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Author: @stiles-o-dylan24​​​ 
Pairing: Dylan O’Brien x Addison(Addy) Young  
Word Count: 9878
Warnings: language, that’s basically it I think?

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Addy POV

Following the directions given to the car that picked me up from the airport, we drive down the city streets of Baton Rouge where the cast is staying at a Hotel while they film.

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I nervously pulled on my dress as we waited in the movie theater lobby for the rest of our group.

“It’s not going to get longer just because you keep pulling on it.”

I looked up to see Dave smirking at me as he walked over. “I know,” I sighed. “I just… I hate big group dates. Especially blind dates. Why did the girls think this was a good idea?”

I sat down on a nearby bench, wanting nothing more than to run home. I bit my lip as Dave sat next to me.

“Y/N,” he said gently. When I didn’t look at him, he reached over and grabbed my hand. “If you don’t want to do this or be here, then why did you say yes?”

I sighed, knowing he had a point. “Maddy and Lulu have been bugging me for weeks about setting me up with this guy. I only said yes so they would stop bringing up how incredible Jeff is or how funny he is or how sweet he is.”

“If you don’t want to be here, let’s just go. I’ll take you home right now.”

I looked up at Dave and laughed. “We can’t stand up our dates, Dave. We agreed to be here.”

“Well,” he said, clearing his throat. “My date already canceled.”

I turned towards him, my eyes wide. “Really? I’m sorry, Dave… Wait,” I said slowly. “If she canceled on you, why are you here?”

He reached up and scratched the back of his neck. “Well, I knew how nervous you were and I wanted to be here for you.”

I smiled before leaning over and pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. “Thank you,” I whispered as I leaned my chin on his shoulder.

“So?” He asked after a few seconds of neither one of us moving. “Wanna ditch?”

I sat up and hesitated. I looked up at him and bit my lip. “I’m sorry,” I finally said. “I would. I just… I don’t want to… I’d feel guilty if I… I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” he said quickly, trying to reassure me.

We were silent for a few moments before it got too much for me. “I’m sorry your date canceled,” I said to fill the silence.

“It’s whatever,” he shrugged. Even though he was acting like it wasn’t a big deal, I knew he was lying.

“She’s missing out,” I smiled.

“Is she?” He scoffed.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It’s just,” he stuttered. I watched as my best friend ran his fingers through his hair, sighing. “This seems to always happen. I just don’t have luck with girls.”

“Maybe you aren’t meeting the right girls,” I tried to offer.

“Or maybe I’m just…”

“Dave,” I cut him off. “Don’t you dare finish that thought. If girls can’t see how amazing you are, then it’s their loss. Soon you will find a girl who is just as crazy about you as you are her. You just got to wait.”

“I don’t think waiting is my problem, Y/N. I think I’ve gotten to the point where I’m just…” He shrugged, not finishing his thought.

“Come on, confidence is sexy, Hodgman.” I teased him. He looked over at me, a small smile forming.

“I know,” he sighed. “That’s what my mom keeps telling me.”

I laughed as I playfully nudged his shoulder. “Don’t worry, Dave. She’s out there. She’s taking a while to get here, but when she does…”

He cut me off as he grabbed my chin and pressed his lips to mine. I froze, shocked that my best friend was kissing me. As soon as I was about to start kissing him back, he pulled away quickly.

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Prompt: “And I guess… when it comes down to it, I trust you.”

A/N: So, here it is! Officially onto the final half of the season! Only four more parts after this one. Which is just absolutely…. crazy.

Anyways, the next few parts will be a bit different then normal but I think it’s worth it and a lot of you seemed to like the idea of it as well. So, hopefully you all enjoy it!

Send me a little comment in the ask section or leave it below on what you thought of this chapter. As usual, I hope you all enjoyed!

AGAIN, remember if you’d like me to continue this series, just leave a little comment or an ask letting me know. I will NOT continue the series if no one wants me to.

Please don’t plagiarize my work!

