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My Future

Derek Hale x OC

Samantha, Stiles and Scott are always joking about the impossible. Who wouldn't when your best friend's dad is the sheriff of Beacon Hills? All jokes stop when they realize the impossible is indeed possible.

Chapter 69: Negotiations and Blame

Liam, Lori and Sam rush down the tunnel turning a corner only to come up to a fork in their path.

“Which way?”, Liam asks Lori. “There’s gotta be something. Did he leave anything for you to find, l-like a signal, or more rocks?”

“I don’t see anything… I don’t hear anything.”, Lori worries. Liam gives her a small reassuring smile. “We’ll find something. He’s gonna be okay.”

“How do you know?”, Lori asks him with glossy eyes.

Liam looks for an answer. “'Cause–‘cause he’s strong. He’s really strong. He’s knocked me down on the lacrosse field more than once. Now, when I see him coming, I do everything I can to get the hell out of the way.”

Sam smiled at him before closing her eyes to feel for bodies. Once she feels a heavy presence, she turns to the path that's closest.

“Brett actually started playing lacrosse for me.”, Lori tells Liam as they follow Sam. Liam looks at her with a confused expression. “For you?”

She nods, “I didn’t have any friends at my old school. Devenford Prep needed lacrosse players, and Brett practiced all summer. And he got a scholarship and told them that they had to take me if they wanted him.”

Liam places his hand on her arm. “Hey, we’re gonna find him.” He looks at Sam who looks back at him. "Found something.", she says and leads them down the path.

As they walk further, Liam's face scrunches. “Do you smell that? It’s… it’s sour.” Lori nods. “It smells like something’s rotting.”

“I think it’s poison.”, Liam says, making Lori smile. “That’s how we’ll find him.”

They take off further down the tunnel, crossing more and more paths. “They all look the same. Are you sure we’re going the right way?”, Lori asks Sam. "I'm feeling someone's body. They're alive, but…", Sam says.

“This is her power. We're gonna need it as much as we can.”, Liam reassures. Lori sniffles. “I hate this scent.”

Liam stops the girls, coming to a freeze. “Wait. I hear something. It sounds like…”

“…a heartbeat,” Lori and Sam says and they follow the sound as it gets louder and louder.

As they come up to a wide area of the tunnels, they see a body leaning up against the wall near some containers. “Brett!”, Lori exclaims, speeding up to the body.

Brett turns to her with a grimace of a smile. “You found the rocks.”

“Yeah, I found the rocks.”, she tells him as tears of relief prick at her eyes. The other two come up to the siblings and Brett looks up to them. "It's you guys…"

Sam nods at him and Liam kneels near them. “Hey, we’re going to get you out of here.”

Brett tries to give Liam a smile but the blood exiting his body makes him seem like he's wincing instead.

As Lori and Liam grab his arm to pull him up, Brett looks at him. “You’re a dumbass for doing this.”

Liam smirks. “Oh, is that your way of thanking me?”

Brett lets go of his hand and scoffs. “No, that’s my way of calling you a dumbass, but… thanks.”

Before Liam could respond, he pauses at the sound of Sam's growl. He turns to her to see her back facing him.

Her heart raced. She knows the sound of a rumbling engine. Someone was here.

Liam makes a noise and steps forward, his face softening “Sam?”

Sam looks to the side as she feels footsteps. “Get Brett out of here.”, she says.

“What? Why–”, Liam gets cut off as Sam lifts up a shadow barrier, blocking a canister from being thrown towards them, but the smoke from the can quickly fills the area. "Go!", Sam yells. Before they could move, all four werewolves covered their ears as the familiar sound of Argent’s emitters started going off.

“They’re coming.”, Lori bellows. Liam looks at Sam. “Go with them, I’ll hold them off.”

Sam looks at him with wide eyes. "Are you insane!?" Liam doesn't respond but shoves Sam toward Brett and Lori. “Just go!"

"Liam!", Sam yells but Lori grabs at her. "Let's go!", she yells before grabbing her brother's arm. Sam takes the other and drags him down the tunnel.

Making it easier for the girls, Sam helps Brett float with blobs of her shadow and moves the two faster to a ladder ahead.

Lori reassures her brother. “Hey, we’re almost out of here.”

Lori and Sam help Brett up the ladder to move the manhole cover. He peeks around before exiting the manhole and Lori follows upward. Sam turns as she hears footsteps, ready to fight but relaxes as she sees Liam.

"You're okay.", Sam says but Liam shakes his head. “It's a trap. No one's down here–”

The sound of car tires rumbling above the tunnels could be heard above, making their eyes widen as they look to see Lori finally escaping the manhole. “Shit…!”

Liam starts climbing up the ladder. “Lori, come back!”, Sam yells, following him.

“Lori, wait!!”, Liam climbs up faster but before he could reach the opening, a screeching sound stops them as they hear two thuds.

Liam's nose flares in anger as he climbs faster. "Liam, wait–!", Sam calls but the boy launches out of the manhole with a loud growl.

Liam roars, his pain and anger reverberating into the night air. Sam climbs up and peeks to see a crowd of people gathering.

She looks at him with wide eyes. “Liam, shift back now!", she exclaims. "No!", he roars. Sam feels her phone vibrate in her pocket and she takes it out to see a text from Lydia.

Lydia - Nolan attacked Corey in the library, stabbed him in the back of his hand! in front of people that SAW HIM HEAL RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEIR EYES

What the hell was happening….?

Before she could put her phone away, she felt someone grab her foot and jolted. She looked down to see Scott looking at her with wide eyes.

"Where's Liam?", Scott asks. Sam frowns and looks up. "They're all on the street.", she says and his eyes widened.

“We have to get out there!”, Malia asked.

Sam shook her head, much to the other two's surprise. “It was a setup, Scott. I can't tell if they're actual people or hunters but Liam's up there pissed...shifted…”, she said, trailing off.

“What else happened?”, Malia asked. Sam gives the two her phone, waiting as they read the text and their eyes get even bigger.

Scott's eyebrows furrowed. “Why would Nolan want to hurt Corey?”

“I don't think he was trying to hurt him. I think he was trying to expose him.", Sam said looking at him. "The hunter used the fog and the emitters to probably corner us or to get us to go up this ladder to be exposed too.”

“But why, what’s the purpose of it all?”, Scott asks. Sam frowns at him. "They're toying with us. They're making people afraid of us and giving reasons for us to be killed."

Scott's shoulders sag in realization.

However the next day, they decided to go back to the tunnels.

Sam looks at Scott. “Liam doing okay?”

Scott nods, giving a small smile. “He’s going to go to school.”

She tilts her head as if she didn't hear him. “Excuse me, what?”

The girls look at him to continue and he does. “Yeah, I told him he needed to be like Clark Kent and pretend like nothing happened.”

“I'm sorry, did you forget that he wolfed out in front of a shit load of people and roared at them? That's enough to let anyone know he wasn't human. Not only that, the shitshow with Corey just adds onto our problem pile. If they saw what happened to Corey, what makes you think news about Liam won't come out?”, Sam asks.

“They won’t do anything to him because no one has proof," Scott shrugs. "I mean, it was nighttime and who’s to say that anyone saw anything?”

He walks over to the tunnel with Malia following behind her. Sam gives Lydia a look who returns it with a knowing nod. The two ahead turn around to see the girls unmoving.

“I don't know about you, Scott, but I'm pretty sure you're not sure.”, Sam says. The reassured look on Scott's face drops. He sighs. “Look, he's taking Brett and Lori’s death really hard…”

“So are we.”, Lydia speaks up. Scott frowns. “We are because they were great kids who didn’t deserve that, but we didn’t know them like he knew them. We’re trying to save lives, which is why he needed to go to school and pretend like nothing happened, because if he doesn’t go, more people could die.”

Sam frowns. "No one's there to protect him or Corey. Mason can only do so much. If we're not there… I don't know…", she says, worriedly. Scott frowns sadly. "Sam…"

She looks at him, nearly trembling. "I let two people die when I could've helped. If Liam had died and I had done nothing, I don't know what I would do. It's like it won't stop. Almost everyone we know has either moved on or has been murdered and I'm sick of it, Scott.”

Scott walks up to her, bringing her into a hug. “We're gonna stop them, okay? Then we'll have our lives back. We always do.”

Always…

It never lasts. Ever. Everytime they look up, they have to find something and fight. It wasn't fair.

Sam lets out a sigh anyway. “Okay.”

Scott lets go and leads them down to the Argent bunker. Once they arrived, Chris turned to them, having to wait and asked for info on the night before.

Scott drops a lacrosse stick onto the table they stood around. “They were murdered. Killed by the new hunter in Beacon Hills.”

Sam looks at Chris. “I know you said you were done hunting or that you haven't done any hunting in a while, but the hunter that killed that Hellhound…I thought it was just a coincidence. But these methods from last night were too thought out."

Chris nods, looking shameful. “Gerard.", he says, making the teens' eyes widen. "Which means this is my fault. I’m the one who let him go.”

“You couldn’t have done anything.”, Lydia said. Malia shakes her head. “He could’ve killed him.”

The other four frowns at her. Malia shrugs. “Just saying…” Though, no one could blame her. It was a validated thing to do at this point. The man needed to be stopped.

“We are not executioners.”, Lydia scolded. Malia turns to her. "You are when it comes to war.”

“That’s why we’re gonna make peace.”, Scott says and Sam frowns at him. “Peace? With Gerard? Who made you help turn him into an alpha? Who threatened your mom? Are you sure we're talking about the same person?”

Scott leans on the table. “Sam, you know as well as I do, what's coming. It all leads back to–”

“War.”, Chris concludes. Sam frowns at the man. “Okay, so what stops a war from happening? A compromise?”

Chris nods. “A peace summit.”

Scott agrees. “Right. We meet face to face with Gerard, find out what he wants, and then we stop all this before it gets any worse.”

Scott muttered. “Last time Gerard was at a peace meeting was with Deucalion… he blinded him and then killed everybody else, including his own men.”

Chris turned toward the teens. “I’ll go. I mean, he’s not going to kill me.”

Sam frowns at him. "I recall his words being, "I'll kill my own son if I have to", or something along those lines. You have too much faith in him."

Chris gives her a small smile with a shrug. She had a point. “All we need is to find out what he wants, then we can bargain.”, Scott says. Chris frowns once more. “Even if he does agree, his terms might be difficult to meet.”

Scott shrugs, looking at them. “Well, that’s why it’s a negotiation. I don’t expect to get anything without giving something up."

Chris thinks for a moment before speaking up. “Then you’re gonna have to figure out just how much you’re willing to give, and how far you’re willing to go to stop a war.”

After Chris went to meet with Gerard, Liam informed Scott about his time in the guidance counselor’s office. He mentioned seeing scratches on Tamora Monroe’s neck and saw books about the supernatural on her filing cabinet.

When he asked how she got the scratches, she said from a branch in the woods when she was running. He pressed her with questions, only to come up with one conclusion. She had to be the new hunter.

Sam frowned when Scott had told her what happened. "What?", he asked. She shook her head. "I dunno. That name just sounds familiar. My mom talked about this girl she named "Tammy" because apparently she's been a regular lately."

