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clean-bands-dirty-stories · 3 months

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Tread Carefully ~ S.S.

Request: “Stiles x male reader, reader getting hurt trying to protect stiles from a werewolf” by anon

Word Count: 1400+

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Stiles had been harboring a crush on Lydia Martin for as long as he could remember. Even longer than Scott had known about it; and that was ages. So when he actually became friends with her, he'd thought he'd had a chance.

And then she'd dated Allison.

If he was honest, Stiles really hadn't ever considered that before. I mean yeah, he knew about queer people. But every time he brought it up, people had brushed it off and dismissed it. Stiles especially just wasn't - according to everyone. So he had never thought about it, until his old crush became one of his best friends and then she was taking about it all the time. Telling him about how happy she was, and when he asked, about how she'd realized she was into women. And suddenly he realized something he'd never considered before: he'd one hundred percent had a crush on Scott when they were kids.

He didn't tell anyone for a long time. Well, anyone but Lydia. She was a fantastic confidante and an even better secret keeper. And she was good at keeping Stiles' sexuality a secret... until he developed a crush on her brother.

Y/n Martin was very different than his sister. They were a unit, they always had been, but where Lydia leaned into expectation to make herself popular and as perfect as possible, Y/n had leaned away from it. He didn't have a lot of friends, outside of the kids in the programming club, and some people he'd met over the internet. He was the type that knew high school was stupid, and thought that made him a little bit cooler than everyone else.

Stiles thought he was awesome. Y/n was putting as little effort into school as possible, focused less on college and more on learning to program and prepping himself to just do that forever. He was smart, which meant he knew that school didn't actually teach you anything you needed to know - as long as you knew what you were heading into. He often talked Lydia's ear off about how school was just preparing you to be part of the machine of society, and rolled his eyes when Lydia tried to get him into a "better outfit" or take him shopping.

But that was actually why Stiles liked him. They had math together, and Y/n made jokes under his breath and talked about how stupid it all was, and then leaned over and gave him pointers and help with the work in a way he could actually understand. He never ran out of patience and didn't find Stiles' burst of energy or hard time focusing or burn out annoying. He encouraged Stiles and hyped him up and when he did a good job and Y/n was leaning over his shoulder grinning at him, whispering compliments to him and joking about having to reward him one of these days, Stiles couldn't help but think that all he wanted in that moment was to kiss him.

Lydia picked up on it too fast. She was at first a little hesitant, making Stiles promise this wasn't about her, because her brother deserved better than being a replacement, but Stiles promised that wasn't it. And he proved it too, even if the pining looked the same. He talked to Y/n and became friends with him and fought against werewolves and other big-bads, and they bonded over being the only two just-humans on the team, but Stiles never reached out to him to tell him how he felt. Stiles didn't want anything from Y/n that he didn't want to offer; which was sweet except Lydia wanted to see her best friend and her brother happy.

So what was she to do except play match maker?

Her butting in was helping, too. Y/n was telling her all the time now about how he liked Stiles, how well they got along, all the stuff they were doing together. About his eyes and his smile and his laugh and how brave he was. About how they made so many plans together and learned to trust each other. About how nice his voice was, and how they studied together and often fell asleep late into the night and woke up next to each other.

And yet... it took Y/n almost dying for either of them to do anything about it.

It was a shit storm like all the others they had to live through. A battle, injuries all around, and Stiles and Y/n trying to find each other because this time they'd gotten separated. It was never good when those two got separated, they were both idiots.

Something that showed more than ever when Y/n rushed into the room, saw Stiles being cornered by a werewolf, and screamed at the top of his lungs. It was a faceless beast at this point, mind controlled by a spell that a witch had cast. She was making their lives hell, and this was only the most recent of poor bastards that had been mind controlled and sent their way. The only way to break the spell was to find the object that mattered to them most and destroy it. This worked because the witch had to cast the spell on such an object, and destroying it broke the spell. But she was aware of this, so she often sent her subjects after whoever found or had the object at the moment.

And right now, that person was Y/n.

So the werewolf turned, getting on all fours and shooting after the teenager, who's eyes went wide as he turned sharply and began barreling down the hallway as quickly as he could. It was a ploy to save Stiles' life, and it was a good one, but it couldn't last forever. The werewolf swiped at him, sending him flying one way and the thing he was carrying flying the other way. Derek arrived that moment, having been tied up before, and managed to fight the creature off while Stiles scrambled onto the scene and burned the object.

It was over.

But the damage had been done.

The pack brought them to Deaton, who immediately launched into stitching the poor boy up and lathering something on him to fight infection and help him heal faster. Then they were all left to simply wait and hope Y/n would wake up. He still had a heartbeat, but shock had hit his system and he still might not make it. A lot of blood lost, a really bad concussion...

Stiles of course never left Y/n's side. Y/n woke up to the boy asleep on his little make shift hospital bed, head on Y/n's leg, holding his hand. Y/n smiled, exhausted and sore and feeling like shit, but unable to deny that Stiles still looked adorable when he was asleep. Y/n ran his hand through Stiles' hair and the boy jolted up. "Oh." He blinked sleep out of his eyes, rubbing his face and shaking his head to clear it. "Hey."