Pairing: Stiles x McCall!Reader

Based off of: Teen Wolf 06x11 & 06x12

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Originally posted by alina-horanx3

“It’s amazing! It’s just… It’s amazing…”

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Summary: Stydia smut; Lydia edging Stiles/being super sadistic

TW: SMUT


Stiles had approached Lydia about it one night. He’d been blunt with it and Lydia just looked at him narrowing her eyes and tilting her head confused.
“You want me to edge you? Like sexually? Doesn’t that hurt?” Lydia looks worriedly and Stiles swallows nodding.
“I want it to hurt.” Stiles assures her and Lydia’s face lights up.
“Oh I can make it hurt.”

It’s only two days later when Stiles finds himself at her house; alone with her and the array of ropes, handcuffs and whips she’d slowly been collecting. Stiles doesn’t look at everything laid out on her desk, just sitting on her bed and taking his shirt and pants off when she asks him too.
“Do you really think you can take this? Are you serious Stiles?” Lydia huffs a laugh and Stiles looks helplessly at her as she grins down; he winces softly when her heel hits the soft flesh of the back of his knees.
“Honestly Stiles you think you’d never kneeled in front of me before.” She kicks him slightly more forcefully and he straightens up from where she’d shoved him off her bed.


“You’ll be good won’t you?” She smirks and Stiles nods as she traces her nails down his bare chest before digging them into the skin around his hips.
“Do you want me to mark you like I did last time? You remember how shocked Scott was when he saw, at training? And Allison; did you know she asked me if I could teach her? That Scott wanted to be like you? So we have to show them don’t we? Show them how good you are at being my bitch right?” Lydia grips Stiles jaw in her hand grinning. Her free hand taps the bedpost and she watches as his eyes widen when she moves her free hand to wrap around his dick.
“Awww were you expecting me to use my mouth? Do you really think I’d ruin my lipstick on your dick right away? The entire point of this is for you to hurt; for you to be pushed to the edge and pulled back as many times as I want.” She drags her nails softly against his shaft before pushing her hand roughly down so Stiles grinds into her hand.


“Be careful about moving. Too much and it’ll be over and then you’d have to be punished.” Stiles nods. Lydia smirks and pulls her hand away.
“You know; I’m thinking you can be edged four times; since it’s only our first time trying that; do you think that’s a good number? Hm Stiles?” Lydia laughs as she speaks her hand returning to his dick and Stiles moaning in surprise.
“Are you going to answer?” She hisses and Stiles nods gasping when he can feel one of her nails brushing the tip of his dick.
“Yes; four is good; four is good.” He groans grinding into her hand and she pulls away; he pants slightly frowning at her.
“I wasn’t even close….”
“Well I don’t know that, I’m not you. You need to be more vocal; there’s no one else here.” Lydia nods encouragingly and Stiles nods back before she moves her hands away carefully tying rope around his hands and wrists so they’re pushed behind him. She then ties this rope back to the bed so Stiles can’t move his arms as he kneels in front of the bed. Lydia grins crouching down slightly before nodding to the bed.


“You can sit on it; I wouldn’t want you legs giving out and getting carpet burn; not yet anyways.” She grins and Stiles sighs, shaking slightly.
“Aww you struggling already?”
“A little; it’s already better than I thought.”
“Oh?’ Lydia leans forward to kiss him and he can feel her grin after she bits his lip while her hand returns to his dick and he moans grinding into her hand.
She pulls back only slightly sifting around so she’s now straddling him pressing him back onto the bed slightly; she can hear him groan, the strain on his arms growing as she grinds on his dick.


“Does this feel good?” She smiles kissing him again and Stiles smirk when he hears her moan, he’d hissed in pain when she’d rubbed up on the tip of his dick, he knew she enjoyed his pain and that was probably why he was so in love with her. He wanted to be told what to do and when to do things and Lydia loved controlling him in this way, behind the scenes and purely something the both of them could enjoy in secret without shame between the other.

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Request: Hi! Just wanted to start by saying how much i love your writing! May I request a Stiles x reader where the reader gets taken by one of the enemies (you decide) to get to the pack and stiles (her boyfriend)? and they find her but she’s like barely holding on and she’s in hospital with stiles at her bedside and he’s really worried? but she wakes up and it’s all fluffy and soft with them being all in love? thank you!🥰

Pairing: Stiles Stilinski x Reader
Word Count: 1,091
Please don’t plagiarize my work!

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Originally posted by stilesedit

There’s a dull ache. It surrounds your entire body.

