!Reader)

The Flu (Teen Wolf X BabyBrother!Hale!Reader)

#Teen Wolf #Masterlist

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Prologue

Synopsis: She was a lady born into French royalty and the royal court where she was highly beloved, only to meet her end at a young age and became a forgotten figure to history. The end she met became her stroke of fate as she was given a second chance to live again, forever. This is the story about (Y/n) De Auclair’s life where her new life gave her an adventure with a family and love that she never thought she would gain.

↳Jasper Hale x OC! Reader

Word count: 3k (3,055) words

Taglist: currently open; 5/10 positions (will be added more if more people are interested)

Content warnings: blood mentioned, drinking/ hunting for blood mentioned, Jasper feeling weird, & that’s all, but let me know if I missed any!

Moulage pt.3 ⚜️ Masterlist ⚜️ Chapter 1: Il Était Une Fois

Winter.

A period of quiet reflections and new beginnings of a new year as an old year ends.

The season is associated and centered with darker topics than the rest of the others. The cold and dark are the main symbols of the winter with despair seen as the last symbol. Usually, it can also be viewed as survival and the end of life as many living beings die or prepare to survive the harsh season to live to see gentle spring.

However, many may see it as a warning of their loneliness arriving soon. Not having anyone to enjoy the events that occur in the winter and having to be alone. Which might make them feel the longline with the view of seeing those around them be happy.

The winters in New York were known for their soft powdery snow that if it was picked up, would fall like pixie dust from your hands. The city’s snow had the purest white color out of all the states as it hails from their sky. From their sky, formed fluffy white clouds that were now a light gray, glooming over the state in exchange to produce their pure snow. And with that, it’s how the people of the city begin to change their daily routine from summer to winter.

Once the first snowfall lays on the ground, that's when the people of New York exchange their thin clothing for thicker clothes and the holiday festivities start. Every inch and corner of the city was to be covered by snowfall, as December started. Leaving their crystal water lakes and ponds to become frozen and turned into ice rinks for the people to enjoy. Snowmen with tophats and carrot noses start to appear on the sidewalk and parks, greeting those who walk by. Hot chocolate stands start to pop up around neighborhoods making the children beg their parents to buy them a cup.

However, the most popular and well-known holiday activity to do once early December hits is to watch the Nutcracker. It had become one of the favored Christmas time activities once it became introduced in the 1940s. The city was known for its performing arts and theater centers, so of course, the nutcracker was a new performing arts event that had now been added to the city's list. Almost every family tries to see it every year allowing ballet companies to extend show dates. Even travelers from different states come to New York to see it as there was a high chance no company there will host it.

Coming down from the upper north was a trio, a group of nomad vampires that contained two males and one girl. With one of the males being the mate of the girl. The three of them traveled not far to enter the city, wearing light winter clothing on their bodies compared to the New Yorkers. They got glances from the people as they walked by due to that, but the cold does not bother them as being a vampire and dead contributes to that factor.

The group of vampires was in the city for one reason only, which was to watch The Nutcracker, and then they could go back home. The only woman in the group, Charlotte, had convinced the two to watch the ballet as a way to celebrate the holidays. Of course, Peter, her mate, and Jasper, her close friend, had agreed to make her happy, which they did. As it was now why the trio was walking through the streets of New York City to the theater.

"It's up ahead on the street,” Charlotte exclaimed, gripping her mate’s hand tightly that making him wince. She picked up her pace to walk faster, dragging Peter with her who cannot take her excitement. As it is why, he hasn't said a word about her grip on him, so he wouldn't make her replace her excitement with guilt.

Peter looked behind him to lock eyes with his best friend, Jasper, as a way to plead with him to use his powers over Charlotte. He did love her and her excitement for the activity that they were going to do, but he could only handle so much of her. It was a way to calm her down before she would accidentally expose her abilities as a vampire due to her excitement. As well as Peter who was being treated as a rag doll by her the entire time of walking to the water with Jasper slightly behind them.

Jasper’s red eyes looked back at his friends with a hidden amusement behind them and a small smile on their faces. He just shook his head no to the side as his friend's antics entrained him. He did not want to be scolded by an angry Charlotte since she would know that he used his power on her. The reaction of Peters's face dropped at his answer made him let out a small chuckle from his lips with Peter not as amused as him.

And right before the trio’s eyes was the magnificent Palace theater located in the middle of the City. The Nutcracker's name was displayed out front of the building with the flashing bright lights lit up around it. People were dressed up in their formal evening wear as the sun had begun to set and were entering the venue. It made the three feel a little undressed, but they didn't care either way.

Charlotte began to walk towards the theater like a child in a candy store with Peter in hand as the giant lollipop.

While Jasper had a slower pace while walking to enjoy the scenery of the city as it was his first time there. His eyes roamed through the sights, the buildings, and the entire area around him until something caught his eyes. it was the ballet's official poster plastered onto the wall to show off to any on-lookers or to those that pass by.

The poster showed a single ballerina dressed in an icy blue-pink outfit and pink pointe shoes on her feet. A large award-winning smile appeared on her face as her light-colored eyes stared to the side. Her entire body was supported on one-pointed foot with the other behind her at a 90-degree angle and her arms reaching out. Above her body read the New York City Ballet company that represents Nutcracker with the dates, but it did not include who was the dancer on the poster.

Jasper could not help but felt intrigued by the poster that show the ballerina. He felt some type of feeling inside his body that he could not put his finger on and describe.

Expect, it might just be his hunger warning him to feed soon as he is surrounded by humans whose blood is pumping through their bodies. It also does not help that the ballerina has her neck stretched out showing her pale white skin that seems to glisten under the poster. It made his mouth somewhat water at the sight of her neck.

Yup. Jasper has to go hunting after this event with Charlotte and Peter. His hunger would probably get worse over time later, but he only gets that feeling when looking at the poster. He shook off that feeling when he heard Charlotte from afar saying his name, thanks to his vampire hearing.

“Jasper! Come on! We have to go inside and find our seats,” Charlotte quickly explained, still excited about the ballet even as they stood outside the venue.

Peter smiled moving his head towards the theater as a way to tell his friend to hurry up. He's also still in his mate’s tight grip as he just wants Jasper to catch up, so they could go inside and be free once they sit down.

Jasper looks forward to where the couple is and smiles at them. When he walks away from the poster, he could not help but felt weird letting go of that feeling he had. It felt sudden for it to go away quickly once he looked away and took one step back from it. The occurrence and feelings had slightly disturbed him but left it alone as he goes to keep up with the others.

The trio had entered the venue that was covered in Christmas and snow-related decorations as it was now the holidays. They were amazed by the popularity and cheer it brought to people while walking through the crowd. The inside contained a sea of people who were entering and leaving the restrooms or theater. It was rather a tight squeeze to navigate through for the three but they were able to go towards the theater and found their seats easily thanks to an available seat attendant.

Once they were seated and comfortable, they stared around the theater taking in the view as everyone started to get into their seats. Their view was perfect from where they were sitting, the seats were in the middle of the theater on the floor. It allowed them to set their eyes on the stage which was centered perfectly in the middle with no one's head blocking any one of them. Not to mention, their sight was enhanced as well due to being a vampire. Therefore, allowing them to see the stage in perfect vision with every detail noticeable to their deep red-colored eyes.

Charlotte's eyes could not help but stare at everything inside the theater and the stage. The scenery was completely new to her as she has never seen anything like this even before turning. "Isn't this place just beautiful to look at?“ loudly sighed the woman whose shoulders moved down from her question. "It is just gorgeous to look at,” Charlotte said, before adding, “even though we are a tad underdressed for this event.” Her hand slid down from Peter's upper limb to his forearm, slightly squeezing it while her eyes moved away from the stage and then to the other two.

That brought the two’s attention from what they were staring at to now her. They mentally agreed with her being underdressed, but they didn't care either way.

Jasper made a small hand gesture towards their surroundings commenting, “I do have to admit that I've never been in a place like this when I was with Maria."

"I've seen places like this in newspapers, but now I'm able to experience it. And with you two,” Peter added, patting Jasper's shoulder and squeezing his lover's thigh gently. He looked at Jasper due to him not leaving the Mexican coven not long ago and haven't been exposed much. So, he had to ask, “are you doing alright? Especially, with the huge crowds of people.”

Jasper gave him a small smile before answering, “I'm alright. Probably might have to hunt later after this." However, he didn't have the need or feeling to hunt for the next few days but just in case something might happen.