Y/n laughed. "Hey, Sleeping Beauty," Y/n joked. His voice croaked from disuse and he flinched. "Jesus I sound like I died."

Stiles' smile withered. "You almost did."

There was silence at that. They couldn't meet each others' eyes, couldn't pass that stiffness and awkwardness. Neither of the boys were good with silence and always tried to scramble to crack jokes or entertain or cheer up, but Stiles' bluntness had shattered that. And it was kind of nice. Vulnerable.

"Stiles," Y/n began. "I... liked you." He sighed, shoulders dropping. "Like, really really like you. And I know it might ruin everything, and I don't want you to say you like me back because I almost died. I don't even need you to say anything right now, just, know I like you. And everyone knows you've always liked my sister but-"

At that, Stiles broke. He caught Y/n's face between his hand and pulled him into a kiss. They both sighed, smiling into it, and all the unspoken things seemed to be understood without any of the words needing to be said. They often communicated like this, with just an understanding, and no need for specifics or long rants. Leaning their foreheads together, Stiles still did say one thing. "I like you too." They both laughed, and all the tension melted away from both of them.

"Maybe next time you two need to talk about your feelings, one of you doesn't need to die for it?" Lydia sassed from the doorway. The boys parted, blushing, as she tackled her brother in a hug. But all of them laughed, and for now all of them were okay, and that... that could be enough. After all, they still had a witch to kill.

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thyfggfy · 5 months

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Hey guys,

Spending unhealthy amount of time in the tw fandom , I've noticed that , outside of a few posts here and there of people trying to recreate a Lydia Martin's looks , nobody talks about the fashion on the show.

Which is a shame , because I think that the costume department did put a fair amount of effort .It is especially commendable when it comes to (a couple of) the male characters , since even now it is hard to come across a fictional guy with a distinct fashion style.

So being a bit of a fashion enthusiast myself I've decided to w̶o̶r̶d̶ ̶v̶o̶m̶i̶t̶ compile a few posts where I talk about about the characters' style , style evolution , memorable outfits, etc. Obvioulsy , I am not going to talk about every one.I doubt anyone is interested in me waxing poetics about the twins' impecable choice of clothes.

To keep this from being just an announcement post I will start with the character that barely made the cut ... Jackson Whittemore !

He is quite fankly the first person you think of when you hear the description rich preppy asshole jock.

Clean button-ups :

knitted sweaters :

Clothes with argyle pattern :

some plaid here and there :

can't miss the leather jacket:

and a silky scarf paired up with sunglasses for when he is feeling particularly douchey :

He is only on the show for the first two seasons and he doesn't experience that much growth in the series . (At least not on screen). Though his style does seem a tad more relaxed in season 6. Less forced ? Maybe even a bit more approachable ?

and of course I have to mention his undeniable glow up in the movie where he turned into one of these gay guys that make you feel conscious for breathing weird :

Good for him.

Parts: 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 , 6.1 , 6.2

#teen wolf #fashion #jackson whittemore #Mobile makes one of the images look small #Sorry

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msmischief101 · 8 months

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FAVOURITE TV & MOVIE OUTFITS

Lydia Martin in Wolf Moon, Teen Wolf

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marie-swriting · 1 year

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My Little Girl - Stiles Stilinski

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Summary : You're dating Stiles Stilinski and you want him to meet your father but there's one problem. You're Coach's daughter so Stiles is afraid, your dad will hate him.

Warnings : Coach Finstock!daughter reader, Protective father, fluff, there may be some grammatical mistakes as English is not my first language, tell me if you see any. You can also tell me if I missed any warnings !

Word Count : 1.2K

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Song Inspiration : First Man by Camila Cabello

Saying that Stiles is afraid to meet your father is an understatement. You've never seen him that freaked out. Still, he knows your dad so you don’t know why he’s so scared. For him, the fact that your father is the Coach of Beacon Hills High School is a good reason to panic. He’s afraid he won’t like him, yet you still want your dad to meet Stiles as your boyfriend and not as your classmate. Stiles and you have been together for six months and your dad still ignores it. You hate lying to him, especially because it’s harder to hide as he works in your high school.

But you’re still hiding. You're tired of this. You know your dad, all he ever wanted is your happiness, that's why you're sure he'll like Stiles. Of course, he’s a little protective, but aren’t all dads ?

Someone knocks on your door so you turn your head, discovering your dad. He’s still in his sports outfit and you know what he’s about to ask you. He always asks you the same question everyday after school.

“Do you want to go on a run with me ? 'No, dad, I don’t want to, I need to do my maths homework.'” He says, ironically, pretending to have a conversation with you. “Well I don’t care so you-”

“I’m coming.” You cut him off in his fake argument.

“I knew you-” he starts but he pauses, realising what you just said. “You’re coming with me ?”

“Yeah, it’s been a long time since we did something together.”