Scott frowned at this new information. The only thing they could do was inform Chris of the information. As they walk up to the McCall house, they pause at the voices of Chris and Melissa discussing.

“As far as I can tell… genocide.”, they heard Chris say.

Scott and Sam look at each other with wide eyes. Melissa scoffs. “He just wants to kill them? All of them?”

Chris sighs. “If you’re looking for rationality, I think he left that behind a long time ago. In his eyes, Scott has killed half his family, turned his daughter into a monster, and turned me, his only son, against him.”

Sam nods at Scott, agreeing with Chris. “So, I’m supposed to just tell them to give up?”, Melissa asked.

“I’m not asking them to give up. I just want them to survive.”, Chris presses.

Melissa forces out, “I’ve never told those kids to run and hide, and I’m not going to start now.”

Chris counters back. “Melissa, Sam was barely able to control her powers last year and almost lost her life because she was overworking herself. I can't imagine what my father would want with her. And Scott, he was dead in your arms once before, and you had to bring him back yourself. What if this is the one fight they don’t come back from?”

Before Melissa could respond, the young adults walked in. “There doesn’t have to be a fight.”, Scott says.

Chris sighs and looks at them. “Do you two know something I don’t?”

Scott lifts up his phone and shows him Liam's text. “Someone. Tamora Monroe… she’s the new Hunter.”

After discussing with Chris, Sam went home to see her mother look at her worried. Sam's eyebrows furrowed. "What's wrong?", Sam asked.

Denise took a breath before standing. "You'd tell me if something was happening, wouldn't you?", she asked her daughter. Sam looked at her confused before realization filled her.

Something happened.

"What happened?", Sam asked, walking over to her mother. "Tammy came in today and had two other people with her. They were – they looked scared? I think? Like they were looking for something specific and then got upset when they couldn't find whatever they were looking for."

Sam frowned at the news. To see her mom in distress and to know that Monroe had gone into the shop…

It pissed Sam off. Sam settled her hands on her mother's shoulders. "Everything's gonna be okay."

Denise looked up at her daughter with glossy eyes. "How do I know that? How do I know you're not getting yourself into more trouble?"

Sam didn't know how to answer. She wasn't sure either. She didn't want to make any empty promises. Especially ones she couldn't keep.

She gives her mom a hug anyways. "We'll be okay."

A moment passed, and Denise had finally fallen asleep long enough for Sam to slip out of the house to go to Scott's house.

Once she walked in through the back, she saw Malia sitting on the couch, looking conflicted. "Where's Scott?"

Malia looks up. "He said he was going to meet with that Monroe girl.", she said. Sam frowned. "What the f -- alone???"

Malia nods, a sad look coming to her face. Sam softened, sighing. "He must've told you to stay back."

Malia nods again. "I just… I don't know how to tell him how I feel. About him, about all of this! It's… hard.", she says, dejectedly. Sam's eyebrows rose a bit as she walked closer to the werecoyote. "I think it'll get easier once all of this is over.", she says.

Malia looked at her. "How'd you do it? With Derek, I mean."

Sam's cheeks burned a bit as she stammers. "I – well, I can't say there was a lot of talking. I mean, we didn't really talk about it," She frowns as she remembers. "Now that I think about it, I'm starting to think I was doing a little too much talking…"

Malia frowned. "So we shouldn't talk about it?", she asked. Sam looked at her, shaking her head. "No, you two definitely need to talk it out. At least you'll have the chance to."

Malia let out a groan. "It's so complicated for no reason."

Sam nodded. "Welcome to life." She shakes her head. "Anyways, let's focus on the task at hand. I'm pretty sure even if he doesn't get hurt, we'll still have to get involved."

Malia looks up at Sam. “So we're not going to let him go alone?”

Sam frowns, "Hell no. Let's go get Lydia."

Malia, Lydia and Sam walked through the tunnels, quietly following the path towards the heartbeats they heard.

"She didn’t come alone.”, Malia muttered. Sam frowns, annoyed. “Of course she didn’t. This'd make this too easy."

Malia stops and looks at the girls. “There’s a guy armed with a taser gun around the corner.”

Sam lifted a darkened hand, but Lydia stopped her as they heard Scott's voice. “Trust me, he’s not the kind of person that you want to follow. He’s gonna lead you off a cliff.”

“Following me? No one here is following me, Scott. I’m merely an adviser.”, they heard Gerard. “This is because of you?”, Scott asks.

“That’s right. You’re negotiating with me, Scott.”, they hear Monroe taunt. Malia's small growl rumbles from her chest.

“Okay,” Scott sighs. “Tell me how to settle this. What do you want?”

“I want to see a werewolf beg for peace.”, Monroe tells him. Scott quickly agreed to her wishes. “Fine – okay, I’ll beg. I’ll–I’ll do whatever you want. Just tell me that we don’t have to kill each other. That we can find a way to make peace.”

Monroe lets out a chuckle. “That wasn’t quite what I was hoping for.”

“People are dying.”, Scott urges. Monroe counters him. “They’ve been dying. You only care now because it’s your people.”

Scott sweats. “You have to want something other than seeing us all dead. What if we leave Beacon Hills? All of us?”

“If you leave, we’ll follow you. We’ll hunt you down until every single one of you is gone.”, Monroe tells him. Scott frowns. “Some of us have actually been protecting you.”

“Don’t listen to him. He wants you to be afraid.", Gerard tells her but Scott argues back. “But you shouldn’t be afraid of us. We protect people. People like you.”

Monroe scoffs. “People like me? You don’t know anything about people like me.”

“So help me understand. Tell me what made you hate us so much.”, Scott pleads. Gerard found his begging entertaining. “I don’t think you want to press that button, Scott.”

Scott does so anyways. “Something happened to you, didn’t it? Something bad.”

A second passes before Monroe answers. “Bad doesn’t even come close. There was a faculty meeting that ran late one night. We were complaining about the new course rubric. I thought that was the worst thing I’d have to deal with that year. I was wrong. We all heard it, this sound coming out of the shadows. ‘Probably an animal’, they said, but not like anything I’d ever heard. When it moved, it moved faster than anything I’d ever seen. I saw teeth and claws, fangs… and then there was blood everywhere. I couldn’t believe I was still alive.”

The girls looked at each other with confused frowns on their faces. The beast hadn't been their fault to begin with. They were just as shocked to know about it.

“If one of us had been there…”, Scott sadly says, but Monroe cuts him off. “You were there, Scott. You, your friends, and the deputy. Don’t you remember?”

Scott doesn't say anything, so she continues. “Did you even think to check if anyone was still alive?”

Scott almost trembles. “I didn’t know–”

“You didn’t care.”, Monroe says. “How many people have to die so you could keep your secret? So your friends could carry on as if nothing ever happened? I was there. Lying under those bodies. Hiding and waiting for someone to finally find me.”

A moment of silence waves over before Monroe speaks up again. Malia and Sam's eyes widened at the clicking sound of a gun. “You shouldn’t have come alone, Scott.”

“He didn’t.”, Malia calls, and kicks the hunter with the taser gun in his chest, causing him to crash into the wall, watching as he falls down.

Sam's hair shines into a platinum white as she summons a large resin to stop the hunters from moving. Lydia stands behind her, arms ready to launch her screech if she had to.

Sam glares at Monroe as the hunters struggle to move. “I don't know why you think you're the only one to have gone through some terrifying shit. I don't know if Gerard told you, but we were teenagers when all of this started.”, Sam told her.

Scott looked at the girls. “We are not here to fight!”

Gerard smirks. “Well, then you came here to die.”

“We’re trying to protect you!”, Malia growls. Gerard looks at Scott. “You might want to control your Beta, Scott. She could get you all killed.”

Sam glares at Gerard, "You'd love that. There's something out there that's bigger and worse than you, Gerard."

“Something worse than supernatural cannibals?”, Monroe tells. The teens look at her and her face turns into satisfaction. “Yeah, I know everything now. Wendigos, Oni, were-coyotes… people being murdered as human sacrifices?”

“We weren’t even doing the sacrifices. If anything, we tried to stop them–” Monroe cuts Sam off. “And how many people lost their lives while you were trying?”

Scott frowns sadly. “Too many.”

“It was twelve!”, Monroe shouts. “There are people here who have lost their sons and brothers. And all that came out of an official report was an animal attack.”

“We lost people in those sacrifices too! But guess what, we still stopped it!”, Sam yelled, and walked up to her, only pausing when Scott grabbed her. “Us! We stopped it! Teenagers doing things the adults could've been doing! These past few years have been a shock as to why we even graduated, because we were too busy doing what you couldn't do.”

Monroe falls into silence, so Sam continues. “I never asked to get bit. I never asked for extra powers. I never asked to get beaten by his daughter," Sam points at Gerard. "Way before I got bit. He caused that. We never asked to be used as playthings to bring chaos into this city. We didn't cause this shit."

Monroe's face falters a bit. “We lost people. Kids our age.”, Sam says and looks at Gerard again. "He didn't tell you he'd almost killed his granddaughter just to get her out of the way."

Gerard remains stoic. "But who got her killed?" Scott looks down shamefully. Sam faces Gerard. "She died a hero. She died doing what your family loved doing. If she hadn't been trained to be a hunter, maybe she'd still be here.", she says, making Scott look at her with wide eyes.

Gerard raises an eyebrow. "And what of the Sheriff’s son? That poor innocent boy–”

"The poor, innocent, human boy who you almost beat to death because you couldn't get your way like a child?”, Sam asked, making Monroe's eyes widen. "Yeah, he's not here. He's living his life like he deserves."

Sam walked up to Monroe. "Actually, you should be thanking him if he were here, because without him, you'd probably be dead. He actually helped us take out every single thing that threatened this city including what happened 4 months ago."

Monroe frowned. "What happened four months ago?"

Lydia speaks up. “A Nazi Alpha werewolf from the 1940′s was chemically kept alive by these Dread Doctors who were responsible for bringing the Beast here. Things happened and he escaped the chemical coma, brought these memory erasing cowboys, who snatch people out of a city until the entire city is forgotten, only to be his supernatural army. They almost succeeded in making Beacon Hills a Ghost Town and you’re looking at the people, minus three, who stopped that from happening. However, unless you read up on the Wild Hunt in your supernatural research, you wouldn’t believe me.”

The hunters behind Monroe trembled, and their faces gradually turned fearful as they tried to look around the tunnels.

“What's…”, Malia muttered to Scott, but he tried to plead with Monroe once more. “We’ve all been through horrible situations we shouldn’t have. We’ve all lost somebody and you wanna get revenge. I get that, but just listen to me. Something escaped the Wild Hunt–”

Lydia's scream shocks Sam, distracting her from the hold. “Scott – Scott, it’s here! It’s here right now.”, Lydia yells.

“What?”, Scott asked. Sam looked at her in confusion. "What's here!?"

They turned around to see a bloody, skinless figure standing behind one of the hunters near Monroe who gained her feeling back and aimed her gun at the figure. “Get down!”

Scott pulled at the girls down a different path of the darkened tunnel crouching behind a wall. “Hey, stop! Stop shooting!”, they hear Monroe yell. Scott mutters to the girls. “I think that thing’s making them panic!”

