#i love scott hes great but WHAT THE FUCK MCCALL

[batcavescolony]

S5 E6 Lies Of Omission

I know why Scott is mad Theo didn't tell the actual story so he doesn't actually know but WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK SCOTT!! I get you're going through shit but you're not even gonna get Stiles actual story? Just believe Theo? Stiles is ride or die, through thick and thin, hell and back. Like yeah Scott's got a lot on his plate but that's your brother in all but blood.

#scott mccall #theo raeken #teen wolf #i love scott hes great but WHAT THE FUCK MCCALL #i have nothing against scott i like him hes the mc for a reason but i also believe in pointing out wrongs #like all of Scott's bridges have been cut off or burned but like this one should have been a no brainer #stiles doesn't kill youve known him for forever. hes faints or freeks out at blood. do you really think he could bash someones head in. #if he kills someone they deserved it and it was unavoidable #stiles could have told scott about killing a guy but also theo was manipuateing him too and scott is very vocal about not killing #like its a shit situation all around but personally im believing my bff ride or die over kid from 4th grade that showd up randomly #stiles stilinski

[jamneuromain]

Hii!!! I just read A Whiff of Blood and it was amazing!!! Omg its been a while since I read Lloyd being caring without having another motive. This is pure goodness 😍

I was wondering if there could be a scene where y/n asks to leave work early bc she has a date. Lloyd says fine but ends up at the same restaurant as her with Danny to spy🤣 and y/n saw them and this will be the first time she yells at her boss. how would the boss react? falling for her even more or trying to save his dignity and ego 😎

Hi babe! So sorry that this one-shot is taking forever to come out (and I've made a little adjustment to it :3 hope you don't mind

A Rush of Blood

Lloyd Hansen x You

Warning: Mob AU, Mob!Lloyd, Secretary!Reader, Lloyd is being a (surprisingly) softie(?

Summary: You asked whether you could leave early for a date, while Lloyd decided not to keep his feelings bottled up any more.

W/C: ~4.5k

A/N: This is the final sequel to A Whiff of Blood, Thank you for all your love for Mob!Lloyd<333

Lloyd can’t help but look at your empty seat for the fifth time in a row. The boring-ass meeting for the quarterly revenue of his properties drags on, yet you haven’t returned for a while now.

Lloyd checks his watch.

It’s been fucking two minutes and forty-two seconds since you excused yourself with your phone buzzing in hand.

The ticking watch gets him more annoyed and impatient by the second. Two minutes and forty-four seconds, two minutes and forty-five seconds, two minutes and forty-six - where the heck are you?

You pick up the call as soon as you reach your desk, “Allie?”

“Hey hon. Bad news, I’m stuck at the airport. There has been a huge blizzard here in Alaska and all flights are banned from taking off.” Allie remains her chirpy sound, but a hit of restraint peeks from her words.

Allie has been your friend since high school. You’ve bonded over the mutual love of boy bands during your teen years. Though you have moved on from your love of pop singers/bands, Allie maintains her enthusiasm for K-pop idols.

“I’m in the middle of a conference, so, sorry about making this short,” you sigh, “I assume they can’t get any plane in or out for today?”

You scheduled for fine dining with Allie at one of Lloyd’s restaurants later this evening. At this rate, you are no longer surprised if he owns the Hollywood landmark too.

“Not in this damn weather, no.” She curses under her breath, “Not for three days as far as I’m aware.”

“Jesus.” You rub your temple as it is throbbing, “Sorry about the weather. I’ll reschedule the dinner.”

“No… don’t be.” Her hesitation on the phone sounds slightly suspicious.

“Allie?” You raise your voice dangerously, “What did you do?”

“Don’t be mad,” she holds a pregnant pause, “I’ve got this really cute boy – he’s a year behind us, by the way – and he’s working now in LA, Scott McCall – that’s double C in McCall, and I planned to introduce you two during dinner.”

“The fu- Allie!” You whisper-yell in the phone, “You’re gonna dump me and let me have dinner with a completely random person?”

Allie squeezes a few dry laughs over the speaker, “Eh- Sorry?”

“You better pray there’s no plane in three days because I’m going to crawl through the phone lines and strangle you if I have the chance.” You sputter a curse, “And burn all your K-pop albums.”

She gasps, “NOT THE ALBUMS!”

Typical Allie.

“Seriously though, you had the chance of meeting him two months ago... at an exhibition. The gallery downtown near the bakery? The Retro-modern Exhibition? The one you left early? It took him a lot of strength to get to me and then to you, so … just try, okay? If it doesn’t work out, it’s fine.” Allie sounds unlike her usual self, “If it works out … I guess you’d have a great story to tell your kids.” She can’t help but joke at the end.

“Yeah yeah, ha-ha, very funny.” With a sigh, you agree to her match-making plan, “Fine. But I really have to go back to work now, ‘kay?” You roll your eyes instinctively when the other end of the phone passes a squeaky “yes” to your ears, “I’ll be there on time. Dinner, six thirty, he’d better not be late.”

“You’re my life-saver. Mwah! Love ya’ bye!” After blowing a kiss via mid-air, Allie hangs up the phone as if fearing you will regret your decision in less than a second.

You end the call at the same moment the door to the conference room swings open, and out came a few executives for his real estate.

“Sorry, Mr. Hansen,” you put your phone into your pocket, straightening your shirt because you have been leaning on your desk. You know how much Lloyd hates disturbance, and creases on a shirt.

Lloyd purses his lips with a frown, an expression he wears often to indicate he’s not happy.

“If it’s okay for you, Mr. Hansen, I’d like to leave early today.” You request rather boldly.

For three years of your work as a secretary, the only other time you left early was a medical emergency of your mother. She fell down the stairs, hit her head, and had a broken femur. Though it wasn’t much of a big deal when she was transferred to a ward later, it scared the hell out of you to take the call from the local hospital, telling you your mother was sent to the ER in an ambulance.

Lloyd was generous enough to grant you a week of leave, but you got back on Day 5 after making sure your mother was well and taken care of.

“Is your family alright?” He asks, clearly still remembering the last time when you got kidnapped on the street, for which he had to assign Claire – a bright young lady, whom you’ve grown fond of over these past weeks – to act as your bodyguard and occasionally your assistant. Under Lloyd’s orders, she went to oversee the security cam installation at your apartment door.

“They are fine.” You suppose it’s better to tell him the truth regarding your leave, rather than having him meet you in his restaurant a few hours later, “I uh… have a date tonight.”

“A date?” He raises his eyebrows, repeating syllable by syllable, “A date, you say?”

“Yes, a date.” It feels like a betrayal all of a sudden, a betrayal of your work ethic. Your throat tightens, “Ahem, I’ll be leaving at five, if that’s alright with you, Mr. Hansen.”

Lloyd studies you for a moment.

“Okay.” He shrugs, sounding carelessly, “If you finish the work for today.”

You are pretty sure that there’s no more itinerary for either Hansen or you after this meeting, but you still play your role as a dutiful secretary and ask, “Anything else you would like me to do?”

“Call James and tell him to pick up the loan I gave out to the Dawson scum, five mil’ in cash or non-bearer bonds. If Dawson returns even one dime short, I want his arm broken. And deliver the drycleaning to my place by five tonight. Tell my butler, while you’re at it, he can hold off the repair down at the basement, this can wait till January. And,” he pauses, “I want you to tell Dani, head to her place personally, and tell her that I’m cancelling the Cuban appointment.”

“Yes, Mr. Hansen.” You pick up the landline straight away, ready to dial James’ number.

“You are not taking any notes whatsoever.” Lloyd narrows his eyes, “What are the tasks I just gave you?”

Lloyd seems extra grumpy today, plus you are not a note-taker anyway. You cover the speaker with your palm, though puzzled as to why he’s moody all of a sudden, but comply with his demands, “Call James, collect the debt from Dawson; get the drycleaning to your house by five, and tell your butler Marlin not to rush on the basement repair; and lastly, tell Dani you’re cancelling the Cuban appointment.” And you have no clue what this “Cuban” appointment is. Darn, Lloyd does keep a whole lot of secrets from you, “Anything else, Mr. Hansen?”

Fuck.

He sounds like fucking Cinderella’s stepmom dumping beans into the fireplace. Since when did he get off on ordering you around doing meaningless chores? He could perfectly do them himself, not to mention some of the biddings he has just told you were unnecessary – the basement repair? It was a damn doorknob getting stuck, not a pipeline that leaks like a faucet.

“Claire’s not here, take Avik with you.” He grumbles, returning to his office and slamming the door shut.

Avik is a silent, tanned man who often acts as Lloyd’s muscle. He emerges from thin air – or probably from some corner, standing rigidly behind you like a statue.

“Hey Avik, mind if I drive?” You put a warm smile on your face, swinging the car key on your finger.

Avik merely nods, gesturing that he’ll walk in front of you.

After picking up Lloyd’s drycleaning and telling Marlin the exact words from Lloyd's mouth, you head off to your next assignment.

Dani.

Dani is a woman approximately your age, speaks fluent Spanish, English, and Italian, probably a couple of other languages that you couldn’t understand too, and rumored to be Lloyd’s ex.

She is a charming lady living in a mansion away from the glamourous nightlife of LA, but not shy of parties. In fact, you’ve accompanied Lloyd to a few that she hosts, and if you ever need a party planner, she would be your No. 1 choice – if you can afford it.

You tap on the steering wheel somewhat anxiously, checking your watch. It’s five to six, and Dani’s residence is halfway across the city, and you have yet to finish the job that Lloyd told you to.

It feels like double standards when you explicitly told Allie that your date cannot be late.

Dani’s lovely butler, Mrs. Santos invited you in, leading you to the guest room.

“To what do I own this honor of having Lloyd’s personal assistant arriving at my place?” Dani flips her hair and giggles.

“Lloyd has sent me to tell you that,” you still remember the strange code phrase word by word, “He’s cancelling the Cuban appointment.”

Dani carefully studies you for a moment, before bursting out laughter, “He… He said that? The Cuban appointment?”

Darn, even when she’s laughing, she’s charming as always.

“Yes.” You answer her question, “If there’s no message you want me to forward to him, I’ll be out of your hair.”

Dani hangs a mysterious smile on the corner of her lips, her honey-toned skin practically gleaming as she speaks, “None. But if you don’t mind me asking, do you have any plans for tonight? I want to borrow you for one of my parties – you know,” she shrugs, “connections and all that.”

Dani’s parties are always filled with delightful cocktails and exquisite people she knows from all over the world. It’s a perfect chance to refresh your connections with all sorts of people – thieves, CEOs, fences, politicians - part of the reason why she asked you to stay.

Yet, you were already booked for tonight.

“Sorry,” you politely rejected, “I’d love to, but I have a date tonight.”

“Well, you-” Dani points at you with her perfectly manicured finger, sounding cheerful, “are welcome at my place, anytime. You can bring your date here even, if you need a place to chill.”

“Thank you, Dani.” You respond, “Have fun at your party.”

Dani cocks her head to the side. The bright flashy diamond earrings peek from under her hair, swaying as if they were about to fall. She hums thoughtfully before wishing you a pleasant evening.