“Yes because you’re always busy doing your homework with Martin.” Your dad retorts, referring to your best friend, Lydia.

“When do we leave ?”

“In ten minutes, so get ready !”

After that, he leaves your room, closing the door behind him. You close your maths book and walk to your closet and get your gym outfit.

The real reason you want to run with him this afternoon is to tell him you have a boyfriend. You won’t say it’s Stiles. Not yet. You have to tell him though. And you know that when he runs, it’s the best moment to confess.

Once you're downstairs, your dad is already outside, waiting for you. You come next to him and you start running.

Everytime you try to talk to him, he cuts you off because 'It’s not good for your breathwork', like he always says. It makes it impossible to tell him, but you know if you don’t do it now, you’ll never do it so you stop running. He also stops when he notices you're not next to him anymore.

“Why are you stopping ? We’ll be home in five minutes.” He informs you, still making running movements. “I’m sure you can do it, sweetheart.”

“Dad, I need to tell you something and it’s serious.” You start and you can see his eyes widening.

“Don’t tell me you’re pregnant ! Who is the father ? Why did you do that ?”

“What ? No ! I’m not pregnant !” You correct him, shocked that it’s the first thing he thinks of.

“Thank God ! I almost had a heart attack. What is it then ?”

“I'm dating someone, dad.” You confess suddenly.

“You what ? My little girl.” He exclaims putting his hand on his heart as if he was hurt. “Who is that boy ? Or maybe it’s a girl ? I wouldn’t mind. I only want your happiness.” My dad reassures you.

“It's a boy.” You inform him.

“Do I know him ?”

“Yes, but the truth is that he’s too scared to meet you. He thinks you’re gonna hate him.”

“If he’s nice then no. I know I can seem mean, but you know me Y/N, I only want your happiness and if it’s with that guy then I’m okay with it.” He says with a tender smile, one of his hands on your cheek. “As long as it’s not Bilinski.” Your father laughs, mispronouncing Stiles’ name.

“He’s only a friend, you know it, dad.” You chuckle nervously.

‘Only a friend’, are you being serious ? You wanted to tell him the truth and here you are, lying again. Well done...

The next day, when you see Stiles, you take his hand and bring him into an empty room, which is the boys locker room. When you’re finally alone, he kisses you softly before tucking some of your hair behind your ear.

“I told my dad that I’m with someone.” You admit. “I didn’t say it’s you, but Stiles, you know I hate lying to him.”

“I know and I’ve been thinking about it last night and I’m ready to meet your dad as your boyfriend, even though I’m terrified.” Stiles says with a smile.

“I love you so much, Stiles” You tell him, looking at his beautiful brown eyes.

“I love you more.” He states before kissing you passionately.

The bell rings so you stop kissing before leaving the room to go to your classes.

During lunch break, you told your father that you’ll introduce him to your boyfriend after school. He says he’ll be home by 5 pm before adding that he can’t wait to meet him but you can see sadness in his eyes. After all, he has the impression that he’s losing his little girl because he’s not the only man in your life anymore, but your father will always be your father. At the end of the day, he’s the very first man who really loved you.

When you hear someone knock on your front door, you know it’s Stiles. You open the door and find him standing nervously. He looks at you like he could die at any second. You take his hand and bring him to the living room where your dad is waiting.

“Dad, this is my boyfriend. Stiles.” You inform him.

“Wait, you’re with him ?” He exclaims, pointing at Stiles.

“I know what you must be thinking I’m not good enough for her, but I love her, Coach.” Stiles says. “I’ve always loved her and I’m so happy to be able to call her my girlfriend. Like you, I only want her happiness.” He adds, confident.

“You’re not in a relationship with her because I’m your teacher, right ? Because if you think you’re gonna get better grades, you’re wrong.”

“No. Like I said, I’m in love with her.”

“Hold your horses, Bilinski.” Your father stops him. “You’re not gonna marry her tomorrow so stop with the romantic speech. Even though it's hard to see my little baby grow up, I accept your relationship.” He affirms, making you the happiest.

“So, does that mean I can call you ‘dad’ ?” Stiles asks as a joke but your dad looks at him unamused.

“Hell no ! You’ll still be calling me Coach, Bilinski.” He answers before turning his attention to you. “You like his sarcasm, seriously ?”

“That’s the thing I love the most, I think.”

“I’m glad you met someone you really like, Y/N.” Your dad smiles before looking back at Stiles harshly. “Break her heart, I’ll break your bones.”

“Got it.” Stiles says and you laugh softly.

You're happy your father accepts your relationship with Stiles. You knew he’d be okay with it. You're his little girl but he wants what’s best for you and Stiles is the best person for you. You know it.

{This is my side blog so I'll be answering comments under the username @marie-sworld}

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lydiamartinappreciation · 9 months

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Lydia Martin Appreciation Week

How to Participate

Simply create something about Lydia. Fic, art, gifsets, moodboards etc are all welcome. If you want your work reblogged, simply tag it #LydiaWeek2023 or tag @lydiamartinappreciation. If you write fic on ao3, you can add it to the Lydia Martin Week 2023 collection.

