#derek hale one shot

[rawritzrobin]

Brooding Alpha

Characters: Derek Hale, Stilinski!Twin, Scott McCall, Stiles Silinski

Pairings: Derek Hale x Stilinski!Twin Reader

Summary: You already had a brother and dad who treated you like a baby. You didn’t need a boyfriend who did as well.

Series Masterlist

Warnings: None! Unless you count an overprotective wolf. 

A/N: Winter break is here. :D Have some angst, with a happy ending.

“I can take care of myself Derek. You don’t always have to treat me like a porcelain doll.” Your eyebrow twitched in annoyance.

“Babe, there’s a group of alphas out for blood. It’s clear they have some vendetta against me. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have gone after my betas. They want to hurt me and the easiest way is through you.”

“They’re not going to do something in broad daylight! I can’t just skip school and stay here so you can watch all day like a little puppy.”

You were in Derek’s loft, waiting for Stiles to pick you up. Instead of going to Heather’s party, you decided you wanted to keep Derek and Isaac company for the night. You had grown to love Isaac like a third brother, Scott being number 2. It hurt to see him so scared.

You told Stiles you didn’t want to go to Heather’s party because you and Isaac had to work on a school project together. He was too busy thinking about Heather to care whether or not you were attending. You were hoping for a relaxing night with Derek and Isaac. Maybe a movie and some cuddles with your Alpha. That wasn’t the case.

“Besides, Scott and Stiles are with me 24/7. Isaac too! And you forget that Alison comes from a family of trained hunters! Also, my dad is still the sheriff!” You emphasized the last sentence by raising your hands up high and huffed in annoyance. You were sick of everyone around you treating you like a baby. Stiles and your dad were already so overprotective of you. You didn’t need another man in your life who saw you as a weak damsel in distress.

“You know I don’t think that Y/N/N. I just want to make sure you’re safe. And the safest place is here with me at the loft, not at school with a pair of twin alphas!”

“No means no Derek. I’m not staying here.” You said before storming out of the loft. Derek wasted no time chasing after you. Isaac stayed out of your lover's spat. Lucky him.

“Where are you going?” He asked with a hint of anger and annoyance in his voice.

“Stiles should be here soon. Or do you not trust me walking down the stairs to the entrance by myself? Do I need a big strong man to walk me to my brother's car too?” You said, not bothering to turn around.

“Y/N! Listen to yourself…”

“I am Derek. And unlike you I trust that I can take care of myself.” You spat back at him. A part of you knew he was just being a good boyfriend that was concerned about his girlfriend’s well being, but you were too angry at the moment to think logically.

“Don’t come by tonight.” You tried to say angrily. It only came out kind of sad.

Derek stopped in his tracks. Derek stopped by almost every night ever since he stayed over that first night. It was nice, for the both of you to have someone on those lonely nights. It had become a kind of routine for you both. Comfort when you both needed it.

You didn’t turn around to see his reaction. You pushed open the front door of the building, just in time to see the blue Jeep pull up. You quickly wiped the tears from your eyes and faked a smile.

“How was the party?” You asked as you quickly jumped in.

Stiles sighed in annoyance. “Don’t want to talk about it.” He said.

Bummer. Looks like we both had a rough night.

“Hey, let's stop by the movie rental place and grab a movie and some snacks?” You asked, placing a hand on his shoulder. Stiles looked down at you and his eyes softened. It had been a while since you two spent some time together. Well some time together that didn’t involve a supernatural being. He kind of missed it. Though he would never outright tell you.

“Only if I get to pick the movie.”

You laughed. “Okay fine. But I get to pick the snacks!”

“Deal!” He said loudly and started making his way to the movie store.

*****

After watching Stiles’ horrible not so scary movie and eating your weight in ice cream and chips, you two said your goodnights, and went to bed. You kept looking at your window, part of you expecting Derek to still show up tonight. You watched the time go by in silence, sleep never catching you once.

1 AM became 2. 2 became 3. You sighed in annoyance when the clock finally hit 3:30. You don’t know what you were expecting. You told him not to come. Why would he come? You were the one who wanted to prove you were capable of taking care of yourself anyways. You didn’t need him to hold you to sleep. You have been sleeping by yourself for years now.

You finally turned off your desk lamp and plopped your head onto your pillow. Sleep didn’t come easy that night. But you finally gave in eventually.

What you didn’t know was that there was a certain someone waiting in the woods that night. Derek sat himself against one of the large trees near your neighbors yard and waited until your night turned off before sulking off back to his loft. He wanted to apologize, but he was afraid of what you would do if he showed up when you specifically asked him not to. He knew how you were sometimes. You just needed some time to cool off.

You didn’t wake up to a good morning text that morning.

You laid in bed a little longer than usual. Stiles had to knock on your door to ask if you were ready before you pushed yourself off of your bed. Part of you just wanted to skip school and go straight to Derek’s loft and apologize. He was right to some degree. You weren’t going to give up and stay at his loft all day. But you did need to stop sneaking out at night and away from the pack.

School went by in a blur. Stiles and Scott could tell there was something off about you. You hadn’t said a word all day and wasn’t actually glued to your phone for once.

“Everything okay?” Scott asked. Scott was one of the ones who knew about you and Derek. It was really hard to hide the fact that you always smelled like him. He had his suspicions, and confirmed his suspicions when he walked in on you kissing Derek the night you two rescued him from Kate.

“It’s nothing. Derek and I had a fight last night.” Stiles ran off to the library to do some research on something. It was just you and Isaac so it was a safe place for you and Scott to talk about Derek.

“Just so you know, Derek wasn’t all too happy this morning either Y/N.”

You just sank into your chair further. You shouldn’t have said what you said last night.

“Scott, I found it!” Stiles screamed, jumping onto the back of you and Scott. Clearly not sensing the mood around him. “Oh and Y/N, can you hitch a ride with Lydia after school today? I have to stay late today for detention.”

“Ugh Stiles. What did you do this time?”

“I had to borrow some books from a certain teacher’s collection. It happened to be locked in his desk and someone happened to catch me. But I found the info we need!”

Great. You thought to yourself. You knew Lydia didn’t drive today and that she had a date with Jackson after school.

“I can take you.” Isaac offered. You smiled. You loved Isaac. He was the closest thing to Derek you had right now.

After school Isaac and Scott walked with you to the parking lot. You were too distracted all day to realize Isaac didn’t have a car. Before you could say anything, you saw a very familiar black Camero sitting in the back of the parking lot. You looked up and glared at Isaac, fully aware of his scheme now.

“I can’t stand it when you and Derek fight. I have to deal with his moody self at home, and then your moody self at school. It’s too much brooding for me.”

You tried to turn around in the other direction, but Isaac quickly grabbed your shoulder before you could turn.

“Common. He’s just giving us a lift home.” He said pushing you forward. Scott opened the door for you and you stepped in, avoiding eye contact with Derek. You could feel his eyes on you though.

“Hey Isaac don’t we have that history project we need to work on?” Scott said suddenly.

“Oh I forgot about that! You go along first Y/N. Stiles can take me home when he's done with detention.” He said quickly, closing the door behind you. You huffed in annoyance and crossed your arms around your chest, frowning through the window. You tried your best to glare at the two boys walking away from the car, but to no avail.

“Y/N.” Derek said sadly.

You didn’t look at him, you crossed your arms tighter and turned away. You were still angry at the boys for tricking you.

“Y/N, i'm sorry. I-I shouldn’t have suggested that you couldn’t take care of yourself. Hell the one of the reasons I fell in love with you was because of the way you were able to handle yourself with those hunters that night. I know you’re strong enough to protect yourself. But I just.. Don’t want anything to happen to you because of me.” He said sadly.

You slowly looked in his direction. His hands were slumped to his side, and he held his head down. You noticed some dark bags under his eyes. You didn’t even know werewolves could get bags under their eyes. He looked like he hadn’t slept a wink last night. You were starting to feel guilty.

“I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.” He said in a whisper.

Derek couldn’t look up at you. He felt so guilty. Everything he said last night was just his strange way of wanting to keep you safe. He didn’t sleep at all. He kept trying to think of ways to apologize to you. Thank god Isaac texted him when he did. He wasted no time getting here.

“Der.” You said, quietly.

Derek looked up at you with his big puppy dog eyes. You smiled at him and placed your hand on his thigh. He took your hand in his.

“I’m not going anywhere.” You said giving his hand a light squeeze. “You need to trust me though. I'm not just some stupid high schooler who goes looking for trouble.”

Derek raised his eyebrows at that one.

“Okay I am. But you also have to trust that I know what I’m doing and that I have a circle that is capable of keeping me safe. Let’s also not forget that my dad is the sheriff of the town and he made me take at least 50 self defense classes when I was little.” You said with a smirk.

“Okay fine. But only because I know Isaac, Erica, and Boyd are always with you. When I’m not around.”

“What about Stiles and Scott?”

Derek laughed. You chuckled too after realizing what you said. You leaned back into your chair and relaxed, never letting go of his hand.

“Let’s say we go home yeah? Well, your home. My dad might shoot you on sight if you show up at our place during the day.”

Derek laughed and quickly drove you two back to his place.

Later that night, Isaac walked in on you two cuddling and laughing on Derek’s couch. You gave him a thankful smile when he walked past you two.

He walked away smiling as well. It was always good to see papa and mama wolf in a good mood.

#Derek Hale x reader #Derek hale x y/n #teen wolf #derek hale #stiles stilinski #Teen Wolf x Reader #Derek Hale x You #Derek x Reader #Derek Hale Imagine #Derek Hale One Shot #Teen Wolf Fanfiction #stilinski!twin #iwritethings

[velvetcloxds]

Oh Monique I have another one for ⏰WE WON'T BE SLEEPING- (IM SORRY YOU KNOW IM ONLY GONNA BE REQUESTING FOR DER😭) but I’m in such a soft mood for this not sleeping but in bed maybe on vacation (it’s ok if not) with Der and it’s all cold outside and it’s just all intimate cuddling under the covers shdjfh🥺

RISK | D.H.

word count: 1k (didn't I say baby blurbs? smh)

warning: age gap, part of our little dilfy derek world, they're like unclothed after previous activities, definitely a little more suggestive than you wanted sdgh

The room of the quint motel room was quiet, the only sounds filling the air were the combined breathing of you and Derek as you stared at the paint cracks in the ceiling. His finger was brushing up and down your arm from where his hand crawled up from beneath you, your hand drawing the faintest shapes on his bare chest as you tried to swallow a smile, the content that filled your body making your nerves vibrate with happiness.