Peter nodded and was going to answer, but the music started to play aloud from the orchestra pit allowing the notes to fill the room. Which made Charlotte tug on his sleeve and her finger on her lips to hush the two. Their attention went towards the giant red curtain on stage as they wait for it to be drawn up.

The music began to reach the people's ears making their voices die down along with the mutters until it went completely silent. Now, the only thing being heard in the room was the music of the Nutcracker being played. The curtain was now being drawn up allowing the audience to see the set of the stage as the Nutcracker has officially now begun.

The Nutcracker in Jasper's opinion was that it was wonderful and entertaining to watch. Expect, the show just finished its first act which was about 40 minutes to an hour long, before they announced a short ten-minute intermission before they would move on to act two. It allowed the audience a small break to sneak in a stretch from sitting down or buying a snack before the show resumes again.

A couple of the trio had gone to see if any items of the show were being sold while Jasper stayed in his seat. He did enjoy the dancers and the show, but he could not get over the feeling from earlier. His body wanted to feel that urge and emotion he felt when he stared at that poster. He knew that he would be bothered about this until he could figure out what is happening.

As Jasper was deep into his thoughts, an announcement was made stating that the show would start soon and would like people to get back to their seats before the curtains are drawn back up. He noticed his friends coming back from the outside to where he was as the audience began to fill back up. And he began to mentally prepare himself for act two of the Nutcracker with how long it would be before another break was given.

Expect, a certain presence had appeared in his surroundings that he did not notice earlier and now sensed in the building. The presence was not quite strong around him, but he could feel it and wanted to just hunt it down. However, he could not just drop his plans with his best friends and leave early in the show. Jasper could only hope that the presence would stay until the end of the show and he could track the being with that presence.

The giant red curtains had drawn back up showing a now decorated land of sweets with the dancers in different costumes and the music playing loudly as ever. Everything was wonderful as Clara and the prince appeared again and the people welcomed him back with Clara. Multiple dances were being performed Jasper noticed the presence from earlier now became stronger.

He looked down at the booklet given to him earlier that contains the performances in the acts and started to go through them. His blood-red eyes went past act one towards act two seeing that the Waltz of the flowers was more than halfway done. A pas de deux dance next contains a guest soloist appearance as one of the important roles, the Sugar Plum Fairy.

Jasper looked back up noticing the waltz of flowers had finished with the music now changing into the iconic Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy. The corps de ballet had moved back slightly from the center with smiles still on their faces. While Clara and the prince haven't moved and only looked in the direction of a new performer coming on stage.

The fairy's Cavalier had now appeared on stage where he smiled with his hand out to the side where he had come out of. This made everyone look to where his hand was reaching out to. A small pale hand reached out to the Cavalier’s hand, grasping it which allowed him to walk forward out to the center stage. He guided the person out behind him to show the one and only, Sugar Plum Fairy.

As they made it to the center of the stage, the two began to dance together to the music being played.

He noticed that the presence had become the strongest yet with a scent now appearing to his senses as it filled his nose. A soft, sweetly fresh aroma of white raspberries being freshly picked, daisy petals that are plucked, and a hint of sugar base musk pulled Jasper in. As soon as that fragrance hit him, all he wanted to do was pull that person with the scent towards him and hug them. it made his eyes almost black and roll back due to the feeling as the aroma did not help him.

When he got out of his trance, his red eyes located the owner of that intoxicating aroma and it landed right at the Sugar Plum Fairy. She had gorgeous (h/c) hair pulled back into a middle bun that was decorated in sparkles and a crown on top. it exposed her extended pale neck candy necklace wearing as a large smile appeared pink colored lips that reached her golden eyes. Her body had a beautiful handmade icy blue tutu with pink accents shown on the bodice and tutu.

Her skin seemed to sparkle brightly underneath the stage lights with every movement onstage. Her feet had on pointe shoes that looked to be new as she stood on the box of them, separating way from her cavalier. She became the diamond of the entire production as her partner went beside her to hold her waist to guide her.

Her features had away Jasper's attention the moment his eyes met her body and it never left her movements. When she extended any part of her body, it created the illusion of her being taller. The way she smoothly did the movements of the dance across the stage made it seem like it was easy to do. Especially, as if she had done it in her entire life just doing this single role. No mistakes could have been made with her being cast and only seemed perfect to the audience. Everything that the ballerina had done seemed flawless while captivating the audience, especially Jasper.

The entire time, the fairy was on stage, his eyes would not leave her, whether it be standing on stage or dancing he would only stare at her. He felt that if he looked somewhere she would leave and leave the faint smell of her scent behind. Inside, he knew that she would become important to him which was why his eyes were glued to her.

It was time for the final bows as every performer had bowed in order of their appearance. The only one left was the Sugar Plum Fairy as she walked to the front and went on one knee to the side, bowing deeply. The audience cheered loudly at her sight with Jasper standing up for her as he clapped loudly. While not moving his eyes away once.

As she moved her head back up, her golden eyes scanned the audience, only to meet blood-red eyes in return, right as the curtains were drawn back down.

Moulage pt.3 ⚜️ Masterlist ⚜️ Chapter 1: Il Était Une Fois

Fun facts:

Charlotte had to beg Peter and Jasper for weeks to see this ballet since November and the two agreed within the first week of December. (They cave in once she became very upset and acknowledged her weeks of asking).

Every poster (the one Jasper had seen) had to be hand painted after getting off the press where they had to match (Y/n)’s skin tone and paint over any of her skin showing as those parts seemed to be sparkling too much from the lights and flashes that it seemed to be too much for the eyes. No one could figure out had to fix it, even with the lighting until one suggest this idea.

Peter and Charlotte noticed Jaspers gaze at the poster and wondered why he was frozen like that, but they knew it wasn’t his thirst, so it had to be something else. *spoiler* they will later realize why after the show (this will be later written in the series, but not sure when)

Charlotte's begging to see the ballet is actually based off from a real life event experience that the author,Luvblue, had did where she begged her dad to see Sleeping Beauty the ballet with cousins which he would later agree to let her and brought the tickets.

A/n: Yay, the prologue is done no I hope you’re satisfied with it! The original idea for the prologue came from a fun fact I was going to publish, but transformed it into the prologue. As well as saying that updates will be very slow due to my writing process and other personal stuff (school and family and etc) that would take a majority of my time. I hope you enjoy the fun facts and the series so far!

Disclaimer: ©luv-tiffanyblue 2022 rights reserved-please do not repost/translate/modify/copy my work on other platforms unless changed in rules! Please look at my info about my other writing platforms!

🏷 : @superkittywonderland @darlincvllen @xcharlottemikaelsonx @xanniestired666 @who-actually-cares-anymore

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tatisbooks · 2 years

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ִֶָ𓏲࣪ 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 ִֶָ🍓༉‧₊

account rules ( not yet made )

masterlist ( not yet made )

none of my works are proof read so please dont bully me if the writing is a shitty 😭

real quick about me:

im tati, ive been writing on wattpad for a while! you can find more in my about me and account ( not yet made )

ִִֶֶָָ𓏲࣪ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 ִֶָ🍒༉‧₊

first of all, i will NOT write the original leena klammer. if you request please only request a general one or a plot that takes place in orphan; first kill or else i will not write it!

i will not write for eddie munson or steve harrington. i am so sorry but i just do not find any attraction to them, and will only write what i like.

i will not write steddie, byler, wolfstar, etc etc. as you can all tell, they are all gay ships. the only reason i will not write them is because i dont know how to present or properly write mlm so please do not request male reader.

I WILL ABSOLUTELY NOT WRITE SMUT FOR BILLY HARGROVE SO PLEASE DONT REQUEST!!

ִֶָ𓏲࣪ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒ִֶָ 🍉༉‧₊

i do not write for the mcu, teen wolf, or any other fandom that is not the following;

marauders

harry potter

the vampire diaries

game of thrones (will only majorly write for daenerys)

orphan first kill

thirteen ( I WILL NOT WRITE SMUT FOR ANY CHARACTERS, NOT EVEN MEL.)

twilight

stranger things

i will not write daddy kinks. nor will i include spanking in any of my smuts. i can briefly sprinkle in a mommy kink but i will not write any more.

i also will not write certain kinks like; foot kink, pee kink, and/or any other disturbing kinks. i may dabble a bit into blood but will never fully go into detail.

I DO NOT WRITE INCEST OR STEPCEST!!

my account is mainly fem reader so please do specify if you want gn reader or fem!