As soon as you step out of her estate, Dani picks up her phone and dials Lloyd’s number, “I recall a certain someone claims that he needs absolutely no help landing a girl,” She twirls her hair around her fingertips, chuckling, “the Cuban appointment, Lloyd? Wow, you must be really desperate. Now, you want me to help you sabotage her date? That I can do...”

With Lady Luck by your side, you’ve successfully reached the restaurant five minutes early with someone already at your table, while Avik sits at a table on the other side of the aisle, keeping an eye on you.

“You must be Scott.” You pull your chair to sit, trying your best to ignore the bulk of muscles on your righthand-side, watching as the young man across the table hastily puts down his water glass and stands abruptly with his face flushed.

“H… Hi.” He can barely stop the grin on his face, “It’s so nice to finally meet you.”

Allie is right. He is cute.

Scott scratches the back of his head, plopping down on his seat, asking hesitantly, “If this is not too intrusive, how did you get a reservation? My friend has been dying to try this place for a week and the nearest spot available is three months later.”

“My boss is a close friend of the restaurant manager.” Lloyd practically runs this place. The manager gets scared shitless every time he needs to deliver the quarterly books to Lloyd and he asks you to do it in his place. Hence, he’s greatly in your debt. But you are not going to tell Scott you work for the largest gang in the city, so you feign your interest and ask, “What about you? Allie didn’t tell me what you do for a living.”

His face goes flushed pink again, “I uh… I work as an assistant curator,” he adds, “but I paint.”

“Oh really? That sounds fun. What do you paint?”

Scott chats on and on about his love for contemporary art and various ways of making a beautiful moment permanent when you notice Avik stands up and leaves.

“… sorry,” you apologize to Scott, for you have missed the question he asks, having paid too much attention to the bodyguard Avik who doesn’t seem like returning, “what was that again?”

Scott shuts his mouth momentarily before managing a small smile, “I was just thinking that we should get the waiter. Is there anything you like on the menu?”

The food was divine, and the wine was savory too. Though the waiters seemed a little distracted – you guessed it was probably their boss telling them to stay away from your table for you to enjoy your date. After exchanging pleasant conversations, you know it’s time to end this lovely date.

Before getting the check and leaving, you excuse yourself to freshen up.

Scott nods with his curls bouncing.

Scott is nice.

He is smart, funny, and cute with his untamed curls.

You put on a thin layer of lipstick. Looking into the mirror, the polite smile breaks away when you watch your reflection.

Scott is a decent guy. Why don’t you like him?

A vague outline rises in your head, before evaporating.

Stop it. You tell yourself. Scott is a nice guy. You should enjoy this date.

Only when your figure disappears behind a few tables, did someone sit on your spot.

“Evening.” A moustache man traces his finger on the cup from which you drank, crossing his legs, “Scotty, right?”

Scott clenches his hand on the arm of his chair, but Avik appears quietly behind him, grabbing his shoulders to have him sit down. A hard piece of metal is pressed to the back of his head. It doesn’t take much common sense to understand that Avik has a gun pointing at him.

“Don’t get all flustered,” Lloyd pours some wine into both glasses, “I’m just here to… be nice.” A wicked grin creeps up his lips as Lloyd continues, “The woman who you’re dating tonight?”

Scott gulps, squeezing a “yeah” out of his teeth.

“That’s my girl.” Lloyd dead-pans, massaging the light smudge of your lipstick on the glass, “So, if you have any wrong idea, or any thoughts about her…” Lloyd has a cold gleam in his eyes, shakes his head and tuts, “Don’t.”

Poor Scott has his face drained of colors. His lips quivering, “I-I’m not- I don’t want to be part of this…”

“Good.” Lloyd smirks. Drinking from your glass, he licks his lips to savour the sweet honey taste of your lipstick, before giving his final order, “Now be a good boy, say your ‘nighty night’s, and get the fuck out of my turf.”

“Boss.” Avik’s eyes dart to the lavatory, signalling that you are approaching this table.

“Aaaand that’s my cue.” Lloyd stands up from the chair, looking content, “Keep this little interaction between us, will ya’?” He pouts, “I’d hate if she gets upset.”

By the time you reach this table, Scott sweats in buckets like he has just been to a sauna.

“Is everything alright?” You can’t help but ask.

“Yeah… yeah.” Scott could barely mask his trembling voice, or keep his eye contact, “I’m … feeling uncomfortable… right now.”

“Is it the food? Do you need to go to the bathroom?”

“No… I mean, I think so. The asparagus was raw.” Scott wipes the sweat off his pale face, “It’s been lovely, but …”

Your eyes dart to the table where Avik was sitting. Nope, he isn’t there. For a second you thought that Avik might have terrorized Scott into backing out. Such a stupid idea, why would Avik do that? You throw this thought to the back of your head, before suggesting if Scott needs a lift home, or to the hospital.

Scott nearly jumps from his spot upon hearing the offer, which confuses you as he avoids speaking or looking at you, as if you were a plague.

He takes his belongings, bids you good night before sprinting out of the restaurant.

What the fuck have you done???

You trouble yourself with the question when Avik returns to your side without a single sound, “Avik, I was wondering where you’ve been.”

“The backroom where I can observe the surveillance footage, ma’am.” His voice booms, “Shall I drive you home?”

“Yes, I suppose.” You sigh.

Avik gestures for you to walk, but you stop in your tracks.

“Avik?”

“Yes, Ma’am?”

“Did you have any food yet?”

You did not see him ordering anything when he was sitting across the aisle, nor do you believe that he’d risk losing his job over some half-cooked asparagus.

“… No Ma’am.”

You pinch the bridge of your nose. The exhaustion of trying to satisfy Lloyd’s tasks and doubting whether he’s being paranoid again takes over you for so long, you seem to lose a little bit of human emotions – neglecting dutiful Avik, as a result.

“Sorry about that, Avik.” You apologize, feeling slightly better that you’ve come to your senses after a long day, “I’ll have them prepare something vegan for takeaway.”

“…thank you, Ma’am.”

Grabbing a waiter passing by, you tell him about your request, before resting on your chair.

Out of sheer boredom, you tap on your glass, scraping the lipstick smudge off the crystal-clear surface with a used napkin.

Avik coughs as if he has just choked on his own spit.

“Everything alright, Avik?”

It seems like you’ve said this for the second time tonight.

“Yes. Ahem. Yes, all is well.” Avik clears his throat uncomfortably.

“Because you can totally have tonight off. I’m more than capable of driving home myself.” You offer sweetly, expecting him to take the suggestion and leave you here.

“Thank you, Ma’am.” Avik replies rigidly, his shirt collar tightening around his tanned skin as he speaks, “Thank you, but your safety is my priority.”

You should have known better than to negotiate with Lloyd’s muscle. They follow his orders like workers around a queen bee. Pursing your lips together, you decide not to spend time bargaining with Avik, but scroll on social media to distract yourself.

Avik lets out a long, slow exhale when you are focusing on your phone. He’s great at bodyguarding, but terrible at being a double agent.

The takeaway package arrives shortly – or it could be you are too tied up in the TikTok drama to notice time slipping away from the tip of your fingers. Avik takes the wheel while you sit in the back, trying hard not to think about the sudden change in Scott’s attitude.

It’s not like you don’t enjoy Scott’s company. You do. But Scott’s dashing out of the restaurant leaves a certain impression that you don’t think you’d forget anytime soon. Maybe the food was raw. Or burned. Or he had some pills. Still, it doesn’t explain why he ran out of the place like a bloodhound was chasing him.

Or is there something wrong with you? Something he’d grow repulsive of?

“Stop the car, please.” The thoughts in your head are preventing you from breathing. With Avik’s puzzled frown in the rearview mirror, you shrug, “You can go park the car. I want to have a little walk and some fresh air.”

After what must be an internal debate in Avik’s silence, he slowly stops at the curb, agreeing for you to have your fresh air.

The street is silent, not a living soul in sight. You close your eyes and breathe in the fresh air.

Oh well, maybe the air is not so fresh after all, with the smell of gasoline and dust and … smoke?

You turn around.

Lloyd’s Rolls-Royce follows you like a toddler in small steps, with a hand outstretched from the window that flicks his cigarette stub to the curb.

“Mr. Hansen?” You could’ve been dreaming. Why would Lloyd’s car follow you? Why – “What are you doing here?”

Lloyd steps out of the vehicle, popping a peppermint into his mouth. Crushing the candy with his jaw, he mumbles, “Just having a late-night stroll.”

A ridiculous idea comes into mind, and you ask in disbelief: “Are you following me?”

“No.” Lloyd stares at you straight into your eyes, but you’ve seen him lie better, “This is my turf. And you can’t ban me from patrolling my own territory.”

You can’t help but roll your eyes.

Sure. Patrolling. Very convincing. He just happened to stumble in front of your apartment building among hundreds of thousands of streets.

“Of course.” Maybe it’s the wine, because for crying out loud you would be tongue-tied if you were to say this at work, but the sarcasm drips out of your tone like water out of a broken faucet, because you are not in the mood. At all. “Good night, Mr. Hansen.”

“I had a great night.” Since he counts the scurrying of one horny young man as a win, Lloyd casually drops, “Can’t say the same about you.”

What the heck is wrong with him?

Now it’s definitely the wine that does the talking, as you poke him square in the chest with your index finger, your voice littered with fury, “It’s after-hours, and you don’t own my after-hours, in case you don’t have a watch, okay?”

Lloyd offers his characteristic lop-sided smile, “What - you’re gonna buy me one?”

“No?!” You huff out in disbelief. Has he taken hallucinating drugs? Why on earth is he acting funny? “This is not - look, Mr. Hansen-”

Lloyd steps closer. You get that whiff of smoke from his body, and the musky cologne that he occasionally uses in rare circumstances, and your words somehow get stuck in your throat.

“Lloyd.” He pronounces his name, loud and clear, “C’mon sunshine, lllllloyd.”

Lloyd. The name rolls to the tip of your tongue. It feels natural and soft, unlike Lloyd Hansen himself. But the syllable drives your heartbeat wild. He is your boss. You are obligated to call him Mr. Hansen.

Well, maybe not obligated. But you would feel more comfortable calling him Mr. Hansen. The name Lloyd sounds like an over-step of your work relationship.

Your work. Your beloved secretary job. Which is fine. Which you enjoy, as you handle his affairs with some effort. But the name. He’s asking you to call him Lloyd and that sounds more intimate than what you should be calling your boss.

“I- ” You are at a loss of words. What does he want? Does he want you to be his mistress? Which is ridiculous, because you don’t want to be the type of canary living in a birdcage and sing for him whenever he pleases. More importantly, he cannot be having thoughts about you – or does he want this to be a one-night thing where he could pull up his pants and comment on how long since he had a good fuck?

-stop it. It’s an insane thought. He’s not interested. So are you.

You accidentally look at his eyes, and you recognize the burning desire rooting deep down. It scorches you instantly as your eyes meet, before you lower your head to avoid the demanding gaze.

“You’re my boss…” You mutter weakly, knowing well that this stupid excuse does not prevent you from enjoying (or feeling safe at) Lloyd’s presence – most of the time, when he’s not bloody or throwing punches – or from the plain fact that maybe, just maybe that you feel a little different towards him, and that for the briefest of moments, you wished that he was sitting across the dinner table tonight, taking you out on a date.