It was Eli's idea to send the two of you away for a little romantic getaway once summer break rolled around, he was left in the loving and teenager-friendly hands of Melissa while the two of you booked into a motel upstate, closer to the forest, just like you preferred it. Your relationship had been developing far quicker than either of you expected and though you were happy with the little instant family you'd found, it was definitely good to have some alone time again, even just for a little while.

"Do you think Melissa is doing okay?" you pondered out loud, having spent a few too many minutes worrying about Eli being too much for her to handle, she might have survived a Scott, but surviving an Eli was a different story. "Like do you think we should call to check in?"

"I think she's fine," he breathed, the smile on his lips was a familiar one, one he couldn't control as easily as the others, it was because this family thing came so easily to you that it made his heart soar every time. "We can call him tomorrow if you want," he knew you would want to, knew that as new as being in Eli's life was to you, it was a role you filled perfectly.

"Sorry," you were shy in responding to that, shifting to lean onto his chest more, taking the sheet with you to create a layer between your bodies, cheeks warming and making you feel slightly silly as he raised a brow at you. "I just feel a little bad stealing his dad from him for so long," he cupped your cheek, always eager to have a hand on you in some way, basking in the look of bliss that you couldn't hide even if you tried.

"I'm sure he doesn't mind," he noted, thumb brushing a fallen lash from your cheekbone, humming when you leaned into the touch, a little hint of pride circling his stomach that you reacted to him so naturally. "As I know him, I don't think sending us away was just for our benefit alone," fair enough, you thought, he was a teenager after all. "Now why don't we stop worrying about things back home and enjoy our time together instead," his suggestion was paired with a soft smirk, far too little of a gesture to make your spine tingle as it did. "You tired yet?" you shook your head, but he could tell it wasn't completely true, your heartbeat gave you away.

"Maybe a little," your admission was followed by a small yawn, his eyes softening as you brought a hand up to cover it, never failing to look absolutely adorable doing the most mundane little things. "I don't want to go to sleep yet."

"That's risky," he teased, squeezing your waist gently, forcing you closer, practically moving you right on top of you as you rested your elbows on his chest to prop you up. "If you don't get enough sleep we risk having a grumpy girl in the morning."

"I think we should risk it," you replied quickly, stealing a quick kiss and smiling instantly when he smiled against your lips, not surprised when he stole a few more in return, pleased when you groaned lightly at him pulling away, head pushing back into the pillow to see you.

"You take many risks then, sweetheart?" he had a feeling that he knew what the answer would be, but he was eager to hear you say it even if he knew. You shook your head, raising a hand to his head, dragging your finger through his hair slowly, and thoughtfully, humming to yourself as you took him in.

"None," you admitted and you wanted to kiss him again he looked so sweet, so concentrated, taking in every word or lack thereof as he waited ever patiently for you to finish. "My biggest risk was saying yes when you asked me out," you explained with a smile, just the thought of everything the two of you'd faced since then was enough to make your heart skip around in your chest. "Dating an older guy with a kid and a reputation?" you shook your head in faux seriousness. "Risky business."

"You think it paid off?" his arms circling your body were answer enough, the sheet slipping away in the process leaving you chest to chest and earning yet another flash of heat in your cheeks.

"I'm not sure yet," you bit your lip to hide the smirk that begged to tilt into your face, managing the perfect look of innocence as you locked eyes with him.

"Oh?" he caught onto what you were doing right away, a smirk of his own on his lips as he flipped the two of you over, almost breaking when your giggles filled the room, hands grasping his shoulders as your eyes softened even more, if possible. "Guess I need to show you what I'm good for?"

"Again?"

"Well, trouble, you said you didn't want to sleep," your giggles grew louder as his lips brushed over your jawline, lowering in their well-known torturingly slow pace down your neck and taking a little detour across your shoulder blade, a sensation that tickled through your entire body. When he looks up with a devilish grin hidden behind the kindest and most loving eyes, you knew, though you'd never doubted it before, that the risk most definitely paid off.

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[hawkeyetrained]

Favorite Niece

Derek Hale x Fem!Argent!reader

Other Characters: Kate Argent, Allison Argent (mentioned), McCall Pack (mentioned)

Warnings: cannon level violence, but nothing too bad, Derek tied up, slight S1E11 spoilers

Summary: She is the older sister of Allison Argent and, unlike her sister, knows all about the supernatural world. What happens when her aunt visits and happens to capture her boyfriend?

Word count: 1,650

My family was well known in the hunter community. Each member was trained either as a hunter, or a leader. My mother was the leader in our family, until time came for me or my little sister to take her place. Allison and I had just moved to Beacon Hills with our parents. She was a sophomore while I was a few months away from finishing my senior year. My little sister still didn’t know too much about the supernatural world we lived in, but me, my aunt Kate had been teaching and mentoring me for years.

She saw the world in a much different light than I did though. She believed that anything supernatural should be killed, while I, on the other hand, thought that those living in peace and protecting their own people and spaces shouldn’t be put down.

When we first moved here, I met Derek Hale while out in the woods, practicing my knife throwing. He had stopped running when he heard my frustrated yells and curses, coming over to investigate and make sure no one was hurt. We were instantly drawn together, neither of us wanting to stay away from each other for more than a few hours. The fact that I came from a family of hunters was one of the first topics that came up when we first got together. When I assured him that I saw the world in a vastly different way than my family, he and I became inseparable.

Everyone in the hunting world knew the Hale’s, and their story. I didn’t want to believe that someone could be horrible enough to trap a family in their house and let them burn. But when Derek opened up and told me about the night of the fire, about the pain he went through after losing his entire family, I swore off hunting completely.

Now, we had been together for nearly half a year, and when my aunt Kate came into town to visit, Derek and I had to keep things even quieter than usual. Scott and Stiles both knew Derek and I were together, but we had them keep things to themselves when my baby sister began hanging around with the three of us and Derek.

“Hi there my beautiful niece.” Kate smiled widely as she came into my room. I set my notebook down and turned around in my chair, making sure my phone was face down so she couldn’t see my messages.

“Hey Aunt Kate.” I smiled back at her, hoping she couldn’t feel my anxiety rolling off my body in heavy waves. I hadn’t been able to get a hold of Derek for hours, and with the small group of hunters in town, I was overly nervous.

“You at a good place for a break?” She nodded back to my homework. “I wanna show you something.”

“Umm.” I closed my laptop after saving my English report. “Yeah, I can stop for the night.” I slipped my boots on and grabbed by burnt orange sweater as I followed her out the front door. “Mom, dad, Aunt Kate is kidnapping me for the night. Love you!” I yelled back into the house before getting in the car. “So, where are we going?”

“I have a surprise for you.” She had been teaching me more and more about the hunting world as I had been trying to keep her off my back with my relationship with Derek. “You’ve been making so much progress in your training with me. I can’t believe how quickly you picked up knife throwing, and I swear you’re a natural shooter, so I thought I would surprise you with a very easy first hunt.”

My blood ran cold, and it felt like my heart stopped beating. “What do you mean? You know how I feel about hunting.”

Kate rolled her eyes. “I know, but you’ll have to get over it eventually. What if something comes after your baby sister one day?” Threatening Allison like that made my entire body freeze. She knew how protective I was over my little sister, how I’d do anything to keep her safe and out of the hunting world if I could. My dad had just started teaching Allison the basics, so the thought of her being thrown into hunting like I was scared the hell out of me. “You need to know how to protect yourself and your sister.”

She opened her door and got out of the car. When did we stop? “Where are we?” I followed behind her, not being able to see much as we wondered through the darkness, only to stop in the basement of what I recognized to be the Hale house. “Aunt Kate?” My heart was pounding as I followed her farther into the basement, only to come to a room with Derek chained up to a metal frame, wires connecting the metal to the circuit box on the wall, my curious eyes widening in shock and fear.

“Surprise!” She gave me a wide grin and held her arms to her side, effectively making Derek jump awake and his eyes land on my face. “What better way to kick off your hunting life than to take out one of the most famous werewolves in Beacon Hills?”

My breathing was a bit heavier as I stared at Derek. His side was bandaged up, the wires of the circuit box disappearing under the black tape, and he looked like he hadn’t sept in days. I knew Kate had been torturing him, probably sending too much electricity through his body as her way of getting him to talk and not letting him heal properly. “You...you want me to kill Derek Hale?” I looked at my aunt like she was crazy.

“Yes!” She wrapped an arm around my shoulders and dragged me closer to the werewolf. Derek bared his teeth and growled at my aunt. “See, he’s just so feisty.” She didn’t know he was trying to protect me, not himself.

“Derek?” My voice was soft, my aunt taking it as disbelief, not my fear for his life. “I can’t do this. He never did anything to me.”

Kate rolled her eyes at me, dropping her arm and going over to the circuit switch. “Sure, you can. You just have to take the first few steps.” I hadn’t taken my eyes off of his, until I heard a small click, and Derek tensed up in pain, a loud roar tearing through his chest.

“No, no, Aunt Kate, stop! Stop!” I shrieked, running over to her table, and flipping the switch off. Derek relaxed back against the metal wall, a breath of relief falling from his lips. “Stop.”

“Oh, come on sweetheart, he’s a monster. Our family, we hunt them down to make sure they won’t ever hurt anyone.” My eyes were wide as I stared at Derek, his bare chest heaving as he took in all the air he could before my aunt would turn the machine back on.

“He hasn’t hurt anyone though.”

“But he will!” Her voice was getting louder and louder, almost yelling at me. “You need to understand that werewolves are dangerous and need to be put down.”