ִֶָ𓏲࣪ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 ִֶָ🫐༉‧₊

𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫; 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐫𝐚

harry potter

hermione granger

ron weasley

fred weasley

george weasley

( request more ! )

𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫; 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐞𝐫𝐚

poly marauders ( with or without peter )

peter pettigrew

james potter

remus lupin

sirius black

bellatrix black

narcissa malfoy

lily evans

extra note!! i will write tom riddle

𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭;

bella swan

edward cullen

alice cullen

jasper hale

rosalie hale

emmett cullen

carlisle cullen

esme cullen

caius volturi

marcus volturi

aro volturi

poly!volturi kings

sulpicia volturi

athenodora volturi

didyme volturi

poly!the volturi wives

poly!the volturi wives + the kings

demetri volturi

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧;

evie zamora

tracy freeland

( request more!! )

𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧; 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥

tricia albright

gunnar albright

leena klammer < pls request her!! >

( request more!! )

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬;

katherine pierce < PLEASE REQUEST HER OMG >

damon salvatore

stefan salvatore

elena gilbert

poly!elena x damon

bonnie bennett

caroline forbes

( havent finished tvd so request more!! )

𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬;

daenerys targaryen < PLEASE PLS PLS REQUEST HER >

jon snow

sansa stark

( request more!! )

𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬;

will byers

jonathan byers

mike wheeler

nancy wheeler

chrissy cunningham

jim hopper

joyce byers

alexei

max

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quick note; i will write for jamie campbell bower just request !!

thank you for stopping by and enjoy my blog !

tags:

#daenerys targeryan #jamie campbell bower #volturi kings #jamie campbell x reader #max mayfield x reader #house targaryen #reality shifting #new blog #stranger things #stranger things x reader #caius volturi #jasper hale #alice cullen #bella swan #blurbs #poly marauders #marauders #oneshot

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multi-fandom-simp · 9 months

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Request Masterlist

Hello! I would love to start accepting requests to get my creativity rolling again. Below will be list of characters that I am willing to write for and how you may submit a request. Also, if you are looking for a certain character that isn't on my list, then feel free to ask if I would write for them. I ask that you be patient with me as well as I am one person who is currently in college. I will do my best to get the requests out in a timely manner! Below are my personal pros and cons:

Pros(What I will write):

-Angst and fluff

-Some mature content ( with mature content please ask if I would be comfortable with writing it before assuming I'd write it.)

-Alternate Realities of canon universes

-character deaths

Cons(What I will NOT write)

-Non-con elements(Such as R*pe, Necrophilia, etc.)

-Incest(There will be an exception for House of The Dragon and Game of Thrones and that is it.)

-Pedophilia

How to Request:

-Submit a message through an ask or through my inbox, whichever you are comfortable with.

-Include what character you would like it to be for, and a brief description of the fic. I will do my best to write exactly what you're asking for, but please remember not everyone has the exact same brain waves.

-Also include if you would like it to include angst, fluff, mature, etc.

-If you would like the reader to be from a specific family or house, please include that.

Characters I will write for

HOUSE OF THE DRAGON:

- Rhaenyra Targaryen

- Daemon Targaryen

- Aemond Targaryen

- Helaena Targaryen

- Rhaenys II Targaryen

- Jacaerys Velaryon

- Laenor Velaryon (x Male!Reader)

- Laena Velaryon

GAME OF THRONES:

- Daenerys Targaryen

- Robb Stark

- Sansa Stark

- Bran Stark

- Jojeen Reed

- Theon Greyjoy

- Yara Greyjoy

- Oberyn Martell

The Sandman:

- Morpheus

- Desire

- Death

- The Corinthian

- Calliope

Marauders:

- James Potter

- Sirius Black

- Remus Lupin

- Lily Evans

- Marlene Mckinnon

- Regulus Black

Harry Potter:

- Fred Weasley

- George Weasley

- Bill Weasley

- Cedric Diggory

- Draco Malfoy

- Adrian Pucey

-Blaise Zabini

- Pansy Parkinson

The Hobbit/The Lord Of The Rings:

- Legolas

- Aragorn

- Thranduil

- Kili

- Fili

- Tauriel

ACOTAR:

- Azriel

- Cassian

- Rhysand

- Nesta

- Lucien

- Amren

Spider-man:

- Andrew Garfield's Spider-man

- Tobey Maguire's Spider-man

- Tom Holland's Spider-man

- Tasm! Gwen Stacy

- Harry Osborne

- Cindy Moon

MARVEL:

- Loki Laufeyson

- Bucky Barnes

- Sam Wilson

- Yelena

- Shuri

- Doctor Strange

-Druig

-Makkari

- ( quite a few more, feel free to ask)

Twilight

-Carlisle Cullen

-Jasper Hale

-Rosalie Hale

-Alice Cullen

-Paul Lahote

-Jared Cameron

-Garrett(Lee Pace)

Teen Wolf:

-Isaac Lahey

-Derek Hale

-Young Peter Hale

-Stiles Stilinski

The Last Kingdom:

-Sihtric

-Finan

-Osferth

DCU:

-Jason Todd

-Dick Grayson

-Damian Wayne( Platonic only)

-Smallville! Clark Kent

-Smallville! Lex Luthor

Stranger Things:

-Steve Harrington

-Robin Buckley

- I would be willing to write platonic/found family fics including the gang, such as Max, Lucas, etc. Nothing other than that as they are children.

Bill Skarsgård Characters:

-Roman Godfrey(Hemlock Grove)

- Marquis Vincent de Gramont(John Wick)

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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.

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #teen wolf #sterek #derek hale #stiles stilinski #peter hale #Peter Hale x male reader #Ian Bohen #Ian Bohen x male reader

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heliads · 5 months

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requests are open!

readers, i am so delighted to announce that requests are open again! they will remain open until my queue fills up, which will happen when i have a post queued for every monday and wednesday from two days until now. queued requests can be seen in this post below the ‘read more’ line so you can tell how much time is left before they close.

things to keep in mind:

please follow my rules. there are very few of them

due to past request volume, i will turn down a lot of requests if they don’t follow the rules/don’t provide enough detail/are too similar to past fics. more details here

i take requests for all fandoms on my masterlist, but i would love it the most if i got requests for dead poets society, f1, harry potter, the hunger games, the magnificent seven, teen wolf, percy jackson, star wars, top gun, unwind, or tvd. they’re just the ones i’m most motivated about at the moment <3

you can also request fics for a ship instead of a character x reader! i love writing for ships, people just haven’t requested them that much in the past so i thought i’d remind you all of it :)

happy requesting, everyone!

xoxo, lisa

requests currently in queue:

monday, 12/18: male squaller reader x genya safin

wednesday: 12/20: finnick odair x sister!reader oneshot

monday, 12/25: kaz brekker x reader

wednesday, 12/27: enola holmes x sister!reader

monday, 1/1: unwind oneshot

wednesday, 1/3: kate bishop oneshot

monday, 1/8: steven meeks x reader (dead poets society slay)

wednesday, 1/10: derek hale x reader

monday, 1/15: magnificent seven platonic oneshot

wednesday, 1/17: nikolai lantsov x reader

monday, 1/22: eric coulter x reader

wednesday, 1/24: unwind oneshot

monday, 1/29: clove x reader

wednesday, 1/31: strollonso oneshot

monday, 2/5: clove x reader

wednesday, 2/7: peter hayes x reader

monday, 2/12: katniss everdeen platonic oneshot

wednesday, 2/14: divergent oneshot

monday, 2/19: harry hook x reader

wednesday, 2/21: draco malfoy x reader

monday, 2/26: dead poets society oneshot

wednesday, 2/28: sirius black x reader

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bonniebird · 8 months

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Halloween 2023 Event Information

Halloween 2022 Masterlist

Halloween 2023 Masterlist

Only 283 of 364 request slots left for the Halloween event :)

1. "Every human needs a vampire."

David (TLB) x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: @shadowcatgirl09

- Notes: N/A

2. "I'm protecting you. Because that's what we do. We keep each other safe."

Bonnie Bennett x Male!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: N/A

3. "So this means you're a werewolf?"

Malia Tate x Fem!Reader

- Requested by:

- Notes: N/A

4. "Well, I’ll be a mortal. And I'm in love with you. And I don't care that you're a witch."

Prudence Night x Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: N/A

5. "If you're coming for my friends, you're coming for me."

Scott McCall x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: N/A

6. "Magic finds balance. I'm not supposed to be here."