Lloyd’s expression goes still for a second.

You can’t tell whether he’s mad or upset.

He sighs, taking a step towards you to close the space between you two, before framing your face in his hands and whispering in frustration, “God, you’re so dumb.”

His lips are soft, contrary to his mean words. They land on you with a bitter taste of burned tobacco, as his tongue swipes the seam of your lips, forcing an embarrassing mewl out of you.

It felt like Lloyd and his roughness. It felt like an iceberg breaking into chucks, whales lifting their head to breathe and the dam that withholds feelings inside your head cracks. It felt … right.

He slowly breaks away the kiss, sighing again, right next to your lips, his moustache making your cheek itch.

“Am I about to get a kick in the balls?” He asks softly, nose gently rubbing on yours.

“No…no.” Not that you don’t want to, because how dares he! Following you and kissing you like that! But because your head turning into a warm mush.

“Good.” He nibbles on your lips, you can feel his lips curving into a smile, “ ’cause I kinda like them.”

“Hmm?”

“Never mind.” He lands another kiss on you before pulling away. The bad-boy grin visible on his face.

You feel like you need to say something. Anything. So, you open your mouth and: “Do you want … a cup of coffee at my place?”

Lloyd cocks his eyebrows in surprise, but there’s no way he’d let slip of this chance, “Sure, why not.”

The mush in your brain refuses to leave. Your body acts on auto-pilot, leading you away from him.

You don’t even notice that he’s not following you this time, until he calls your name out of the blue, with a hint of amusement in his tone.

“Yes, Mr. Hansen?”

Lloyd decides to let slip of your poor choice of words this time, simply pointing his thumb in the other direction: “Your home is this way.”

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[pottersfieldcustodian]

Things I would have wanted from a teen wolf movie:

(partially keeping in mind canon and what characters are not currently returning)

I could seriously sit through hours of just Scott McCall going around and doing good deeds during his college years. 

Maybe guiding young supernaturals.

He's having a good time in vet school. Probably has a rad internship where he is the most loved intern by people and animals. 

if Stiles cant be there then nothing drastic happens so it makes sense that Scott wouldn't have to call in him, 

but maybe Stiles sends him a conspiracy board in an email to be helpful. It's probably too convoluted to be legible to anyone but him. 

Scott and Malia finally get to enjoy a long term relationship uncomplicated by supernatural means.

Mason and Corey also get to have this 

If we could have Kira back I would personally love for her and Scott to get back together 

(and honestly, if they’re going to put Scott and Kira together, then Scott and Malia, and put in the scenes of Kira and Malia together they might as well all date. That might be optimistic of me.)

Speaking of Kira, would love to see her come into her power as a kitsune

would love to have her back at all actually 

Malia doesn't have to go to collage because she's skilled as fuck in other aspects and her intelligence isn't based on how well she does in school.

I feel like she would enjoy being a park ranger or something.

We actually get to see Henry Tate be the good dad who loves his daughter that we were shown he was

If Malia wants a relationship with Peter he should just get his shit together and do that for her

Lydia just gets to do what the fuck ever, completely unincumbered by gross ass men and adults telling her she doesn't know what she's talking about. 

an actual apology from Jackson would be nice if he has to be there 

Buddy duo Liam and Mason show up and they have some fun shenanigans. 

If Corey can’t be there maybe he's busy with an exchange program or an internship

They. are. all. going. to. the. same. college.

Or close by 

They just get to be regular ass teenagers because the McCall pack worked their asses off to give themselves a normal college life and to let those guys have some regular teenage years 

Scott gets to reassure Liam that he's doing a good job in Beacon Hills with help from Mason, Corey, Theo, and Alec (and eventually probably Nolan) 

"We're brothers now" and they meant that

Nolan gets therapy 

Theo gets therapy 

(They all need it)

Theo is fully a member of the pack

he has a house or an apartment

if he’s not there he’s just riding around in his stupid compensation truck 

They bring back Isaac from London and he’s doing great

Melissa and Chris should adopt that boy even if he's an adult. 

Just let him have one parental figure who is good and stays 

We finally get to see Hayden Romero do cool werewolf stunts 

they let her be more than HaydenLiam’sExGirlfriend

maybe they give her a girlfriend

Melissa/Chris and Braeden/Derek  just get to be happy 

We get Cora Hale back because both her and Derek deserve to have a normal family member who is alive and loves them after everything 

Her and Malia would also be a phenomenal cousin duo  

her and isaac get to talk about Boyd becuase they both cared about and lost him. Issac gets to talk about Erica

Maybe someone finally puts Kate Argent in jail

#this is me hating the movie in a more passive way after writing a more aggressive post for myself #and if youve seen the art on my blog #You can guess what couple id make canon in the damn movie #thiam #And if we’re really going for it Isaac either ends up with scott #Or somewhere in Scott/Kira/Malia #and becomes a son in law to Melissa and Chris rather than being adopted #teen wolf #teen wolf the movie #feel free to add #i think we're all a bit peeved at this point

[jupitermelichios]

i've got teen wolf on the brain rn, so here's every member of the hale/mccall pack listed by what their favourite video game is

scott: he has been playing world of warcraft since he was 11, and he has done basically everything it's possible to do in game, unlocked every trophy and epic mount, reached the level cap with multiple characters, and still he logs in almost every day, even after stiles got bored and moved onto other games

stiles: he gets bored of games fast, but he developed a brief but intense crush on the masterchief when he was a kid, so if asked he'll say halo

alison: she's not great at suspension of disbelief, and mostly can't be bothered with games, but she has a sims 2 build that takes nearly 30 minutes just to load because of all the mods

derek: hates playing any kind of video game, which is probably good because he would get so addicted to rts games if he ever tried one. does know a weird amount of game trivia and lore though, because he goes away and researches every one of stiles's new hyperfixations but then actually sticks with them, unlike stiles. do you want halo lore? because derek has it, and he is desperate for someone to share it with

erica: she tells people it's metro 2033. it's actually barbie horse adventures. it's her comfort game, okay?

boyd: he played the arkham games for erica, and he loved him, but he imprinted on kirby at a young age and nothing else will ever touch it in his heart

isaac: such a sucker for roguelikes. if he knew what kinning was, he'd probably kin zagreus from hades. the fact that failing over and over is built into the game and there's no punishment is reinforcement his brain desperately needs. erica has written at least one zag/meg fic specifically for him.

lydia: she went 18 years without ever touching a video game, and then stiles persuaded her to try the witcher 3, and she was instantly addicted. if she finds out someone romanced triss over yenefer, she will take this as a personal insult

malia: it took stiles years of trying to find a game that didn't make malia immediately want to put her fist through the tv screen, but then DMC 5 came out.

kira: she likes her games fast, plotless, and button-mashy, so she likes most fighting games, but she's an absolute demon at smash

peter: you might think i'm going to say peter doesn't play games, and it's true that he doesn't admit to playing games, but it's also true that he knows nearly as much about street fighter lore as derek knows about halo, and has a frankly insane number of combos memorised. he would literally rather die than tell any of the pack this.

liam: he plays COD, you know it, I know it

cora: jeff forgot to give cora a personality beyond 'plucky' so i have no fucking idea. lets say it's horror games, because i feel like one of these weirdos ought to have strong opinions about bloodbourne and no one else is picking up the slack

jackson: madden, obviously.

danny: he believes strongly that adding an actual ui to dwarf fortress ruined it, and he was very excited about the abilty to export eve online data into excel spreadsheets

#teen wolf #mccall pack #hale pack #teen wolf meta #teen wolf headcanons #stiles stilinski #derek hale #lydia martin #long post #scott mccall #allison argent #peter hale #erica reyes #vernon boyd #isaac lahey #liam dunbar #cora hale #jackson whittemore #danny mahealani #yes i'm ignoring the post-liam kids #because i dgaf about any of them

[nephilimeq]

The Crap that is the True Alpha Plotline in Teen Wolf

Can someone explain to me what a “true alpha” is in Teen Wolf please? I see it all the fucking time (always delusional Scott McCall and Tyler Posey stans using it to prove that Scott is superior and smarter and better than everyone else and blah blah) but I have no idea what the fuck it means

--

Okay. Here we go.

Apparently (according to the writers), a “True Alpha” is when a beta werewolf becomes an alpha without killing, and instead through their own sheer strength of will, and that somehow makes them “better” than other alphas (stronger, faster, etc.).

It is the biggest bullshit that I have ever seen written into a show.

I did an entire post about how it was the equivalent of handing Scott a “get out of morality jail free” card. I honestly feel that they wrote it into the show to try and salvage Scott’s character because no one was liking him anymore, and all the fans really wanted was more of the side characters. (that’s what happens when you write better side characters)

It was a pathetic, half-handed attempt to try and make the main character special and likeable again, and it failed at both.

Also, that entire plot line was one of the worst bits of acting I’ve ever seen. Look, Posey could have played Scott as sweet and bumbling and I would have loved the character! It would have been great if they had leaned into Scott’s caring side as we saw how he was with his mom in the beginning, so it would have made perfect sense! Posey was great at playing sweet and trying too hard, but putting him into a position to play a morally righteous powerful alpha was just a hard pass.

I honestly think Scott would have been likeable if he’d been more of a himbo. I liked him as a himbo in the beginning because it was the perfect foil against Stiles’ shrewd and silently malicious nature. They could have done so much with that...but instead they turned Scott into a self-righteous prick, who was all “I’m the True Alpha, and other people can deal with the consequences of my shitty, under thought actions on their own” kind of guy.

So, to sum up, a True Alpha is a douchecanoe -- it is the cheap, crappy tampon of writing, trying to soak up all of the character deficits of Scott McCall that the writers decided not to address or fix by being better writers.

#submission #teen wolf meta #teen wolf #meta analysis #scott mccall is a bad friend #true alpha #true alpha crap #bad writing #they could have done so much more #if they just admitted that Scott was a himbo #himbo scott mccall #character analysis #npheq ask and answer

[houseofpendragons]

Thoughts on Teen Wolf the Movie while watching it (SPOILERS) pt.1

Before I even start let me say that they should've just made it another 12 or 10 or hell even an 8 episode mini series

Should've opened with Isaac instead of Liam and Hikari in Japan smh. He was the last one to have the triskele box, how tf did Liam get it? (I do understand that Daniel Sharman couldn't be in the film but still...at least give me an explanation)

I don't care what they say, Hikari was supposed to be Kira and Hikari wasn't supposed to even exist. Liam and Hikari are clearly what Scott & Kira Should've been, minus the restaurant in Japan, if they'd done the right thing and brought Kira back in the last season. He said he'd wait for her😭. (Though I Stan the actress for not coming back when they were going to pay her white female castmates more than her. Honestly fuck them for that)

Why does Liam own a restaurant in Japan. How did we get here in our lives. Liam u supposed to be protecting Beacon Hills. Also idk what career I though Liam would get but it definitely wouldn't have been restaurant owner. I can see him as a coach maybe (at Devonford Prep in honor of Brett; huh maybe I did know what career I thought he'd have🤔)

Damn y'all really keeping Nogi with teas and spices. Ig hiding it in plain sight works idk 🤷‍♀️

Why Liam fall like that 😭

Damn Nogi really reminding me of the Witch from Narnia when she appeared in that ice wall thing in the second movie

also if Nogi can talk through that thing, why hasn't he manipulate someone into setting him free already

Though that Nogi was like a regular fly, not a firefly...