All works must be Lydia-centric and Lydia-positive. A further list of rules can be found here.

Prompts

NOTE: These are just a guide. You can produce visual work for the writing prompts and you can produce written work for the visual prompts. You can combine prompts. You can choose not to use the prompts. All of this is just for fun.

Writing prompts:

Mon 18th Sept: Lydia & power

Tell us about Lydia's banshee powers or about her relationship to someone in power or about a time she felt powerless or any other interpretation you might have of Lydia & power.

Tues 19th Sept: Lydia & pack

What does pack mean to her? This could be a deep introspection of her connections or just a fluffy work about pack-bonding. As always, anything goes!

Weds 20th Sept: What-If Wednesday

It's What-If Wednesday! Here for all your missing scene, fix-it and alternate universe needs.

Thurs 21st Sept: Outsider POV

How do other characters from the show/movie see Lydia?

Fri 22nd Sept: Lydia & death

In Season 3, Lydia loses Allison and Aiden. In Season 5, she loses Tracy after trying so hard to help her and we also see Lydia relive her grandmother's death. What does death mean to Lydia? How does she cope with having death-related powers?

Sat 23rd Sept: Lydia post-canon

What happens to Lydia after Teen Wolf ends? Feel free to use or ignore the movie as much as you wish for this prompt.

Sun 24th Sept: Free day!

Create whatever your heart desires!

Visual prompts:

Mon 18th Sept: Favourite outfits

Lydia is a style icon. What are your favourite looks that she wears throughout the show?

Tues 19th Sept: Favourite relationship/dynamic

This can be romantic, platonic, family etc.

Wed 20th Sept: What-If Wednesday

Join the writers on What-If Wednesday! Here for all your missing scene, fix-it and alternate universe needs.

Thurs 21st Sept: Lyrics/quotes

What words perfectly incapsculate Lydia to you? These can be quotes from the show, from tumblr, from poetry, from songs etc.

Fri 22nd Sept: Parallels

What parallels exist between Lydia and other characters on Teen Wolf? Between her and other characters from different shows or films? Between her and herself?

Sat 23rd Sept: Lydia & enemies

What are her relationships like with the "bad guys" of the show?

Sun 24th Sept: Free day!

Create whatever your heart desires!

Alternative prompts

1 - Lydia pre-canon: What did her life look like before the show?

2 - Lydia & parents: This is could be her own mum, Natalie, or someone else's parents. You could also include her grandparents in this prompt

3 - Lydia being a teenager: She might be a banshee fighting supernatural villains but she's also just a kid

4 - Lydia & lore: All supernatural shows thrive on lore. Use this prompt to explore banshee lore from the show/movie, banshee lore from outside sources, lore of other supernatural creatures in the show. Any interpretation you can think of works.

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samdeancass · 2 years

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Very Public

Requested by: @freyamikaelsonlover

Pairing: Lydia Martin x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Characters: Lydia, Y/N

Description: Y/N and Lydia are on a shopping trip. When they are in the dressing room of a clothes store, Lydia takes advantage of the privacy that they have.

You were very excited for the shopping trip with Lydia. With all of the supernatural goings on in Beacon Hills recently, you both found it hard to spend time with each other. That’s why this shopping trip was so important; it would give you both that much needed time together.

“You ready?” Jiggling the car keys in your pocket, you turned to Lydia as she grabbed her coat from the rack by the front door. She nodded her head and walked out the door, you following quickly behind.

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Your hands were filled with bags full of clothes and nick nacks from the various shops you had visited. They were beginning to ache from the ever-growing pressure the bags were giving you when Lydia excitedly pulled you into another shop.

“C’mon, babe. This is the last one, I promise.” You rolled your eyes. “That’s what you said about 3 shops ago.” She gave you her best puppy dog eyes that she knew you couldn’t resist. “Oh, alright. But this is definitely the last one, my hands feel like they’re going to fall off.”

You both began rifling through the clothing racks, picking out different outfits to try on. There was one dress that caught your eye that you knew you had to have. Taking your bags with you, you both made your way into the dressing rooms and squeezed into the same one.

You had to admit you both being in tight quarters made your heart flutter a little and a small heat beginning to rise in your stomach. Lydia must have felt the same as you seen her looking you up and down, licking her lips. Your breathing began to get faster as the tension in the room grew and grew.

You both began to get undressed to change into the clothes you wanted to try on, however, you didn’t get that far as Lydia pushed you up against the wall of the dressing room and pressed her lips against yours, her tongue asking for permission.

You granted it and she began to explore your mouth, pressing you harder and harder against the wall. Your hands began to explore her body, gently caressing her padded breasts. She let out a gasped sigh and freed her breast, allowing you to massage it. A soft and quiet moan escaped her lips as your hand moved slow and firm against her.

Lydia bent her head back in a moan which allowed you to attack her neck, leaving purplish blotches on her cream skin. You caught her lips once more and your tongues began to fight for dominance. Lydia won and she began to run her hands up and down your body, stopping just above your underwear which caused a surge of heat to run through you.