You hear voices and they’re distant. You can’t recognize any of them. They’re mumbled together, a blur of slurred words that make the pounding in your head hurt more. 

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Stiles’s POV

Derek and I have always had our back and forth. It got worse when I started dating his sister. Y/N Hale is the only one in her family who isn’t a werewolf. That’s how she and I bonded. She understood what I felt like in the pack as the only human because she has felt the same way in her family.

We started dating after we got drunk and made out at a pack party. Instead of avoiding her forever, we went to get coffee and talked about it the next day. I finally told her how much I liked her.

When Derek found out we were dating, he cornered me at school and threatened to tear my throat out if I didn’t leave her alone. He would’ve killed me if Y/N hadn’t walked down the hallway and seen him corner me. Instead of killing me for dating her, he threatened to kill me if I hurt her.

“Stiles,” Derek sighed as he opened the door to his loft. “I’m guessing you’re here for Y/N.”

“Uh yeah,” I stuttered.

I waited for him to say something but he just stared at me with his Derek Glare. I looked behind him when Y/N walked down the stairs. She smirked when she saw Derek blocking the door.

“Derek,” she sighed. “Let him in.”

He looked over his shoulder at her and sighed. “Derek,” she chuckled. “Come on.”

She walked over to him and grabbed his hand, pulling him away from the door. “Hi, babe,” she smiled as she greeted me. She stood on her toes and pressed a small kiss to my lips. I pulled away, fully aware of Derek watching us.

“Shall we go?” I asked, clearing my throat.

“Yep,” she smiled. “Just let me grab my purse from the kitchen.”

As she went to get her bag, I waited in the doorway trying to ignore Derek’s glare. I cleared my throat when I glanced over to see him still staring at me.

“Stiles,” he said in his deep voice.

“Derek,” I stuttered.

“Where are you two going?” He asked, cutting me off.

“We’re just going to dinner and a movie.”

“And not back to your place,” he said like a demand instead of a question.

“When will the two of you ever learn to play nice?” Y/N sighed as she walked back out.

“Probably not until you come to your senses and dump him,” Derek mumbled as he walked away.

“He didn’t mean that,” Y/N smiled as she kissed me. I sighed as I pulled out of the kiss.

“Is he ever going to like me?”

“He likes you,” she giggled. “But he liked you a lot more when you weren’t dating his little sister.”

I laughed as I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and led her out to my car. We spent the rest of the night at dinner, talking about everything except for Derek hating me. We were on our way back to my house when her phone suddenly started ringing. I looked over at Y/N to see her sigh before answering her phone.

“Derek, will you relax? We’re just going…”

I glanced over when Derek cut her off. “Derek?” She stuttered. “What’s going on?” She was quiet as he asked her something. “No,” she said slowly.

I reached over and grabbed her hand, intertwining our fingers. He said something else to her before she pulled her phone away from her ear and put it on speaker.

“Stiles,” Derek barked through Y/N’s phone. “Listen to me very carefully. Take my sister anywhere except for my loft and our old house. In fact, take her to your dad. Lock yourselves in the station.”

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“The Berserker is back.”

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Author: @jessica–writes
Characters: Dylan O’Brien x Reader
Word Count: 1,082
Warnings: Fluff, 
A/N: So, I’ve had this in the works for about a week now, lol. I went to the beach with my dad for Father’s Day and came back with my shoulders burnt. So, I thought to myself, “What would happen if…” and this came about! I really hope you guys like it! As always, read at your own risk and enjoy 😊

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Author: @writingsbychlo

Word Count: 10,635

Notes: This is the one I had you all voting on, I went with the bad-boy fic though, because it’s the one I was vibing with more and had more inspiration for.

Warnings: SMUT! Unprotected sex, public sex, voyeurism, marking, biting, underage drug use, vaguely illegal activities, vandalism, nothing too much, if we’re honest.

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Part 1

Warnings: protected sex, sexting, language

Stuart’s POV

Y/N and I stumbled into her apartment, laughing as we knocked a few things over. I pressed her against the wall without breaking our kiss. She gently pushed me back and started walking us across her apartment until we fell onto her couch.