Allison Argent x Male!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: N/A

7. "Simply knowing you existed wasn't good enough for me. I needed to have you. To keep you for myself."

Nick Scratch x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: N/A

8. "Only you can make me feel complete. I'll whatever it takes to get you back."

Tyler Lockwood x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: N/A

9. "I am not having sex in a graveyard."

Kol Mikaelson x Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: N/A

10. "Hello, Pumpkin. Want to roll around in the hay bales with me?"

Peter Hale x Reader

- Requested by:

- Notes: N/A

11. "You ate all my candy so now you need to give me something sweet to make up for it."

Jason Stackhouse x Reader

- Requested by:

- Notes: N/A

12. "You like me in this costume? Admit it."

Eric Northman x Reader

- Requested by: @schinug

- Notes: N/A

13. "You could just spend the night with me and see what happens."

Eric Northman x Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: N/A

14. "Oh, no. I’m a single adult, and I kissed another single adult. What’s gonna happen?"

Peter Hale x Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: N/A

15. “(Hermione Granger) doesn’t need a car, they have their broomstick.”

Hermione Granger x Male!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: N/A

16. "AHHHHH! The black cat I was holding turned into a person."

Kol Mikaelson x Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: (reader being the cat? 👉🏼👈🏼)

17. "A crowbar... dynamite... cyanide. As if we'd run out."

Alfie Solomons x Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: N/A

18. "Aren’t you tired of resisting? Just admit that you want me."

Alfie Solomons x Reader

- Requested by: Anon

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19. "I am very naughty but in a very nice way

Alfie Solomons x Reader

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20. "(Alfie Solomons)? Why is my name on this gravestone?"

Alfie Solomons x Reader

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21. "Thanks for hiding away with me."

Bonnie Bennett x Fem!Reader

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22. "A party in the cemetery on Halloween just seems like a bad idea all around really."

Bella Swan x Reader

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23. “I went to that Halloween party everyone was going to. I was wearing this costume because I wanted to impress you. I went room to room looking for you. I saw you kissing Nancy. I knew you didn’t like me the way I liked you.”

Steve Harrington x Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: N/A

24. "Please (Michael) please tell me you didn't get bit by that thing while you were trying to save me."

Michael Emerson x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

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25. "Am I dead? Is that why I keep ending up here?"

Bonnie McCullough x Reader

- Requested by: @shadowcatgirl09

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26. "It's creepy that you're so excited about this."

Meredith Sulez x Male!Reader

- Requested by: @shadowcatgirl09

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27. "I care about very few people in this world. A small handful of vampires and you."

Elena Gilbert (books) x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: @shadowcatgirl09

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28. "I feel safe here. With you."

Tyler Lockwood x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: shy female reader

29. "They were in my room! I bet they went through my stuff and touched everything with their creepy serial killer hands."

Stu Macher x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

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30. "He looks like a serial killer."

Billy Loomis x Fem!Reader

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31. "If I’m the killer why didn’t I kill (Character) when we were alone together?"

Billy Loomis x Fem!Reader

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32. "You’re not going to turn me in are you?"

Sirius Black x Fem!Reader

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33. "(Y/N) got stabbed! They were trying to protect me. They can't be one of the bad guys."

Allison Argent x Male Calavera!Reader

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34. "(Character) might have the power of foresight."

Bennett x Male Reader x Prudence Night

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35. "Are you sure that's a real spell?"

Jacob Black x Fem!Reader

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- Notes: Fem witch reader

36. "Are you having trouble sleeping too?"

Bonnie Bennett x Male Claire!Reader

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37. "Help me! Before I disappear!"

Sophie Deveraux x Male!Reader

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38. "(Ambrose Spellman) has been turned into a (Cat). I don’t know how."

Ambrose Spellman x Reader

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39. "Never. You have nothing to fear from me"

Captain hook x Fem!Reader

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40. "I am very naughty but in a very nice way."

Dean Winchester x Reader

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41. "Aww poor little vampire. Do you need someone to teach you how to feed?"

Theo Raeken x Fem!Reader x Rebekah Mikaelson

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42. "[Character] is dead. Unless you're hanging out with a ghost you must have lost your mind."

Regulus Black x Reader

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43. "After this? You mean nothing to me."

Potc Commodore Norrington x fem!reader

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44. "I'm not mad anymore."

Dorcas Night x Reader

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45. "Somethings out of whack."

Madison Montgomery x Reader

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46. "I bet you lost some sleep thinking about me."

Josie McCoy x Reader

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47. "I'm not mad anymore."

Rodolphus Lestrange x Reader

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48. "(Character)? Why is my name on this gravestone?"

Death of the Endless x Reader

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49. "Is there a spell that can make you stop crying"

Tom Riddle x Reader

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50. "You're not going to kill me?"

The Handler (from The Umbrella Academy) x reader

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51. "Do you really think a fast car and tight jeans are going to impress me?"

Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader

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52. "Hasn't anyone told you. Second hand smoke kills."

Peter Pettigrew x Reader

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53. "Did I say something to upset you?"

CAOS Caliban x Reader

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54. "It's not the size of your fangs, it's how you bite."

Severen Van Sickle x Fem!Reader

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55. "You're a vampire, sweetheart. I don't think you'll ever be okay again."

Severen Van Sickle x Fem!Reader

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56. "(Character) you are my friend and I could never bring your life to an end."

Severen Van Sickle x Fem!Reader

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57. "After a century or two, I might get to like you. Too bad you won't live that long."

Severen Van Sickle x Fem!Reader

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58. "Boo! I’m here to haunt you with Halloween fun!"

Dwayne (TLB) x a short female reader

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59. "Tell me… tell me you want me."

Tyler Lockwood x Fem!Reader

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60. "If I look like I’m green with envy it’s your fault."

Malia Tate x Male!Reader

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61. "Trick or treat! You’re something sweet I want to eat."

Dwayne (TLB) x female witch reader

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62. "I'm not going to let that happen."

Bella Swan x male vampire reader

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63. Halloween moodboard: Daphne Blake

Daphne Blake x Reader

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64. "Are you trying to turn me on? Don’t worry it’s giving me some ideas on what to do with you."

Reggie Mantle x Reader

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65. "Hello, Pumpkin. Want to roll around in the hay bales with me?"

Midge Klump (Riverdale) x Reader

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66. "I gift you with bruises and hickies and you hide them so no one can tell that I own you."

Sweet Pea (Riverdale) x reader

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67. "If I knew it would be this easy to get you all over me, I would have taken you to a haunted house sooner."

Dwayne (Lost Boys) x reader

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68. "If I give you a ride then you have to ride me as well. That's the rules of my car."

Billy Hargrove x Reader

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69. “I'm the world's most dangerous predator. Everything about me invites you in. My voice, my face, even my smell. As if I would need any of that… as if you could outrun me… as if you could fight me off. I'm designed to kill.”

Eddie Munson x Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: where he comes back from the upside down but... changed. Everything looks too perfect. Vamped ?

70. "You're a vampire, sweetheart. I don't think you'll ever be okay again."

Eddie Munson x Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: where he accidentally turns her as a vampire. And mocks her for reasons

71. "a little witchcraft, I suspect"

Geralt x Reader

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72. "(Amy) doesn't like dressing up for Halloween. No one tell her I tricked her into dressing up like that guy from the movie we saw"

Amy Santiago x Reader

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73. "(Fiona) took dirty pictures for me. I keep one in the car for emergencies"

Fiona Gallagher x Fem!Reader

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74. "We're playing spin the bottle at a halloween party. What are we kids?"

Michelle Jones Watson x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

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75. "If I give you a ride then you have to ride me as well. That's the rules of my car."

Howard Stark x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

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76. "If I pretend to be your date, will you fuck me?"

Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

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77. "excuse me for being too forward but your lips make me wonder what the rest of you would taste like"

Daisy Johnson x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

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78. "(Peggy) looks like she'd be really mean and into kinky sex but actually they're really nice and only know one sex move"

Peggy Carter x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

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79. "(Reader) looks too cute in her costume. I'm going to have to do something about it"

Daisy Johnson x Reader

- Requested by: Anon

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80. "I just saw (character) naked! I’m not going to be able to think about anything else for a while." with Character being the Reader?

Daisy Johnson x Reader

- Requested by: Anon

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81. “(Character)! Get up please get up! Don’t die!”

Carlisle Cullen x Fem!Reader

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#halloween2023 #bonniebird #pending list

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spiderman-4 · 2 years

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Requests!!!