A soft groan left your lips as Lydia slowly knelt down on her knees and hook her fingers through your underwear, pulling them down. A shiver ran down your spine as the cold air attacked your heat. She gave a smirk before slowly leaning up and licking a stripe across your cunt. You covered your mouth and let out a loud groan as Lydia began to eat you out, licking your juices.

Her tongue found your clit and began to flick it. The familiar feeling began to build up in the pit of your stomach and Lydia could tell that you were close. “Cum on me, Y/N. Cum all over my face.” Her tongue entered your hole and began to flick in and out, faster and faster. As you tried to hang on, the feeling in your stomach had gotten tighter until you just let go, Lydia licking up all of your juices.

She stood up and her face glistened in the light. “This is all you, baby.” She leaned in and gave you a slow and passionate kiss before getting dressed. “Whadd’ya say we continue this back at my house?” Almost immediately after you flung your clothes on, not caring that your top was inside out, grabbed your bags and left the store, dragging Lydia behind you.

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kiekiecarrera · 9 months

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Some more love for creators on this site, because you don't get enough love and attention and every single one of you is talented as shit and continues to make this place what it is.

A thread of some edits that made me feel insane recently 💛

Feel free to tag me in any fandom you see me reblog/like, I track #userreina

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stylinskies · 1 month

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— who: stiles and lydia // @girlwaiiled — where: the upstairs of lydia’s lake house — when: lydia’s birthday party

It was hard to find a single area in the lake house that wasn’t full of people. It was, after all, a Lydia Martin party. Everyone was there. But as he weaved in and out of crowds heading toward the stairs, Stiles couldn’t help but miss the peace of having the lake house to himself. The day before it had been him, his podcasts, and some of the more heavy duty party set up. He had prepped the drinks they were drinking and some of the food they were eating and it was easy to hear himself think. But now, he was standing in a dancing crowd and he couldn’t find a place to charge his phone. He wasn’t checking his work email, but he was tired of being two steps behind, and with Erica’s death still being investigated, Stiles was using his connections to his advantage. And with a promise to be the first to know of any breaks, he managed to leave the email app alone. But his phone was at 20% and he was paranoid enough that if he let it die he’d miss something. So he clawed his way through the crowd toward the stairs toward the guest room he claimed as his own on Friday to plug his phone in away from everyone else. Once his phone was plugged in and Stiles confirmed that the amount of unread emails in his mailbox hadn’t budged, he moved to return to the party, when something caught his eye. An ornately wrapped gift — courtesy of the store he purchased it from because he wasn’t about to try and do that on his own — sat on the middle of the bed beside his overnight bag. He hadn’t put the gift with the others downstairs, wanting to hand it to Lydia directly, but hadn’t had the chance yet. There probably wouldn’t be a chance to do it soon, and Lydia’s room was just down the hall — he could slip it onto her dresser and she can look at it later. Or you could just drop it downstairs, he thought as he moved down the hall. Leave it with all the others. But there was something intimate to Stiles about giving a gift; a talent that he got better at with time, and just leaving it for her to open with everyone else’s didn’t feel right. He didn’t see the light filtering from below the door until he was turning the corner. The gentle glow of the lamp made his steps stutter to a stop. The plan hadn’t really included running into Lydia up here, not when the siren song of the party was so enticing at the bottom of the stairs. Figuring she was playing hostess downstairs, he was going to just step in and stick the gift on the first flat surface he could find and go back down. But Stiles forgot one of the hallmarks of a Lydia Martin event: the outfit changes. Closing his eyes and saying a quiet prayer to whatever was listening that Lydia wasn’t actually changing while he was lurking in the hallway, he knocked on the door with a single knuckle. “Lyd? I have something…” Finally looking into the room after giving enough warning that he was there, Stiles completely forgot why he was there in the first place when he saw her. “Wow.” His voice was quiet, like he’d scare the moment away if he was any louder. “You look gorgeous.”

#lydia: 002.#— ft. lydia.

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hersie44 · 10 months

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Old Friends (Derek Hale x Reader)

Characters included: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Lydia Martin, Kira Yukimura, Malia Tate, Jordan Parrish, Noah Stilinski, Chris Argent, Peter Hale, Liam Dunbar.

Requested: No

Type: Reader insert (no use of y/n though), fan fiction.

Word Count: 2034 words

warning: Strong language used.

Note: Sorry for no chapters these last few weeks, I was writing exams for university. Hopefully I will return to regular updates now! :)

Chapter Three.

There was something so surreal about getting ready for a date with Derek Hale, if someone had asked me in high school if we were ever going to date, I would look at them like they had grown two heads. I had probably gone through my whole closet by now, looking for the perfect date outfit. Derek had said to wear something comfortable, that we were doing something he knew I would like.

That was a lot of confidence for a man who hadn't seen me in years, then again even now he knew me like the back of his hand. When I finally settled on jeans and a nice blouse, I heard a knock at the window. Usually when you hear a knock at your window in the middle of the night, you would jump six feet into the air, but I knew better.