She giggled, slightly breaking the kiss and leaning her forehead against mine. “Stuart?” The way she whispered my name sent chills up and down my spine.

“Yes, Y/N?” I asked, rubbing my nose against hers.

“I have to tell you something,” she said, leaning back slightly biting her lip.

“You could tell me just about anything and I’d believe you,” I said, laughing slightly.

“Ever since you started your internship, I’ve seen you around the office. I’ve always wanted to talk to you, but I was too nervous. I didn’t think… I thought…”

I cut off her nervous rambling by pressing my lips to hers. She giggled against my lips as she started kissing me back. She moaned as I laid us down, me hovering over her.

Y/N ran her hands through my hair, tugging slightly as our lips moved in sync. I pulled away and immediately started kissing her neck. She moaned as she titled her head back, giving me more access to her skin.

I leaned up, my lips grazing her ear as I whispered, “I’ve had a crush on you since I started working here, too.”

“Oh good,” she moaned. “That makes this a lot easier.”

I sat up, smirking down at her. “Hopefully not that easy.”

She looked up at me, blushing as she bit her lip. She looked down as she slid her hands up and down my chest. “Do you… Do you want to take this upstairs?”

I nodded as I sat up and grabbed her hand. I smirked as I pulled her to her feet. She walked passed me, pulling me behind her as she headed upstairs.

When we got to a room I’m guessing was hers, she turned around. I watched as she nervously chewed on her bottom lip.

“I just… I don’t want to feel like this is a one-night stand,” she said with red cheeks as she looked down at our intertwined hands.

“Hey,” I said gently. Y/N slowly looked up at me, nervously biting her lip. “This is definitely not a one-night stand.”

“Really?” She stuttered.

“Of course it isn’t,” I chuckled. “I’ve had a crazy crush of you for too long. There’s no way I’m letting this be a one night stand.”

She grabbed my cardigan and pulled me into her chest. As she pressed her lips to mine, she slid my cardigan off making it fall to the ground. Our lips moved in sync as she reached behind herself and opened the door. I laughed against her lips as she kicked the door open.

I reached around her, not breaking the kiss, as I squeezed her ass. I felt her smirk against my lips as she jumped, wrapping her legs around my waist. I instantly caught her and carried her into her room. When we got to her bed, I crawled onto it, still holding her in my arms.

Y/N moaned as I carefully laid us down without breaking the kiss. As our lips moved in sync, Y/N slid her hands under my shirt and up my chest. I moaned against her lips as she thumbed my nipples.

I broke the kiss, roughly tearing my shirt off and tossing it behind me. Y/N smiled as I pulled her so she was sitting up too. I held back a moan as she pulled her shirt over her head, tossing it the same direction as mine.

I couldn’t hold the moan back any longer as I saw the lace on her bra. I looked back up at her to see her cheeks burning red.

“You still want to do this, right?” I asked, looking into her eyes. “The last thing I want to do is screw this up because I really like you.”

“I really like you too, Stuart.”

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Part 2

Stuart’s POV

Three years ago, Y/F/N Y/L/N went through the internship trials. She got the internship and that turned into a full-time graphic designing job.

This past summer, I went through the internship trails with my group. By some miracle, we got the internship.

And now, I’m interning in the office next door to hers. Which means I see her every single day.

It’s torture… Well, sort of.

Every day I see her and she’s practically perfect. But, of course, she has no idea who I am. I’ve tried the whole Hallmark level “meet cute” by accidentally bumping into her. But instead of looking up and falling in love with me, she stutters a sorry, picks up her stuff, and scurries off to some meeting.

My interning group and I were currently sitting outside eating lunch when something across the Google campus caught my eye. I froze when I saw Y/N walking back into the office as she rummaged through her bag. I smiled as she was somehow able to grab a file, read through it, write notes, and walk without bumping into anyone.

I jumped out of the trance she put me in when I felt something hit my head. I turned around to see my group smirking at me.

“Damn,” Nick said under his breath. “You’ve got it bad for Ms. Y/N, huh?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I stuttered and cleared my throat before going back to eating my lunch.

“We all know, Stuart,” Billy said, glancing around our table. I looked at all of their knowing looks, finally giving in.

“Okay, fine,” I sighed. “But it doesn’t matter. She’s completely oblivious to any advancement I try to make towards her.”