I was silent for what felt like hours, both Kate and Derek looking at me, waiting for my answer. “Ok.” I sighed. “You want me to kill him, fine. But I don’t want you breathing down my neck telling me I’m doing something wrong. Go wait in the car.” I had to convince her that I would go through with it. My fingers trailed over the black handgun sitting beside the machine on the table, slightly trembling. “Please, just let me do this my way.”

A proud smile covered her face as my eyes dropped to the ground. “Alright! I knew you were my favorite niece for a reason.” She clapped her hands together. “I’ll see you outside in twenty minutes.” Kate turned and walked out of the house. I didn’t move until I heard the car door shut behind her, then I moved quickly up to Derek’s side.

“Derek?” I placed my hands on his cheeks, turning his face to look at me. “Look at me, please.”

“Why? You wanna look into my eyes as you kill me? I knew it wasn’t real.” The pain in his words broke my heart.

My eyes filled with tears and I held onto his cheeks just a bit tighter. “Derek, I am nothing like my aunt. She is crazy and thinks anything supernatural should be killed. I can’t do that. I could never do that, especially not to you. I sent her out so I could get you free, so I could save you.” My hands smoothed down his sweaty hair. “Please, Derek, you gotta believe me. I could never hurt you.”

“You do this, and it’s not just Kate that will come after you. It’s all her hunter friends, your mom and dad, maybe even your sister someday. You’re ok with that?” His eyes locked on mine, listening to my heart for a change in pace.

“For you?” I smiled softly, resting my head against his. “Anything.” He leaned forward, pressing a searing kiss to my lips before I pulled away. “You see a key?”

He rolled his eyes. “Move.” I listened to his order, stepping back, and watching his movements carefully. Derek planted his feet, balled his hands into fists, and threw his arms forward, snapping the metal cuffs off his wrists and tearing the black bandage from his side. “Now let’s get out of here.”

“Just a second.” My feet carried me up in front of him, my hands resting around his neck as I pulled him down for another kiss. His arms came to wrap around me, pulling me closer to his chest for a moment before leaning back and taking my hand in his. “You scared the hell out of me.”

A car door slammed outside the old Hale house. “We need to go.”

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[twjournals]

can you keep a secret? | derek hale x reader

Summary: you're very stubborn, but Derek is willing to get you to listen. even if it takes all night long.

Warning: friends w/ benefits on the low, smut, some dom/sub play, fingering, lots of teasing

Word Count: 2k

You attempted to rub the sleep from your eyes while staring at the screen in front of you. You glanced at the time at the top of the screen and sighed. 12:32am. You had been working some assignments since your shower after you had got home.

With finals just around the corner, you was tried not to pay much attention to the time. You just wanted to get some last assignments out of the way so you had plenty of time to study.

You hummed along to the song playing through the speakers while typing away on the keyboard.

Just this last bit... andddd done.

After quickly saving your progress, you exited out of everything before closing the screen of your laptop. Tomorrow you would go back and proofread when you were well rested. You got up from the bed, glancing at the open window as you passed it to put your laptop back on the desk.

Where might he be? By now you figured Derek would be here, but in all honesty, you never really knew when to expected him. He usually knew where you were, but you couldn't say the same for him. Derek Hale was the guy everyone told you stand clear of. He had always been a little odd, but you had also been a little curious. Though moments like these made you realize some truth to what they were saying, it never mattered once he was around.

You checked your phone on the charge, but there was nothing. No messages. You thought about messaging, but quickly ruled against it. You didn't want to bug him. Besides, you weren't together. You were just seeing each other. Or maybe fuck buddies was a better term to describe your situation, but you struggled to come to terms of just using Derek for just his body. There was more to it than either of you wanted to admit.

Regardless of what you two were, you didn't want to be a pest.

You return your phone back on the nightstand before shutting the window. It didn't stop you from wondering if he was okay. If he didn't leave a message by morning, you would check on him.

Sleep now, worry later.

You fiddled with the lock for moment. You were at war with yourself on locking it just in case he did show up. You knew when he did show up, he would scowled you for leaving it unlocked.

You could hear him now.

Do you have any idea how many creeps are out there?

You smiled a bit. Probably quite a few, but there was only one who knew your window would always be unlocked. You were prepared to argue it.

You settled back in bed pulling the covers over yourself again. You bunched up a handful of the oversized t-shirt you were wearing and brought it over your nose to take in the scent. Maybe you had gone a bit too far wearing it or maybe he should have been more careful where he left his things. Either way, finders keepers. You laid underneath the blankets comfortably surrounded in his warm scent, letting sleep slowly claim you.

It was only a few hours later Derek was right outside your window. He knew he was late, but something had came up. He thought about just messaging, but something had told him to at least try. That something being his own need to see you. After some time apart, he had to admit he missed you.

He expected the window to be locked and for you to already be in bed. Given the time, he wouldn't be surprised. What might have seemed like a wasted trip to other was assurance to him. He pushed up on the window, stopping for a moment when the window moved underneath his hands. Maybe you were awake after all. Now he didn't know what to expect, but nonetheless he kept quiet to keep from waking your roommate.

Derek raised the window up enough to slide into your bedroom before he noticed you sound fast asleep underneath the covers. He couldn't get over how angelic you looked simply sleeping.

He stripped himself from his white t-shirt before he crawled into the bed beside you. His strong arms looped around your waist underneath the covers to pull you back against him. Your body just seemed to fit perfectly with his.

His nose nuzzled against your hair to bury his face further into your neck. You always smelled so good. It was one of his favorite things about you.

You hummed. "You're late."

He smiled almost instantly. "You didn't listen."

"What's new?" You rubbed your hand over his arm, rolling on your back to face him.

His smile widened when his eyes met yours before your shirt grabbed his attention. It wasn't just any shirt, no, it was his.

"This is new." The corner of his lips curled into a smirk. "Are you wearing my shirt?"

Your cheeks blushed a deep shade of red. You had completely forgot you had even put it on.

"This old thing?" You tried to play off your embarassment, snuggling up underneath the baggy shirt playfully. You might die inside if he hadn't been amused, but considering the smirk on his lips, he must have been enjoying the sight.

He rolled his eyes. As cute as you looked in it, there was just something about the way you looked in one of his shirt. How could such an innocent act turn him on so much?

"It looks better on you."

"I'm glad you like it." You rolled back over on the bed to turn your back to him again, quickly pressing your lips together to contain your giggles when you felt his bulge against your back. It amazed you how easily you could turn him on. "I'm not wearing any underwear. Thought you'd like to know."

"Yeah?" Derek raises an eyebrow at your words. There was nothing innocent about you. "I'll just have to see for myself."

You glanced over your shoulder at him innocently.

A gasp left your lips when you felt his fingers prying your thighs apart to slide his hand in-between. He quickly found out just how true your words were.

"You naughty girl. Is this your way of apologizing?" He teased, referring back to the window.

You sighed in pleasure when you felt two of his fingers gliding through your slick folds. His other hand rubbing over your inner thigh to ensure you kept your legs apart.

"Is it working?" Your voice was quiet.

He hummed, circling his fingers teasingly around your clit before sliding them back down through your folds until they're pushing against your entrance.

"I'll have to think on it."

With that he pushed his fingers inside of you, pushing them in and out of your already soaked hole. He always amazed how him how wet you got. He had hardly touched you and here you were already in a pool of your own arouse. Had you been thinking about him? Had you been thinking about this just as much as him?

His lips pressed warm kiss over your neck. His free hand pushing up and underneath the shirt you were wearing to rub over your breasts, fiddling with your nipples between his fingers.

You gasped in pleasure. As gentle as he was, his hands were callused just enough to make even the gentlest touches make you ache.

You could feel his juices sloshing as his fingers dripped in and out of your pussy swiftly, curling them inside of you while he cupped your mound. Curling them just enough to hit that spot. Derek knew your body so well.

A moan slipped from your lips before you could stop it.

Derek shushed you with a kiss though his thick fingers still worked you close to where you needed. "Don't wanna wake your roommate do you?"

You quickly shook your head. That was the last thing you wanted when you were so close already.

"You wanna cum, don't you greedy girl?"

God, did you. You nodded your head, feeling his fingers sliding in and out of your soppy cunt quicker. You pushed your lips together tight to keep from letting another moan slip. He knew exactly what he was doing. It was only a matter of time before you would come undone, until you would crumble. Only the thing was, Derek wouldn't let that happen. Not just yet. Not when you wanted, but when he thought you were good and ready.

"Derek.. no-" You whined when his fingers slid out of you. Your head rolled back against his shoulder in defeat as you tried to push down on his fingers again but he only pulled them again. "Please.."

His fingers closed in on your cheeks, squishing them together as he forced you to look at him. "I asked you a question, Y/n."

Your eyes fluttered up at him, managing to nod your head even through his grip. "I wanna cum, Derek. Please." You pleaded, trying to keep quiet despite how desperate you were.

His fingers stroked over your lips and grinning at your answer. For you, he would do anything.

His fingers rubbed lazily at your clit as he pushed down his sweatpants and boxers to free his erection. He rubbed the aching tip through your folds to coat his length with your juices before sliding right inside.

"You wanna cum? You can cum on my cock."

Derek watched you with a sigh in pleasure as your body arches into him. His hand gripping onto your ass when you pushed it further into his pelvis to take him in deeper. After giving you little to no time to adjust before he was thrusting his hips into yours.

The things this man did to you. How were you supposed to stop when he was this addicting? You couldn't. You were entirely at his mercy.

Using his free hand, he pushed his fingers into your mouth to keep you quiet. The only sounds filling the room being your muffled cries and the slap of his hips hit against yours eager to make you fall apart on his cock.

His eyes never parted from you as your tongue slide desperately over his warm fingers, sucking and moaning around them. As if his eyes couldn't get any darker, you felt like they were.

"I can't think of anything prettier." He mumbled against your ear. "Probably not even a thought in your head." He smirked when he realized how right he was.

Your smaller hands gripped onto his wrist, muffling your cries on his fingers. Not a single thought. You just wanted to make him proud. Derek worked at your clit with his other hand as your thighs shook around his hand.

Your eyes watered from the intensity of your orgasm. Any part left of you crumbling until you were nothing but a quivering mess leaking down him.