"What the hell even is it?", Sam asked.

Malia gets up, growling. "Malia!", the other three yell as she rushes at the figure, and when she slashes her claw at it, it didn't damage anything. It was as if her hand caused it to disperse into the air.

She looked at her friends in confusion. “What are we supposed to do now?” Before anyone could answer, they looked up to see a lit flare dropping into the tunnel.

Scott grows his stance into defense. “What is that?”

“Backup.”, Lydia grins as Parrish jumps from the open grate and lands near them, his eyes glowing bright orange as he roars deeply at the skinless figure.

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The Mated Alpha’s | Alpha Derek Hale x Black curvy Fem!Alpha Mccall!Reader

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I just got into town from staying with friends in New Orleans. Derek had called me a few weeks ago telling me that he and other wolves are needing help with a pack of alphas I immediately knew who they were going against Deucalion had tried to convince me to join his pack of alphas I said no obviously because I wasn’t dumb. I had dropped the children at Mom's and was about to pull up to my husband's living I stepped out of my car and looked at the building. I suddenly felt pain in my midsection I immediately knew my husband was horribly hurt I rushed quietly into the building as I made it in I could smell his blood it made me furious I parkour up some flights of stairs and ran to the door I slide the door open quickly to see Derek with a pole through his midsection I furious growl at them I walked over to Deucalion’s Bitch and she stepped away from Derek and growl at me try to get me to attack first I got close enough to Derek as I slowly pulled it out of him I help over to the corner of the wall so he wasn’t in the way of the fight was about to happen

I quickly got up and kicked her in the stomach as I heard her run towards me my kick send her flying across the room she landed with a loud groan.

I turned to “ The Blind man” also known as Deucalion I walked to him I was in front of him

Me: Deucalion didn’t I tell you to stay away from my family and to stop with this foolish pack of alphas

Deucalion: I was never gonna listen to what you told me about my pack as you can see it’s going well about this family, I don’t think you have any family here that is why I am here for that alpha over there, and another in town.

Me: oh my you’re such an imbecile they must fucked up your wolf senses because like my scent is everywhere in this place like take a great sniff of the place dumb ass

He took a deep sniff and finally got hit with the scent of the place tensing up I laughed and lend to him to leave with the little alpha bitch I lean back and dodged and weak attempt of an attack from Kali as Derek call out to me to watch out I grab her arm and smashed her head into the wall beside me she groaned and try to hit me I dodge again knocked her down with a backhand slap she finally stopped me and left with Deucalion

When I knew they were gone I went to Derek to see if he was alright he smiled and nodded he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into his embrace I sighed and cuddle into his chest I told him that the children are with my mother and that we have time only for a couple of hours he smiles and pick me up over his shoulder and walked to our room I guess he got a bit hot and bothered when I was being mommy alpha as he likes to call it at times

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sourcherryandsprinkles · 1 year

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✨💫 NAVIGATION 💫✨

About me:

My name is Christina, I'm 20+, and I love Halloween, makeup of all genre, horror movies, 2000s rom-coms, writing, cats...and Taylor Swift more than anything. I'm a creative person at heart and share personality type with Kat Strattford and Wednesday Addams. I've been writing since I read the Twilight books and currently write for Scream, Wednesday, TSITP, Marvel, and more

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☆ My 2024 prompt list is here and you can send requests here at any time

Who I write for:

MCU characters (Peter Parker + Loki Laufeyson) | Masterpost

Teen Wolf (Stiles Stilinski + Derek Hale) | Masterpost

Outer Banks (JJ Maybank + Rafe Cameron) | Masterpost special fandom prompt list

Jess Mariano (Gilmore Girls) | Masterlist

Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon (Daemon Targaryen + Aemond Targaryen + Aegon II Targaryen + Jacaerys Velrayon (NEW) + Jon Snow) | Masterpost special fandom prompt list NEW

Wednesday (Xavier Thorpe + Ajax Petropolus + Wednesday Addams) | Masterlist

Marcus Baker (Ginny & Georgia) | Masterpost

Scream (Ethan Landry + Chad Meeks Martin + Mindy Meeks Martin + Tara Carpenter + Billy Loomis + Charlie Walker + Amber Freeman) | Masterpost special fandom prompt list

The summer I turned pretty (Conrad Fisher + Jeremiah Fisher) | Masterpost

Tate Langdon (American Horror Story: Murder House) | Masterpost

Young!Coriolanus Snow (Hunger Games) | Masterpost special fandom prompt list ** crossed fandoms/characters are on hold

REQUESTS RULES

I have the ability to deny and delete any requests I don't want to write

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I don’t have a set word count for requests, but I try to keep them between 0.5k - 1k

Do not send me the exact same request you sent to many other writers. If see it, I'll then delete it

Smut is allowed, and welcomed

I WILL NOT WRITE

These NSFW themes — feet fetish, a/b/o, innocent!reader , humiliation/degrading kink, water sport, graphic SA or anything non-con (unless it’s part of a ‘game’)

RPF (real people fiction)

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Anything yandere related

Peter x Tony (romantically) or any form of incest (with the exception of GoT and HotD)

Pregnancies

male!reader

nb!reader or gn!reader (nothing against it, I just wouldn’t want to write it wrong)

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all-alone-he-turns-to-stone · 2 years

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MultiFandom Bingo - Masterlist

Here’s the masterlist for the @mfbingo !

All the fills will be linked in this masterlist, and also in the masterlist of each character!

Squares under the cut

Bleeding

“Why is everything upside down?”

Everybody Lives

Biting: The Deal (Dean x Benny)(NSFW)

Insecurity

Dating : Made For Loving You (Eddie Munson x F!Plus size reader)

Kiss of Death/Life

Pillow Talk

Get Together

A/B/O: His One (Derek Hale x F!Reader) (NSFW)

Family Secrets

Ghosts

Self-Sacrifice

“Only over my cold body”

Stitches

Coffee : The Time of A Coffee (Dean Winchester x F!Reader)(NSFW)

“I needed you”

Enemies to Rivals

Up Against a Wall Kiss

Collars

Chronic Pain

A+ Parenting

Major Character Death

First Time

It’s Complicated

#mfbingo #multifandom bingo #masterlist #any fandom goes bingo masterlist

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plus-size-reader · 3 years

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Risky

Derek Hale x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1580 words

Warnings: Reader is hurt, real bad.

Summary: Derek finding out that the girl he loved as a kid got into a serious accident and he can't help himself

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He hadn’t seen you in years.

Derek wasn’t even sure you were still in Beacon Hills, until he found out about the accident. It was in the news, as plenty of the dangerous accidents in the area were, but something was different about this one.

When the dark haired male heard the news in passing, at first, he did nothing. Every little thing that happened in this place was of no interest to him but the second he heard your name, he stopped.

It was as if the world had stopped around him, every cell in his body forcing him to pay attention to the screen.

There was nothing supernatural about it, no monster to be slain or anything like that. It was nothing more than a car accident, something that could have happened to anyone, something almost too normal to occupy so much of his mind.

However, it didn’t just happen to anyone. This had happened to you, and based on what the report had said, the doctors weren’t all that hopeful that you were going to pull through. In fact, it sounded almost as if they had given up hope entirely.

That just wasn’t going to work.

Immediately, all Derek could think about was you laying in that hospital bed, all alone and struggling to hold on. It wasn’t right, for someone like you to go out that way, so before he could talk himself out of it, he made up his mind.

It was stupid.

It was reckless.

It was necessary.

No matter what happened, Derek knew that he had to do something to save you. He had a gift, something he could do, and if he chose not to do anything about it, it was almost as if he’d killed you himself.

...And he promised you that would never happen.

As Derek ran in the direction of the hospital, his feet hammering against the ground as he moved, all he could think about was that day. That same day he promised you that he would never let anything happen to you.

You were kids, before the fire consumed everything in his life, and you couldn’t have been closer. You had always been Derek’s best friend, and he told you everything, even things he kept from his own mother.

It was just the kind relationship you shared.

You told him everything and trusted him with your life, as he did with you.

It wasn’t easy, of course. In fact, most of the time, it was more dangerous than anything else, but you didn’t worry about it. Being human and having attached yourself to the side of a werewolf wasn’t exactly safe to begin with and you knew the risks.

Derek was worth it to you.

He had always been worth it.

That day, the one full of promises, had come after the first time Derek ever lost control in front of you. You were terrified, as you should have been, and could hardly look him in the eye. He was sure you would leave him there, and never look back, but you didn’t.

Though, looking back, perhaps you should have.

You cared about one another enough to make the risk seem worth it but the fact was that Derek was dangerous, for a really long time, hanging on by a string. He was out of control most of the time, adn could fly off the handle for no reason.

Not even you could stop it.

After the fire, he only got worse.

He was angry, and hurt, and lost. He didn’t have anything to hold on too, except for you, and even that only presented itself like too great a risk. He knew that if he wasn’t careful, Derek would end up getting you killed too.

So, he pushed you away.

He pushed you away until you didn’t have much of a choice but to leave him be, which is exactly what happened.

That was a long time ago now, and he hadn’t seen you since then. However, as questionable as the choices he was making were, he couldn’t stop himself. Derek knew that he could deal with everything else later, all he had to do now was making sure you didn’t die.

...And that was the one thing he could control.

By the time he reached the hospital, he was sure that his feet were probably bleeding from the damage he’d just put them through but he didn’t pay that any mind. Instead, he headed right to the front desk, breath raging through his nostrils.

“I’m here to see Y/N Y/L/N, please. She’s the only family I have” he explained, doing his best not to get into the details of it while also giving enough for her to let him pass. All he could do was try and thankfully, she let him through.

They didn’t have much information about you other than what was on your I.D and if he had anything additional about you to tell them that would help, she didn't dare turn him away.

In all honesty though, Derek didn’t hear much more than that initial allowance and your room number before he took off in that direction. Nothing else mattered, and seeing as he was in a hospital, no one really questioned it.

Terrible things were happening all over, and whatever was happening to him, they understood the need to rush.

You looked terrible.

As soon as he saw you, Derek felt his heart sink.

The accident had really done a number on you, and it looked like they had you hooked up to every machine they had. Clearly, whatever they had wasn’t going to be able to pull you out of whatever this was.

Luckily, that was why he was here.

Derek had the only thing in the world that could keep your heart beating, assuming that your body accepted it, the bite. There was no guarantee that it was going to go well, or that you were going to be okay, but he had to try.

If he did nothing, you were going to die anyway, so anything he had couldn’t hurt.

Then, before Derek could think of any more risky reasons not to do what he was going to do, he reached out and took your practically limp wrist in his hands. You really weren’t doing well, but he just had to hope this would be enough.

If it wasn't, he didn’t know what he was going to do.

There weren’t many more viable options after werewolf bite, but nevertheless, the deed was done.

Now, all he could do was wait.

It took half an hour.

Half and hour and the bite still hadn’t seemed to be doing much for you at first. To be fair, most of your systems were almost entirely out of play. Thankfully, before too long, your pulse started to pick up and it seemed to be working.