“Have you ever thought that, maybe, she isn’t the kind of girl who goes for guys who have "moves”? Maybe Y/N isn’t the kind of girl who goes for the douchy ladies man type?“ Neha shrugged.

"Yeah,” Nick added. “Have you thought about simply asking her out?”

“Are you kidding?” I scoffed. “She’d think I was a complete stalker freak.”

“Aren’t you?” Yo-yo said slightly under his breath. The whole group laughed at his comment as I rolled my eyes.

“Stuart,” Neha sighed once everyone had calmed down. “You say she’s ignored all your "passes”, but why not try something you’ve never done before?“

"And what’s that?” I sighed.

“Just talk to her,” she said, laughing slightly. “Go up to her, introduce yourself, and start a friendship. If she’s like most girls, Y/N would rather have a relationship that came from a friendship than one that came from a pickup line.”

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Summary: Basically the events of Teen Wolf Reunion with Dylan and his actor gf Y/n Y/L/n.

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Today was the day finally our little family was having our reunion. About 6 years ago I joined the cast of Teen Wolf back then I was a bright eyed 19 year old new hire unknown to the rest of the world before being casted as Tati, Malia’s younger half were coyote sister. The gang welcomed me with open arms but Dylan peeked my interested, I had been a huge fan of the show prior to filming and seen the few movies he’s been in, he was my favourite to say the least.


Dylan and I found a lot in common, we spent a majority of the time goofing off and having to be chased around by the crew due to our pranking antics. Tati even had a make-out scene with Stiles prior to the discovery of her being Malia’s half sister. A few months after season 3 aired Dylan and I began our relationship under wraps only those who knew about it were the cast, crew, friends and family seeing as Dyl and I are both super private people it worked until we were discovered after a slip up on his part at the San Diego Comic Con when he mentioned how ecstatic he was when he found out I’d been signed to stay on as a series regular seeing as he could spend more time with his girl, I couldn’t blame him though it was a breath of fresh air knowing we could be seen in public after the year of living in secret.

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Author: @writingsbychlo

Word Count: 7548

Notes: This is pretty much just entirely smut. There’s like no real plot here. Writing a sub character is hard enough for me as it is (peep my extreme bottom energy screaming through right now), but also void stiles is always a top. You literally cannot tell me otherwise, so I had to get creative with this.

Warnings: SMUT! Praise kink, oral (male receiving), unprotected sex, cum play, edging, overstimulation, biting, scratching, very slight bondage, technically drug use? This is full consensual but because of the kanima venom it has some odd themes, just go with it.

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Summary: Dog Toy Pt 2

TW: SMUT


You don’t have to convince Stiles of anything but you still broach the subject nervously after school asking if he would be up for a weekend shopping trip for your dog. You figure this is the best and most obvious lie that he can use as cover around everyone to talk about the idea you two had been thinking of since last week’s bedroom confession.

“You got a dog? And you didn’t tell me?”

“Stiles…” You nod to him and he grins.

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me you got a dog; you heathen.”

“Stiles.” You hiss a little and nod to him again trying to convey he’s the dog you’re talking about. He just blinks and offers a smug smile.

“Do you really think I’d go along with what you’re suggesting; I don’t want to do any pet play; just restraint; maybe ropes if you’re not understanding the reason I like the thought of the collar… Maybe a demonstration?” He hums; his hand rests at the base of your throat as his smile darkens slightly.

“Next time maybe.” He pulls back kissing your cheek as Scott appears grinning at you after greeting Stiles and Allison who had appeared in the stands.



You decide to go on the weekend with him; there was a shop you’d found that was far enough out of town you wouldn’t run into anyone and if you did you knew it was for the same reason as you were there; to not be noticed and to keep quiet; if anything you could play the angle of having gotten lost on the way out of Beacon Hills.

-Stiles is grinning from his Jeep when he pulls up to your house.

“I just need to get the directions off my phone. What?”

“We’re not just going to Deaton’s?”

“Why would we go to the vet for a collar?”

“Well you were stressing the dog collar part of it so I assumed…” He chuckles a bit and you narrow your eyes.