"That's it, baby. Fuck, you're making such a mess." His fingers smeared your juices when you came down from your high before bringing his fingers to his lips to suck his fingers clean of your juices. He slowly pulled his fingers from your mouth

He hummed around his fingers while he cleaned them, meeting your eyes when he noticed you watching

"So is all forgiven now?" You teased, unable to fight the giggle slipping from your lips.

"I'm not too sure about that." He answered.

Derek moved lowering himself between your legs and spreading them around his head as his teeth nibbled at your inner thighs. Your breath catching in your throat at the sight of him. Even if this wasn't the first time, you didn't think you could ever get used to this.

"I think I'm gonna need some convincing."

Your head rolled back against the pillow to fight a moan. You knew you were in for it. He was going to be the death of you.

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[hedwig394]

The First Meet

Derek Hale x Sarah McCall

"You lost your inhaler, Scott?" I scoff as I trudge along the woods with him and Stiles.

"Look, I'm sorry, okay? I should never have come here." He muttered.

"Damn right, you shouldn't have!" Sarah said and rounded on Stiles, "Investigating murder is your father's job, Stiles. Not yours."

"Relax Sarah, just because we didn't take you doesn't mean you have to be so sour about it," Stiles says casually. I shake my head in dismay.

"Just find the damn inhaler and let's get out of here," I mutter, crunching dry leaves beneath my feet and looking amongst them for Scott's inhaler.

"I don't know what's happening to me, CeeCee," Scott says softly, and I look at him. "What do you mean?"

"I mean that I can smell your perfume from 20 feet away from you, and I can hear you and Stiles from 100 feet away." He explains.

I pause in my tracks and look at him. "What?"

"I swear I'm not lying. I can smell the bubblegum wrap in Stiles's pocket right now." He says. Stiles scoops it out of his pocket and throws it away.

"It was gross." Scott says and Stiles replies, "It was definitely gross."

"Since when has this been happening?" I ask. "Just this morning." Scott says, "There's a new girl in our school right now, and she was talking to someone outside the classroom, and I could hear what they were saying while sitting inside the classroom." He explains.

"Are you hallucinating, Scotty?" I ask worriedly. Dad leaving us had taken a toll on all three of us, and I don't want to see Scott trapped again in that vicious cycle.

"I'm not hallucinating." He sighs. Stiles chimes in, "I know what that means."

"What does that mean?" I ask him.

"He's caught an infection," Stiles says, "A particularly bad one. Only once a month will it trouble him though." Scott doesn't seem to understand but I do. I try my best to not laugh.

Stiles howls and Scott hits him on the arm. "Shut up dude."

After walking for a while, Scott stops both of us and says, "Wait, this is where I had seen the body."

"Well, there isn't any body over here right now," I say.

"The killer must've moved it!" Stiles says. "Well, I hope they didn't take my inhaler. That was for 80 dollars." Scott sighs.

Before I can reply, we hear a voice. "What are you doing here?"

I spin around and come face to face with the handsome Derek Hale. I had been in school with him, but he only hung out with the popular and sporty kids. Since I was neither, I doubt whether he knows I existed or not.

"This is private property." He says, glaring at us. I pass him an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, we're just looking for an inhaler. My brother lost it here somewhere-"

"Here." He throws it at us, not letting me complete my sentence. I have the urge to grab the nearest stone and throw it at him, but I control myself. This is private property after all. Guess Derek didn't grow out of being a jerk, after all.

I don't thank him and look at Scott, who has caught the inhaler. "C'mon Scotty, Stiles, let's go."

"Thank you, for that," Scott says to Derek awkwardly and we start to walk away, I don't spare him a second glance.

"That was Derek Hale, right?" Stiles asks. I nod. "His family was burned alive in the Hale house fire. Stroke of luck that he survived." He says.

"I went to high school with him," I say, looking back but he's gone. "He was a jerk back then, nice to see that he hasn't grown out of that stage."

"Sarah on fire!" Stiles exclaims and laughs.

I tell them that I have the hospital to get to, and we bid each other goodbye. As I unlock the door to my car, I feel someone's presence behind me and I spin around and lose my balance.

Instead of plummeting facefirst to the ground, two strong arms stop me from falling and I find myself encased in Derek Hale's arms. He draws me to his chest and says, "Be careful, Sarah."

I push him and stand two steps away from him. "What are you doing here?" I don't take the liberty to be gentle. He needs to know that having a tragic past doesn't give him a free pass to treat other people like crap.

"You dropped something back there." He says casually and draws out my golden bracelet from his pocket. It wasn't made of gold, just plated by it. It had been Mom's gift to me. I cursed myself for losing it. "I came here to return it." He says, breaking my self-cursing chain of thoughts.

"Well, thank you for that," I say and extend my arm to take it from him. My hand brushes his slightly and he gently holds my wrist and ties the bracelet around it.

I pull my hand back, trying to forget the lingering effect his touch left on me. "Thank you." I clear my throat.

"No problem," He shrugs, "Be careful, Sarah." I look at my car and when I look back, he's gone. He has super speed or what?

I try not to think about him, but I can't help but think about how his fingers had felt on my wrist. And how would his lips feel if they were at the place of his fingers?

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Preferences

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Teen Wolf

Includes : Derek, Stiles, Scott, Isaac, Liam, Brett, Jordan, Theo, and Aiden.

Who he’s jealous of

Cuddling Scale

You hit on him

He is jealous

First Impression of You

He Takes Away Your Pain

Sharing a Bed For The First Time

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[andreafmn]

12 Days of Ficmas - Day 8

Prompt (by @12-days-of-ficmas): my family is coming for christmas but i didn’t want to tell you bc i thought they’d cancel and yeah they don’t know we live together

Word Count: 719

Story Description: (Y/N)'s family is flaky at best, and expecting them to visit for Christmas was not something they were looking forward to. Until they confirmed they would be visiting them. Only problem, (Y/N)'s boyfriend Derek doesn't know them and they don't know they're living together.

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Pairing: Derek Hale x NonBinary!Reader

A/N: i was gonna post yesterday on time but I was too tired and went to bed rather than finish the story so once again I'm off schedule (but at least I'm posting😬) I will try to get the other one out, but it's my birthday so I don't know when I'll have a chance.

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Just Family Things

One thing Derek Hale was adept at was not talking about his family. Which is why he never pushed the topic. Even entering a whole year with (Y/N). He was simply grateful they were by his side.

Though, there were times he felt like they were ashamed of him and that was the reason they had never introduced him to their family. Still, he didn’t feel it was his place to bring it up. They were happy enough together and he didn’t want to ruin it.

As the Christmas season started to make itself known, Derek noticed (Y/N) growing restless. They were hyper-fixated on cleaning their home, overstocking their food, and setting up their Christmas decorations perfectly. It was an obsessive behavior he had never seen before in them.

Even when hunting and fighting supernatural creatures, (Y/N) was always level headed, astute, and they never let their guard down. But as they ran from side to side, fixing things no one else would have thought were wrong, he couldn’t help but wonder what was going on behind their actions.

They were stress cleaning the bathroom with a toothbrush one morning, kneeling on the floor, sweat forming on their forehead.

“(Y/N), what are you doing?” Derek asked leaning against the doorframe. “You’ve been stressed out these past few weeks and I know it’s not because of the pack coming over on Christmas.”

“It’s nothing, babe. I just need to clean up. Make sure everything is perfect. “

“Why though?” he chuckled. “It’s not like they would honestly care.”

“Ugh!” (Y/N) yelled out. “Okay, look. My family is coming over for Christmas.”

“R-really?”

“Yeah. They were gonna come on the first week of December, but I knew they were gonna flake, so I didn’t tell you.” They finally confessed. It felt like a weight had lifted from their shoulders. And now that they had started, they continued. “And they did cancel, so I just let it be. But they called me and told me they were going to be here for Christmas week. Now I gotta make sure this place is rid of anything they can criticize because they honestly will judge even the tiniest speck of dust.”

Derek was shocked. It was the first time (Y/N) had spoken about their family freely. Normally, they would avoid the topic, focusing on anything but that.

“So, I’m finally gonna meet the family,” he grinned. “Never thought I’d see the day.”

“Honestly, neither did I. They don't even know we live together.”

“Did you, um… did you not want them to meet me?” he finally said, his true feeling sprouting out.

“Oh, god no,” (Y/N) was quick to respond. “I didn’t want you to meet them.”

“Why not?”

“Look, I love my family. I do,” they continued. “And though I know they mean well, they are a very – how do I put this – a quite rowdy bunch that can offend just about anyone. They can get on your nerves very quickly, and I didn’t want you to look at me differently because of them.”

With a smile on his face, he extended his arm and propped them onto their feet. He wrapped his arms around them, engulfing them tightly. He placed a kiss atop their head and chucked slightly.

“I could never judge you for who your family is. I’ve had my fair share of embarrassing family members,” he spoke against their hair. “If I had any say, you would have never met Peter. But our families don’t define us, babe. And I’ll do the best I can to help you through this week.”

“Why couldn’t they have come on thanksgiving?” (Y/N) whined against his chest, letting out a deep sigh. They were frustrated, tired, and nervous. Feelings that always arose when speaking to and about their family. “Maybe we should just say we have no space here. You think they’ll cancel again?”

“I promise I won’t let them bother you,” Derek told them before giving them a comforting kiss. “We’ll get through this Christmas together, babe. I’ll help you with your family, and you’ll help me get through a whole night with the pack here.”

“Thank you, Der. I love you.”

“I love you more.”

Maybe, just maybe that would be their best Christmas yet.

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[evsipepsi]

STEREK TOP 5

ok, it's difficult but I wanna try and tell you my top 5 sterek fic :) (I have 230 sterek bookmarks so... let's see

Fireman Derek's Crazy Pie [Cheeseburger Baby] (17698 words): firefighter AU in which Derek and stiles know each other but at the same time they don't!! very sweet

The Scientific Method (5947 words): Stiles is helping the pack with some experiments, enters Derek. Lol super cute Derek

Love Comes in Spurts (26238 words): AU in which Derek is a porn actor and Scott's brother, enters Stiles and his college experience while being Derek and Scott's roommate

I See Good Things in Your Future (4199 words): The "Fair of Mysticism" is in town, and Madam Sabina insists on giving Stiles and Derek a psychic reading. Together.