I typically write characters x male or non-binary reader but I’m open to writing x fr reader but they will usually be platonic. (Someone highlighted in green mean I will write them strictly platonic)

I do both nsfw and sfw stories and feel free to request either or both. 😁😁😁

I also usually write a top!reader or dom!reader so if you would like a sub or bottom reader please specify that in your request.

Rules for requesting:

Ships I write for

Theo x Liam (teen wolf)

Scott x Issac (teen wolf)

Nolan x Brett (teen wolf)

Mason x Corey (teen wolf)

Dean x Castiel (supernatural)

Tony x Steve (marvel)

Thor x Bruce (marvel)

Newt x Thomas (the maze runner)

Ian x Mickey (shameless)

Draco x Harry (Harry Potter)

Serius x Remus (Harry Potter)

Eddie x Steve (Stranger Things)

Will x Mike (Stranger Things)

Characters I will write x reader

Teen Wolf

Theo Reaken

Liam Dunbar

Scott McCall

Stiles Stilinski

Corey Bryant

Mason Hewitt

Jordan Parish

Aiden

Ethan

Derek Hale

Allison Argent

Lydia Martin

Malia Tate/Hale

Kira Yukimur

Marvel

Tony Stark

Steve Rogers

Peter Parker

Ned Leeds

MJ Jones

Bruce Banner

Theo Odinson

Loki Laufeyson

Pietro Maximoff

Wanda Maximoff

Clint Barton

Vision

T’Challa

Natasha Romenoff

Gamora

The Maze Runner

Thomas

Newt

Minho

Fypan

Winston

Galley

Shameless

Ian Gallagher

Mickey Milkivitch

Lip Gallagher

Carl Gallagher

Jimmy Steve

Kevin Ball

Liam Gallagher (PLATONIC ONLY)

Fiona Gallagher

Debbie Gallagher

Veronica

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Castiel

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

Hermione Granger

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Bill Weasley

Charlie Weasley

Ginny Weasley

Draco Malfoy

Neville Longbottom

Pansy Parkinson

Blaise Zabini

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson

Steve Harrington

Will Buyers

Mile Wheeler

Eleven “Jane” Hopper

Dustin Henderson

Lucas Sinclair

Max Mayfeild

Jonathan Buyers

Robin Buckley

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Heart of the Ocean 💙 | Teen Wolf Miniseries Part 2

Takes place in between 3A & 3B of Teen Wolf

Teen Wolf Masterlist | read part 1 here

Characters & Pairings: Hale/McCall Pack x vampire!reader (female/platonic), eventual Peter Hale x reader (romantic), reader x male!oc ( past romance) & reader x supernatural!reader (platonic). Characters in this imagine: Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Allison Argent, Isaac Lahey, Derek Hale, Peter Hale, Chris Argent, Alan Deaton.

Content Warnings: light angst, profanity, references of historical event disaster, mentions of death, blood, and murder | female!reader (she/her) | ws: 6.4k

Requested 📨 yes/no (rules for requests)

Premise: with the riddle solved the pack now have to face the truth their English teacher is not who they thought she was. To find out who’s responsible for the chaos in Beacon Hills they have no choice but to confront Y/n about her identity and nature. Even if it could cost them their lives.

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*tick* *tick* *tick*

Scott’s eyes were on the clock, flickering over to Stiles who wore an expression similar to his. Filled with unease and wondering if what they were about to do was a mistake. The minutes were ticking away as the school day approached its end. Glancing to Allison and Lydia in the front of the classroom he could see in their neck and shoulders how tense they were, Allison nervously chewing on the tip of her pen. All throughout the lecture none could stay focused. Not when the person teaching had a harrowing secret they were about to confront.

How would she react? Better yet, how were they going to even breach the subject.

Scott could see them fucking everything up in the blink of the eye. He couldn’t help but recall Peter’s warning from the night before. “Vampires can be hostile creatures—especially if they haven’t fed for a while. They can go maybe….weeks without drinking blood before they start to lose their control. Considering Loretta—or should I say, Y/n, has been in Beacon Hills a few months I can only assume she is getting her blood by some other means than preying on its citizens. Still, approach her with caution if you decide to confront her. If I was a 130 year old vampire who was a wealthy socialite that survived one of the most famous shipwrecks in history and was being hunted by my creator…well let’s just say I wouldn’t let you leave still breathing.”

The more the seconds ticked by the more Scott was regretting the plan. After much debate the pack wanted to get to the bottom of everything quickly and that meant confronting Miss. Andrews at school. Which was very unnerving. Discovering she was a vampire only made her more intimidating after already establishing herself as someone who came off as unapproachable. Though they had few interactions, Scott found Miss. Andrews to possess an aura that reads, ‘better to wonder in silence rather than search for answers.’ Appearing no older than the age of thirty, sometimes she’d say words or phrases that made her seem much older.

Thankfully their English section was the last period of the day. Isaac wasn’t in the class but he had Miss. Andrews that morning and kept his eyes out for the necklace, however, he was unable to tell if the woman was wearing it.

The Heart of the Ocean.

What led them to her.

If she was wearing the necklace it had to have been beneath her high collared shirt that was paired with a black blazer and dress pants. Now knowing what they know, they realized Miss. Andrews always wore clothing that was sophisticated and concealed her neck area. Whether it be a turtleneck or a collared shirt, they wondered why they hadn’t found it odd before. California was hot even in the early months of the year—especially in April as they approached summer.

Peter’s words echoed in Scott’s mind, “Vampires are cold-blooded creatures. The warm weather has little effect on them and though the glimmer acts as a camouflage to other supernatural creatures it doesn’t change their nature. They’ll be cold to the touch. Faster than the speed of sound. Stronger the older they are. And some even have little gifts that separate them from others.”

“Gifts?”

“Abilities. Very rare among their kind but those who possess them are more enhanced in every aspect than others. I’ve heard stories about one who can read minds. An old…acquaintance, of mine said he once encountered a vampire who could compel anyone to do anything for them. Let’s hope neither your killer or his little creation have any talents. Otherwise your odds of coming out of this in one piece are going to be very low.”

The hairs stood on the back of Scott’s neck when Loretta…Y/n… passed him as she walked in between the aisle of desks. It was like his senses were trying to warn him despite his others unable to detect she was not human.

“What people fail to understand about Romeo and Juliet…” Loretta moves between Lydia and Allison, missing how both girls tense up. “Is that it is not a romance despite having a prominent theme of love thorough out the play. To be considered a romance it must have what you would call, ‘a happily ever after,’…” Turning to face the class, Loretta leans her back against the desk with her arms crossed over her chest. Scott almost perches up, straining his ears to see if he could pick up movement around her neck.

Her eyes scan across the room, lingering on Scott and Stiles when they quickly look away, “Specifically for the protagonist—or protagonists in this setting. Romeo and Juliet die at the end of the play, therefore there is no happy ending. Yes, their families end up putting past their differences due to the loss of their loved ones. But the protagonists did not get to ride off into the sunset and live out their lives in peace. So the more appropriate term for the play would be a tragedy. A genre focused on human suffering and sorrowful events that happen to the protagonist. And as we have learned these past weeks, Shakespeare was known for his tragedies. Romeo and Juliet is just one of his many—Macbeth, Othello, Julius Caesar to name a few.”

There were only two minutes remaining in the class. Scott tapped his pen against the book anxiously, eyes back on the clock as Siltes sent him another look. Isaac’s scent soon filled his nostrils, indicating he was outside the door. And glancing over her shoulder, Allison gave a slight nod of, ‘it’s gonna be okay,’ to try and ease his nerves.

“Tragedies can be inspired by an array of things,” Loretta moved her arms so her hands were clasped in front of her. Again, Scott couldn’t help but listen for the rustling of jewelry. All he got was a usually steady pacing of her heart. If that even was her heart.

“Personal lives and historical events.” Lydia and Alice glance at each other as do Scott and Stiles. “They dive into the catharsis of their audience. Bringing pleasure through pain because we as humans—,” the teens share another look, “cannot help but find a sense of enjoyment in seeing the main character fail. Witness their downfall. Does that say something about us in how we view others?” The question was rhetoric, Loretta watching the students think in silence before shrugging. “That is for you to decide.”

*ring* *ring* *ring*

In a hurry students gather their belongings and make their way out the door. For the four teenagers planning to stay they are slow in their movements.