It was all Derek could have hoped for in coming here, and it would have been a lie to say that he didn’t feel more relief in that moment than he had in his entire life at it having been a success.

Though, it brought him even more relief when you sat up, all the color returning to your face and a gasp for air on your lips. You were panicked, of course, trying to recall how you had gotten to this hospital in the first place and what was going on.

Not that any of that came before the man sitting at the side of your bed, staring at you with expectant eyes.

“Hi”

Derek spoke first, though the word felt like sandpaper leaving his throat. After all this time, there should have been more than he could say. There should have been more that came to mind but it just wasn’t there.

By all accounts, he couldn’t think of a single thing to say.

He could have started with explaining that you were nearly killed in a head on collision on the street, or that he had given you a bite that would change your life forever and turn you into a slave to the moon.

It was far from an ice breaker.

“Derek? What is going on? What are you doing here?” you asked, rubbing your eyes aggressively to clear the harsh lighting and fuzzy glaze from your eyes. You were trying your best to make this make sense, but it wasn’t working.

You were lost.

...And frankly, Derek wasn’t doing much better than you were in that way.

“I have a lot to explain to you, but this isn’t the place” he suggested, fully aware that nothing about this place was going to make this conversation any easier to swallow. Besides, it was hardly where he wanted to tell you that he had bitten you.

Of course, it was a bit easier considering that you already knew about the supernatural side of Beacon Hills. At least he didn’t have to have the ‘werewolves are real’ conversation with you like he had with Scott.

Nothing he was saying made any sense, or really helped make you feel more at peace with this whole thing but you figured he was here, so it wouldn’t kill you to trust him. After all, he had saved your life plenty of times before.

You had trusted him for most of your life, and it certainly wouldn’t kill you to do it one more time.

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littlemessyjessi · 5 years

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Letters to Santa: Derek Hale Imagine

Imagine volunteering at the elementary school to help the little ones write letters to Santa....

In that moment, he couldn’t tell if he loved you or loathed you more than anyone on the planet.

On the one hand, it was impossibly adorable that you were sitting there with first graders helping them write their letters to Santa.

On the other, he’d stupidly gotten himself put on stamp duty.

Why?

Because he kept calling you phone trying to get ahold of you.

You’d turned it off and put it in your purse because you were busy with 25 six year olds who were hopped up on sugar and Santa crazed

So what does he do?

He fucking tracks you down.

And he’s standing there in the window looking at you.

You’re smattered with glitter and a little paste

A few random snowflake stickers here and there

And he’s amazed

Until he’s snatched into the room and put on stamp duty

Now, he’s sitting there shaking his head and wondering just why in the hell he even bothered, lol.

Heeey, smoochies! I hope you enjoyed this bonus content for Smoochmas! While not full on imagine/stories they are fun little snippets! If ya like it, please be sure to let me know in the comments and check out my masterlist! Link on profile!

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imaginesofteenliars · 2 years

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babeyvenus · 1 year

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My Future

Derek Hale x OC

Chapter 63: We Hear You

Regardless of how he was feeling, Stiles sat on a bench, keeping himself from crying. He shouldn't have to. He wasn't gone. Not yet.

He felt the bench shift and saw an old woman turned to him, smiling. "I'm waiting for a train."

Stiles nodded a bit. "Yeah, it's probably running late.", he mumbled.

"I'm going to see my grandchildren.", the lady smiled widely, her manner surprisingly making Stiles' smile as well.

The small woman laid her shaky hand on his shoulder. "Who are you going to see?", she asked.

"Uh," his jaw shifted as he swallowed. "No one."

The lady furrowed her brow, confused. Stiles looked at her confused and before he could ask what was wrong, the intercom came on, a voice speaking through it. "The following stops have been canceled, Hollatine, Batten," Stiles got up and took a few steps towards the speaker of the intercom. "Bay Burry, Deer Ridge, Red Oak Trenton, Anderson, King Springs."

Once the calls were done, Stiles' eyes tracked the wires that ran across the ceiling, wrapping themselves around different poles of each speaker.

He followed where all the wires gathered, moving into a room he hadn't seen. Peter's eyes followed him as he leaned on a pillar, his arms crossed against his chest. "Intercom.", he said. and Stiles glanced at him. "Maybe a radio?" Stiles looked back, going up to the door and opened it, walking in with Peter behind him.

Stiles looked at all the controls of the radio. Something he was familiar with in his jeep.

He frowned, his eyes widening. He has a radio in his jeep that connects to the sheriff's station.

"If I could fix this to contact the sheriff's station, I could get someone to get us out.", Stiles said, already touching up on some stuff.

"Your theory is ridiculous.", Peter spoke as he paced behind him.

Stiles noticed a black wire was broken. "Magnetic disturbances and a few pixelated photos doesn't mean that you can use a ham radio to communicate across a supernatural barrier.", Peter said, making Stiles look at him with an unimpressed face before the boy reached down, grabbed both ends of the cord and focused on putting it together.

"Ghost Riders can't be seen, heard, or remembered. You really think they're gonna leave a gadget around that you can use to call your friends?", Peter asked.

Once Stiles got the two ends together and twisted them, he turned the dial on the radio which caused a loud high-pitched feedback to come through. Both him and Peter covered their ears, groaning.

On the other side of the world, Sam, Scott, and Malia wince, trying to block out the high pitch whine coming from the jeep.

"How'd you turn it on?", Malia asked. Sam frowned. "I don't have the keys.", she said and rushed to open the driver's side door.

Her eyebrows furrowed. "A radio?" How had she not noticed that before?

While Stiles was trying to figure out the ham radio, trying new things, Peter sat relaxed. "Take your time. No rush. Only thing at stake is any evidence of our existence… soon to be lost… forever.", he mumbled.

"Okay, not helping.", Stiles retorted, turning a dial on causing and with Peter's sensitive hearing, he heard the horses, his attention snapping towards the door.

"Shit.", Peter muttered before running up to the machines and unplugged them all.

Before Stiles could ask, Peter snuck them out before the Ghost Rider could find them. The both of them hid behind the one pillar, watching the rider go in with his gun and after a bit, came back out, visibly looking angry at the passengers.

Peter leaned in over Stiles's shoulder, whispering. "In case you're keeping count, that's twice I've saved your life today."

Stiles frowned before following the eldest Hale.

Scott searched the jeep with Lydia and Sam. The noise that came from the radio suddenly stopped. Scott looked up. "Why'd it stop?", Malia asked.

"It doesn't matter." Lydia stated, trying to push on the Master Switch, but it wasn't working. She sighed, "There has to be a reason."

Scott sniffed, looking around the jeep. "What…?" He mumbled, closing his eyes to breathe in the rush of familiar scents.

"You caught a scent?" Lydia perked up. "Yeah. Uh….ours… mine, yours, all four of ours.", Scott said.

"Mine?" Malia asked, confused. "I've never been in this Jeep before."

"Neither have I.", Scott shook his head.

"Well for some reason, I was in there but I still don't know why.", Sam said. Lydia spoke up. "Yes, you guys have been in here. You just don't remember it."

"I thought we were done with that.", Malia said before glancing at Scott who cleared his throat.

"Parrish checked the VIN number, though. There's no record of the owner."

"Well, the jeep is here somehow. Are we just gonna ignore the fact that I somehow magically appeared in it?", Sam emphasized with wide eyes.

They looked at her with unsure faces. "Sam, he can't be real. Maybe you just sleepwalked your way inside.", Malia said.

Sam frowned at the girl. "I don't sleep walk. I never have. And how could I have gotten in the jeep, there's no signs of aggressive entry. I didn't break a handle or a window, and it was locked."

"Well we might have some type answers.", Lydia said, holding a registration form. Scott reached for it, grabbed it and read it. "This is from '96. And there's no name."

"But there's an address.", Lydia pointed out and Sam moved closer to see the address. "129 Woodbine Lane. That's–"

"The sheriff's house.", Lydia said, sadly. She took a deep breath before readying herself. "I need to go there."

Sam and Scott frowned. "By yourself?", Sam asked. Lydia nodded. "I feel like I need to."

The three gave her a nod, watching her leave the jeep and ran into her car, leaving the school's parking lot.

Sam got into the jeep, moving to the passenger side and sighed. With glossy eyes, she settled into the seat, looking down at her hands.

Where she sat felt so… real. It felt normal. She didn't feel out of place. Visions flashed through her mind once more.

She was in the passenger seat. In a dress. She went to the winter formal? She remembers that.

She remembered waking up, covered in dirt. She remembers seeing the light scar over her eyelid but never questioned why it was there in the first place.

She turned to the back seats, moving back there as she looked at the front seats, another vision flashing through her mind.

She remembers being outside the sheriff's station, watching the receptionist. Two guys were in the front seats but she can't remember their faces.

She remembers a man with a black leather jacket and a boy with a red flannel shirt talking. Who was the man? Why wasn't he here? Was he affected too? Did he know Stiles?

Moments later, Lydia had shown up and they watched as the guy from earlier backed his tow truck in front of the jeep and got out to face the teenagers. "We already paid you. I gave you all of my money for that drop fee.", Scott said.

"Yeah, I dropped it, all right? Now I'm picking it up again.", the man said.

"How much?" Lydia asked, getting into her purse. "I'll write you a check."

The man stopped her. "It's not about how much.", he said. "They want it out of here, okay? It's not up to me."

"Well, this vehicle isn't abandoned. You saw me in it!", Sam exclaimed as she stepped in front of the jeep.

The guy scoffed, a slight smile coming to his face. "Either you move, or I move you. I'm hookin' this thing up and I am towing it away."

Sam glared at the man. "You're not touching this damn jeep.", she growled.

Scott noticed the girl's nails had gotten longer and darker and before he could say anything, the back of the tow truck squealed and gained the teenagers' attention, seeing Malia holding the hook.

As she held it up, she yanked it off of the wire, making the guy turn around to take notice. "Your truck's broke.", she said, nonchalantly handing him the metal hook.

In shock, he grabbed it with slow hands. Malia grinned as the man left.

Scott looked at Sam who had yet to calm down, and grabbed both her hands. "You need to relax. Breathe.", he said, softly making her fists clench before helping them unclench as he takes a breath and softly lets it out.

He had her repeat the motions, slowly calming her down and saw her nails had shortened once more.

"How'd you know to do that?", Sam asked. Scott smiled. "I think you taught me."

In the train station, Ghost Riders gathered, making the passengers hurtle into mass hysteria. Stiles jumped over a bench, crouching down behind it and Peter did the same, watching everything unfold.

Stiles saw one of the Ghost Riders drop a Beacon Hills Lacrosse player and others. "This place is really starting to fill up.", Peter muttered.

One Lacrosse player got up taking off her helmet and another girl was near, seeing her on the floor. "Gwen?" Gwen glanced up, seeing the other girl who she seemed to know. "Gwen!"

"Phoebe?", Gwen hugged her and Phoebe hugged back. "Oh, my god, you're here!"

Stiles frowned as he watched the interaction. "Wait a second. That girl — I know that girl. Her name is Gwen. She plays lacrosse."

He looked at Peter before looking at the Ghost riders. "How long has this been going on?", Stiles whispered to Peter.