”Wait did you think we were going to freaking Deatons to get an actual collar? Jesus no; I did more research that could actually choke you and I don’t want to do that.” Stiles looks slightly embarrassed and then nods.

“A bit; I just assumed dog collar; we’d go to Deaton’s.. Which now that I think about it is probably better I don’t like the idea of him knowing about my sex life…”


The rest of the car ride is silent besides you giving him a few directions.

“So obviously something black? But how do you feel about it being shiny…”

“Looks tacky.” Stiles wrinkles his nose wandering slightly farther into the store.

“Spikes?”

“No I’m not going goth.”

“What about a colour? Instead of black?”
“Not pink or white and the blue I saw looks kind of like the one Lydia’s dog has.”

“I think Prada’s collar looks adorable.”

“Well yeah but do you want to think about Lydia’s dog every time you look at me?” Stiles laughs when the look of horror crosses your face.

“I didn’t think it was that bad.”


“Y/N; Stiles hey!” Liam grins from the doorway before walking over.

“What are you doing here?”

“They have the best gear; way better than that hole in the wall in beacon hills; you have good taste. Oh leather; they have a great set of cuffs that go with this; here; Hey Angie; yeah the cuffs to match this. You’re an angel.” Liam grins offering out the mentioned cuffs which are a matte leather with a soft knit on the inside. The collar is the same; a plain black strip of leather with the faintest detailing in the stitching; a decorative diamond pattern on the edges.

“You should at least try the collar on; whichever one of you is.. Too big to be you Y/N.”

“Liam what the fuck.” Stiles finally registers and Liam just grins laughing.

“I can see why you want that; he’s a bit of a slow learner; something flashy might set him back years.” You’re about to say something else but Liam shoves something else into your hands winking and almost running towards the back of the store; you hadn’t explored that far and you don’t want to think about where he’s going and what he’s going to do; and before you even consider who he’s planning on doing it with you pay for everything thanking Angie and almost running to the car. Stiles thankfully is just as flustered as you are as he drives home.


With the morning put behind you and the growing realization of what’s sitting under Stiles’ bed as you both lounge on it waiting for his dad to leave for patrol.

Stiles huffs; and you can tell he’s fed up with waiting the minute his dad closes the front door. You watch the car pulling out of the driveway as Stiles pulls his own shirt off.

“What the fuck are you doing?” You tilt your head and he freezes.

“Putting what we got on?”

“You’re going to put it on?”

“Well yeah I thought-” He doesn’t finish trailing off as he catches what Liam had given you; what he hadn’t seen you buy.


“Did you buy a gag?”

“Yes; as much as I love your pretty mouth I want you to understand what I have over you.”

“And that is?”

“Everything.” you grin as he swallows leaning forward daring you to prove it.


You can see how flushed he is just from you having carefully put the collar on; it may have had something to do with you stroking his dick while doing it, but either way you know he’s just as excited to get the cuffs on.

“Will you be good? Or will we have to use this.” You nudge the gag you’ve left on the bed and grin when Stiles’ pupils seem to dilate further.

“Maybe we should; just to be safe…” He shivers when you move closer; straddling him to press your lips to his pulling him as close as you can to make out before you pull back.

“Tap my shoulder if you need it off.”

“I ca- i-ll -alk- nda….” He struggles around the gag and you can feel your face heating up.

“You look incredible like this.”

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Author: @writingsbychlo

Word count: 16,764

Notes: There’s a few POV changes in this, it flicks between Stiles, Derek and the reader, for bets effect, just roll with it. I really loved this idea, I can’t believe it got to be so long that I had to split it into two halves, so I hope you like reading it as much as I liked writing it!

Warnings: SMUT! Loss of virginity, unprotected sex, biting, oral (female receiving) very slight cumplay. Also, mention of death, gore, injury, imprisonment, war, arson and a whole lot of violence.

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Part 1

The nights after Keller tried to kidnap me, I had nightmares. The only problem is, I couldn’t tell my dad. He already felt guilty that Keller broke in, tried to take me, and that I was the one who shot him. If he knew I was having nightmares, his guilt would get worse.

So instead, I suffered alone. After a nightmare, I’d wake up and struggle to cover my sobs. Much like tonight.

My arms were tied behind my back. The room was dark and musty. I sucked in a breath and backed as far against the wall as I could get as he walked in.