Scott being call "The Alpha" like they'll never know🤫 also like I thought Monroe went international w/ her hunting. Ain't no way Scott's just chillin all carefree enough to put his name on a business.

Yeah Scott save that doggie...oh and the little grl too. Also this would've been better plot wise if this was a flashback of Scott saving a little Hikari, it would explain how she's randomly apart of the pack now

Love how Scott's animal clinic looks like a mixture of Deaton's vet place and Derek's loft

Scott talking about having kids one day was how I knew they'd give him Eli at the end. Like wtf, he should be raised by his family, by other born wolves who know about the werewolf history that Derek did. Like hello we got great uncle Peter, auntie Cora, and hell even cousin Malia. Derek WOULD NOT want his SON raised by an ARGENT!

"I didn't see it. I took my eyes off the road for like two seconds to change the song on my ipod"

Wooo spooky 👻

I said ah oop jump scare Chris "I never use the front door" Argent

Poor Chris no parent ever deserves their child to die before them

Bardo! and who stayed up all night doing research about Bardo for you, huh, Mr. McTruealphaman. KIRA!

Yes papa Argent, say fuck

Well Jeff Davis said he wanted the timeline to work out so that Eli was born before Derek returned to Beacon Hills in an interview (idk where it is and I'm too lazy to find it) and after the series finale timeskip in the last season it was 2017, its now 2026 so technically it's been 11 years Scott my boy

Look at me out here fixing the timeline for everyone😁

"I got a feeling the real answers are in Beacon Hills" Yeah no shit Chris, everything's gotta do with Beacon Hills

Scott your the alpha. Be the alpha. Quit asking other people to to decisions for you, for the love of God

So Scott I understand why you left Beacon Hills but are we going to address what happend to Monroe and the internatipnal hunters Corp? No?...okay then

Chris why did you leave mama McCall. Jeff u really out here breaking everyone up. Should've got w/ Papa Stilinski so Scott and Stiles could be brothers fr "oh what could've been"

Why the pack break up? not gonna give me an explanation again...okay I'm sensing a pattern here

Yeassss!!! Business woman Lydia, we knew u could do it. And she looks very snazzy in that white outfit with her ponytail if I do say so myself. Funny how the banshee's business has to do with sound lmao it's perfect.

Lyd!😭 Thats Mrs. Martin-Stilinski to you! Shit at least call her Lyds so that you don't sound like your calling her a lid💀

Damn u think Lydia would've learned to look at stuff by now before handing it out. Nah but on a real note I feel like she should have a better understanding of her abilities by now, and have expanded on them, and had more control of them but that might be just me

I SAID ITS MRS. MARTIN-STILINSKI Ray or whatever ur name is!

Oooo the automatic writing again

Yayyy Eli Hale! In my head Eli is a nickname for Elijah, just like Derek is a nickname Frederick (if you known you know🤣)

Hale Auto?! Ain't no way. Derek ain't a mechanic. I refuse. Terrible career choice for the man. He's rich, he ain't even gotta work

Maybe Malia could be a mechanic but I doubt it, ooo a Park Ranger would be perfect.

Love how Eli just hotwired that jeep😂. Oh and just let me say this here and get it out of my system. Eli is similar to both Stiles and Scott when they were younger but he is NOT STILES. Yes he's sarcastic and a little delinquent but do you guys know how many teenagers are sarcastic little delinquents? Alot. It's a teen thing. I was the same way (minus the crimes😂) and still am sarcastic af. Love Eli as Eli, not a mini or replacement for Stiles. Love u guys to death but we went into this knowing there was no Stiles.

Jeff Davis: No Stiles.

Us: No Stiles?

Jeff Davis: No Stiles!

Boys gonna pop a damn wheelie in fucking Roscoe

Love how Parrish just calls Mason instead of tailing him

I'm fucking dead💀they was all too scared to tell Derek (me too thou bc sourwolf is scary😶)

Why is Mason a deputy? Feel like he should be working at Lydia's, like he's right under her is what I'd say he should be doing. I could see Corey, his husband, maybe being a deputy though. *gasp* or a cute little school teacher🥺

I stand by what I said earlier, Malia should be a park ranger and I add to that by saying that she should be the consultant and not Derek (though i understand they had to reintroduce his character) she spent a lot of time in those woods, and she's more intune with her animal side than anyone else

Derek still sexy af

serial arsonist...wolf pack also has a serial arsonist. I swear to God they should've just made it a spin off instead of its own thing

You definitely should call Stiles, he's head of his own supernatural devison in the FBI👍

Love how Derek was like a fugitive for most of the series and now he works w/ the police. Eli taking up that criminal mantel now😂

I mean...is it really grand theft auto if he took it from his own dads shop🤷‍♀️🤣

Derek's got ptsd from the jeep

Eli wanted to race that grl, I now headcanon that's how he flirts. Just like his daddy he's like haha look I'm better than you at something "you wanna see some real speed bitch" (flashbacks to when Derek flirted with Paige by being an ass with that basketball, like grl just wanted to play her cello in peace and quite)

Love how Derek just like slashed the tires. Really said "i don't think so. My names Derek hale. I go way back" (I'm so sorry to anyone reading this)

Part 1-5

#teen wolf #teen wolf the movie #scott mccall #alan deaton #liam dunbar #hikari zhang #isaac lahey #derek hale #eli hale #malia tate #mason hewitt #jordan parrish #sheriff stilinski #peter hale #cora hale #corey bryant

[babeyvenus]

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 42: Disagreements Among Friends

The next day Sam met up with Stiles at his locker. He seemed to be in a frenzy and rushed to put things in his backpack.

He pulled out his phone then quickly dialed Lydia’s number as he and Sam ran down the stairs. "Lydia, for the love of God, answer your phone. There's another dead Chimera.”, he muttered in annoyance.

That crossed Carl Smith off the list of dead chimeras. So what was he? How'd he break out?

“What!?”, Sam looked at him in disbelief. "So right now, is probably not a great time to be alone with Parrish.", he said.

"If he's coming to get the body, you can't get in his way.", he said into the phone. "Lydia, do not get in his way.", he said and hung up.

"What the fuck is happening?", Sam asked Stiles. "Corey is dead.", he said. "The Dread Doctors got him. They've also killed Beth."

Sam couldn’t believe it. Beings that they couldn’t touch were killing people left and right without a purpose…

They hadn’t heard from Scott in a while as the sky began to darken and pelt rain. “We gotta go to the animal clinic.”, Stiles said, putting down his phone in the center console. "Turns out Hayden got injected with mercury from the Dread Doctors."

Sam frowned sadly. She heard about Liam's interest in Hayden. His interest quickly turned into love and now she was practically dying.

Once they got to the animal clinic, Stiles quickly got out, meeting up with a distraught Scott. "Sorry.", he said to Scott, "I had trouble starting the Jeep again. That thing's barely hanging on." Scott didn’t say anything. "I couldn't get in touch with Malia or Lydia."

Scott stared at him in silence. “Scott.”, Sam spoke up. Stiles faced Scott in confusion.

Scott took a wrench out of his jacket. He handed it to Stiles, who frowned.

"Where did you get that?", Stiles asked.

"This is yours?", Scott questioned. Stiles sighed and grabbed it. "Why didn't you tell me?", Scott asked.

"I was going to.", Stiles said. "I didn't know how to bring it up.”, he said, making Sam understand what Scott was talking about. He found out? How? From who?

Scott shook his head, "Why didn't you tell me when it happened?" Stiles looked at the wrench, "I couldn't."

"You killed him?", Scott said. "You killed Donovan?"

"Scott, he had to defend himself.", Sam countered. Scott looked at Sam in disbelief. “You knew?"

"Scott, he was going to kill my dad.", Stiles said, appalled at Scott’s behavior. "Was I supposed to just let him?"

"You weren't supposed to do this.", Scott said. Stiles looked at him sullenly. "None of us are. It happened once but should've never happened again.", Scott said.

Stiles just stared in disbelief, "You think I had a choice?"

"There's always a choice.", Scott said. “Scott, are you shitting me?”, Sam fussed in disbelief.

"Yeah, well, I can't do what you can, Scott.", Stiles yelled. "I know you wouldn't have done it. You probably would've just figured something out, right?"

Scott shrugged, "I'd try."

"Yeah, because you're Scott McCall!", Stiles yelled, angrily. "You're the true Alpha! Guess what? All of us can't be true Alphas. Some of us have to make mistakes. Some of us have to get our hands a little bloody sometimes. Some of us are human!"

"So, you had to kill him?", Scott asked.

Stiles stared at him in shock, "Scott, he was going to kill my dad."

"But the way that it happened…" Scott trailed off, "There's a point when it's…It's not just self-defense anymore!" The two stared back at the alpha in confusion.

"What are you even talking about?", Stiles yelled back. "I didn't have a choice, Scott!" Stiles shook his head, "You don't even believe me, do you?"

Scott nodded as he said, "I want to." Stiles’ shoulders lowered. "Okay, all right, so – so believe me then." Scott looked away and didn't reply. "Scott, say you believe me.", Stiles repeated, hurt.

Scott glanced at Sam as she glared at him in disbelief. "Say it." Stiles teared up. "Say you believe me."

"Stiles, we can't kill people that we're trying to save!", Scott yelled.

"Say you believe me.", Stiles repeated as he took a step towards Scott with the wrench in his hand.

Scott took a step back as he glanced over at the wrench that Stiles was holding. Stiles looked down at it, almost shocking himself. "We can't kill people!", Scott exclaimed. "Do you believe that?"

"Well, what do I do about this?", Stiles' voice broke. Scott shook his head, "Don't worry about Malia or Lydia. We'll find them. Maybe – Maybe you should talk to your dad."

Scott began to walk inside the clinic and Sam followed him. “You are out of your fucking mind.”, she growled.

Scott’s eyes trailed behind her and she quickly turned around to see Theo standing in the shadows. “I saw them.”, he said and Sam’s eyes widened.

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me.”, Scott frowned.

Sam looked at him with raised eyebrows. “Scott, you– The nerve you have is wild.”, she scoffed. “How the fuck did you even find out?”

She glared at the boy. What the hell was Theo's problem? Why was he determined to make Stiles an enemy? How'd he go from helping Stiles to making him look bad?

Before he could say any more, Sam raised a hand to stop him. “You saw them, and you didn’t think to tell anyone that Donovan was attacking him? You were there and didn’t think to help?”

Theo frowned. “I saw Stiles attacking Donovan.”

"This is how I know you’re lying. Stiles came to my house to explain everything and I even looked into his memories. Donovan attacked him first.”, she said, shocking Theo before turning to Scott. “And you. I can’t believe you.”