Peter glanced at the Arrivals and Departures board, seeing how Beacon Hills was listed first and he turned back, realizing what was happening. "This isn't a train station, this is a way station.", he said, now frustrated. "It's not gonna stop."

He looked back at the board once more. This was it. Beacon Hills was going to be a big hit within a few days and there wasn't much they could do. Peter sighed harshly as he placed his forehead in the side of the bench.

"What is it?", Stiles asked, noticing Peter's sudden behavior. "What are those places? Bannack? Canaan? I know you know something."

"We gotta get out of here. Nobody is safe.", Peter said.

"Yeah, in here?", Stiles asked, sarcastically.

"In Beacon Hills. Your friends, your family, everyone. Everyone that you've ever known.", Peter said, crouching. "They're gonna be taken.", he said before hurrying off into the tunnel.

"Where are you going?", Stiles called out, before following him.

He caught up with Peter, panting. "What did you see up there? The towns. What did it mean?"

"I just told you. They're never gonna stop.", Peter said.

Stiles frowned. "Okay, so what's the plan then?"

"I'm goin' through the portal.", Peter simply said.

"Wait, wait, wait.", Stiles stopped him. "No one gets through the portal. You said that yourself."

"No human can. But I'm better than a human, remember? I'll heal.", Peter reminded him.

Stiles moved to stand in front of Peter. "If you survive, you have to find my friends, okay? You have to tell them about us, 'cause they're not gonna remember me, so you have to tell them that I'm here—"

Peter cut him off. "Stiles, lemme make this perfectly clear. When I survive—if I survive, I'm going to get as far away from Beacon Hills as I possibly can," Peter told him.

"And, if I happen upon one of your below-average friends and it doesn't inconvenience me, I might mention your name.", he says and walks around him.

"Yeah? What about Malia?", Stiles asked, making Peter come to a stop. "Even after all the shitty things you've done, I know you're doing this for her. You're risking being incinerated for her. And I'm okay with that."

Peter turned to Stiles promptly, only to get cut off by the sound of neighing in the distance. "You need to stall them.", he told Stiles.

"W-What? How?", he asked, knowing he didn't stand a chance against those things.

"Use your head.", Peter said, rushing to hide behind a pillar.

Peter shifted his foot and felt something hard underneath it. He looked down and saw Stiles' keys to the Jeep. With a frown, he picked them up, watching as Stiles threw a bench into the middle of the tracks, which slowed the horses down a little.

After the one passed, Peter jumped from the platform, grasping onto the back of the horse, fighting with the rider on the way out.

Stiles watched the interaction, a weird sense of relief flooded his body as he saw Peter go through before looking at the rider who looked up at him.

Before Stiles could run, the rider cracked his whip, wrapping it around Stiles' neck, and pulled him down to the tracks before leaving through the portal.

Stiles groaned as his back hit the wall behind him, rubbing his sore neck. His eyes widened as he saw a light shine from his wrist, seeing the illuminated crescent moon on the corner of his wrist.

He remembers that Sam had linked him to her whenever something went wrong. Either she got the message, or something was wrong on the other end.

He hoped it was the former.

The four that sat in the jeep, almost lulled to sleep, had jumped at the loud, ground shaking roar they had heard.

Once it stopped, they looked at each other. "What the hell was that?", Sam asked.

"You guys heard that too?", Malia asked. Lydia frowned. "I think all of Beacon Hills heard it."

"Who is it?", Scott asked, looking at both Sam and Malia.

"I'm not sure, but I think I recognize it.", Malia said hesitantly.

"It does sound scarily familiar.", Sam said. Impatiently, Lydia snapped at them. "Go!"

The three rushed out of the jeep, the two following the burnt scent while Sam followed them.

"Hey, any luck?", Scott asked, finding Sam and Malia in a small clearing.

"No.", Malia said. "He hasn't roared again. I've got a scent, but…"

"There's something wrong with it," Scott finished for her, knowing what she meant.

They heard another loud roar, weakening as they got closer. After a moment of looking, they spotted a charred body on the ground.

They could barely recognize the body but Sam paused as she saw it. Another vision flashed as she remembered red eyes. She remembers being chased into the woods.

"I hear a heartbeat.", Malia said, glancing between Scott and Sam.

"Who is that?", Scott asked.

"I don't know, but I know the scent. Even through the barbecue.", she told him.

Sam frowned at her. "You don't remember who it is?", she asked as she knelt by the body.

Malia frowned in confusion and kneeled at Peter's other side. Scott looked around for any signs of fire. "How do you think he got here? There's no tracks, no fire…", he said.

Peter's eyes flashed open, the light blue the only color against the black remains of his body. Malia and Sam gasped and flinched away.

"Oh, my God!", Malia exclaimed, looking up at Scott. "Peter!"

Scott came and knelt near Peter's head, still confused. "Who's Peter?"

"Peter Hale — my dad.", Malia clarified.

"Peter….?", Sam muttered as she looked at the man before looking in his eyes. Her memories of the man flooded her brain, making her gasp softly.

She remembered his snarkiness, his sarcasm, even him defending her and vice versa. She especially remembers him biting her. "He bit me…"

Scott nodded. "Me too.", he muttered, remembering every moment specifically with Peter. "How could I forget him?", he asked, looking down at the man.

"How did I forget him?", Malia asked, frowning. She glanced down, seeing Peter trying to move his hand. "He has something."

Peter tried his best to speak, but he couldn't. His wheezes spoke for him. Sam quickly grabbed Peter's hand, shocked at the pain she absorbed.

It seemed to be helping him heal faster, but still. Where had she learned to do that?

Groaning at the pain she absorbed, she watched as her arms darkened as she looked at the charred man.

Scott and Malia helped, wincing in pain as well, helping the eldest Hale ease into relief as he teetered his way in and out of consciousness.

Malia checked his hand again, and she grabbed what he was holding.

"What is it?", Sam asked. The three frowned as she held up what he held tightly.

It was a set of car keys.

Before any of them could say anything, a bright light shined in Scott and Malia's face as they looked at Sam.

Both of them looked at the girl in shock, while Sam looked at them in confusion. "What?", she asked.

Scott hurriedly pulled out his phone and showed Sam her reflection, showing that a bright crescent moon was shining on her forehead.

Her eyes widened. What the hell…?

A quick vision flashed once more. She saw the jeep toppled over with fire near it. Why was the jeep toppled over? What happened? Who was in it?

She shook her head, watching the crescent moon dim into a black print now. She pulled her hood over her head, covering it and looked at the two in front of her. "We gotta get him help."

They nodded, looking at the man who slowly passed out. It was easier to pick him up now, helping him to the hospital.

After Malia went with her father to the hospital, Scott, Lydia and Sam sat in the Jeep. Lydia sat in the driver's seat, holding up the key to the car, looking at it intently.

The one question bothered Sam. Why did Peter have the keys to the jeep in the first place?

Lydia put in the key and turned it, only for the Jeep engine to sputter, refusing to start.

"This damn jeep.", Sam sighed.

Lydia huffed before trying again, pressing on the gas pedal repeatedly while twisting the ignition. The car sputtered, but it wasn't enough to turn on.

"Don't flood it.", Scott told her.

Lydia looked at him confused. "Do you even know what that means?"

Scott shook his head. "Not really." Sam looked at Lydia's foot. "Ease up a little."

Letting out a breath, Lydia turned the key one last time, suddenly hearing the rumbling of the Jeep. The headlights of the car shined the graveled ground below them, making them let out relieved laughs.

However, that didn't bring back any memories. They got one thing done, but they were far from finished. "Now what?", Sam frowned.

"No clue—", Scott was cut off by the radio in the car cutting on loudly, the static hurting their ears.

"Hello?"

Scott reached to turn it down, but Lydia quickly grabbed his wrist to stop him. "Wait, wait, wait, wait!" she said quickly, her eyes wide. The car went silent.

"Hello?", they heard. "Is anyone there? Can anyone hear me?"

Their eyes widened.

Lydia grabbed the radio and held it to her mouth, shaking before she spoke. "S-Stiles?", she asked. They waited in anticipation for an answer.

Scott leaned in close as well. "Stiles? Are you there?"

"Scott? Lydia? Is that you?", Stiles asked, the relief in his tone clear.

Everyone's face brightened into relieved smiles. "Oh, my God, Stiles! We can hear you!", Lydia exclaimed. "I told you guys he was real!", Sam exclaimed.

"Sammy!? Oh, my God. You know me? You guys remember me?", he asked, excited.

Lydia hesitated again, looking at Scott and Sam. "Stiles, is this… you? Is this actually you?", she asked.

"Yeah.", he said, sniffling. "Listen to me. Do you remember the last thing I said to you?"

"You said…", Lydia closed her eyes, faintly remembering his voice echoing in her mind. "You said, 'Remember I love you.'"

Stiles was quiet, but where he stood he was relieved, more hopeful than he was before. Peter had done it.

Sam grabbed the radio from Lydia's hand. "Stiles, where are you? Are you okay?", he heard.

He smiled. "You have no idea how good it feels to hear you guys. Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay. You guys have to remember me."

"Everything's in bits and pieces for me, but I'm remembering.", Sam says with a smile. "Did you see the moon? Did you get it?", Stiles asked.

"The moon?", Sam asked, confused. "You made a link to me whenever something was wrong, whether I was sick or hurt.", Stiles explained quickly. "It's a crescent moon on my wrist."

Sam frowned as she realized what he meant. "We saw it on my forehead. That was you?"

Stiles nodded, though she couldn't see him. "Yeah, it's a long story, but–"

"Where are you?", Lydia questioned.

"We're comin' to get you.", Scott said quickly.

"No, no, no. You can't. You won't be able to find me.", Stiles told them quickly.

"Stiles, what – what are you talking about?", Scott asked, shaking his head. "Just tell us where you are, and w-we'll come and—"

"Look, just remember this," Stiles interrupted him, rushing. "Canaan. Okay? You have to find Canaan. Just find Canaan."

Then the radio cut off on his end, sending the three into unsettled silence. "The Nogitsune…", Sam said, suddenly, making Scott and Lydia look at her in shock.

"I remember hearing his voice. He sounded so scared and alone… it was so sudden. He kept hanging up and we couldn't find him.", Sam said, her eyes glossing over.

Scott placed a hand on her arm. "We're gonna find our best friend." He looked at Lydia who looks at him with glistening eyes. "We're close.", he says, nodding at her.

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the-bisexual-virgin · 6 years

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Falling in love with derek and seeing another side to him that no one else does

#derek hale #teen wolf #gif #tyler hoechlin #teen wolf guys #teen wolf imagine #kissing #couples #derek x reader #plus size #werewolf

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merakiaes · 4 years

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WHAT I CURRENTLY WRITE AND DON’T WRITE

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If you make a request, anonymous or not, you have to leave a comment on your fic. (Read more about why here.) Even better would be if you reblogged it to help get my work out to more readers!, but I will settle with a comment if you, for some reason, don’t want to reblog.

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With that said, don’t bother requesting if you’re not ready to make this exchange because that’s just unpaid work.