“Don’t forget tomorrow’s quiz is on Act five,” Loretta shouted lightly, pushing off from the desk only to walk around it. “Then we will begin our unit on Poe so be sure to have your textbooks with you.” As Loretta starts to erase the chalkboard the teens draw to the back door of the class to make it look like they're leaving but really they stop once Isaac enters. Then with a nod, “let’s do this,” they make their way back into the classroom.

Reaching the front row of the desks, the sound of Stiles bumping into a chair catches the woman’s attention, turning to face the group with perplexed eyes making them freeze like deer in headlights.

“Well hello,” Loretta places the eraser down, surprised to see five of her students behind her. “Wasn’t expecting you all to stay after the period ended. Everything alright?” She connects eyes with all, sensing their distress.

Scott is the first to speak, “We’re sorry to bother you when you’re busy, Miss. Andrews,” he felt his heart pick when he nearly addressed her by her real name. “We were just wondering if you could help us with something.”

“Is it about tomorrow’s quiz?” Loretta is calm, collected, and shows no signs of nervousness. “Because unfortunately if that’s the case I can’t—.”

“It’s about our history project,” Allison cuts in, causing the boys to give her a look that read ‘what are you doing?’ She gives a smile when Loretta tilts her head.

“Are you asking me to read over your report? Check for any grammatical errors? That I can do for you if you have a rough draft.”

“No,” Lydia rubs her neck, watching Loretta take a piece of chalk in her hand while bidding a glance at her lesson plans on the desk. Lydia licks her bottom lip, “more like we would like some advice if we have the facts right on it.” Loretta makes a sound between a laugh and scoff.

“I think you’re better suited asking your history teacher,” she raises her brow at them. Her heartbeat is steady against Scott’s ears, the werewolf catching Isaac’s eyes to see he heard the same. “I’m afraid my knowledge on whatever the topic of your project is will be limited compared to your teacher.”

“Actually,” Scott swallows, “We think you’re the best person there is to help us.”

Lorretta makes another sound, smirking lightly like the teens were humoring her, “Oh really?” Chalk in hand she faces the board to begin writing Friday’s plan. “Why is that?”

“Because it’s about Titanic.”

Instantly they watch her hand stop mid air, clutching the chalk in a grip they’re afraid it was going to snap in half. In fact, it did break in half. Not even two seconds after the words leave Scott’s mouth, however, her hand remains in the air. A slight tremor replacing the chalk as it clunks to the tile floor.

Silence fills the room as all time stops. Loretta was paralyzed where she stood. Back facing the group where they couldn’t see her face. But considering she was frozen like a statue, it wasn’t difficult to assume she had the same expression they did when they saw her picture the night before.

Scott takes a hesitant step closer, tone cautions as he mutters, “Y/n.” Her low gasp fills his ears, physically reacting to the name. Behind him the others tense, Isaac consciously moving closer to Scott as Stiles pushes the girls back. They all wait for her next move.

“Y/n—.”

Slowly her hand comes down, head dipping slightly, “How do you know?” The question sounded like Y/n knew this day would come. That in a town where supernatural beings resided she was bound to be discovered but hoped it would be some time before she did.

The teens couldn’t hold back the shudder when Y/n faced them. Her eyes lacked any color. Pitch black like onyx and void of friendlessness. It made them wonder if she was wearing contacts or the glimmer had seeped away to show what her real eyes were. They prayed for the former, for Peter had mentioned when a vampire was hungry their eyes would darken.

Her jaw clenched and Scott instantly straightened to prepare for any sudden attack. She was stronger than him—he knew just from Peter’s warnings. While he had Isaac and Allison armed with a silver dagger, they were no match for a 130 year old vampire who could move faster than they could blink. And if she had abilities….they were straight fucked.

Instead Y/n’s voice went low, repeating her question, “How. Do. You. Know.”

Scott gulped, finding his voice, “Stiles,” with his hand out he motioned for riddle. Stiles fumbles through the front pocket of his backpack, finding the paper and passing it over as Y/n stares the entire time. Carefully the alpha drops the riddle onto the desk, using his fingers to slide it towards her and watches as she picks it up. They are silent the entire time Y/n reads the written words, her mouth tightening as though she recognized the handwriting the moment her eyes met the first line.

Her eyes then close when she finishes the final verse. “He’s found me,” she doesn’t need their confirmation, “it’s been him all along.” Him all along referencing the murders. “I should’ve known.” Her eyes open and lock on Scott, “When did he leave you this?”

“Last night.”

“Where.”

“U-uh Derek Hale’s loft.”

“Hale,” Y/n whispers, the name familiar on her tongue. “Thalia’s son.”

“You know them?” Stiles was flabbergasted. “Y-you know what they are.”

“Of course I do,” Y/n sounded offended, causing the teen to wince. “I’ve been alive 130 years. I knew of the Hale pack when Thalia's grandparents were the leaders.” There’s a pause as her gaze moves to Scott, “And I know Scott is an Alpha. Isaac is a beta. Allison is a hunter—part of the renowned Argent family,” there was a hint of distaste behind Y/n’s tone causing Allison to stiffen. Y/n rests her eyes on the redhead before ending with Siles, “and Lydia is a banshee. But you are the only human, Mr. Stilinski. Which might I say is quite the surprise.”

Stiles scratches his neck, “R-really?”

“Yes. Usually humans don’t last long with supernaturals. Would’ve thought you’d be a beta by now—seeing that your best friend is an alpha.” Seeing his friends become uncomfortable with the assumption, Scott switches the subject.

“Next week is the anniversary of Titanic sinking,” her expression instantly changed. “You were there.”

“I was,” it came no louder than a whisper, a distant look within her eye indicating Titanic was still a painful memory for the woman. “And you know then—from this,” she holds up the riddle, “What I am? What I do?”

Each of them nod, “we do.” They still couldn’t wrap their heads around it. That their English teacher, of all people, was an immortal who was aboard Titanic.

“And you’re not running for the hills,” she hums, not sure whether to find them idiotic or courageous. “How interesting.”

“Well when you live in a town like Beacon Hills…you try to get used to it,” Stiles shrugs, a little terrified when Y/n’s expression reads that of, ‘you think you’ve seen it all? You have no idea what else is out there.’

“This is how we found you….” Lydia removes the printed article with the picture of Y/n wearing the necklace. Handing it to the woman, Lydia sees her face soften, eyes lingering on the pictures of her with Theodore and Benjamin.

“Forgot this existed honestly,” Y/n mutters, finger brushing over the image. “It’s the only picture we ever took as a family. And this one,” she points to the one of only her, “this was the first and last time I had a portrait done.” A hand comes up to her neck area, all eyes following the movement where they watch her remove the Heart of the Ocean from beneath the material. It was more exquisite in person than they imagined. A stunning blue diamond in the shape of a heart surrounded by white diamonds and all along the chain.

No wonder she kept it hidden. Anyone would’ve been drawn by the beauty of the jewelry if they were to see it. Then of course there was the tiny fact it was worth 350 million dollars and the link to her past.

Y/n lets out a pained chuckle, “I’m impressed you managed to piece it together. So quickly might I add.” Her finger runs along the surface of the diamond, “but then again, Heart of the Ocean is not something you hear everyday.”

“It’s the source of your glimmer, isn’t it?”

Y/n narrows her eyes at Scott’s question, “How do you know about the glimmer?”

Stiles is the one to answer, “Derek’s uncle seems to know everything about supernatural creatures. He was the one who figured out you and your creator were vampires. Then he explained how you were able to pass as human—why they wouldn’t be able to pick up on your scent.”

“He said vampires will sometimes wear enchanted jewelry,” Allison’s gaze went back to the necklace, flicking back to Y/n who had straightened her posture, “That Druid’s can make it so you’re not affected by the sun and give off a human scent. He suspected the Heart of the Ocean was it for you.”

Once again Y/n appeared impressed, “well he was right. Which is unfortunate for me,” she mutters almost annoyed, eyes going back to reread the riddle. Scott leans more against the desk.

“We need to know who is doing this, Y/n—Loretta, if that’s what you prefer,” he corrects when her hand flexes. “And why. He gave us this riddle to find you and now that we have we have no idea what’s gonna happen next. Do you have any clue why he’s doing this?”