“We still can’t kill, Sam. I’m your alpha. You know this isn’t what we do.”, Scott said, making Sam’s eyebrows raise in challenge once more.

“You may be an alpha, Scott, but you’re not the alpha. And if you were such an alpha, the first thing that should run through your mind was the fact that someone attacked your packmate while you weren't there. That’s what alphas do. They care about those in their packs.”, she said, making Scott look down in shame.

“You know Stiles as much as I do. That boy doesn’t go around attacking people without a reason. Why are you acting like you don’t know him?”

She pointed at Theo. “He’s not even in the pack and yet you’ve been doing what he’s said for a while now. Why is that, alpha?”

Scott had nothing to say. Sam shook her head in disappointment. “When you get your head out of your ass, let me know.”, she said before leaving and finding Stiles resting his face in his hand as he sat in his jeep.

She climbed into the jeep, making Stiles look at her with reddened eyes. She sighed sadly. She didn’t wanna see her boys like this. It was unfair on both sides. All because of Theo, she knew something was up with him.

She pulled Stiles into a hug. "I'm sorry about Scott." He shook his head, "I just– I don’t understand. It’s unfair…"

She nodded and rubbed his back. “I know.”

Stiles dropped Sam off at home and she walked up to her driveway. She paused as she heard rustling and hid in the shadows of her porch to find the source of the noise.

As she snuck around her porch, she saw a huge figure in the trees ahead of her. Her heart dropped at how huge the figure was. It reminded her of Peter, but it made no sense. Peter wasn't an alpha anymore and he couldn't turn into a huge beast now that his alpha spark was taken away.

What the hell was she looking at?

She could hear aggressive sniffing as if the beast was sniffing out for someone. The only person that was with it was Sam.

She frowned as it got closer and she took a step back. She placed a hand on a shadowed part of her porch and noticed her hand phased into the shadow.

She could hear the sniffing get closer and took the chance of phasing into the shadow before the beast could catch her.

She watched as the huge beast practically filled her porch as it sniffed around. She hoped her mom wouldn't come home with this thing hunting whatever it was looking for.

After a couple of minutes, it left and Sam exited the darkness, letting out a sigh as she looked around her porch where the monster previously was. The hell was that…?

Before she could make any moves, she felt a prick at the back of her neck. She swung an arm to hit whatever it was behind her but missed, completely unbalanced and unfocused as she realized what was happening.

Someone was after her. Was it the dread doctors? Seriously, now of all times?

When she shifted her weight onto the wall of her house, she looked up to see a familiar outline of a girl.

Lightning cracked and she could see a familiar wet face.

Tracy.

Sam's vision blurred and her words were dragged. She felt almost numb and very heavy as she weakly glared at the girl. "You were s'posed t'be ded…"

Tracy didn't say anything before Sam finally passed out.

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Stiles followed Parrish, and ended up in the impound lot. Stiles hid behind the cars, crouching as he was watching Parrish find a white van. He opened up the hack revealing two body thermal caskets. He opened up the one, revealing Corey's body. Parrish closed the back of the van and got into the driver's seat, started the car and left.

The moment he was gone, Stiles got out his phone, calling Theo, and the others but no one answered him. 

Stiles sighed, still trying to call him, listening to the dial ring on his phone as he heard gravel being stepped on and headlight beaming. He turned to see Theo's truck pull up, and got off his phone once he saw Theo getting out. "Sorry! got here as fast as I could…"

"We gotta go. Now.", Stiles said, heading for the walking around to the passenger seat. "Parrish has the bodies."

*Parrish is out and he's got the bodies. We've got to find Scott.", Stiles rushed. He pulled open the door, about to get in. "And we gotta tell him." 

"Okay, wait up Stiles, wait." Theo looked at him as he stood in front of his car.

"Stiles!" Theo shouted, making him stop, eyeing him as he shut the door.

"I don't think Scott wants to talk to you right now.", Theo says. "Yeah, thanks, I'm aware of that. It doesn't matter.", Stiles dismissed, reaching for the door handle. "He needs to know about this."

"Stiles, Scott doesn't want to talk to you.", Theo repeated, smirking. Stiles frowned.

"But I think your dad does.", Theo said, pulling out an id and turned away from Stiles. "Your dad was looking for you, Stiles. He found me instead."

Stiles walked up to him. "Where is he?"

Theo glanced over his shoulder at him. "I covered for you." He flashed an ID card. "This was taken care of. If Melissa didn't find it at the hospital… Guess even the son of a cop can make mistakes."

"Did you hurt him?", Stiles asked, glaring at him.

Theo's smirk widened. "The better question is… what is Sam really?"

Stiles' head tilted a bit. He read Theo's expression which made Stiles' heart pick up in pace as he grew angry. Sam hadn't answered his phone call. She usually does. She only refuses to pick it up to text him that she was busy.

"What did you do to her?"

Theo seemed pleased at his growing scent of anger. "Even though we worked together for a short while, you two have held vital information from me about Sam. I know about Lydia. I know about Malia and Liam. I even know bits and pieces here and there about that hunter."

Theo shrugged. "But no one really told me about Sam until I had to talk to Scott about it."

He started circling around Stiles. "I learned a little something about her. She can change the sky from day to night. She can look into people's memories. Scott even said she can control shadows despite being a werewolf too. And was even affected by the Nogitsune as well.", he grinned widely. "That's perfect. I need that."

"What do you want?", Stiles gritted.

"I came for the Banshee, the girl surrounded by death. I came for the dark Kitsune, the Beta with anger issues. I came for Void Stiles and whatever Sam seems to be, it's just icing on the cake. That's the pack I want. Unfortunately, it doesn't include Scott."

Theo gave a sigh of fake disappointment. "Though, I'm sure Sam isn't gonna willingly talk so I had to make a couple of arrangements."

Stiles' eyes darkened. "What the fuck did you do.", he growled lowly, walking up to him. "You better not have laid a hand on her, or I swear–"

"Me? Hurt Sam? Oh, no, never.", Theo teased. Stiles was nearly trembling in fury now. He wanted to wring his hands around Theo's neck. To punch the smug look off of his face.

Theo may have been a werewolf, but Stiles couldn't keep his anger down and Theo knew.

"Your heartbeat's rising. Stiles. It's not because you're afraid. Nogitsune is gone, but you've still got more blood on your hands than any of us.", Theo said, giving Stiles a knowing look.

Stiles nodded. "I'm about to get more."

Theo laid Stiles' library card on the hood of his truck. "I'll tell you where your dad is.", he paused. "If you promise not to help Scott."

Theo gave a light shrug. "I may even let Sam go."

The last time someone used Sam as a bribe, they died. And in a rush, Stiles let his anger take over and punched Theo in his face.

Theo tumbled backwards, glancing at him with a wide grin. Stiles huffed as he burned his furious eyes on Theo.

"There he is! That's Void Stiles! Felt good, didn't it?", Theo encouraged. Stiles ignored him and punched him again, taking Theo down with him.

Stiles watched as Theo spat up blood, eyeing him, "We won't tell Scott. 'Cause you can't lose your best friend right? Even though we both know, you never needed him." Stiles let out a yell, glaring at Theo and gripping tightly onto Theo's collar.

"You hate me now, but you'll get it eventually. This is the hard part, cause you can't help Scott and save your dad's life. You've still got time, Stiles. You've still got time."

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Sam groaned as her eyes struggled to open. They felt heavy and she still felt weak.

As she managed to open them, she looked around at her surroundings. It was dark and it would've been perfect for her to use her powers and escape, but…

She seemed to be in a factory somewhere or at least she thought. She couldn't tell. 

"You're finally awake.", she hears and turns her head to see the Raeken boy watching her as he sat in his chair.

Sam growled weakly as she moved to stand, but couldn't as she felt her arms being restricted behind her back. Her wrists were bound in handcuffs that were chain linked to a large pipe that dwarfed her.

She was slightly shivering from being cold after last night in the rain.

"What the hell did you do to me?", Sam growled. Theo held up a small capsule filled with a liquid.

Wolfsbane.

Sam rolled her eyes. Typical.

"You and I need to have a talk, Sam.", Theo says.

“Really now?”

“I'm just curious. We worked together for a little while and you failed to give important details of you being a psychic werewolf with powers. Why? All of this could go easy if you helped a lot more than you have been."

Sam stared at Theo in bewilderment. Had Scott been blabbing his mouth to Theo? He must've not said much. Psychic werewolf? She almost wanted to laugh at the absurdity.

"Even more, you could help me. Work with me. Leave Scott. We could have our own pack that'd be way better and more powerful than Scott's pack. It's falling apart anyways.", Theo sneered.

"Theo, I don't know what type of game you think you're playing, but it's not exactly going in your favor. You're stepping into territory you may never get out of.", Sam warned.

Theo walked up to her. "You think that scares me?", he mutters before crouching in front of her. 

“We’re the same, Sam. Looking for our place in a group. Wanting to feel special. Better. More powerful than everyone else."

Sam scoffed with a laugh. "Oh… Oh, you don't know a thing about me.", she rasped. "You think I wanted this? I didn't want powers. I didn't want any of this. None of us did."

"Well, I do.", Theo says, making Sam shake her head and look away from Theo. "I want a pack much better than Scott's. Lydia, Kira, Liam, Malia, Void Stiles.", Theo listed. Sam paused.

Did he–?

She looked back up at him. "Void Stiles? You–", she scoffed another laugh and shook her head. "You don't want Void Stiles. You don't know a damn thing that fucking Nogitsune did to us. He's a fox, Theo. He's cunning, smart, and very manipulative. What makes you think he's gonna work with you, let alone work for you?"

Theo stayed quiet. "This sounds like jealousy. You want a pack better than Scott's? We are Scott's pack. You're not charming your way with us. You fucked up with Stiles and you're already fucking up with me.", Sam sneered.

She shook her head once more out of frustration. "We're just kids, Theo. You're a kid. We're supposed to go to school, the fuck do you need power for?"

Theo didn't answer and Sam frowned at him.

She shook her head. “I've already found my place. We are not the same.", she said.

"I knew something when you were in the library. You changed the sky. You can control shadows.", Theo said, raising his eyebrows and making Sam's eyes widen a bit. "You can do so much more. All you have to do is work with me. You don't have to feel restricted."

"No one's restricting me.", Sam countered.

“So, you don't hate Scott?", he asked.

"No!", Sam exclaimed with wide eyes. "Far from it. He gets on my nerves, yes. I can't stand it when he's always giving shitheads like you a chance, but I don't hate him for having morals. This isn't the first time we've had a fight. We've fought over less than this. So whatever you thought you knew about me, you don't.", Sam gritted.

Theo's eyes narrowed. "I'll know soon enough.", he said before leaving the girl alone.

She could free herself. She could. That was, if she didn't feel as weak as she did. Being under wolfsbane for this long wasn't something she was used to.

It bothered her. She felt… human again.

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"What do you mean you don't know?", Stiles asked Melissa. "Two hours ago, he was fine. Now it looks like somebody took a baseball bat to his neck."

"There could've been some minor internal.", a doctor explained, making Stiles raise an eyebrow. What did that mean?

"Did you say, "minor internal"?", Stiles asked in disbelief. "Since when is anything internal minor?" They paused as they could hear the EKG monitor beeping at a normal rate now.