I peeked out and saw a familiar handsome face, I smiled and opened the window. There he was, Derek Hale. Kneeling on my roof with a bouquet of flowers in one hand.

"I thought we don't sneak into each other's houses anymore?" I laughed quietly as his free hand gripped my waist, dropping the flowers so he can hold onto the window.

"I thought you would appreciate some nostalgia." He kissed me, a sweet 'hello' kiss that would make any girl melt. I held onto his shoulders as he pulled away, smiling up at him like a lovesick puppy.

"Ready, sunshine?" I nodded, at a loss for words upon hearing his old nickname for me. He lifted me up into his embrace before gently jumping down onto the grass. My house was two stories tall, but even without his werewolf abilities it didn't look like he broke a sweat doing that.

I looked back at the window, wondering why I never questioned how he could climb around so easily when we were in high school. He snuck into my room every night since my grandparents were strict, and then he would make himself at home in my bed so we could do homework together before going to sleep. He would sneak out again at the crack of dawn, so that my grandparents wouldn’t see him in my room when they came to wake me up.

“Where are we going?” I squeezed his hand to get his attention on me, he had been staring at the forest behind my house for a long moment.

“You’ll see.” He smiled. I feel like he could get away with murder with that smile, I would let him.

“You know I don’t like surprises.”

“Too bad, you’ll have to like this one.” I huffed, of course he would still have the same cocky attitude. I thought he changed but when Derek is comfortable, he’s still that cocky kid that I knew and loved back in the day. However, now his actions had more control over me. The moment he kissed my cheek my attitude dropped, when he started walking down the street, I had all but mindlessly followed him.

Maybe I was reading too much into it but as we walked, I could feel his muscles tensing. His thumb constantly caressed the back of my hand, he kept me close like something could happen at any moment. However, I didn’t want to ruin this moment between us. I would never get a first date with him again and I was not about to pass it up. I’ll just have to try and take his mind off whatever is bothering him.

“Derbear, remember when we stole that stop sign?” I pointed down the street, where there was still no stop sign. He chuckled and nodded.

“You mean you and Paige stole while I had to be the getaway driver.”

“You were still an accomplice thus it is still we!” We laughed together this time; I felt his arm relax as we did. Exactly what I wanted.

“You two got me into a lot of trouble.” He smirked, pulling me closer to his side and wrapping his arm around my waist. I could feel my cheeks heat up at the gesture.

“You got us into just as much trouble, you were always the one convincing me to sneak out to parties on a school night.”

“Convince? I don’t think just asking is the same as convincing.”

“It’s very hard to say no to such a handsome face.” Another chuckle escaped him, followed by a kiss. I had to remind myself to thank Aphrodite later, because this man’s kisses felt like I was touching the stars. I doubt I will ever get tired of him, of his touch, of his scent, of his kisses. No, I will be obsessed with this man for the rest of my days.

I chased his lips with my own as he pulled away, I couldn’t even wait another moment to have his lips against mine again. I could feel him smiling against my lips, his hands now gripping my waist tightly. I feel like I’ve forgotten about the date with my mind so consumed by his touch alone. It took all my willpower to pull away, looking up at him with a starstruck gaze.

“Are we at my surprise now?”

“Turn around.” His hands never left my waist as I did, a look of confusion forming on my face.

"The bookstore?" He chuckled, resting his chin on my shoulder.

"You didn't bring any of your books with you when you moved back, I know how much you love to read." I glanced at him, wondering if the man that was holding me now was real.

"Our first date...is you buying me books?”

“There’s a café next door to get some drinks afterwards.” He kissed my cheek and pulled me into the store, the warm air of the heaters hitting in the face. I took a deep breath, enjoying the smell of the books. He had brought me to heaven.

“What’s my limit?”

“However many books you need to fill that shelf in your office.”

“What? Derek, that’s like fifty to seventy books.” He shrugged, smirking. Then I remembered how much money he makes, how much money he probably spends on his cars. That was when I realised that I was dating a very well-off man. But even with that in mind, I didn’t want to spend all his money. I felt as if that was unfair, I wasn’t with him for his money.

“Sunshine don’t give me that look. I want to do this so please let me.” That’s all I needed to hear before I dragged him down to my favourite aisle in any bookstore. Romance. I could hear him chuckling as I looked at each book with a longing gaze, almost like I would be sad if I didn’t take all of them home. At first, I grabbed the twilight books, you had to start with the cringey classics that you just can’t let go of. Then I grabbed several J.R Ward books, the king of werewolf and vampire romances. Then it was time for more erotic books, court of thorns and roses, the discovery of witches, the twisted series, the zodiac academy series, and the haunting Adeline duo.

“Do I even want to know what you just grabbed?”

“Books that will give me ideas on what we can do.” I winked, a small bit of excitement in my voice. Then I pulled him towards the fantasy section, Harry Potter and Percy Jackson now being placed in his arms.

“Are you going to get all the books again?” He raised an eyebrow, holding up the first book of Percy Jackson.