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Will Turner

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Luke Crain

Steve Crain

Theo Crain

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Dan Torrence (Doctor Sleep)

Detective David Loki (Prisoners)

Floyd Lawton (Arrow)

Smitty Ryker (Hacksaw Ridge)

Captain James Nicholls (War Horse)

Sam Drake (Uncharted)

Daryl Dixon (The Walking Dead)

Rick Flag (Suicide Squad)

Nathan Prescott (Life Is Strange)

Sweet Pea (Riverdale - first season only)

Jace Wayland (The Mortal Instruments, 2013)

Murtagh Morzansson (Eragon)

Jason Lee Scott (Power Rangers, 2017)

Jesse Zeklos (Vampire Academy)

Matt Campbell (The Haunting in Connecticut)

Nick Jones (House of Wax)

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littlemaatta · 4 years

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Santa Scheme - Derek Hale x Reader

@iamabeautifulperson18 said: Secret Santa with the pack and you propose to Derek cause he is bad at feelings.

a/n: wow i really went OFF with this one. it’s not very Derek-centric till the end, lots of pack interactions and stuff but i hope you like it :))) and yes I am posting a christmas story in july.

sort of like end of season 5 pack plus derek.

warnings: NONE. lots of fluff, i don’t even think i swore in this.

reader is described as: slightly shorter than derek, only mentioned once or twice. no other size, skin, or hair descriptors. i think it’s gender neutral as well?

Lydia had gone out of her way to organize a pack Christmas party this year. She got Derek to let her decorate the loft, even going as far as renting more furniture for the sparsely furnished living space.

She brought in a tree, garlands and lights to hang on the walls, and she even organized a Secret Santa.

She approaches you one day with a small box in her hands and a smile on her face, “Pick your Secret Santa.” she says as she holds the box out to you.

You reach in and pull out a piece of paper.

“Thank you.” Lydia says, about to turn around to go find Derek when you stop her.

“Are we allowed to have other presents, cause I was kind of planning something for the party...” you ask softly.

Lydia gives you a knowing smile as she nods, “l’ll make an exception for you.”

“Yes, you have to participate.” Lydia says with a roll of her eyes as she holds out the box full of names for Stiles to pick from.

With a pout on his face, Stiles reaches into the box and pulls out a slip of paper.

He unfolds it and reads the name before shoving the slip of paper into his pocket.

Scott, Malia, and Lydia each take their turns next and then the box is empty, the younger and older members of the pack having already picked their names.

“Good, now everyone has picked their Secret Santa and we can move on to who is bringing what to the party.” Lydia says with a satisfied smile.

Stiles groans and is answered with an elbow in the ribs from Scott.

They each volunteer an item or dish and Lydia walks away happily.

You got your Secret Santa present and your other surprise purchased well ahead of time, knowing that the stores would of course be crazy the closer it got to Christmas time. But you ended up at the store the day before Christmas Eve despite your best efforts not to.

And to your not-so-surprise you ran into a few members of the pack doing their last minute Secret Santa preparations.

The next day, you grab your nicely wrapped present and the cookies you made and head to your boyfriend’s loft.

Derek is standing outside in the hallway when you arrive and you furrow your brows in confusion when you spot him leaned up against the wall.

He looks up at your approach and smiles.

He pushes himself off the wall and leans down to wrap his arms around your waist and kiss you softly.

“What are you doing out here?” you ask.

“Lydia kicked me out, she said my sour face was interfering with her decorating process.” he responds with a small smile.

You let out a laugh, knowing Lydia she will want everything to be perfect for this party and imagining her shooing Derek from his own loft so that she can decorate seems right on brand.

The loft door opens a small crack, enough for Lydia to stick her head out to see you.

“Good, you’re here.” she says with a large smile. “Give me your stuff.” she orders, opening the door a little more so she can reach out.

“Hi Lydia, nice to see you too.” you answer, playfully sarcastic as you hand the redhead your present and food.

Lydia simply rolls her eyes and smiles in response, taking your things before shutting the loft door again.

You share a look with Derek and laugh as you move back to where he is leaning against the wall. You lean into his side as he wraps an arm around you.

You stay there as the rest of the pack arrives, Lydia coming out to take their things and not allowing any of them to peek inside until she is ready.

Finally, she opens the door, a wide smile on her face as she steps aside and gestures for you all to enter.

You and the rest of your pack are awed the moment you step inside Derek’s loft.

The place has been transformed. Three large couches make a U shape in the center of the room, a table piled high with all of the Secret Santa gifts sits to the left of it.

The large windows at the back of the room are trimmed with green pine garlands, with red poinsettias throughout. A large wreath hangs in the center.

In front of the windows stands a magnificent tree, beautifully decorated and with a star on top.

A long table covered with a red tablecloth sits to one side of the room, with a large variety of food including the dishes brought by some of the pack members. All of it nicely laid out, with plates and silverware stacked at one end.

You turn to Lydia, your eyes displaying your shock at what she has managed to do to your boyfriend’s loft.

“Lydia,” you breathe, eyes leaving her to roam around the loft once more, “This is amazing.”

“You like it?” she asks, her question open to the entire pack.

A murmur of assent travels through the pack, some of them beginning to wander around the loft to admire the decorations.

Lydia claps her hands together and smiles, “Who’s hungry?”

After a delicious meal, full of laughter and fun, Lydia begins the Secret Santa.

Everyone goes to grab the presents that they brought and then give them to their Secret Santa.

You give your present to Liam, Liam gives his to Stiles, Stiles gives his to Mason, Mason gives his to Hayden, Hayden gives hers to Malia, Malia gives hers to Derek, Derek gives his to Scott, Scott gives his to Lydia, and Lydia gives hers to you.

Everyone begins opening their presents, gasps of excitement and ‘thank you’s fill the room.

The gift exchange shows you how much your pack members really know each other, and how much you all listen. There was, of course, a spending limit so that certain members of the pack wouldn’t be allowed to go overboard and spend exorbitant amounts on their gifts.

You got Liam a new bag for his lacrosse gear, knowing that he had accidentally ruined his old one, and you stuck a personalized t-shirt you had made for him inside.

Lydia, having heard you complaining about your wardrobe and not having time to shop for yourself, bought you some new clothes. Just a few items, though she would have liked to get more, all of them fitting your style perfectly while one or two may help you to change it up and step out of your comfort zone. Lydia being Lydia, you know that you can trust her to pick things that will look good on you.

And you couldn’t be more grateful that she knew how helpful this gift would be for you.

Everyone is pleased with their gifts and the party continues as conversations carry throughout the group.

You sit next to Derek, with his arm wrapped around you and your head leaning against his shoulder. You join in a few of the various conversations, sharing laughs with your friends.

When Derek gets up to go get another drink, you stand up too but head over to the window.

Your heartbeat picks up as you run your fingers over the ribbon wrapped around the small box in your hands.

Derek joins you at the window.

“Lydia really did a great job with this place, didn’t she?” he says softly.

You smile and nod, glancing up at the decorations on the window again. You take a deep breath, deciding that now is the time to do this.

“Derek.. I have something for you.”

He furrows his brows as he turns to face you, taking the small box from your hands and studying it, “I thought we were only doing the Secret Santa gifts, no extra ones.”

“Just open it.”

Derek can hear your heart racing, you know that. You also know he can probably tell how nervous you are from your chemo-signals. And you are mildly aware that you’ve caught the attention of the other supernaturals on the other side of the room, though Mason and Stiles are still kind of oblivious.

You ignore these facts though, focusing only on Derek as he unties the ribbon on the box.

He lifts the lid off of the box to reveal a silver band. A ring. Simple and silver, but perfect for him.

He looks up at you, silently asking for you to explain what this is.

“Derek, I.. I know you’re not good at doing stuff like this, you told me on our first date that you’re not good at showing your feelings or doing romantic stuff, and that’s okay, because I love you. With my whole heart, I love you.

“I can’t imagine my future without you in it. So, will you marry me?”

Your heart is pounding in your chest and you know that Derek can hear it. You wonder if he could even hear what you were saying over the pounding of your heart. But when a huge smile takes over his face, you know he heard you.

He closes the gap between you, his arms wrapping tightly around your waist and lifting you off the ground as he crashes his lips against yours.

“Yes.” he whispers as he pulls back, before kissing you one more time.

The cheering of the pack behind you makes you pull away, Derek setting your feet on the ground again as you hide your face in his chest.

You lean back eventually to look back up at Derek, both of you are still smiling widely despite your slight embarrassment as your friends continue to cheer and clap behind you.

#derek hale x reader #derek hale imagine #teen wolf #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf christmas

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socialoutsiderwritings · 5 years

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Always , Only. You 12.2

Talia had taken in Y/N in to her pack after your parents and their pack were brutally murdered. For years she trained and learned under Talia alongside Derek , Laura and Cora. One night Talia tells you along with Derek that you two have to imprint on each other , to become each other’s mates. Your connection to Derek has always been stronger than his to you. So after the fire it killed you to be away from him , but you had to do it for your own survival. 7 years after the fact , you return home. Back to Beacon Hills. But the Derek you return to is not the same Derek you know. Will Y/N ever get Derek to accept the fact they are meant to be together?

Soulmate!Au Teen Wolf.

Derek Hale x Reader

Gif credit: /Iceburglounge

A/N: TW: Mentions of sexual assault, abuse, rape. Soooo, I know Teen Wolf is like 6 years old (maybe less since season three came out later) but I just barely now came across a lot of .... tea... about Jeff Davis and the controversy he stirred up about Dennifer? So, yeah I’ve noticed he treated Derek like shit in the series. Actually a whole bunch of characters that deserved better. Plus there was a lot of queerbaiting and a lot of implied romantic relationships/feelings between adults and literal high schoolers and ugh let’s not mention the lowkey xxx scenes between a lot of the characters that were there just because. But one that really stuck to me was the whole Jennifer Blake ‘psychologically and sexually abused’ Derek. So apparently (and also confirmed by Jeff Davis but I can’t seem to find the link to the article anywhere) Jennifer Blake used Darach magic on Derek to have him trust her and in the scene where they are intimate that was also her using magic because she was healing him and tricking him in to thinking love was making him heal faster. And then she completely 180ed on him when it was time for her to carry out her plan. I rewatched it and it’s hard for me to see it any other way especially since the WRITER confirmed it himself. So, if you were rooting for Dennifer in these next chapters, I’m sorry that’s not happening. I love all of the actors that were in the show, honestly, with all my heart but if I knew JD was such a trash bag and treated them horribly I never would’ve started watching Teen Wolf again. And yes I spent way too much time in the anti Jeff Davis tag.

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Beacon Hills Preserve

Peter watched Erica, nervously. She hadn’t charged at him, yet, but she had her eyes trained on him. With every little movement from him, she moved too, getting ready.

“Ok Y/N!” He called out loudly. “She’s here!”

You didn’t answer. You didn’t even come out from your hiding spot. Erica didn’t even bother to look for you either. She can’t attack what she can’t see.

Erica lowered herself slightly, growling at Peter. Peter knew what that meant; she was getting ready to pounce. “Y/N!” He yelled angrily. “Fuck it.” He muttered. He took one step back and Erica was already pouncing on him.