"Stiles.", Melissa began but he cut her off.

"I need to know what's going on with him, okay?", Stiles said worriedly. Sheriff Stillinski was unconscious, barely breathing and very pale. The veins in his neck darkened his skin as they looked all purple.

He looked sick…

"Dr. Geyer, somebody needs to tell me what's happening.", Stiles said. No one could say anything. "Somebody needs to tell me what's happening to him!", Stiles yelled.

"We don't know.", Melissa replied softly.

Stiles wanted to say something else until his attention was brought elsewhere. His eyes burned at the sight of the alpha. He slammed the door open and went towards Scott.

Stiles grabbed Scott and slammed him into a wall. Scott groaned in pain as they both fell onto the ground.

"Where were you?", Stiles asked. Melissa and one of the cops ran towards them. "You trusted him. You believed him and now he has Sam, right?", Stiles fussed. Scott groaned in pain.

Stiles was nearly growling. "Where were you!?", Stiles yelled as he held onto Scott's collar.

"Hey, hey, hey!", Melissa yelled as she ran towards them. "Where the hell were you!?", Stiles exclaimed, angrily.

The doctor managed to get Stiles' off Scott and Melissa helped Scott get up.

Stiles struggled to get out of their grip. "Okay, okay, all right.", he exclaimed and huffed. Stiles was breathing heavily as he just stared at Scott.

"Your dad's not the only one who got hurt." Scott said. 

Stiles glared. "Oh, you'll heal.", Stiles said sarcastically.

"I'm not talking about me.", Scott said.

"It's Lydia.", Scott said. Stiles’ expression changed drastically. “Where is she?" The doctor and the cop let him go. Scott looked at the doctor and nodded then motioned to Stiles to follow him. 

Scott looked at Stiles as he arrived and walked into an empty room where there were a bunch of medications and supplies.

Stiles, Scott, Melissa, and Parrish were standing around the metallic table. "What happened?", Melissa asked. "I'm pretty sure Lydia had claw marks behind her neck.", Stiles said, shocking the woman. That meant Theo or another werewolf tried to get in her head to see memories.

"It could be a side effect of shock.", Parrish said. "She's catatonic," Stiles clarified, then he looked over at Scott. "It was Theo digging his way through her mind."

"Why would he do that?", Melissa asked.

"He's looking for something," Scott said. His mom nodded, "But what exactly?", she asked.

"The same thing he's always looking for.", Scott said.

"An advantage," Scott said. He was looking for that from the start.

Parrish looked confused. "So what did he gain by trying to kill Stilinski?"

"It left me alone with Liam.", Scott said frowned. "Theo wanted to make sure no one would be there to stop him from killing me."

"Okay, so he gutted my dad as a distraction," Stiles stated and they nodded. "We need to find this kid.", Parrish said, frowning.

Melissa disagreed, "Isn't that a little dangerous? Especially since he almost killed my son." Stiles shook his head. "Yeah, but he said he didn't want my dad to die.", Stiles declared.

"And you believe him?", Parrish asked. "He told me where to find him and Sam.", Stiles said. "So, maybe he also knows how to save my dad."

"What do you want to do?", Melissa questioned. "Talk to him?" 

Stiles spoke without hesitation. "If it saves my dad, then yeah."

"I can come with you. He doesn't know that I'm alive.", Scott said. "Maybe that gives us an advantage."

Stiles shook his head, "He'll know you're there. I just need to talk to him. Not fight him."

He started to leave but stopped when Scott’s mom spoke up, "Stiles," he turned to look at Melissa. "You can't go alone."

Parrish sighed, frustrated, "Does anyone even know how to find him?"

"We don't have to find him.", Stiles replied with a deep frown. "He'll come to me."

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[floripire]

SHIPPING INFO // ANSWER THE FOLLOWING FOR YOUR MUSE(S) SO PEOPLE KNOW HOW SHIPPING WORKS ON YOUR BLOG.

WHAT IS YOUR OTP FOR YOUR CHARACTER(S)?

@founderscouncil's jed is a big one, considering i came up with flori after reading about one of ace's wanted plots. i also like @d3adthings' pj and flori together because i think they'd be great. also, @ofvalor and i made flosie a thing - josie and flori - and i love everything about them. there is also @fatecrafted's werewolf, sylas priestly, who i love. sweet werewolf himbo who comes from a huge pack and has a lot on his shoulders. @loetise's allie is also someone that i very much adore and consider an otp for flori. platonically, flori loves the anti squad (mia, loren, faith) so fucking much. she'd fight, die and kill for them. they are her family. they're my platonic otp for sure.

HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE?

flori's in her late teens, early to mid twenties. so i would prefer to ship with muses in that same age range.

HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY ARE CONSIDERED NSFW?

when the clothes come off and stuff below the belt gets mentioned. i may rb nsfw posts on here but i mostly write it out on discord.

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING?

sorta kinda? i mean, ideally i would love for our muses to have chemistry but truthfully? if you're okay with it, i'm okay with it. so long as we keep each other in the loop about it. i've said it before and i'll say it again: i'm here to write and have a good time and i would like that to be the case for both/all of us.

WHO ARE OTHER CHARACTERS YOU SHIP YOUR CHARACTER WITH?

bear in mind, this is me throwing characters out there that i would think go well with flori - this is not me saying this should happen asap: - xavier thorpe - scott mccall - kira yukimura - maybe even liam dunbar - tory from cobra kai - hawk from cobra kai - michelle jones-watson - mcu!peter parker - mcu!harley keener - across the spiderverse's hobie brown - any of the 1996!yellowjackets ladies - olive stone - season 4!cal stone - tj morrison - apollo burns - juan ruiz - tilda weber - jack morton - alyssa drake - lilith bathory - hamish duke - randall carpio - tally craven - abigail bellweather - scylla ramshorn - raelle collar - your oc(s) and i am forever patiently waiting for the day where someone picks up colton gobbo as a fc so we can ship together lmao. look at how he looks at her in the gif.

DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU?

just let me know that you'd like a ship and we can get the ball rolling. see #4 for more information.

ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS?

i'm ship obsessed! not just about my own but about your ships as well. if we're mutuals and you've got a ship going? chances are i will ask about them. prompted, unprompted. i will love them as much as you do, i can assure you that.

ARE YOU MULTISHIP?

heck yeah!

WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM?

tvd: bonnie x happiness, first and foremost because bonnie's my girl. bonora has always intrigued me. klaroline seems fun. steroline. forwood. i've also read a couple of tylena fics here and there. i could see bonnie x elena x caroline. also bonnie x caroline. i haven't read as much bonnie x elena stuff yet, i don't think. to: i've always been a huge fan of gia x elijah and i will mourn the fact that they weren't endgame forever. i also ship @witchfirst and @savagevillain's characters together. legacies: i shipped emma x alaric for a minute before i jumped ship to dorian x emma who are, imho, superior. when it comes to the students, these are my ships: josie x rafael, mizzie, mizziethan, hosie, hafael, handon (as written out on the dash by my mutuals, specifically because i'm not as much of a fan of them in the show), handosie (forever mourning the fact that they did not go there), i'd be cool with hizzie too. cleo x kaleb. kaleb x jed. i shipped both kaleb x alyssa and jed x alyssa. and also kaleb x alyssa x jed. i was also - and mind you, this was way before cleo was even introduced - a big lizzie x kaleb stan. josie x jed is also adorable. idk if jed x lizzie was ever a thing but i'm putting them on the list also. jed x hope. cleo x hope. ethan x hope. hope x maya. i wanted more for finsie to be honest. brock x wade has always been a beloved crackship of mine; they never talked in the show but in my head, they are in love. dana x sasha x connor; sasha x connor; dana x connor; dana x sasha.

stolen from @witchwrld & @seesgood

#long post / #ooc.

[tin-wufborf]

Teen Wolf Rewatch: Season 1, Episode 1—“Wolf Moon”

All right, party people, please prepare yourself for my morally grey and overly cynical rewatch of a show I both love and hate more than anything. Also, I’m a rambler and a ranter, so this is gonna be long, no doubt.

Also, fair warning, I am not a fan of Scott McCall, so if you’re a proud card-holding member of the Scott McCall Defense Squad (dumb name btw), I recommend that you keep on scrolling because you do not want to engage in discourse with me. I am a petty little bitch and absolutely will argue with you for the sake of arguing. Ya’ll get hilariously upset about people’s dislike of him, and it gives me great joy to see the absolutely pathetic length’s you’ll go to in order to protect this piece of shit ass character.

I know he can’t help it, but I could not stop staring at DOB’s stress herpes that appears intermittently throughout this episode. Like, you can almost track what order scenes were filmed in based on the size of the middle of his top lip. Poor baby was absolutely pressed on his first real acting gig, and his body was absolutely responding to it.

As someone who is from Northern California and has spent time in our wooded areas and forests, it is laughable to me how much these Georgia woods could not be mistaken for California forests in a police lineup. Like, I know they had to make do with what they had, but holy fuck, the foliage in these two states aren’t even fucking close, my dude.

I always love that Scott has a guitar in his room throughout the entirety of the show, but we never once find out whether or not this fool can actually play. Like, it’s literal set dressing, and it’s even more hilarious when you consider that Tyler Posey actually can and does play the guitar. They could have given Scott a cool little skill if they wanted, but they were like “eh, he does lacrosse, that’s enough character traits for Scott”.

Maybe Scott had a fucking asthma attack while looking for the body because he wouldn’t just shut the fuck up and stop complaining about the thing he wasn’t forced to do. Jesus christ, Scott, shut the fuck up. We get it. You don’t wanna be here. But then, like, why did you go?

I also love that they wanted us to believe that Scott was that severely asthmatic at the beginning, but they start the show by showing him putting on a pretty impressive pull-up show and having a pretty nice body before being bitten, like ???

I love the Sheriff shining a flashlight through the sparse trees in the woods like you can’t see everything out there. You could run blindfolded through these trees and not hit a single fucking thing because everything is so damn far apart.

On a related note to the point above, where the fuck did these deer just appear from?? They literally just come from some sort of liminal space that exists behind the trees. Is there a platform nine and three-quarters situation happening in the trees of Beacon Hills?

All of the dead bodies and crime scenes in this show are so clean, my god.

I would have beat the fucking freckles off of Jackson Whittemore for how he treats people, stg. Little fucking punk-ass rich could. Ugh.

I kind of vaguely recall that the reason BHHS is all about lacrosse is that Jeff Davis was trying way too hard to be different, but like…what fucking Northern California public high school is this meant to represent? I’m not saying that it doesn’t or can’t possibly exist, but I would say that the overwhelmingly popular sports in our area are still your basic ass football, baseball, and basketball. In these parts, that’s a rich kid sport. Some public schools have lacrosse teams, but they tend to be even less popular than soccer teams out this way.

So, I love Lydia (or, more so, I love what fans have postulated about her and built her up to be in fandom because she actually kinda sucks as a character with real dimension in the show), but like…she is the worst version of a popular hot chick ever. Lydia Martin is a straight-up bitch in the first season of this show. Like…what a shallow little cunty bitch.