“If that’s okay, I want to read them again.” He nodded and kissed my forehead, taking the rest of the books from the shelf. His arms were unbelievably full already, the piles of books already meeting his chin. I would say that it makes him much more attractive, holding all my books while I shopped.

When we got to the shop keeper you could see in her eyes that she was surprised to see so many books, but after seeing Derek hold my hand she understood. As he paid, I gave him several kisses all over his face, I could tell he was trying extremely hard to hide the smile that was forming.

“Now I’m paying for our meal.” I don’t think I’ve ever seen his head turn that fast.

“Absolutely not.” He picked up the bags filled to the brim with books with one hand, and the other held my hand tightly. I laughed as he gave me a stern look, he would probably take away from bank card if he could reach it right now. He escorted me out of the bookstore, his arm now wrapping around me and resting his hand on my waist.

“Derbear, seriously I can pay for one thing.”

“Do the girls in those books you’re reading ever pay for anything?” No but they usually don’t let their significant others pay without an argument, so the men end up buying the things the women like behind their backs. But I was not going to tell him that, didn’t want him to get any ideas.

“Fine, but just so you know I will be spoiling you too. You just won’t know when.”

“I’m a werewolf, I’ll hear if you speak about it anywhere near me.” I paused at that comment, wondering if he got his werewolf abilities back and didn’t tell me. He looked down at me, shaking his head which answered my question.

“How is Scott and Stiles?” I changed the topic, knowing that his missing werewolf abilities are a sore subject. I still don’t fully understand how he could lose it, I didn’t think it was a thing he could lose. Then again, the whole supernatural world was new to me. Knowing Derek for as long as I have, I’m surprised I never found out that he was a werewolf. His unbelievable strength, speed, agility, I just wrote it off on his excessive training.

“I think you scared them.” He chuckled.

“Good, I don’t like being lied to and I am still a bit mad at you for using them to babysit me.” I huffed which made him laugh harder as we sat down at the café.

“Even after buying you all these books?”

“Okay, you might have been forgiven before that.” I glanced at him.

“And how was I forgiven?”

“Like this.” I pulled him close for a kiss, smiling against his lips as he moved his hands to my hips. Making out in public has never been on my to do list but Aphrodite has blessed me with a man that is impossible to resist, and it was a self-ordering café so we wouldn’t be interrupted. A quiet moan escaped me as he nibbled on my bottom lip, I opened my mouth eagerly and within a second his tongue was claiming every inch. One of his hands moved up my curves and tangled his fingers in my hair which kept me as close as possible as he took my breath away.

When he pulled back my breath was laboured, my eyes flickered to his lips that were now slightly red from our kiss. When I looked back up at his eyes he was already staring at mine, he leaned in again which sent a wave of excitement through my body. No, my soul. Every possible moment, every possible second that passes makes me crave being under-

His phone rang.

“Um…” I cleared my throat, suddenly coming out of my lustful daze. He shook his head and ended the call, he smiled at me and leaned in again. The same feeling bubbled up inside me again, I gripped the front of his shirt and this time leaned in with him. Our lips connected again, his hand moving to the nape of my neck-

His phone rang again. He growled, ripping his phone out of his pocket and answering.

“What the hell Stiles?” His face changed at once as he listened to the kid, his hand on my waist tightening a bit. He ended the call.

“It’s Scott.”

To be continued…

#derek hale #teen wolf #derek hale x reader #teen wolf fanfiction #teen wolf season 4

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girlwaiiled · 1 month

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— closed for @argentisms

Initially, Lydia had been worried about the party. Her birthday last year hadn't exactly been picture perfect, with Peter manipulating her mind and making her supernaturally roofie everyone so she could resurrect him. Really, it was probably the worst party Lydia has ever thrown — which is saying something because for her 12th birthday party, the catering company her mother hired gave everyone food poisoning. So needless to say, there had been some lingering anxiety about this year. A part of her had thought about not even having a party to begin with — she and Allison could go on a spa retreat or something lowkey. But then she had reminded herself that she is Lydia Martin and she only turns twenty-five once and she'd thrown herself into a borderline obsessive amount of party planning to ensure everything goes off perfectly.

And so far it has. The lake house looks beautiful, surprising absolutely no one, and Lydia is on her second outfit of the night. She's mingled a little, had a few drinks — the warmth of the alcohol almost enough to take away the anxiety gnawing at the edges of her mind, but she's still a little on edge. Her attention quick to snap from one place to another, anxious about supernatural threats and the idea of drunk frat boys breaking her fathers expensive vases. She makes a mental note to put everything away before her next party here. And she's noticed an awkward vibe coming from her best friend and a certain puppy dog eyed werewolf who has been lingering around the edges of the party. It peaks her interest, to say the very least, especially after the latter brought Allison's shirt back to their apartment. She approaches her friend with a tight smile, pressing a cocktail into her empty hand. Something pink and fruity, swirling with edible glitter and alcohol logged fruit pieces. "You look too sober," she raises an eyebrow. "Unlike Scott, you don't have an excuse for that."