Peter fell to the ground. Erica raised her arms and he grabbed both her wrists before she could claw at him. He had enough strength now to be able to hold her back.

“Y/N!!!” He yelled. Erica snapped at him, getting closer to biting off a chunk of his face.

She suddenly stopped moving and went limp. Peter threw her off of him and stood up quickly. He looked down at her then at you.

You were holding a medium sized log and you were grinning at him. “Great work, Peter.” You teased him.

“Right.” He drawled. He started wiping off the leaves and dirt off of himself. “We caught one. Now what?”

“Now you—,” you paused. There was a faint, trilling sound echoing in the woods. It was far away, but with your hearing you could make out what it was. “Argent.” You said out loud. “He’s actually helping.”

“Great, you don’t need me then.” He began walking off.

“No, I’m not done with you yet.” You grabbed the back of his coat and pulled him back. “Take Erica back to the loft. Chain her up if you have to but don’t let her out of your sight!”

Peter groaned and rolled his eyes like a child.

“I’m gonna follow Argent’s emitters. Shouldn’t be too hard to catch the other two.” You walked off in the direction the emitters were coming from.

“You can’t save them all!” Peter yelled to you. He lifted Erica up and tossed her on over his shoulder. “You and Scott will soon come to learn that.”

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Beacon Hills High School

You and Derek were inside the school building waiting for Boyd and Cora. Derek had told you what they were planning. You were going to trap them in the boiler room at the high school until morning. If it all went according to plan.

There was still a little bit of tension between the two of you. He was still upset about finding out about Cora the way he did. And there was something else that was bothering him that he wasn’t talking about. But you didn’t want to pry. So you stayed quiet.

“Peter doesn’t think we can catch them.” Derek suddenly spoke. “This is all part of Deucalion’s plan. If I don’t kill them- if this doesn’t work-”

“Derek.” You softly called to him. “This is going to work. I mean, we caught Erica.” You approached him and grabbed his hands. You gave them a gentle squeeze but he refused to look at you. “Argent-”

“I don’t trust Argent.” He cut you off, pulling his hands from your grasp.

“Do you trust me?” That made him look at you now. He furrowed his brows in confusion like you had just asked him for a limb. “Derek. Do you trust me?” You asked again.

“Yes.” He replied after a moment of silence. “What if we have to-”

“As long as you trust me, Derek. We can do this.” You gave him a small smile in which he returned one of his own. A small glowing ball of light behind Derek caught your eye. He noticed your expression and followed your line of sight.

“What is it?” Derek asked. You walked around him and approached the glowing bug, swiping at the air to catch it. “A firefly?”

“Yeah.” You replied confused. “But the species native to California aren’t bioluminescent.” You opened your palm to reveal the bug but instead a cloud of black smoke erupted from your palm.

“And I don’t know of any fireflies that explode like that.” You looked over your shoulder at Derek. He was behind you, looking down at your palm just as confused as you were.

His head whipped around towards the door. “We have a bigger problem.” He said, turning and taking a few steps towards the door. “They’re here.”

You joined Derek where he stood and a moment later, Boyd and Cora appeared at the doors of the school. They eyed you and Derek for a second and then jumped up on to the roof of the school.

“What the hell?” Derek frowned.

“Well, that backfired. What do we do now?”

“We ask Argent.” Derek rushed out of the school.

You followed after him, only stopping when you heard a classroom door close somewhere in the building. You turned your head back slowly, blocking out all other sounds and focusing your hearing to confirm your suspicion.

Heels. There was definitely someone else in the building.

“Oh, you’ve got to be shitting me.” You groaned. You walked back inside the school building and followed the sound. Down the stairs. Further down. Leading you straight to the boiler room.

“Why?” You whined to yourself.

You opened the door to the boiler room and entered. You walked further back in to the room. There was a noise coming from what looked like the supply area. You noticed the small movement and walked over there. A teacher was grabbing more supplies; she hasn’t noticed your presence as she continued pulling supplies from the shelves.

She finally looked up from the supplies in her hands and let out a small gasp when she saw you. You held a finger up to your lips and slowly backed out, closing the gate door. As a precaution you clicked the clock shut.

You heard the metal door slam in the distance. The teacher approached the gate. “Shhh. There’s, uhm, animals in the building. My team is just outside but you have to stay hidden. Go back. Get out of the light.” you gestured with your hands for her to move back.

She was visibly frightened but did what you said anyway. You walked away from the supply area. Boyd and Cora were in the room. You could smell them.

“What are you hearing?” Derek’s voice. “Heartbeats.” Scott. “Both of them?” Derek again.

“Lie.” You whispered, hoping he could hear you. With the full moon out, Derek was suppressing his shift as well. He wouldn’t be able to pick up on your voice unless he truly focused his hearing. “Lie.” You repeated.

Scott’s heart skipped a beat. You were getting nervous. “Yeah.” You heard Scott finally say. You let out a breath of relief; one too soon.

A low growl came from ahead and claws scratching against metal came from your right. You closed your eyes, dreading what was about to happen.

Cora came at you from the right and Boyd rushed at you from the front. You clawed at his face first making him stumble back. Cora’s arms flailed crazily as she clawed at you.

Boyd’s attention was averted away from you when he heard the heavy sound of supplies dropping, followed by the sound of heels clicking against the hard floor.

You held Cora’s arms. You noticed Boyd going in the opposite direction, going where the teacher was hiding. “Boyd no!”

You looked at Cora, “I’m so sorry.” You let go of on if her arms, using your free arm to dig your claws across her stomach. She roared out in pain and fell to her knees.

You ran to Boyd, leaving the same gash you left on Cora but in his legs. He fell to the floor. You were going to turn around to check on Cora but a sharp burning pain came from your lower back.

You opened your mouth to scream in pain, but only a mouth full of blood spilled out. You struggled to turn your head but when you eventually did, you saw Cora was standing behind you. And she dug her claws in.

“Co-.” Another mouthful of blood. She turned her claws as she plunged them in deeper. “Cora.”

The same feeling. This time in your stomach. You turned your head to face the culprit. Boyd. He didn’t twist his claws. He dug them deeper and slowly, in a torturing way, lifted you over head. Cora removed her claws from your back and they both watched you fly across the room.

This is it, you thought. It’s almost over.

You were bleeding all over and you were healing slowly. You rolled over on to your back, the sight of the windows above you coming in to view. The moon had gone down and the sun was making it’s way up in the sky.

You let out a weak laugh of relief. You turned your head to look up at the ceiling. Your eyes were getting heavier. You blinked once, slowly. Again, this time slower. And again, but you didn’t open your eyes again.

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Beacon Hills High School

Derek looked up at the morning sky, relieved. Surprisingly even sharing a quick handshake with Argent as a thank you. He looked over at Scott. Scott didn’t look too relieved; he looked like he was going to be sick.

“The suns up,” Scott said hastily, “we should let them out now.”

Derek stared at him suspiciously, “Not yet. The sun may be up but we don’t know if they’ve shifted back. We’ll wait a little longer.”

Scott’s heart jumped. “How long is a little longer?”

“Is there something you need to tell me, Scott?”

He looked back at Stiles. Stiles shook his head, advising his friend against what he was about to do. “I told you I heard two heartbeats, right?” he stuttered. Derek glared. “I-.”

“Oh my God, it’s Erica!” Stiles shouted. He was actually happy to see Erica but was more relieved that he just saved his best friend from being murdered.

“What?” Derek turned around. It was Erica. And she was her normal self again. And she was walking—

“With Peter? But..” he turned back to look at Scott. “You said you saw Y/N leave with Peter last night.”

“Huh?” Scott asked dumbfounded by the sudden attention again.

Peter looked at all five faces, realizing there was one missing. “Where’s Y/N?” Peter asked.

“Where is she, Scott?” Derek chided. “And don’t lie to me.”

“She’s in the boiler room.”

Derek hesitated between grabbing Scott and wringing his neck or running to the boiler room. He chose the latter. He hadn’t taken a step yet when he saw Boyd and Cora walking their way.

His heart dropped. Boyd was carrying you. Cora was walking next to him, a crying mess. A stranger, a woman, ran out from the school building. She saw Derek, but he didn't see her.

“Ms. Blake?” Stiles whispered to himself.

“I’ll take care of the civilian.” Argent awkwardly announced.

Derek didn’t say anything. He just started walking towards all of you. The closer he got, the worse you began to look. Cora and Boyd were all healed up. But he could tell from their clothes that you were fighting back, viciously.

Argent gestured the teacher to follow him. Leaving Derek to check on Boyd and Cora. And you.

“Derek,” Cora’s voice was shaky. Her lip quivered and her eyes were brimmed with tears. “I wanted to stop.”

He closed the gap and hugged Cora. “I’m just glad you’re alive.” She began sobbing into his chest. She let out all the tears that she had been holding in for years. All of those and then some.

“We should take her to Deaton.” Scott suggested.

“I’ll take her.” Derek told him. “You’ve done enough.” There was no hint of gratitude in his voice.

“Derek,” Scott began to explain.

Stiles put his hand on his best friend’s shoulder. “Scotty.” Stiles shook his head at him. “Let’s just go home, man.”

Scott looked at everyone else. They were all uncharacteristically quiet. Scott didn’t say anything, he just followed Stiles back to his Jeep.

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masterlist

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< < One Shots > >

Beignet, Done That (Jake Jensen x Reader) ~In which Jake tries and succeeds at giving you one hell of a surprise, all while setting the kitchen ablaze! (One Shot)

Shirts are for Sharing (Cisco Ramon x Reader) -One Shot

A Princess for Halloween (Cisco Ramon x Reader) -One Shot

Sparring Match (Sara Lance x Fem!Reader) -One Shot

< < ONGOING > >

As Fate Would Have It (1940’s Bucky Barnes x Reader) ~ The year is 1940 and your cover is as a waitress working at a Regular Joe Diner. However, things begin to change when a handsome, dark-haired and blue-eyed stranger walks into your place of work with his friend of small stature who possesses a mighty heart.

Dangerous Liaisons (Billy Russo x Reader) NSFW ~Blackmail, deceit and death are around every corner as a former military prosecutor tries to bring justice to those whose lives were ruined by the revelation behind The Punisher’s one-man war!

I Don’t Dance To Dubstep (A Deadpool Fic) ~The one where Wade and Cable steal a contract that gets them entangled with a mercenary in desperate need of rent money -while causing an overly large amount of unnecessary destruction!

Himmeløyne (Loki x Reader) ~ What does a Norse trickster god, a village massacre, a life long secret and a now-forgotten past have in common? Nothing, except for the young witch at the centre of it all, with the eyes that change with the sky. -being reworked (edited).

The Liberators (A spin-off of Counterpart) -coming soon!

Pirouette (Bodyguard!Bucky x Reader) -Prologue is live.

< < SUSPENDED > >

Opposing Elements (Peter Parker x Reader) - In which the reader is an alternate version of Marvel’s Black Cat, AKA Felicia Hardy, and their origin story gets tied up with their former best friend, Peter Parker’s alter ego Spider-Man when she plans to jailbreak her father from prison. (3 Parts)

< < One Shots > >

Glass House (Quentin Beck | Mysterio x Reader)

Master of Illusion (Quentin Beck | Mysterio x Reader) -NSFW*

Sleepytime, Aurora (A Sleeping Beauty spoof fic) -Strange, Loki and Wanda are fairy godparents. Hela is Maleficent!