Will continue in a reblog because apparently this has gone on too long and Tumblr likes to tell me what to do.

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[takaraphoenix]

with the movie news, how about teen wolf for the game?

Thanks for playing, though that movie should never be the reason for anything imo! xD

3 male characters I love: STILES STILES STILES he is one of THE BEST BOYS on TV!!! I love this character so much! Second, Derek with his broody dry sarcasm, absolutely delightful. Ah, let's complete the trio of main characters and take Scott, he's honestly so funny and sweet

3 female characters I love: KIRA! I love Kira so much she is so adorable and such a disaster in the best of ways, also I'm sorry but badass kitsune??? Hot damn! Second would be Allison, I always found her incredibly compelling and I am still mad at how she died (but then I'm also still mad at how they shelved Kira. Mh. Here's a trend for you. Date Scott McCall and you get canned <_< Weird writing decisions imo, considering he's the titular lead). And thiiird Melissa McCall, she's a great mom, even if she took some to adjust to Scott's situation, once she did, she was ride and die

3 romantic ships I love: Sterek, at the top, obviously. Stiles and Derek are top-tier. From the canon ships, it'd be Scott/Allison I was honestly so surprisingly much invested in this? And then Kira/Malia, ever since their dance in the club in Mexico!!! That was so yes, finally a femslash ship has crossed my radar for this show!! They were cute and Kira deserves to be happy

3 platonic dynamics I love: Scott-Stiles, their friendship is the backbone of this franchise. Second, mh, I do find the dynamic of Scott and Derek very interesting too, particularly in fics where the McCall pack and the Hale pack coexist (as it should be). And thirdly the Lydia-Allison friendship, I love me a good girls-friendship

3 favorite moments in canon: When Stiles carried Derek in the pool, that was *chef's kiss*, absolutely. Stiles in the hospital, thinking he's going to die of the same thing his mom did, but then the nogitsune reveal - Dylan's acting was incredible in the dual role. Brilliant. Third one is really hard, because despite having such shit writing for the most part, there are absolutely brilliant comedic pearls in this show. Okay let's go with one of my favorite shots, when Stiles and Scott are in the gay bar looking for Danny and Scott suddenly realizes it's a gay bar and turns toward Stiles, who is just surrounded by drag queens and goes "ya think" like he was in his element there and Jeff still trying to convince us that boy isn't bi lol what a fool

3 favorite headcanons: BISEXUAL STILES. Boyd and Erica and Allison LIVE FUCK YOU. Hale pack coexisting with the McCall pack

3 least favorite things about it: ahahahahahaha *ugly sobbing* how do I narrow this down to 3? *more sobbing* okay top has to be the existence of season 6B that was just shit the only good thing about it was FBI!Stiles and the way Derek carried him bridal style but other than that this shit half-season has no rights. Second? KIRA and how she was shelved, like, they didn't even fridge her the way they did with Allison, letting her die a heroic sacrifice death, instead they took this young woman with her whole life ahead of her and... and... put her in the sand to be gone forever what the fuck what the fuck what the actual fuck (plus the behind the scenes shit I mean hot damn to not tell Arden that they'd write Kira out of the show???) And third is genuinely hard, like, probably the existence of this good for nothing movie sequel and that they want to make a spin-off show from it

Top Three Fandom Ask Game

#Teen Wolf #Stiles Stilinski #Sterek #Derek Hale #Kira Yukimura #Allison Argent #Top Three Ask Game #send me asks

[spikeghost]

Teen Wolf 1x03/1x04

Nightmare!Allison has a hell of a low kick

Him turning is always so damn dramatic.

They don't even get a day off for murders?

Holy shit. They actually brought the Black girl from the pilot back. She even got a line again. I really want her and stiles to interact again.

Not Lydia being secretly smart. I know Holland couldn’t relate.

I know it's the werewolf shit but Stiles being that involved in Scott's dating life is suspicious (gay) as hell.

I do like Scott's relationship with his mom

The music is so loud

Cops leaving a crime scene unguarded. How big a town is Beacon Hill supposed to be?

Yeah i still don't buy Allison and Lydia as friends. They look like they can barely tolerate each other.

Is Lydia gonna sexually harrass Mr. Argent?

They're doing a great job enforcing this curfew /s

Knowing the show won't really acknowledge Kate raping Derek takes most of the tension from Derek's scenes with Chris away. Hopefully they'll at least acknowledge her killing his family

So hunters are just assholes to be assholes?

Must be a tiny town if Melissa can afford a house this big as a single mom (i was told the fandom has agreed she got it in the divorce)

I really wanna see the hale house before the fire. It looks like it was nice

Ok My Chemical Romance! Love me some turn around and die music during a fight

I hope they play Teenagers next. It would be appropriately on the nose for this show

3 episodes in Tyler Hoechlin is becoming a bit better

These episodes go by very fast when i don't press pause every 2 minutes out of embarrassment

I love that Melissa McCall, upon seeing her son's bedroom empty during a curfew, instead of checking if her son is in the house, just sighed, said "it's above me now" and moved on. I love that woman

Should we consider werewolves as a captive species since they adhere to the alpha, beta, etc pack shit?

Kate!???

Does this man know his sister's a pedophile? Cause i got beef if he does (he does not know)

Stiles is being weird about Scott fucking

Why is that man's first instinct when dying to go to the local high school? Again, being weird!

Jackson is entering the "find out" portion of this story. Finally.

This episode is surprisingly decent so far.

STAY AWAY FROM HIM GET A JOB!

Props to Jill Wagner because she is leaning HARD into her character being a creep. Looks like she understood the gravity of what Kate did more than the writers

I had to paus the episode for a couple hours cause Scott was taking his damn time gathering the damn bullet and hovering over Kate's pack he was stressing me out/pissing me off.

I hate when a show does this thing where everybody is dumb and does the stupidest thing possible to build tension that doesn't really feel like tension but just feels frustrating to watch.

The episode was doing so good up until now... at least as good as this show can.

Oh my god why is he so slow???

I swear to god this scene feels like it's 5 minutes long and not just because i took a 2 hours long break in the middle of it.

Pretty sure that's not how sepsis works... maybe that's how magic sepsis work.

Not they're already at the arm-cutting stage. How about you wine and dine a bitch first?

How is Scott even able to function? Like he has got to be the dumbest TV character i've come across outside of a sitcom.

i am stumped trying to figure out how he even survived long enough to get bitten

mind you, I have watched 7 seasons of Charmed OG and 1 and a half season of Charmed 2018, from the age of 10 up until now. I am rewatching Mutant X this month. I KNOW stupid fucking characters, I was shaped by them, and that boy still takes the cake

And I feel bad because I really like Tyler Posey, he seems like sweet guy who wants to do good and do his best but he just doesn't have the chops to elevate the godawful material he has to work with. At least not at that point in his career.

And I hate it because I want him to be successful and fulfilled and to be able to get out from the shadow of this show and do interesting things.

#Teen Wolf #Pack Mentality #Magic Bullet

[meant-to-be-a-hero]

Season Four, Episode Eleven: A Promise To The Dead

Oh dear, this guy's not saving people, is he?

Oh ew, wendigo.

But Deaton's here to fuck shit up so it's all good.

Hey, Tyler Posey's dad!

Oh shit, Doctor Vallack! I forgot about this guy too! He's great.

Aww, Deaton loved Talia :')

I really thought Sprayberry was a regular for this season, but I guess not.

"You can save people's lives. But you can't save them from life." - :(

"Have you been practising, or did you suddenly develop superhuman reflexes?" - Wouldn't you like to know, Mason?

Liam needs a hug. And a therapist, but mostly a hug.

Why does he have a cage instead of a wardrobe? That's a design choice.

Also, did Mason, Garrett, and Violet also transfer schools between seasons, since Liam was at Devenford? Or were they just friends who went to different schools?

Trick or SCREAM

"You're standing on it." *looks at floor* - Scott, you fucking dope, I love you.

Liam, being mean to your friends is not going to make things any better.

"If you don't want to be with us, that's okay." - Scott's so good, man. He's just...so good.

Scott's little light show is so cute. He's very smooth as well.

4 seasons and Scott still hasn't seen Star Wars?!

Why does Derek not have a TV? Does he just sit around and brood to pass the time?

I'm surprised it's taken this long for Derek's window to get broken tbh.

"I've never been so happy to have almost been murdered." - Same.

Peter, what the fuck, ouch

There's a reason Mason ends up being the Beast, he's so good :')

"What in the hell is so special about Scott McCall?" - How long have you got?

Foul play! Berserker on the field!

Scott and Kira's date night sure is ruined.

This Parrish and Chris scene is A+

Flame on, Deputy Parrish!

Kate, you supreme bitch.

#Lem's Teen Wolf Rewatch #Teen Wolf #Beware The Liveblogging Lem

[writing-wh0re]

I have been trying to find a druig x reader smut and I asking can you make one please but if you do not do smut a headcanon would be great 🙏🏽

Okay so I shamelessly scrolled through Druig x reader smut after watching the Eternals (because jesus daddy) anyway, I noticed this ask popping up a fair bit and then I was sent it ahaha, so here is a Druig headcanon for your Tuesday.

NO SPOILERS - But go and see the movie, I loved it!

*Let me know if this is a character you'd like to see more of.*

SMUT

Waited Years - Druig Smut

I love you - Druig Smut

- Okay so first off Druig would be an amazing lover.

- He would put your needs before his own everytime.

- God the praise this man would give you.

- "So good to me darling."

- Fuck his accent alone would make you tingle, the way his voice gets lower when he whispers dirty things into your ear.

- "You love my cock, don't you?"

- "Who owns this pussy?"

- He would love to make you squirm around the rest of the Eternals.

- A proud smirk on his lips when you can't form a scentence or how your cheeks would flush when Ikrius asks if you're okay.

- A dark part of you would love his power, knowing he could control you and take what he wanted, whenever he wanted.

- Druig would always trail kisses up your neck, before whispering in your ear that he needs you to follow him.

- You wouldn't hesitate for a second.

- The moment any room housed you two, your lips and hands were all of each other.

- Breathy moans and soft gasps filling the air.

- Druig knows your body like the back of his hand.

- I mean being thousands of years old, you've both had time to study each other.

- He would know what gets you wet within seconds and it would never fail.

- Druig's favourite thing to do is finger you.

- He loves to watch your face cotourt with the pleasure he is giving you.

- The feeling of his fingers stretching you out, getting you ready for his cock.

- He maons at the feeling of your walls tightening around him when his thumb nudges your clit.

- "You like that, dont you?"

- "Looks at your little pussy sucking my fingers."

- "So fucking wet for me."

- Druig would love hearing you beg for him, every small whimper, moan and sigh would make his cock strain against his pants.

- "Who made you this wet?"

- "You."

- "Say my name."

- "Druig."

- "Yes love?"

- Typical, he would act as if you weren't squriming under him, wanting you to hear you ask him.

- "Fuck me, please."

- With a deep chuckle he would slip deep inside of you.

- Both of you always take a few seconds to really feel each other.

- The way his cock twitches as your walls hug him.

- Druig would always have his head buried in your neck / shoulder.

- Placing kisses between his moans, whispered words of sweet nothings.