“Well well well,” Keller chuckled as he walked closer. “I have to say, Y/N, waiting on your father to pay your ransom is getting a little tiresome.”

I whimpered as he knelt down, smirking at me. “If he doesn’t pay soon, you and I are going to have some fun.”

I let out a muffled scream as he pulled out a knife, gliding the blade down my cheek.

“Fun in 3… 2…”

I woke as he was about to push the knife into my stomach. I instantly covered my mouth to stifle my sobs. I jumped when my door swung open. I looked over, still struggling to breathe as Rapp ran over to me.

“Y/N?” He said my name, the panic clear in his voice. “Are you alright? What happened?”

“I… He… He had me…waiting… a ransom… my dad,” I stuttered.

Mitch carefully cupped my face in his hands, forcing me to look at him. His thumbs rubbed my cheeks as he smiled at me. “Y/N, who’s he?”

“Keller,” I said under my breath. Mitch sighed before sitting on the edge of my bed and pulling me into his chest. He wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my back as he held me close to his chest.

“It’s alright, Y/N,” he said softly. “Just breathe. You’re safe. Keller’s gone. He can’t hurt you anymore. I’m not going to let anyone hurt you. Ever again.”

And he meant it.

Ever since Keller broke into the Barn, my father hasn’t let me out of his sight. He’s been constantly checking in on me, doubling security, and never lets me be alone. If my dad isn’t the one watching me, Mitch Rapp is with me.

He actually was the assassin to volunteer to watch me if my dad had to go meet with Irene. Surprisingly, my dad is also still allowing Rapp to train me. But only if he can stand by and observe. He watches us train, constantly reminding Rapp to take it easy on me.

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Part 1

Thomas’s POV

I continually checked on Y/N the closer we got to the station. The more I looked over at her, the more I decided that I should take her to the hospital instead.

“Where are we going?” Y/N groaned in pain as she tried to sit up.

“I figured I would take you to the hospital instead of the station,” I stuttered as I glanced back over at her. “Besides, if I took you to the station, they would just turn around and take you to the hospital. So… One less stop.”

She smiled weakly as she reached over and grabbed my hand. “It’s going to be okay, Thomas. I promise.”

I tried to send her a reassuring smile, but even I could tell that it was fake. I sighed before turning my attention back to the road. Soon, we pulled up to the hospital. I instantly jumped out and ran to Y/N’s side. I opened her door and helped her out. I wrapped my arm around her waist, supporting most of her weight.

“Thomas,” she said, breathlessly. I stopped walking and looked over at her, my heart dropping when I saw how pale she was. “I can’t… I’m dizzy.”

Right as she said that, her knees gave out. I instantly caught her, picking her up bridal style. I carried her inside, instantly catching the attention of a few nurses in the ER.

“What happened?” A nurse asked as they brought over a gurney.

“She was shot in her side.”

“How long has she been bleeding?” A doctor asked as they had me place her down on the gurney.

“About twenty minutes?” I said, unsure. “Maybe less.”

“Okay, let’s take her back. We need to get her sewn up. Double-check for internal bleeding. We need to get that bullet out of her. Now. Keep an eye on her vitals.”

I watched helplessly as they rolled her back into an operating room. “I’ll be out here,” I said under my breath.

I looked over when I felt the receptionist watching me. “Is she your partner?” She asked, pointing at my uniform.

“Yeah,” I stuttered. “She is.”

“Well,” she smiled at me, “don’t worry. She’s going to be just fine. You can wait out here.”

“Thank you,” I said, letting out a sigh of relief as I looked back towards where they had just taken Y/N.

“In fact,” the receptionist continued, “can you come over here and fill out the paperwork? Something tells me you’ll be able to answer the questions we need.”

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“What the fuck is wrong with you!? Why would you hide an injury as bad as this!?”

“It would have just slowed us down, I couldn’t risk your life like that!”

“We could have found another way!”

“There was no other way.”