Kiss it Better, Kiss it Back Together (3427): Stiles is cursed by a witch to forget the person he loves the most so everyone thinks it's Lydia but it's not and the only way to get the memories back is through a kiss

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[teencopandthesourwolf]

Oh my God. 

Their faces are suddenly so close. Like, so very, very close. 

Stiles tries to tamper down his nerves (completely unsuccessfully, of fucking course) by taking a much-needed breath.

He then stammers out the words, "I've, uh, I've, I've never, um—"

Calm. The fuck. Down. 

"It's the same as it is with a girl, Stiles," Derek says, all matter-of-factly as if they're not just about to kiss.

Holy fucking shit!

"Just… hairier," the big guy adds.

Stiles wets his lips and nods and states, “Because you're a boy," oh, so intelligently. "I mean, y'know..."

Gulp!

"A m-man."

One of Derek's thick eyebrows slowly climbs his forehead, face looking as if the haughty display should be taken as some sort of admonishment and it is so fucking hot that Stiles's ridiculous dick jumps for joy inside of his khakis.

Traitor. 

"Actually, I'm neither," says the dude who would put any of the Greek Gods to shame and he flashes that rare, toothy, wicked-sexy smile.

Fuck! 

Then Derek shifts and growls, "I'm a werewolf," before licking the gasp right out of Stiles's mouth.

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for @greyhavenisback (and now i really must try and go back to sleep, zoiks!)

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[rawritzrobin]

PDA

Characters: Derek Hale, Stilinski!Twin, Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski

Pairings: Derek Hale x Stilinski!Twin Reader

Summary: You and Derek make your first appearance as a couple.

Series Masterlist

Warnings: None! Just fluffy fluff.

A/N: Thank you so much for getting Secrets Out to 1k notes!! I still can’t believe it!!! :’) Here is the sequel I have been working on for a bit. Enjoy!!!!

“Are you sure you’re ready to go back to school?” Stiles asked. You could hear the worry in his voice. He leaned against your bedroom doorway and watched you finish up your morning routine.

“Yes! I feel like I’ve been on bed rest for years. I’m ready to leave the ‘safest place for you’.” You quoted the word safety because it was the word your dad kept using to describe your house. You winced as you tugged on your sweater. Your wounds were mostly all healed, but you were still a bit sore.

“Okay. But if you feel like you need to take a half day, just let me know and you can take the car home. I’ll ride with Scott.” Stiles grabbed your backpack and books before you could reach for them. “But take it easy.”

You rolled your eyes. Typical Stiles and his overprotectiveness.

“Now hurry up. He’s been waiting.”

You tilted your head in confusion. “Is Scott taking us today?”

“No you nimrod. Your dog toy has been waiting downstairs in his car for 10 minutes now.” Stiles said, matter of fact. He took your stuff and headed down the stairs. You turned around to look out the window. To your surprise, you saw a familiar black car in your driveway. You smirked and headed down stairs as fast as you could.

Stiles was waiting by the door with your stuff. You could tell he was waiting to say something to you.

“Is this the part where you tell me to wear protection?” You asked, bending down to put on your shoes.

Stiles shivered in disgust. “Ew no. I was just going to say be careful okay?”

You looked up at him. He was watching you sadly. You knew these past couple of months had been hard on him. You could tell just by his facial expressions, that he felt like he was losing you to Derek.

You stepped forward and wrapped your arms around him in a tight hug. It took a second, but he hugged you back.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I wasn’t sure how you would react. You know, werewolf and all.”

You pulled away and looked up at him guilty. He scoffed.

“He already got the talk. Just wait till dad finds out.”

Your eyes widened at that thought. “Maybe in 30 years when dad can no longer shoot a gun.”

Stiles laughed and opened the door for you to reveal Derek leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets. His mood lightened when he saw you were up and standing.

“Hey.” He said, acting as if he wasn’t in your room late last night. That part you still kept from Stiles.

“Hey yourself.” You said as you took a few steps forward to give him a hug. You pulled away slightly to press a soft kiss onto his lips.

“Hey, hey. What did I say about the PDA? Not in front of me please.” Stiles said, turning away and reaching his arms out to hand Derek your books and backpack.

“Sorry,'' You said with a laugh. Derek took your stuff and thanked Stiles. He had one arm around your waist, just in case. Stiles watched you two as Derek pulled out of the driveway. You gave him a quick wave before you lost sight of him.

“I can’t believe you’re taking this so well.” Scotts voice came from the yard.

“And I can’t believe you never told me.” He said, turning to give Scott an annoyed look.

Scott shrugged. “Not my place. Ready?”

“Yeah. Let’s go.” Stiles said, closing the door behind him and making his way to the Jeep.

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“How are you feeling?” Derek asked. His expression was relatively calm. He was getting better at hiding his worry.

“I’m okay. Did you tell Stiles you were going to pick me up?” You asked, curious.

He nodded. “Well, we kinda got outed. So I didn’t see any harm in taking my girlfriend to school on her first day back.” He took your hand in his right hand, one hand still on the wheel.

You blushed. It was weird now that everyone knew. Well, mostly everyone. Your dad was certainly never going to find out in this lifetime.

“Are you sure you’re ready to go back this early? You can always spend another week resting in bed.”

You rolled your eyes. Stiles and Derek were very similar. They just didn’t know it. “I’m fine Der. I just need to get out of that house. Interact with someone other than my dad, brother and you.”

He looked at you with a raised eyebrow. “Not that I don’t want to hang out with you. It’s just, I miss everyone else. Danny, Allison, and dare I say it, I even miss some of Coach’s yelling.”

Derek chuckled and squeezed your hand. Before you knew it you were in the parking lot at school. You turned to open your door and was about to turn around to give Derek a goodbye kiss, but he was already outside, opening the door for you.

“What are you doing?” You asked, as he helped you out of the car. Derek merely smiled and pressed a kiss onto your head and pulled you closer to him.

“What? I’m walking my lovely girlfriend to school. Parking lots can be dangerous, you know.” He grabbed your stuff with one arm, and swung his other arm around your shoulder. You giggled and blushed as you watched all the eyes that were currently on you. Derek was well known among your classmates, especially the girls. But no one ever knew he was taken.

Until today.

You could see a few jealous looks come your way. Whispers surrounded you two. You internally groaned as you knew the pack would make a big deal out of this.

“I see you two have finally come out.” Lydia said and she stepped easily into motion with you two.

You blushed harder and buried your face in Derek’s shoulder. You didn’t realize how much this was going to affect your life. Not only at home, but at school too.

“See you inside.” She said with a smirk as she skipped through the front doors.

Derek stopped and handed you your stuff. “Text me if you aren’t feeling too good okay? I’ll be around. Don’t push yourself.” You nodded and looked up at him. He pressed a kiss to your head, but you tiptoed and pressed a very passionate, but still PG kiss onto his lips. He smiled brightly as you pulled away. You were aware there were many eyes on you two, but you didn’t care.

“Thanks Der. I’ll be okay.” He smiled, and stole one kiss before making his way back to his car. You walked up the stairs and turned around to wave, before making your way to your locker. You could hear the whispers around you as you were putting your books away.

“Talk of the town, huh Y/N.” Lydia said and she stepped next to you with Allison. You blushed and tried to hide inside your locker.

“Can we talk about anything else besides my little sister’s love life today?” Stiles said annoyingly trying to push his way past your friends to get to his locker.

Lydia merely rolled her eyes at him. Allison smiled at you, knowing how good it must have felt to finally be able to show the world that you were happy. You finished grabbing what you needed from your locker, and started to walk to class.

You felt a pair of arms around your shoulders as soon as you turned a corner.

“So does that mean he’s not your cousin?” Danny asked, confused.

You looked at Danny with wide eyes, then back at your brother. “Stiles!” You said, as Stiles turned around and spirited away.

A/N: Well, this was the last story I had planned for my “Firsts” series. Nothing currently cooking, so taking requests if you have any. (:

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[velvetcloxds]

Monique at this point idk what associates with dilf!derek cuz he basically is now with Eli so😆 would you be up for something like Der picking you up from a night out all drunk and he’s all sweet and patient with you?

TIPSY | D.H.

word count: 1k

warnings: reader being a lightweight, mentions alcohol consumption- I included your idea of reader meeting eli as well, fem!reader, age gap

Derek was surprised, to say the least when you told him you were going out for some drinks with Malia, for many reasons but the biggest was the fact that he knew without a doubt that you were a lightweight and in comparison to Malia who quite literally couldn't get drunk, he knew the night wouldn't be ending all that well for you. So, when Malia called saying you refused to let her drive you to her place because you insisted that Derek pick you up, he wasn't surprised and didn't waste much time driving over to the bar to get you.

He heard Malia lovingly reprimanding you before he even turned the corner to see you sat on the curb, twiddling your feet to the beat of the music streaming out from the bar, looking a lovely mess as you hummed along. He couldn't help a small grin at the sight of you, already expecting a rough ride home when you jumped up and stumbled, caught by a very frustrated yet not any less caring Malia who was just as happy as you were when he stopped in front of you.

"Bear," you cooed, excitement earning a little hiccup from you as you reached for him, his arms ready to catch you as you hugged him, hands snaking around his torso as you brushed your face up and down his shirt, unintentionally mimicking a cat, delighted by the fact that he came.

"Hi, honey," he purred right back, a warm hand resting on your lower back as he shook his head, knowing the use of the pet name would keep your dazed mind busy long enough for him to turn his attention to his cousin watching the whole scene play out. "You were supposed to watch her," he reminded her and looked down at you, eyes fighting to stay open as you brought a hand up to fiddle with the zipper of his jacket. "How much did she have to drink?"

"Not enough to have her this drunk," Malia argued and she was right, you'd have defended her if you were more yourself, you truly only had a few cocktails, maybe a few more than you should've but definitely not enough to have you pushing a little past tipsy. "She only had a few of those sweet drinks, she clearly just can't hold her liquor."