- He would definately encourage you to leave your mark on him and his on you.

- He would encourage you to be loud for him, wanting to piss of Ikaris , especially if Ikirus did something to make him jealous.

- Druig loves that only he can have you in this way, a moaning, squirming mess that belongs to only him.

- BUT THE AFTERCARE!

- Druig would take you for a bath, with strawberry scented bubbles dancing across your skin.

- his hands softly rubbing the water up and down your exposed breasts, ones that are covered in his mark, his fingers trailing up and down your thighs.

- lets be real.

- After care is just his word for gentle sex.

\\//

Tell me why this took 6 hours to write? Why do I procrastinate this badly?

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Hey can you do one where reader has been teasing Percy and then Percy is like “i’ve never want to fuck you more than i do now” and then he fucks her really roughly or something, sorry if u don’t understand I’m not good at explaining lol

✦ pairing: percy jackson (18+) x fem!reader

✦ smut warnings: teasing, slight hair pulling, slight dry humping.

✦ word count: 188

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Percy pulls his lips in between his teeth, watching as you explain your plan for this mission. You wanted to run it by him before talking with the others, knowing that Percy’s pretty good with helping you with this sort of stuff.

“What?” You interrupt yourself, noticing his intent stare. Your cheeks flush when he snaps back into focus.

“Oh uh,” he coughs.

“C’mon, spit it out. The plan’s shit, isn’t it?”

“No! No, it’s great. It’s just,” he exclaims while reassuring you. “I’ve never wanted to fuck you more than I do now.

“Why didn’t you say that before, dumbass,” you joke, taking the map from his hand and dropping it to the floor. You straddle his hips, ass feeling so good on his lap. Percy raises an eyebrow at you, amused at your sudden willingness to fuck him. Usually, you’re too focused on the mission to really have time like this for him, but he’s impressed, to say the least.

“What’re you waiting for, pretty boy,” you purr in his ear, hands tangling in his hair while your hips rock divinely over his clothed-cock. “Fuck me.”

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Hiiiiii 🤩 …. So i am back with another request 🙈 can you recommend me some good high school aus, with Derek being a jock and nerdy Stiles, and there is a bet involved that Derek can make Stiles fall in love with him and in the end he falls in love 😈 ( I would prefer happy ending) thankkk youuuuuu

Let's see what I can find, @mysneakylife.

fascinating new thing (you delight me) by magique

(1/1 I 911 I Teen)

“Did you really eat a live duck?”

Derek bares his teeth, a smirk teasing the corners of his mouth, and asks, “Are you sure you want to know?”

I burn, I pine, I perish. by MyseryLuvsCompany

(2/? I 3,342 I Teen)

When Allison Argent moves to Beacon Hills, she falls hard for Scott McCall— resident brown-eyed sweetheart— immediately. Her dreams of going to junior prom with him are cut short, however, when her friend Lydia Martin mentions that Scott McCall doesn’t date. Not until his best friend does too.

"Wait, that's his best friend?"

"Yep. All 147 sarcastic pounds of him. No dating until Stilinski dates; McCall policy. See your problem?"

I burn, I pine, I perish by everysundoesntrise

(1/1 I 6,972 I Teen)

Lydia just wants to date Jackson Whittemore, but her father forbids her from dating at all, unless, of course, her new brother Stiles could also get a date. Lucky for her, Derek Hale is single and always in the need for extra cash.

i'll take it, it'll do by CallicoKitten

(2/? I 8,684 I Not Rated)

So the girl of Scott's dreams won't date him unless her brother has a date too, that might be insane but Stiles is totally willing to help out with that because hey, he's a great friend, okay? Now if only that were the only problem in his life.

I Want You To Want Me by allyasavedtheday

(1/1 I 11,898 I Teen)

Laura sighs, coming to a stop in front of them, and Derek feels her eyes on him. He can almost see the cogs turning in her head before she nods decisively. “Fine. You can date…when Derek does.”

* Dating Derek is supposed to be a one-time thing. Just a sacrificed evening so Isaac can go out with Cora. Stiles should know by now his life never goes according to plan.

You Say Your Love Is Bona Fide by suchfun

(1/1 I 14,299 I Teen)

It's like the stars have finally aligned, and Laura doesn't think she has ever had, or will ever have, another parenting moment this pure in her whole life.

"Okay fine," she says, cutting Cora off just as she's opening her mouth to complain some more. "You can date."

Cora's mouth drops open. "Seriously?"

"Yeah, sure, why not, you can totally date." She pauses, letting the moment build, letting the hope build in Cora's eyes, before qualifying, "When Derek does."

The look on Cora's face makes every parenting crisis Laura's ever had (of which there have been many over the past three years) worth it.

I Want You To Want Me by sweetbutterbliss

(7/7 I 15,940 I Explicit)

Derek scrubs his hands across his face before crossing his arms over his chest and furrowing his eyebrows at the two idiots standing in front of him. Well, Scott is an idiot. Stiles is...luminescent, and all jerky movement, with big, golden brown eyes. And he always has a plan. Derek is fucked and, it turns out, unable to say no to him.

Living a Teenage Dream by Lissadiane

(1/1 I 19,862 I Teen)

Rumor has it that Sheriff Stilinkski won't let his stepson Scott date until his other son Stiles does, so when Allison makes the mistake of falling for Scott, her well-meaning (and dickish) friends hatch a scheme to hire someone to take Stiles to homecoming.

10 Things I Hate (love) About You by catsteww

(1/1 I 31,153 I Teen)

When Kate Argent hires Stiles to date Derek and get paid for it, Stiles obviously agrees and sets out to win his heart. Except Stiles wasn't expecting Derek to actually have layers underneath his tough exterior, and he certainly wasn't expecting to develop pesky little feelings for him. And everything gets a little messed up along the way.

#teen wolf #sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #high school au #shameless self promotion

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STICKY WASHING MACHINE PART TWO | D.M

a/n: i feel like this is so bad but hold on to this while i finish that blaise smut <3

summary: just soft sex with draco after you thought you were getting fired

warnings: bit of clit play, riding, sex on a two seater swing chair, mentions of anxiety, slight dirty talk, bulge kink

find part one here.

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the quietude was almost nerve-wracking as you sat down on the dinner table, draco’s eyes boring down onto the side of your face as you kept yours on your plate.

scorpius was the first to speak— you almost forgot he was there, to be honest.

“i drew us another picture today, daddy” he beamed.

“did you now?” replied draco, matching the little boy’s enthusiasm. his gaze now settled on his son instead of you.

“yes! y/n helped me with it”

great. now both of the malfoy’s eyes were directed towards you. you didn’t know where or who to look at, too traumatized to look at scorpius knowing that he almost walked in on his father about to go balls deep inside of you— and you didn’t want to look at draco because what if the moment you were alone he was gonna ask you to leave for throwing yourself at your boss like a prostitute from the street.

maybe you were overreacting but it didn’t soothe your anxiousness in the slightest when draco turned his head to scorpius and asked him to go wait for him at his playroom until he was done having “a little chat” with you.

scorpius nodded quickly and gave you a quick kiss on your cheek as he ran off upstairs.

as the pitter-patter of the child’s feet died down, you gathered up all the courage you could find and looked up at the blonde who was already staring down at you.

“that’s the first time you’ve looked at me since—”

“you don’t have to say it” you cut him off, tone sharp and cold as you braced yourself for whatever he might say next.

his brows shot up in slight surprise but he just nodded his head as he stood up from his chair, brushing down his pants— coming to a halt at your side.

“what?”

“stand up,” he commanded, not giving you time to respond as he took long strides, disappearing from your view when he stepped outside, onto the porch.

your brows knitted together in confusion but you made no move to protest as you march towards the porch— finding him sitting down on the two-seater swing chair.

“sit” draco ordered as he patted down the space next to him.

a small breath was released from your lips as you placed yourself next to the blonde— the mere touch of his thigh against yours brought you back to earlier’s events from when he buried himself inside you until you had his load seeping out of you.

“are you gonna fire me?” the question blurted out before you could stop it and embarrassment washed over you as draco laughed to himself while shaking his head— as if he was listening to a joke from a five-year-old. git, you thought.

“no, princess. i’m not firing you” a pause “in a sense” he finished.

“what’s that supposed to mean?”

“well, i don’t want you to work for me anymore—” a loud whine from you cut his sentence short. “listen— listen, please” he started before you started to give him any phoney excuses.

“i don’t want you to work for me. i want you with me.”

silence.

draco was met with silence as he observed your flabbergasted features while you processed his words.

“huh?”

he sighed. “i’ve liked for far way too long y/n. and if you’ll have me— i want to be yours, i want you to be mine”

by this point, his forehead was connected to yours, your warm face in his large palms as his breath fanned on your lips.

“tell me that you want me too, say it. i want to hear you say it” he growled, mushing his lips to yours whilst his hands travelled down to your waist, thumping heart accelerating when he manhandled you against his lap.

“i want you” you mewled, rolling your hips towards his growing bulge as you kissed him fiercely. his hands ran over every curve of your body, settling on your skirt-covered bum.

“you want me baby? want me to fuck you again until i’m deep inside your pretty little guts?” he taunted and you had to bite down on your tongue to not release a moan at his words alone. a choked out “yes” managed to slip past your lips and that was all the confirmation draco needed before he was chanting a spell that undressed you both.

he took a moment to stare at your blissful form, watching your slightly shuddering as the night’s cool air hit your weeping cunt. the moonlight reflecting on your soft skin only highlighting the glistening hole even more.

his prick stood tall and proud as he toyed with your clit with one hand, the other cradling the back of your head as your tongues danced together.

the scenario seemed almost out of a romantic movie— with the way draco slowly eased himself inside you, shushing you softly as a particularly loud cry escaped you, even though it didn’t matter, scorpius was deep in sleep by now.

your hips slowly heaved up and down on him, the sensitive bundle of nerves hitting his pubic bone every time you came down, shooting fireworks throughout your body.

his muscled arms were tight around your waist, holding you in place as you gazed fixedly into the other’s eyes, forehead against forehead, hot breath over hot breath.

“you like having this cunt stuffed full of my cock, don’t you, my love? you like having me poking out of you, yeah?” it was then that you looked down to see that indeed, your stomach’s smooth skin was slightly pushed out, the outline of his cock as clear as day.

“yes! it feels so good, dray” you gasped out, increasing your moves slightly as his hips rutted upwards into you. tears brimmed at your waterline as he smoothed a hand over your dishevelled hair, lewd sounds being heard from where the two of you connected.

the familiar feeling didn’t take too long to appear, given the fact that you were still sensitive from the prior incidents this same evening.

your arousal dripped down on the swinging chair as draco attached his mouth to your neck, instinctively finding your sweet spot and sucking as one of his hands palmed at your breast.

“oh! i’m gonna cum” you sobbed, grinding faster on his twitching cock until your toes curled and the orgasm struck you without warning. trembled gasps coming out of the both of you as he shot his load inside you for the second time that day.

a calming quietness enveloped you and draco as you stayed in his arms, his softening cock still stuffed inside your puffy pussy, not entirely aware of draco’s soft praises against the shell of your ear.

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