Y/n let out a loud exhale—prompting Scott to remember it was for show since vampires didn’t need to breathe. Having to put up the facade of being human for so long likely had the mannerisms come naturea. The riddle drops onto the table. “His name is Sebastian Lavigne. Don’t bother trying to find him on the records of passengers aboard that night—,” Stiles’ hand pauses as he jots down the name. “Sebastian didn’t have a ticket. He was a stowaway who snuck aboard when the ship docked in France. Disguised himself as a crew member so he wouldn’t get caught.” She paused to sigh again, “Quite frankly I’m not even sure if that’s his real name—he’s likely going by another alias.”

“Kinda like you?”

Y/n made a face at Stiles’s question, but answered nonetheless. “If you haven’t noticed, Mr. Stilinski, I do not age. If we stay in a place too long people start to suspect, therefore we have to move consistently and with that comes an identity change. But I always knew him by Sebastian though to the public he went by a different name. And so did I,” she glances at photos of her. “I couldn’t go by my real name after Titanic because of who my family was and everyone thought I was dead. Then of course the fact I was now a blood-sucking creature.

“Sebastian is a deceitful man. And this riddle—,” a finger aggressively hits the paper a few times, “is just one of his many games. He knows exactly where I am and only did this to mess with you. Probably because he knows you’re onto him. He wanted you to figure out what he was. Leading you to me…it was to warn me he’s coming.”

Lydia tenses, feeling a wave of dread course through her, “why is wanting to find you?” Y/n crosses her arms over her chest, glaring at the floor.

“Because he’s angry I left him. That I broke away from him. Vampires are usually nomadic—hardly ever join up together. Kinda like how werewolves have packs to make them stronger, well….a group of vampires would decimate anything that stood in their way. Sebastian’s a man who desires power,” Y/n rubs her hand on her forearm. “And together we were powerful—especially with our gifts.”

“Gifts?” Scott’s heart skipped, thinking of Peter’s warning. “You both have gifts?”

“Yes,” Y/n didn’t sound proud of it. “Sebastian can compel you to do anything—you’ve heard of him,” Y/n’s shoulders slumped at their reaction.

Stiles flexes his hand, unease in his voice, “Peter told us about a vampire like that. Said he knew someone who encountered them. Is he the only one who can?” Y/n’s nod of confirmation only increases their anxiety.

“As far as I know, yes he is. His gift is powerful, but it only works close range. Meaning in order to be affected you have to be directly in front of him. Sebastian has to stare into one’s eyes to compel them,” Y/n glances to her feet again, “but once he does they have no choice but to do what he says. And combined with mine…..” she shudders, making them frown. “No one could stand a chance against us.”

“What can you do?” Allison asks, a little unsure if she even wanted to know.

“Make you see anything I want. Whether it be tapping into your memory or my own, I can conjure illusions. Illusions derived from your greatest fear causing you to become incapacitated,” everyone’s demeanor became that of concern. “As you can imagine it came in handy when traveling with Sebastian—especially against our enemies,” Y/n comes around the desk so she’s closer to the group, “or more like his enemies since it was always him who had to instigate conflict.”

Lydia’s eyes draw in suspicion, “Why’d you leave him?” It was the question everyone wanted the answer to. And Y/n didn’t appear happy to answer it.

“He’d been keeping things from me. During my time with Sebastian he liked to isolate me—keep me from interacting with others of our kind. He didn’t want me to know I could feed without preying on humans. Or about glimmer which is why I spent most of my days locked in doors and only came out at night. He kept me from my son,” her lips tightened, “I understood why at the time…but then I found out his motives.”

The air thickened in the classroom.

“Things that could have made my fate turn out different than what it was,” her voice turned cold, eyes darkening even more. “Yes, he pulled me from the water that night…but he didn’t have to turn me into this to save me. There was another way and he chose to turn me for what I was worth to him. So when I found out decades later the truth—that he had turned me for his own selfish gain. Robbing me of the life I could have had with my son and family…”

Y/n’s hand moves to the jewelry on her neck, “I found the closest Druid I could find and had them enchant this. That way he’d lose my scent and be unable to track me.” Her hand comes back down with a sigh, “But somehow he always manages to be a step ahead of things.”

“How long ago did you escape him?” Scott wonders aloud.

“Forty years ago.”

Stiles’s jaw drops, “He’s been hunting you for four decades?”

“Likely so. With me he was more powerful. With me he was more rich,” Y/n explained, tone bitter with each word. “Shortly after we returned to New York he compelled me into robbing my own home. The amount we stole still hasn’t run dry—at least not for me,” a tinge of a smirk indicated Y/n left him with nothing when she escaped. “So I wouldn’t put it past him for devoting this many years to find me. But it’s not to get me into his good graces, no, he wants to punish me. And the best way to punish me is to play games like this,” lightning fast her hand grasps the riddle and crutches it between her fingers. “To cause chaos and hurt innocent people because he knows how much I hated it when we did. The murders. Leaving you this riddle. He won’t stop even after he’s got what he wants.”

Scott’s shoulders drop slightly, “And what does he want?”

“To kill me. Scott,” Y/n’s words send a shiver along his body. “I’ve made a life of myself without him—one where I try everyday to make up for the things I did with him. Preying on humans. Torturing the minds of those Sebastian hated. He wants me to feel that shame and regret before he finishes the job. Because that’s what he does, however, now that he’s brought you all into his game there’s not going to be an end until he’s satisfied. Once he’s through with me you will become his prime source of entertainment. Or, he’ll see you as a benefit and want to corrupt you. Just like he did to me.”

Silence fills the room as the teens take in the new information. All deep in thought wondering what to do or say next. The reality of Sebastian’s cruel nature and games proves beyond their expertise. They weren’t sure exactly how to go about it. Finding Y/n was the first step, but from what she’s told them it would not be enough.

He’ll still kill. He might even target them next—especially if they refuse whatever offer he could be planning. Y/n didn’t have to go into detail that Scott’s status as a True Alpha with a pack of unlikely allies would be something Sebastian would want to control.

And with his gift of compelling….

“We need to know what he looks like,” Scott’s the first to speak. Determination fills his gaze, “He’s got the advantage right now—a-and if he’s glimmered like you then he’s probably been passing as human.” He turns to Y/n, pleading with her for help. “You said you can show illusions. Ones that can be from your memory—can you show one with him?” The sound she responds with is one of defeat.

“He compelled me, shortly after he turned me, to erase his image from my memory because he was paranoid about us running into vampires who could read minds or Druids who could make me tap into my subconscious.” Everyone deflated at the news, but then Y/n perked up causing them to do the same. “But….he when did, he only said, ‘from this moment on.’”

Scott took a step closer, eyes full of hope, “What does that mean?”

“It means I can show you,” Y/n’s voice is low and tainted with slight dread. “I can show you the night he turned me. The night Titanic sank.”

Later that evening the pack gathered at Deaton’s clinic. It was just after sunset, around 8pm and some were starting to become impatient.

“Is she coming?” Peter grunted from where he stood leaning against a wall. “Or was this all a distraction.”

“She’s gonna be here,” Scott insisted, eyes narrowed slightly. Truth be told he was starting to worry. Y/n had promised she’d be at the clinic by nightfall but had yet to show.

“Well the clock is ticking,” Stiles fiddled with his fingers nervously.

Allison looks at the man beside her, who was checking to see if his gun was loaded with the proper bullets. “You know you didn’t have to come, dad.” Chris raises a brow, putting the safety on and placing the weapon back in its holster.

“And leave you and your friends alone with a gifted vampire who’s the reasons a psychotic one is causing hell around town? Not a chance.”

“Have you ever hunted one before?” Her voice drops to a whisper, though it doesn’t do much for those with enhanced hearing. Derek, Peter, Scott, and Isaac heard the question loud and clear.

Chris shakes his head, “No. They’re rare and not many are in America—but your great-grandfather came into contact with one in the fifties. Left us with what to do if we ever dealt with one.”

Allison gives her father a look of warning, “You can’t hurt her, dad.”

“If she gives me a reason to, I will.”

“She won’t,” she presses, aware Scott and Derek had their eyes on them. The former looked anxious.

“You don’t know how unpredictable and manipulative vampires are, Allison. None of you do.”

“She’s been in Beacon Hills for months. We asked her how she gets her blood and she said she’s been taking bags from the ER—not feeding on the town’s people,” the teen pleads, surprised with herself for defending Y/n so easily. Maybe it was the fact the vampire had been robbed of her life that made Allison sympathize. Or because she could feel the anger and fury Y/n had for her creator that she believed Y/n would stop at nothing to take him down. “And she hasn’t given any reason for us to believe she’s been working with Sebastian. She hates him, dad.” Chris doesn’t appear convinced.