"Okay, thank you for calling me and for staying with her, I'll take her to my place," you were happy with that, looking up at him with big eyes and your chin on his shirt as he brushed some smudged mascara from the side of your eye. "You like the sound of that?" he teased and when your smile grew he simply had to kiss your nose, it's boyfriend taxes for having to witness such cuteness without warning.

"Is Eli home?" now, were you sober that question would not have made you excited, were you sober you'd have been completely terrified to officially meet Eli for the first time in this state. You'd heard all about him and him about you, greeted each other over voice notes, or waved at him over facetime before he headed to school, but never the big deal first meeting.

"He is," you gasped, and pulled away, wiping at your face, then softer than a second ago you brought a hand up to wipe at his as well, fixing his beard and nodding when you approved of your work.

"Now we look pretty," you explained and turned to Malia who had assumed you'd forgotten that she was there, to begin with. "Do you want to come to meet Eli too?"

"I think we've had enough Malia time tonight, don't you?" Derek was already searching for his keys in his pocket, a little nod telling Malia that he owes her for looking out for you, the girl giving you a quick side-hug and pretending to ignore you very loudly saying goodbye to her.

It was a mission getting you into the car, you insisted on walking yourself and failing horribly at the act, you'd never really mastered walking in heels sober let alone a little drunk but Derek humored you. However, when you were trying to buckle yourself in with shaky hands and pouted lips he decided to step in.

"You all settled in?" he asked, looking around to make sure you were comfortable, a stray jacket he'd left in the car already propped behind your head and legs folded rather uncomfortably under you.

"Almost," you breathed and he raised a brow at you, curious about what you needed, trying to think of something to use in case you were feeling sick but you simply pouted your lips more, lifting a red-painted finger to point at your lips. "A kiss," you demanded and he would be cruel to make you wait, he wanted to cave instantly, but of course, he didn't.

"You want a kiss?" his hand was still on your stomach from where he held you back to buckle you up and he was happy for that because it gave you an excuse to touch him, both hands gripping his as you nodded. "Alright, since you asked so nicely," and he didn't make you wait any longer, brushing a quick kiss onto your impatient lips.

"Okay, now you can take me home," he laughed lightly at that, squeezing your hand before closing the door and walking around to the other side of the car. You took hold of Derek's hand again as soon as the car started, twisting yourself so you could watch him, the smile not leaving your lips as he drove, not even when you started falling asleep.

Derek carried you into the house, trying to be quiet in the living room but it wasn't much use when he bumped a lamp with your legs, cursing under his breath when the light in the hallway turned on a few seconds later, a tired and confused Eli stumbling into the room.

"Dad?" he was barely awake, looking around for context clues until his eyes landed on you, fast asleep in his dad's arms, snoring lightly and Derek quickly reminded the boy to be quiet. "Is that Y/n?" he asked, much softer this time, with many more questions on the tip of his tongue after his dad nodded. "Is she okay?"

"She's fine, I'm going to get her into bed and then I'll explain," and that's what he did, cooing softly when you moved around after he tucked you in, mumbling incoherently but cuddling further into his pillow, entirely unphased by your surroundings now that you were surrounded entirely by his scent.

"You have a girl in your bed," Eli noted from behind the kitchen counter, a smirk on his face as he took a long sip from his glass, the now empty jug of orange juice standing next to his fisted hand.

"I've never done that before," Derek replied, looking back to make sure he closed the door before joining his son in the kitchen. "I didn't want it to happen like this, I know she didn't either. We had a plan and I was supposed to talk to you about it first."

"It's fine, dad," he sighed, and Derek was surprised to see the smile on his lips, the boy looking rather smug from where he stood. "It's not like it's just some girl, it's Y/n," he stated very lightly, and he'd never say it out loud, but it was annoyingly obvious how much happier his dad was since meeting you and it was even more obvious how much he cared for you. "Your Y/n," he added and Derek wasn't sure his heart could be filled with so much pride because of such a simple sentence but he was wrong, very wrong.

"You'll love her," Derek beamed, in thought really, trying to figure out how to make the next morning as perfect as possible, for you and for Eli. "She's so special, Eli, you'll love her."

"I'm sure I will," he agreed and they shared a light laugh, them having a heart-to-heart was a foreign concept in the Hale house, foreign but entirely welcome. "So should I bring up her being drunk at breakfast?"

"Not if you enjoy living," and Eli knew the man was not kidding.

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[hawkeyetrained]

Read to Me

Derek Hale x Fem!reader

Other Characters: Lydia (briefly), Stiles (briefly)

Warnings: none, this is finally a cute piece

Summary: When she gets home from work, all she wants is for Derek to read to her.

Word count: 844

After a long shift at the little bakery I worked at in town, I wanted nothing more than to change into comfy clothes and take a nap. Children had been running around as their mothers talked, screaming and knocking things over, people had snapped and shouted at me when I told them we had run out of the cookies that just had to have, and I dropped nearly every box I picked up through the day.

I slid the large door of Derek’s loft open and stepped in, shutting it behind me. “Welcome home.” Derek greeted sweetly from his spot on the couch, a book opened in his hands, but leaned against his chest has he greated me.

“Ugh.” I groaned, dropping my bag, and marched into the kitchen to toss my keys on the counter before heading into the bathroom where I knew I left my change of clothes. My bakery clothes were tossed into a corner of the room and were quickly replaced with leggings, a white tank, and my burnt orange cardigan before I rejoined Derek in the living room.

“Long day?” He questioned as I dropped onto the couch by his side, resting my head on his chest and curling my hands into the fluffy sleeves of my cardigan.

“Children screaming, people shouting at me. I’m exhausted.” I was far too tired to go into detail about my day like I usually did when I got home. Derek’s hand began rubbing my arm soothingly, watching as my eyes drooped closed and I enjoyed the warmth radiating off my werewolf boyfriend. I shifted a bit more, laying farther on his chest while also throwing one of my legs over his hips, hiding my face in his neck.

“Now that you’re home, what do you want to do?” He wondered, his hand still tracing over my back slowly.

“Read to me.” It came out more as a soft demand than I had wanted it to, but all I wanted was to do absolutely nothing with the man I loved most.

Derek chucked and picked the book up from its slouched position in his hand. His voice began reading, from what I assumed to be the spot he left off at when I pounced on him earlier. I was completely lost about the plot of the story, not understanding the characters background enough to keep up, but listening to Derek read, even if I was confused, was comforting. I slowly forgot about my horrible day, forgetting the screaming kids and the rude adults, just focusing on laying here in the loft as Derek read to me.

His hand would only briefly leave my back when he turned the page of the book before going back to gently running his fingers over the soft material. I was nearly asleep when the door slid open loudly and a very wound up Stiles walked in. “I swear he’s an idiot!”

The slam of the metal door was enough to make me jump, Derek’s arm tightening around my body to make sure I didn’t fall off the couch, and to reassure my tired mind that we were safe. “Stiles. Out.” Derek barked at the teen with a growl rumbling in his chest. I had cracked my eyes open to glace at Derek.

“But Scott, he’s…” The boy barely got out before Derek’s signature glare was plastered across his face. “I just…”

More footsteps sounded from the hall and I groaned loudly, tucking myself further into Derek’s side, not ready to face any of the pack’s problems at the moment. “Stiles!” The voice belonged to Lydia. “Can’t you tell they need some space?” I could practically hear the girl’s eyeroll. “Leave them alone, at least for the night.”

“But Lydia...” Stiles attempted to complain but was silently shut down, from what I guessed to be another glare from Derek and now Lydia. “Ok.” He sighed and his steps faded out into the main hall of the building.

Even though Stiles left, I had yet to hear the door close. “Enjoy your night off. I’ll do everything I can to keep the others away for the evening, but I can’t promise he won’t call the moment the sun rises.”

“I’m locking the doors and turning our phones off tonight.” I mumbled to Derek before speaking up for Lydia to hear. “Thanks, Lyds, I really owe you one.”

“You’ll just have to go shopping with me.” She teased. “Bye guys.”

I waved her off without ever looking up from my place on Derek’s chest, only once the door was shut, did I move to look up at my werewolf. “I swear, we need a lock on the damn door.”

Derek’s chest rumbled with a laugh as he pressed a soft kiss to my head. “It’s at the top of my list for tomorrow.”

“Good.” My head fell back down to his chest while Derek began reading from the place he left off at when we were so rudely interrupted, this time, sending me into a deep sleep that wasn’t interrupted until Stiles called, literally the moment the sun crossed the horizon.

@thetallassgirl

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[loonylupinblack3]

Pairing: Void/Stiles x reader

Warnings: surprisingly not many, unrequited love??, scary void??, mentions of murder/killing/death threats???

Summary: void corners you in the empty school and gives some insightful advice

Word count: 1.9k

“Void?” you breathed into the darkness.

Silence answered you, unsettling you more than you’d care to admit. You looked around the dim classroom, feeling your nerves dance in your stomach. The school was dark when the power was off. So dark that you could barely see to the other end of the room.

“Is anyone there?” you asked again, feeling panic claw at your throat as you waited for a response, every muscle in your body tensed.

Yet when you still didn’t get an answer, you started breathing a little easier. Maybe he wasn’t here. Maybe you could go home to your friends and forget about ever hearing that voicemail on your phone, threatening your family if you didn’t come to the school to meet up with him. To meet up with Void.

You let out another breath, letting your shoulders relax slightly as you turned towards the door. Void wasn’t here, and though that could mean you were here as a distraction, you couldn’t help but feel relieved that you didn’t have to see him. The Nogistune was truly terrifying, a supernatural creature you had no want to get to know.

“Going so soon?”

You froze, feeling like you’d just been dowsed in cold water. The hairs on your neck stood up as a wave of nausea hit you. Even still you didn’t turn around. You just stood there, rooted to the spot with your eyes squeezed shut, begging for this all to be a dream.

You heard Void’s soft footsteps as he walked up behind you, barely breathing. You waited with bated breath for him to say something, do something, but he just stood there behind you, enjoying the sight of your fear.