#allison002 #argentisms

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ageless-aislynn · 8 months

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10 characters, 10 fandoms, 10 tags

Tagged by the most awesome of awesomeness tag teams @authortobenamedlater and @mrtobenamedlater 😂😇😉

Just a note in case somebody doesn't know me but I usually include GIFs and stuff for things like this because I'm extra™ that way. 🤷‍♀️😉

Also, in alphabetical order because I would never rank my love of my blorbos. Annnnnd I live to ship so you're getting my fav pairings as a bonus. Yes, I included the ships TOTALLY FOR YOU, MY FRENS. No, no, don't thank me, it was my pleasure! 😛

Eobard Thawne x Caitlin Snow (The Flash)

2a. Eowyn x Aragorn (Lord of the Rings) / 2b. Eowyn x Faramir (Lord of the Rings)

3. Garcia Flynn x Lucy Preston (Timeless)

"Maybe Someday" (Garcy, Timeless)

4. James Sawyer Ford x Kate Austen (Lost)

"The Time Traveler's Wife" (Skate, Lost)

5. John-117 x Kai-125 (Halo the Series)

6. Logan x Jean Grey (X-Men)

"Shuffle Song Ship meme" (multi-fandom drabble/short fic collection)

7. Lydia Martin x Peter Hale (Teen Wolf)

8. Master Chief x Cortana (Halo the game... which is TOTES different from Halo the series, yep *whistles innocently* 😇)

9a. Sara Ryder x Reyes Vidal (Mass Effect Andromeda) / 9b. Scott Ryder x Cora Harper (Mass Effect Andromeda)

youtube

"Dance The Night" fun facts: yes, 00:50 is exactly why I made this, lol! (Though the entire thing ended up being one of the most fun times I've had making a vid! 🥳) Also, most of this wasn't recorded in order to gather vid footage - I was trying out outfit and armor colors to see what they looked like in-game. Hence, the Ryder twins put on a bit of a fashion show here! 😛 Oh, and I was also trying out a new inspired-by-me Sara, which is why she doesn't look like the Sara I've shown previously in my other vid and in GIFs. 😉 Bonus for my Flash friends - if you watch this, see if you spot Scott in his Reverse Flash inspired armor! 💛💖 (The lighting was a little poor in the scene, though, so let me know if you need a timestamp. 😉)

10. The Tenth Doctor x Donna Noble (Doctor Who)

Update, okay, so I decided to come back and do the tagging properly so to absolve my guilt at failing that part, lol!

No pressure tags (and apologies if you've already been tagged in this) @sarnakhwritesthings @sporadicbelievernightmare @fandomdancer @architectofimagination @missoliverstark @vampcoffeegyrl23 @coleishere @pif-reepa @ghostslillady @androidtrashfire

annnnnnd anybody who's reading this and would like to play along! No, seriously, everybody's welcome to play along! *boops your nose politely* 💖💖💖

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daughter-of-melpomene · 1 month

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Cute character questions for April!!

Ahhhh, thanks so much for asking about my beloved girl, Grace! And I’ll also tag the other Teen Wolf lovers @ginger-grimm, @manyfandomocs, and @ginevrastilinski-ocs!! <3

the basics:

name: april joanne hannigan. age: sixteen (as of season one). zodiac sign: scorpio. one good trait: her intelligence. one bad trait: her perfectionism.

habits:

one bad habit: forgoing sleep when she’s really into study mode. one good habit: always checking her mirror to make sure everything is in place before she leaves her room in the morning. one habit they can’t break: lashing out whenever she’s stressed. one they’ve broken: biting her nails. what they’re afraid of: never being good enough or smart enough despite all her efforts.

family:

their parents names: patrick hannigan (father), maria hannigan (mother). their siblings names: n/a. favorite childhood memory: getting to go out to a nice dinner with her parents as a reward for winning her first spelling bee. favorite childhood toy: a junior spy kit that she loved when she was in her nancy drew phase. embarrassing story: the story of when she went to kick a sign at the top of a staircase in anger after losing an academic decathlon, but wound up losing her balance and toppling down the stairs instead, breaking her wrist. favorite family member: none; she doesn’t exactly have a good relationship with her parents. a story about that family member: n/a.

what they prefer:

coffee or tea?: tea. showering in the day or night?: night. taking baths or taking showers?: baths. tv or movies?: movies. writing or reading?: writing. platonic or romantic love?: romantic. iced tea or lemonade?: lemonade. ice cream or smoothies?: smoothies. cupcakes or cake?: cake. beach or mountains?: mountains.

favorites:

song: “i saw you in a dream” by The Japanese House. band: little mix. outfit: any sweater and skirt combo, paired with some comfortable loafers and her favorite bronze charm bracelet. place: any place she can spend time with her friends, laughing and talking and enjoying each other’s company. memory: the first time scott referred to her as a member of the pack. person: her amazing girlfriend, lydia martin. movie: heathers. show: pretty little liars.

send me an oc!!

#asks about my ocs #oc: april hannigan

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