“She was with him for sixty years—.”

“And she’s been without him for forty,” Allison cuts him off, promptly ending the argument. Another minute passes before all freeze at the sound of Deaton’s door chime ringing. Motioning with a hand, the doctor enters the lobby where he is met with a woman wearing a tan trench coat and boots. She spun around when she heard him approach, allowing Deaton to see the stunning jewelry around her neck. Instantly he felt the magic running through it.

“You’re the Druid,” were the first words from her mouth. “Scott told me about you.” Deaton offers a small smile.

“You must be Y/n,” when she visibly reacted to the name he apologized, “I’m sorry, would you prefer to be called—.” Her hand lifts to stop him.

“No, no. It’s fine—I’m just getting used to hearing that name again. It’s been so long since anyone other than ....” She trails off, not wanting to say his name. Deaton understands with a light nod, moving to open the gate.

“You don’t have to explain. Please, come in.”

“Did Scott inform you what to prepare?” She asks as she passes, receiving a nod from the man.

“Yes. I’m quite familiar with its effects—but I made sure to not make it too strong.” Leading Y/n into the back room, she stills at the sight of those she didn’t recognize, namely the man beside Allison and the two leaning against the wall. Everyone straightens when she arrives and her eyes go straight to Scott.

“You didn’t say we’d have guests.” Her tone is weary, making Scott move closer to show her it was okay.

“That’s Derek Hale and his uncle Peter,” a finger points to the two, glaring when he notices Peter’s eyes linger on Y/n’s figure. While he couldn’t blame him given Y/n’s striking beauty there were more important matters at the moment. “He’s the one who helped us figure out what you were.” He hears the woman make a sound similar to ‘hmph’, causing Peter to smirk and give a mock wave. Scott rolls his eyes, motioning to Chris, “And that’s Allison’s father, Chris Argent.”

Y/n’s expression tightens, appearing slightly uncomfortable with the lineup. Four werewolves, two hunters, a Druid, and a banshee? Vampires were strong creatures but even they could become intimidated. “Quite the party we have going on then.”

Stiles clears his throat to appease the tension, “uh what took you so long?” The question snaps Y/n out of the intense staring contest going on between her, Peter, and Chris. She removes her gloves to place them in her pocket.

“Well considering I’ve been out of practice I needed a pick me up to ensure my power would be at its best,” lips curl up, almost menacing which has Chris inch his hand closer to the holster. She sees the gesture and raises a brow in challenge, “Don’t worry, hunter. I didn’t sink my teeth into anything other than a donation bag.” She pays no mind to his glare, instead removing the Heart of the Ocean from her neck.

When Y/n does this a new smell enters the room right as the unusual steady pacing of her heart stops beating. The aroma is overbearing with vanilla and lavender—even for those without an enhanced sense of smell. For the werewolves, they perked up as they had never smelled anything so delightful.

“You smell that?” Y/n closes her eyes as she drops the necklace into the other pocket.

“Yeah.” Scott takes another waff of the scent, turning to her only to draw back in surprise when she opens her eyes to reveal deep red eyes replacing the color they once were. The lights from above almost made them glow. “Woah.” From behind Scott the others react to the changes of Y/n’s appearance.

Stiles and Isaac had to do a double take to make sure what he was seeing was real. Lydia and Allison shared a glance, both shuddering when Y/n made eye contact with them. Chris straightens his posture again, only amusing the vampire and Peter appears rather intrigued.

“Vampires have to lure their prey somehow,” She starts to explain. “It’s stronger for you wolves, but even you who are not are drawn by it. Makes you want to get closer, huh?” Y/n steps away, moving towards Deaton who reappears after going to the back closet to retrieve an object resembling a goblet.

“I can’t hear your heart anymore,” Scott’s tone is laced with confusion at the sudden decrease of heartbeats in the room.

“You never did. It was an illusion from the glimmer—so any creature I come into contact with would think I’m human. My heart stopped the night I turned,” the smirk she wore fell to a tight frown, “it won’t ever beat again.”

An eerie silence fills the room, her words lingering in the air. No doubt causing suspicion now that they were aware Y/n could lie and they would have no way of knowing. She could’ve been lying about everything honestly. Now they were left to wonder if any of what she said before was true.

But why would she lie? She’s made it awfully clear of her resentment for Sebastian.

The attention goes to Y/n as she removes the scalpel from Deaton’s tray and raises it to her palm. “W-what—what are you doing?” Stiles nearly gags when the skin breaks and a dark liquid like blood flows from the wound. It spills into the goblet, where a smell that could only be described as death replaces the once vanilla aroma. Deaton begins stirring the substance with a spoon while Y/n explains.

“As I’ve mentioned…” The cut disappeared without a trace not a second after Y/n lifted her hand away from the goblet. “I haven't used my power in ages—and while I fed earlier it may not be enough for it to be at its full potential. So to do this I need to remove any mental barriers from your mind.”

“And we have to drink your blood for it to work,” Peter rolls his eyes at how ironic it sounds, “how fitting.”

Y/n narrows her eyes at the man, “If you’re worried about it becoming a vampire you need not to worry. There’s no venom—that only comes from a bite. Sound familiar?” The air becomes thick and Scott moves between the two when Peter's eyes flash blue.

“What’s it going to do, Y/n?”

The vampire takes the goblet from Deaton, passing it to the teenager first, “Open your mind. To do so my blood is mixed with decade old sap from the Nematon and a rare form of wolfsbane. You’ll feel some discomfort,” she points out when all the wolves instantly become hesitant at the mention of wolfsbane, “but it won’t kill you. I need your mental state to be vulnerable. Ignore the smell—I know it’s revolting but it’ll taste like dry, bitter wine.”

Scott stares at the goblet before taking it in his hands. Inside the contents was a dark liquid with a smell that made him want to gag. He couldn’t help but ask Deaton, “You’re sure about this?”

“I’ve never worked with this before but I know someone who has. It’s potent but short lasting and won’t affect you once it’s out of your system in a few hours.” Deaton gives a look of assurance, “You might feel a pressure in your head that’s like a headache.”

Y/n adds on to the vet, “that’s so show your mental walls are dropping. But like your emissary said it’s temporary. Allowing me enough time to show you my memories in the form of illusions. But I must warn you all,” she pauses to glance at each of them. “My illusions are like vivid dreams. Where it feels real. Your body will remain paralyzed here, but your mind will be somewhere else. Not only will you see what I have to show you,” Y/n’s entire demeanor becomes serious once more. “You’ll be able to hear everything. Feel everything. The sun's rays. The cool breeze. The freezing waters…..It will be as though you’re experiencing it in real time.”

There’s a pause, letting the reality sink in on what the vampire was implying. “My question is….are all of you wishing to see what I have to show you? Now is the time to step out if you’re having second thoughts.” When no one objects, despite all looking relatively nervous, Y/n clasps her hands in front her. “Well, Scott, start us off.”

“We all have to drink it?” Stiles cringes when he’s passed the cup, Scott letting out a gag after the taste hits his tongue. Y/n smirks as she nods.

“Unless you would like to sit this out, Stiles, then yes.” Groaning, the teen plugs his nose and takes a swig before handing it to Isaac. Even after taking several gulps of water the awful taste of iron and wood remained.

One by one each person took their turn of downing the potion, with Deaton as the last one to do so. Within seconds it took effect, the most notable sign being the headache forming. Then a light feeling started to swirl all along their body. Like they were on cloud 9.

“Is this what it’s supposed to feel like?” Derek moaned, squinting when the light suddenly started to become brighter.

“You’ll get used to it in a moment,” Y/n’s closes her eyes, taking a deep breath despite not needing one. It was mostly to calm her nerves as she allowed the memory dug deep within her mind to surface. A moment later the warmth of the sun hit her skin. The smell of fresh paint and sea salt filling her nose. And the sound of a ship's whistle and people shouting echoed in her ears.

The others gasped, making Y/n open her eyes where she found them all, mouth agape and eyes bulging as though they couldn’t believe what they were seeing, staring at whatever was behind her. And when she turned around, Y/n’s lips curled up into a sad smile.

Seeing the ship of dreams again after decades filled her with an emotion she couldn’t describe—she couldn’t imagine what the pack were thinking. Probably wondering if it was a dream and they’d wake up any second. The memory was as clear as the day it was made—everything around them was exactly like it was that bright sunny Wednesday afternoon.

It was like they traveled back in time to April 10th, 1912.

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