< < COMPLETE > >

Counterpart (Bucky x Reader x Steve) ~A limited series that poses a what if scenario on account of our beloved characters being someone different in the Framework -where Hydra won and SHIELD is considered the enemy of society. (5 Parts)

Chasing Tornadoes (Stephen Strange x Reader) -Medical procedural limited series set before Doctor Strange.

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The Just Kings Court (Adult! Edmund Pevensie x Reader) ~A common shield maiden pledged to Aslan’s army, a Just King and the unlikeliest of love stories occurs on the battlefields of Narnia (2 Parts -Ongoing)

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The Rebel Queen (Poe Dameron x OFC) ~A Princess on the run with a mission left to her by her late mother, a Duchess out for blood, a hot-shot pilot at his wits end and a General who receives a message from an old friend collide in a skirmish like no other.

The Hideous One (The Mandalorian fic)

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Meet Cute (Steve Harrington x Reader) ~A stereotypical meet cute brings together an alien film enthusiast and one bored-out-of-his-mind, Steve Harrington (Complete)

Meet Cute Sequel: Robin’s Girl (Robin x Clara | Steve x Reader)

Banner Girl (Steve Harrington x Reader) -One Shot

Miss Midnight (Steve Harrington x Vamp!Reader) -One Shot

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His Girl Tuesday (Steve Harrington x (oc)Tuesday Adams x Billy Hargrove) -slow updates!

< < One Shots > >

Safe By My Side (Dean Winchester x Reader) -One Shot

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Mark of the Wolf (Derek Hale x Reader) ~An ancient evil, repressed memories and a veterinarian -who isn’t at all what she seems- turns Derek’s life upside down, and perhaps it’s for the better!

< < On Going > >

Covet of the Wolf - A sequel to Mark of the Wolf

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Core Drive (Westworld) -Ongoing

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Animaux Fantastiques (Theseus Scamander x OFC) -Only on AO3

City of Burning Angels (Kelly Severide x OFC) -coming soon

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Reflections by the Water (Newt X Plus Size Reader) -Maze Runner One Shot

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carryonmyswansong · 5 years

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Mobile Masterlist

These works of fiction contain adult themes and subject matter. Please do not read, reply, or reblog, if you are under the age of 18.

All missing tumblr links are coming soon! Fics can be found on AO3.

All page dividers were created by me. If you’d like to use any of them, please message me. I make these to sell and offer sets of two for $3. Crossover Header was created by me. Please do not use.

Characters - Pairings

Sterek (Stiles Stilinski x Derek Hale)

Mother’s Day Introductions - Oneshot - tumblr | AO3 (Derek Hale x Stiles Stilinski) Stiles visits the cemetery, on Mother’s Day. Derek finds him there, but not where he was expecting. (lots of fluff, I promise!!

Steter (Stiles Stilinski x Peter Hale)

Two Men and a Tree - Series, eventual smut - tumblr | AO3 (Peter Hale x Stiles Stilinski) After a falling out with Derek and the rest of the wolves in Beacon Hills, and Peter Saving Stiles from himself, Stiles and Peter take a road trip. They do not intend to come back. Instead they build a Pack in Montana. They are gone for ten long years, before Derek calls Peter, begging for his help.

Characters

Dean Winchester/demon!Dean

A Whiskey With An Umbrella - series, smut - tumblr | AO3 (Dean Winchester x Reader) A long day at work brings you to a bar and in the arms of someone unexpected.

Summertime Sadness - oneshot - tumblr | AO3 (Dean Winchester x OFC Autumn) Autumn has a medical crisis, and loses the battle. Chuck needs her back in the game, however. This is her journey. The ending is a happy one.

I Will Never Be The Same - oneshot - tumblr | AO3 (Dean Winchester x Reader) Over the course of many years, Dean Winchester walks through the doors to the bar that you own. Changing your life, just a little bit more, each time.

Summer Lovin' - series, eventual smut - tumblr | AO3 (Dean Winchester x Plus Size!Reader) She and Dean go on a camping trip, at her urging, to get away for awhile. They are best friends, and have been for a decade. Will a night of bonding change that?

First Time For Everything - series, eventual smut - tumblr | AO3 (Dean Winchester x Reader) He first sees her singing about her heartbreak, in some backwoods out of the way karaoke bar. He in turn sings a song to her. Eventually having a whole conversation through music, they start to fall for each other. Will their love survive their greatest secrets?

Skinny Love - series, eventual smut, destiny fic - tumblr | AO3 (Dean x Plus Size!Reader) She finds herself at the tail end of an abusive relationship. She confronts her fiance. What follows is the story of how she heals, becomes a hunter, and finds love again.

Jar of Hearts - series, smut - tumblr | AO3 (Main: Dean/demon!Dean x Reader, Secondary: Crowley x Reader) Dean is gone and she needs resume her life after realizing that Dean is Something Else™. Trying to reach some level of normalcy, her life changes in an instant, once demon!Dean tracks her down and gets his hands on her. She has some decisions she needs to make, after this big event.

A 6th Sense - oneshot, smut - tumblr | AO3 [Dean x Reader, Sam x Rowena (originally written feb 2018)] She has long suspected that Dean can actually see ghosts and not just that he always seems to have perfect timing. So when an opportunity arises where she can prove it, she decides to have some fun with it. Things don’t go quite to plan though.

Castiel

Heat, and a Flutter of Wings - oneshot, A/B/O AU, Smut - tumblr | AO3 (Castiel x Reader) Her 21st birthday hits. She thought she was a Beta. She never presented until now. The boys are both Omegas and can’t help her. What’s a girl to do?

Main Characters - No Pairings

The One In Which Dean Reads FanFiction - tumblr | AO3 (Dean, Sam - no pairings) Dean reads fanfiction and one of his his favorite authors just posted.

Dear Bobby - oneshot - tumblr | AO3 Dean pens a letter to Bobby, a year after he passes.

Polyamorous Pairings

(May contain Wincest. Those fics will be labeled.)

Bad Moon Rising - series, A/B/O AU, smut - tumblr | AO3 (Dean x Reader, Castiel x Reader, Dean x Castiel, Dean x Reader x Castiel) She has several chronic illnesses and takes a lot of medicine to keep going. Her illnesses are PCOS (PolyCystic Ovarian Syndrome), Fibromyalgia and depression as a result. She may have these illnesses but it makes her a damn good hunter. PCOS affects how she presents. Genetically, she is an Omega. But once the PCOS flairs, it makes her half present as Alpha. She meets the Winchesters and Castiel on a major hunt. The brothers question her ability, but Castiel is awe struck by her ability to keep going. This is the story of how everyone met and how they interact.

Fantasy Island - series, A/B/O AU, eventual Wincest - tumblr | AO3 (Reader x Dean x Castiel x Sam) She dozes off and wakes up to find herself in the backseat of a familiar car. But the universe rules are different. She tries, desperately, to navigate this new world.

Restless - complete series, smut, NO wincest - tumblr | AO3 (Reader x Dean, Reader x Sam) She is a hunter that has Restless Leg Syndrome. She lives with the Winchesters and hunt with them. They finally know about her illness but don’t realize how bad it is until one night she has to share a bed with one of the brothers and her medication fails to stop the tremors in her body. Life, for the her, Sam, and Dean, will change and they look forward to this new adventure.

Actors

Chris Evans

So Good For Me - onshot, smut - tumblr | AO3 (Chris x Reader) In the early hours of the morning, (Y/n) wakes Chris up, slowly, and teasingly.

Characters

Loki

Good Enough - multi book series (Loki x Plus Size Reader)

Book One: The Time Before - tumblr | AO3 (Y/n) is an Avenger. Her powers are healing and destructive. She doesn’t look like a superhero but she also moves in a way you wouldn’t expect, looking at her. Book one explores her place in the Avenger Tower.

Polyamorous Pairings

Chance Encounters - series, smut - tumblr | AO3 (Plus Size Reader x Bucky x Clint) Running more behind then she’d like, (Y/n) has to use the gym and shower at the tower. A chance encounter changes everything.

Lace and High Heels - complete series, smut - tumblr | AO3 [Loki x Plus Size Reader x OMC (unnamed husband)] Her, and her husband, are invited to New York, to visit with a friend. While in town, their friend invites the couple to an exclusive pajama party, where anything goes. She meets a very interesting man, and naughtiness ensues.

Non-Polyamorous Parings

WinterHawk

Too Much, But Not Enough - oneshot, smut - tumblr | AO3 (WinterHawk) It's the middle of a record heatwave in New York, and Clint and Bucky find a way to pass the time on their first day off together in a very long time.

Marvel AU/Crackfic/Darkfic

The Metal Arms Inn - series, eventual smut - tumblr | AO3 (Bucky x Plus Size Reader) [semi hiatus] She, Sam, and Dean happen upon the only Inn in like 100 miles of the area they were hunting in. Needing a place to stop and rest, that isn’t the inside of the car, they brave the dark dirt road, lit with a single lit up sign with the name of the place. She realizes there’s something VERY familiar about the owner and bartender of the place. This is the story of how they all met, and how (y/n) and Bucky heal each other, fall in love, and how the four of them hunt together and save the world.

Multi-Fandom Crossovers

A Birthday Celebration - complete series, smut - tumblr | AO3 Supernatural, Once Upon A Time, Constantine (2005), BBC’s Sherlock, MCU, X-Men, Criminal Minds (Benny Lafitte x Reader, Remy LeBeau x Reader, Dean Winchester x Reader, Benny Lafitte x Remy LeBeau, Benny Lafitte x Dean Winchester) Today is your birthday. Waking from your slumber, you realize that today is not going to be as ordinary as you originally thought it was going to be.

(Orcs, elves, seelie/unseelie/fae, kelpies,mimics, vampires, demons, naga, werewolves, various merfolk, forest spirits, gargoyles, etc etc)

Orcs

Orc Boyfriend Borlin - oneshot, smut - tumblr | AO3 (Borlin x plus size!Reader) She gets lots on her way to a village to sell her wares. She ends up in a different village and meets a man that will change the course of her future.

Characters:

Poe Dameron

Writing Excerpt - NSFW! smut - tumblr | AO3 (Poe Dameron x Reader) A while back, I was commissioned to write this sex scene for a fic someone wrote. I wanted to share this with you all since it is a thing I wrote. Essentially, FO!Poe deflects, joins the right side, and instantly there’s chemistry between him and the Commander assigned to keep watch over him to ensure that Poe isn't actually a spy and has actually deflected. This is the passionate sex scene that results after a hostile meeting and both grating on each other's nerves. Reader is forced to bunk with him until he can prove his place. I hope you enjoy it! Blatant Princess Bride reference, lol

Headcanons and Imagines

(coming soon)

#written by CarryOnMySwanSong #CarryOnMySwanSong's Masterlist #Mobile Masterlist #lemons #j'ai écrit ceci #texte

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