Suddenly you felt a finger trace your jaw and your eyes flew open to find Void standing right in front of you, a small smirk curled onto his face. You glanced behind you, but no one was there. When had he moved in front of you? Why hadn’t you heard him? You felt queasy as you thought of how silent Void had been, how he had purposely let you hear his footsteps, all to see you tremble before him. It was sick. He was sick.

You stared up at him, at the face that was once so familiar, now distorted and wrong, trying to find some shred of dignity inside of you. You didn’t want to seem afraid, but how could you hide your fear when he could smell it? When he feasted upon the very terror you were trying to hide from him?

Void stared right back at you, the smirk on his face slowly growing. He had bags under his eyes and he was very pale. You could only imagine Stiles was looking even worse, which made your stomach lurch.

“I’m glad you came,” Void finally spoke, the hairs on your arms rising just at the sound of his voice.

You swallowed thickly, trying to calm your heartbeat as he took a step forward, trailing his finger down to your throat, resting on your racing pulse. He smiled, his eyes flicking up to your face where he could no doubt see the terror written all over you, no matter your attempts to hide it away.

He grinned, the sight making your stomach drop. “Are you glad you came?”

Not really, you thought wryly, still able to keep your sarcastic demeanour even in serious situations. It was one of the reasons you and Stiles became friends so quickly; you were both too sarcastic for your own good. You knew in this moment though, where you were alone in an empty school with a Nogistune, that sarcasm would not help you.

So instead you just stayed silent, hoping Void would get to the point of why you were here. His hand was still on your pulse, which was unnerving you nearly as much as how close the Nogistune was to you, barely a breath away.

Void raised an eyebrow at your silence. “Not in a talking mood?”

Mutely, you shook your head. Void stared at you, cocking his head to the side as he raised his hand to lightly brush along your cheek. You did your best not to flinch, standing as rigid as a statue as you waited for him to be done with whatever he was doing. It was pathetic, you knew, but you didn’t have much of an option. You weren’t powerful like Scott or smart like Lydia. You couldn’t grow claws or punch with enough force to break walls. You were just an average human, one that Void could toy with however he wanted, because you certainly wouldn’t be able to do anything to stop him.

“Do you know why I asked you to come here?” Void asked, finally taking a step back.

Immediately you felt some weight on your lungs lift. You no longer felt like you were suffocating, because now you actually had space to breathe. Your eyes fluttered shut for a moment, but they were back open and alert as soon as he continued speaking.

“I asked you to come here because I have a theory.”

Curious, you couldn’t help but ask, “what theory?”

Void grinned, beckoning you closer with his hand. Reluctantly, you took a small step closer, but that didn’t seem to be enough for Void because he grabbed on your wrist and tugged you closer until you were flush against his chest.

Void looked down at you, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear as an unreadable expression took over his face. “Stiles Stilinski is in love with you.”

You stared at Void, momentarily caught off guard. Stiles, in love with you? You’d been helplessly in love with him for years, yet you’d always believed it was unrequited, what with Stiles’ infatuation with Lydia, but now here Void was, telling you he was in love with you, and he’d know better than anyone wouldn’t he, having possessed him and all.

Even so you couldn’t bring yourself to completely believe him. There was the doubt that had followed you around for years holding you back, the doubt that came in the form of Stiles staring longingly at Lydia, or the smile she’d put on his face that you’d never managed to do.

“How do you know?” you asked quietly, relieved that your voice didn’t waver like you’d feared it might.

Void looked at you pityingly. “Oh don’t worry, he loves Lydia more, if that’s what you were wondering.”

It felt like a kick to the stomach. You knew he preferred Lydia over you, knew he loved her more, but to actually here it be said, be confirmed, was worse than you could have ever imagined. It felt like all your dreams were being crushed, like your heart was being squeezed as hard as possible, like someone had taken a sledgehammer to your chest.

After everything you’d done for him. Every night spent doing his homework for him because he had gotton side tracked with helping Scott. Every time you picked him up after he fell, not Lydia. Every time you comforted when he was upset, letting him cry on your shoulder while Lydia was who knows where. It was you who had helped him all those times, you who had been there for him through everything, you who loved him endlessly, yet he’d choose Lydia over you in a heartbeat.

It wasn’t fair, and it angered you beyond measure. Instead of focusing on your grief, you focused on the rage, knowing it would help you in this situation more than sadness ever could. Anger was a weapon, something Derek had taught you early on, and you intended to use it as such.

“That’s not what I asked,” you eventually said. “I asked how you knew.”

Void raised his eyebrows, pleasantly surprised at your change of attitude. “Well, it ties in with my theory, you see. I split myself from Stiles, but in doing so I seemed to take a bit of him with me, as he took a bit of me with him. Now, I’m not sure what that part of me might have manifested into. It could be aggression, distrust, or anything, really, but I think I’ve figured out what his part manifested into.”

You couldn’t help but cross your arms, irritated at his monologue. You had just gotton your heart torn in two, yet he didn’t seem to care as he talked riddles at you. You’d asked him a simple question; you wanted a simple answer in return. “Which is?”

Void’s lips curved into a smirk as he stared at you. “I thought it would be obvious.” At your silence he continued. “It manifested into his love for you.”

You couldn’t help the “oh” that tumbled out of your mouth at his words. This whole confrontation was starting to make a bit more sense, now that you had all the information. This meant, though, that Void was in love with you. Void, a Nogistune that had killed countless people, was in love with you. What were you supposed to do with that?

“Why are you telling me this?” you finally managed to say.

He cupped your face in his hands, his eyes hungry as he stared you. “Because I want you to join me, Y/n. Stiles doesn’t deserve you, he never will. All these people you call friends will sacrifice you without a second thought if it meant saving someone else. You will always be a second choice if you stay there.”

You stared at him, a million thoughts racing through your mind at his request. Join Void? Could you really stand against your friends? Fight against them? The people who you’d known for years, who had always stuck by your side?

Not always, a vicious voice spoke in your mind. Void is right. You’re always a second choice to them. Always second best, when you deserve to be first. He had spoken all your doubts aloud, cementing them in truth. You’d always ignored them, but now that Void had acknowledged them you weren’t sure you could anymore.

Didn’t you want to be someone’s first choice? Didn’t you deserve it? After everything you’ve done for all of them, and they couldn’t even care enough to put you first. The familiar feeling of anger returned, and you remembered your goal to use it as a weapon. You hadn’t thought you’d use it against your friends, but then again, aren’t they the reason you were angry in the first place? Don’t they deserve to feel your anger, to know what pain you’d gone through?

You looked up at Void, searching his face for any hint of doubt, any hint that he didn’t actually want this. He only stared back at you hungrily, waiting for you to make your decision.

And you did.

You grabbed his neck and pulled him close, pressing your lips against him fiercely. He returned the kiss immediately, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you closer. You melted into the kiss, letting him explore your mouth and give you pleasure with every flick of his tongue. You held onto him tighter, relishing in the way he made you feel. No one had made you feel like this, made you feel as powerful as you did in this moment. You could tell that Void wanted you, the way he gave a sound of approval from his throat when you pulled him even closer.

He lifted you up on to a desk, moving between your legs and you dutifully wrapped them around him, your hands pressing against his chest. Void tilted your head to the side to get better access to your mouth, one of his hands going to your hair and entangling them in it.

You felt powerful, and you knew you’d get revenge on you so called ‘friends’, with Void right by your side.

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[hedwig394]

I'm Not Yours

Derek Hale x Sarah McCall

Timeline: In S2E4, when Derek is training his betas, one of them tries to kiss him.

Derek's POV -

Isaac barrels towards me with a vicious look on his face. I stare at him, unfazed. Like that can scare me. He leaps at me but I push him out of the way effortlessly. Sure, the momentum makes it difficult, but not difficult enough.

Erica jumps at me from above and I toss her to the ground. She's no better. In fact, she's worse. Isaac at least has the mind to know that he isn't the best, but Erica is full of overconfidence. It's going to get her in trouble someday.

Boyd looks at from above, and cringes as both the betas fall to the ground. I know their bones are broken, they must be. Guilt creeps up my spine, but I shove it down. If I'm to teach them how to protect themselves, then they must sustain a few injuries.

"Does anyone wanna try not being completely predictable?" I ask with a frown.

It is then that Erica jumps at me. But she doesn't try to attack. Instead, she wraps her legs around my waist and presses her lips to mine. Eyes widening in shock, I push her away immediately.

"Don't ever do that again," I say, fury churning through my body. My eyes flash red and I see fear in hers, but I don't care.

I don't want to be kissed by anyone who isn't Sarah.

"Why?" She asks, scared, "Because I'm a Beta?"

"No." I say, "Because I'm Not Yours." I make sure to wipe my lips, just in case her lipstick has left a mark.

Isaac groans from beside her, uninterested in what just happened. "Are we done? I got about a hundred bones that need a few hours to heal."

I bend down in front of him and break his finger, "A hundred and one."

Isaac looks at me in shock and pain, and I hiss at him. "You think I'm teaching you to fight? Huh? Look at me! I'm teaching you how to survive! So if you don't wanna die, I suggest you take this seriously."

I stalk away from them and rush to my loft after putting my jacket on. I had promised to meet Sarah there, and I don't wanna be late. I don't want to miss even a single minute I have with her. Her brother thinks that it's just him who has to do a lot just to see his girlfriend, but he's wrong.

I have to do twice as much just to catch a glimpse of Sarah.

She waits at me at the loft, her long hair flowing behind her because of the wind.

"Angel..." I say. It's one of the few nicknames I have for her, another main one being 'honey'. She turns around and looks at me. Joy fills her eyes and she rushes towards me, throwing her arms around me. She doesn't care that I smell like tar and dirt, doesn't care that the dirt is all over my clothes and face.

I wrap my arms around her, breathing in the scent of her sweet-smelling hair. I kiss her cheek and all the emotions I've bottled down almost spill out. No, I can't let that happen. I have to stay strong for her.

She steps back and looks at me with tearful eyes. I pull her towards me and kiss her deeply, savouring the flavour and taste of her soft lips. She opens her mouth and I slip my tongue inside, exploring her mouth. She tastes like the sweet fruit at the end of countless hardships.