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Summary: Stiles/Reader; Reader and Stiles use handcuffs on Stiles in the bedroom as it’s reader’s birthday

TW: SMUT


”Seriously you can have anything you want as a present.” Stiles assures and you grin at him laughing a little.
“You know you’re going to regret that right?”
“I don’t think I can regret anything involving you..” He grins and you nod leaning forward to kiss him.
“I feel like that was an invitation to make me make you regret that statement.”
“It wasn’t he assures pausing kissing you to offer you part of his lunch; you shake your head already trying to figure out how to ask him about the birthday request you have.

You decide it would be easiest just to straight up ask him but plan it so it’s not just both of you awkwardly waiting for a reply.
Your chance comes when the teacher leaves you both alone to work and you grin at Stiles.
“I figured it out; you’re allowed to say no of course..”
“Hit me.”
“ Birthday sex.” Stiles tries not to laugh nodding automatically.
“I thought that was kind of a given.”


“Well yes; but..” Stiles arches his eyebrows leaning forward.
“I want to try something new.”
“New as in another person or?”
“Oh my god no! Just uh, handcuffs or like rope..”
“Oh you want to be tied up.” You chew your lip.
“No I want you to be.”
“Oh.” Is all Stiles say but you can see how his entire body tenses and his face is bright pink almost red.
“That’s a no?” You pout slightly and he shakes his head.
“I’d like that too..”

You know his dad is working late tonight so you’re not surprised when he invites you over; despite your birthday being a full week away.
“Does this mean things are going to get progressively more and more kinky as the week goes on.” You laugh and Stiles shrugs.
“I mean we’re just trying things out; nothings set in stone.” You nod back at his explanation and decide to order pizza and watch movies. That’s what the plan was but you both just end up making out instead of paying attention to whatever was on the tv and when you both start to grind against each other you agree to take everything upstairs.

”Please don’t say anything about my dad being a cop; or bastardize any like cop slang..” Stiles looks slightly nervous and you laugh shaking your head before you dip lower to kiss him. He’s distracted enough not to notice you clipping the empty handcuff to the bedrail.
“I would never make you think of your dad in the bedroom; I’d never let you think of anyone but me. Understand?” You hum pressing him back onto the headboard; he groans slightly and you can tell the handcuff is taut against his skin and you grin more pulling back only slightly so he has to strain against it.
“Y/N; stop teasing…”
“I thought you said I could have anything I wanted for my birthday, Stiles? You’re not about to go back on your promise are you?” You pout and he sighs shaking his head and you lean back towards him kissing him; deepening it so you move closer grinding slightly on him.


“You’re sure about this?” You hum when he nods; his free hand pushing you against him; you bite his lip and pull back.
“No hands; or I’ll cuff that one too.” You speak into his skin in between giving him another hickey.
“Do you like this?” You hum as you force him to tilt his head back so he’s staring at the ceiling.
“You like being tied up? Defenseless? Vulnerable to me? Letting me do what I want to you?” You punctuate each question by grinding against his dick. He whines but doesn’t nod or say yes.
“Tell me.” You growl into his ear and he groans back.
“Yes; I like it; but because it’s you. I’d let you do anything you want to me if it made you happy.” You pull back slightly to look him in the eyes sighing and resting your forehead against his.


“That’s so sweet but-” You pause; Stiles having hooked another set of handcuffs so you mirror him; one handcuffed to the bedrail and the other free.
“You little-” You hiss but are cut off by him kissing you deeply.
“You really thought I wouldn’t surprise you on your birthday..” He hums into your ear and you can feel his fingers moving over your underwear and you moan moving closer and grinding down on them.
“S-Stiles; stop teasing….”
“You’re really going to make me ruin your birthday present?” He grins echoing your pout from earlier and you whine; before he kisses you again.
“Hush love; just let me make you happy.”

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Author: @writingsbychlo

Word Count: 13,813

Notes: Okay, hang with me because this is very AU for Void. In this is name is Noah Eli Stilinski III, and he goes by ‘E’ for his reputation, but she calls him Noah, because both him and Stiles are names after their grandfathers, they’re twins. He’s Noah Jr. Just roll with it, it’s worth it I swear. Also, big thanks to @fan-child​ for helping me with names and being super encouraging about this fic!

Warnings: SMUT! Includes oral (female receiving), overstimulation, biting, marking, spanking and choking. Also, mentions of adultery, and vague mentions of slight harassment and such, because she’s an omega and that, but nothing happens to her, I swear!

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