Sarah tastes like mine. There's not a lot I can call mine, but Sarah is mine. And I'll be damned to let anyone hurt her or take her away from me.

And the moan she gives makes me wanna carry her inside and show her just that.

But I have to keep the lust in control since I'd rather talk to her and hold her in my arms in those few stolen moments we have together than have sex with her.

I draw my head to let her catch her breath. I can go on for longer, werewolf lungs and all. But she's human. My human.

I caress her cheek gently and press a kiss to her forehead. "I've missed you, my Angel."

"I've missed you too, Sourwolf." She sniffs.

"Come on," I say, "Let's go inside."

She slips her hand in mine and we walk inside the loft. Sarah beams at the simple arrangement of the place and looks at me. "I've missed coming here."

"I know, I'm sorry," I say ruefully. The loft has not been the same without her. After we got together officially, Sarah used to hang out at the loft frequently. At one point, she was living with me. Those were the best days of my life. Just being with her, inside her and spending time in her presence gave me more happiness than anything else.

But then Gerard Argent showed up along with his pack of Hunters. I turned Isaac and Erica, and Sarah's brother started to hate me. I don't care, Scott's a child. He'll understand the ways of the world after growing up.

But unknowingly, that caused a rift between me and Sarah. It was too unsafe for her to be with me, with hunters prowling around and an unknown beast to add to the list. I know how low Gerard can sink, he can threaten and hurt Sarah just to get to me.

I once had a thought of breaking up with her for her own safety, but she had said to me "I'll carve your heart out with a scalpel and keep it as a prized possession if you ever do that." And that had led to a passionate make-out session.

"Derek..." Sarah's voice makes me look at her. But she isn't looking at me, she's staring at my jacket. "Why do you smell like women's perfume?"

Aah, that is Erica's fault. "Oh, it's nothing. I was going to tell you." I begin casually, but she looks anything but casual. Sarah's glaring at me like she never has before, and I gulp. "Angel, believe me, it's not what you think."

"Then what is it?" She hisses viciously, and at that moment, I can't help but admire how strong and confident she looks.

Right, back to the point.

I explain everything to her, starting from training to the point where Erica kissed me, and at the end, Sarah looks like she could commit first-degree murder. "I pushed her away immediately," I say, desperation clawing at my insides. Will she believe me?

Sarah glares at me. Then, she looks at her feet with a sigh. "Do you like her, Derek?"

"No!" I exclaim, aghast. "Honey, she's my beta, and she's also underage. I don't like her. I don't like anyone but you."

She doesn't look at me. "It's fine, Derek. If you don't like me anymore. I get it. It's been a hard couple of months. And I understand if you wanna be with me. Maybe a werewolf will be better for you."

"Sarah," I ball my hand into a fist. "Look at me."

She doesn't budge, and I gently lift her chin up. Her warm, chocolate eyes meet my werewolf red. She looks a bit frightened, and I wrap my arm around her, pulling her hard against me.

"Look at me, Angel." I growl, "You're the only one I like, the only one I want. So don't even think for a second that I'll look at anyone else the way I look at you."

"I'm sorry," She says and my eyes go back to the usual green. "It's been so hard recently, so I thought that you'd give up and...." She looks at me worriedly, "Start looking for someone else."

"Sarah," I say calmly, "It's been very hard, yes. But I'm not giving up on you. On us. It's you for me, Angel."

Sarah gives me a shaky smile, and I continue, "And as for Erica, I pushed her away immediately and warned her to not do that again. You know why?"

She looks at me expectantly and I kiss her softly. "Because I'm not hers, Angel. I'm yours."

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[graceloveswolves]

First Impressions of You

Derek :

When Derek first meets you he is guarded. He studies you and every movement you make, trying to get a summary of your intentions and body language. However, taken aback from your pleasing scent and beauty, he finds himself relaxing and not so guarded as he’d usually be with a stranger. He feels a little bit of panic in the inside with how you naturally make him relaxed, not particularly liking how you weaken his guard. But Derek being Derek, he wouldn’t let it show and pretend like you are just any other regular person. But he still tries to catch glimpses of you while you aren’t looking. And would go out of his way to protect you from any danger that might cross your path.

Scott :

Unlike Derek, Scott shows immediate surprise with your presence and is obviously taken aback with your beauty. *gif* He’d probably awkwardly try to start conversation, like simple or warm greeting. Then once you are no longer within hearing distance he’d go to Stiles and second guess everything that just happened, hoping he didn’t sound as stupid as he felt or tried too hard and hoped he didn’t ruin his first impression by seeming desperate. Not wanting to make it seem like a bigger deal then it was.

Stiles :

Total panic. However, he has no shame in approaching you and stuttering over his words. He is very genuine and energetic and would probably try to throw in a few compliments then realize they were back handed compliments and try to play it off (very badly) and start to laugh nervously with you when you start laughing at his total brain lag. But once you respond with no signs of anger or resentment, he would be hooked onto getting your attention and would be tremendously slightly obsessed with you and try to ask around and find out as much information about you as he could.

Isaac :

He would not make any attempts to get get your attention the first time he sees you. He would like to have the element of surprise and get a feel for your personality and who you are first. Before he was bitten he was used to girls always turning him down and wasn’t ready for that embarrassment again. He would probably just secretly stare at you or use his werewolf hearing to spy on your conversations, maybe hoping his name would pop up, or worrying you already like someone else and would go home thinking about you 24/7. Probably would ask Derek, or Scott about you since he has trust in them and felt safe with them knowing his crush and wouldn’t judge him.

Liam: He would notice you and subconsciously try to impress you. Raising his hand more in class confident in his answers, and don’t get me started on lacrosse practice… he would be so cocky and competitive, slyly eyeing you when he scores, hoping you were watching him. However, when it came to talking to you all that confidence would fly right out the window. Especially when it was you that first made conversation. He would act like everything was cool, but obviously showing intimidation by your confidence.

Brett:

Brett would instantly be excited by your presence. He knew how to talk to girls and wasn’t shy at all when it came to approaching you. He would probably start giving you tiny compliments and mentioning common ground you guys have. He would probably play things off very smoothly and make sure to tune into your heartbeat to see what particularly makes your heart race and be very charming. He would probably end things with an open ending, predicting that you guys would cross paths again soon.

Jordan :

When Jordan first sees you he’d be very friendly. He wouldn’t force any interaction with you, but offers a smile and wave to you. He’d greet himself and make a mental note about how cute you are. He would probably go out of his way to offer any help you might need and be extra nice to you without coming off too strong. Would totally get you out of any trouble with the law.

Theo:

He would definitely know that you heard bad things about it him. But you were hot, and he instantly liked you. So he would be teasing and friendly, whether you showed interest in him or not. Would threaten any guy that liked you behind your back. He would have a soft spot for you and would make sure you were out of harms way from any supernatural creature in Beacon Hills. Total guard dog, and slightly possessive. However, knowing he has other things on his list, he would not try too hard to get you to be around him.

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So hey guys! It’s been like over a year since I posted. (Go ahead and yell at me I deserve it lmao) I had big changes through my life and am no longer close to who I was when I first started writing BUT none the less I’m baaaaackkkkk ;) and the one thing that hasn’t changed is my love for fictional characters. Right now im in a teen wolf mood so you might see more coming your way. Feel free to comment, I miss talking to you guys. Love you all to pieces.

- Grace

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Sterek Masterlist

Here I will list all of my stories that are Sterek specific. These do not include crossovers, but can include other pairings.

One Shots:

Mr. and Mr. Hale(Sterek)

Chinese for Dinner(Sterek)

Do Me a Favor(Sterek)

Lie to Me(Sterek)

Comforting(Sterek)

Doppelganger(Sterek)

Alternate Reality(Sterek)

Thoughts(Sterek)

Secret(Sterek/Steter)

In Trouble(Sterek)

Temporary Bliss(Sterek)

Believe me(Sterek)

E/A Con(Sterek)

Triskelion(Sterek)

Separated(Sterek)

The Fox and The Wolf(Sterek)

The Wolf and The Fox(Sterek)

Raven(Sterek)

Weakness(Sterek)

Significance(Sterek)

Pack Mom(Sterek)

The Wolf With Emerald Eyes(Sterek)

Paranoia(Sterek)

Unsigned(Sterek)

I never existed(Sterek)

Same Old Song and Dance(Sterek)

Hawaii five-0(Sterek)

Riddled(Sterek)

Halloween(Sterek)

I Wasn’t Ready(Sterek)

Nice Things(Sterek)

Trust me(Sterek/Steo)

Tell Me(Sterek)

His Shirt(Sterek)

Oh Calamity(Sterek)

As The Seconds Go By(Sterek)

Will you still be here tomorrow?(Sterek)

Feels Like Home(Sterek)

Promise(Sterek)

Cute Together(Sterek)

Full length fics:

The Spark Within(Sterek)

Lie Ability(Sterek)

All Hale the King(Sterek)

Suffer Well(Sterek)

To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before(Sterek)

Two of a Kind(Sterek)

A Poison I Drink Often(Sterek)

For the Love of Chaos(Sterek)

Flirt Responsibly(Sterek)

I Would Fake Forever With You(Sterek)

Same Old Song and Dance(Sterek)

Forget Me Not(Sterek)

Wake Up(Sterek)

Leave Me in Ruins(Sterek)

Like it or Not(Sterek)

Shatter my Reality(Sterek)

Podfics:

Temporary Bliss(Sterek)__10-20 mins

Chinese for Dinner(Sterek)__10-20 mins

In Trouble(Sterek)__0-10 mins

A Real Ass(Sterek)__20-30 mins

Secret(Sterek)(Steter)__10-20 mins

Weakness(Sterek)__10-20 mins

All Hale the King(Sterek)6-8 hours  Ch.0-10   Ch.11-20  Ch.21-30  Ch.31-40  Ch.41-53 

The Fox and the wolf(Sterek)__0-10 mins

Riddled(Sterek)__0-10 mins

Tell Me(Sterek)__10-20 mins

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