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I like Stiles as a character, but I often get frustrated by fanon diverging from canon, and the worst of it to me is the ways that Lydia treated by Stiles - as something he deserves, most notably when she kisses Scott and he's angry, which the fandom holds against Scott because apparently Lydia making choices means Scott is a bad friend - or in the scene when Lydia is high after the werewolf attack at the movie rental place, and the only thing that keeps Stiles from doing [something] is that Lydia calls out for Jackson rather than him.

I think Stiles is kind of a jerk, and I like him because of it, but the fanon Stiles used as a weapon to bludgeon canon Scott is... the dumbest thing in the fandom

Have you ever seen the frequent criticism on this site that certain people should have paid more attention in English class? This criticism arises from posts like the one I saw today, where a person was confessing that "people think Stiles is evil because he almost made out with Lydia while she was drugged up." I don't think Stiles is evil for doing that; it sounds like you don't think Stiles is evil. I've never actually heard anyone call him evil for almost giving into temptation. (The closest I've ever come to calling Stiles's evil is his behavior in Lies of Omission (5x09) and Status Asthmaticus (5x10) and I don't even go that far). What we do recognize that what he did in Lydia's bedroom in The Tell (1x05) wasn't the right way to behave.

Stiles's desire for Lydia is real and natural; it was his inability to recognize and respect proper boundaries that almost created a very bad situation. He did pull away when Lydia said Jackson's name; the realization that she was confused about who he was and not secretly attracted to him reminded him that his behavior wouldn't be the fulfillment of his desire but him taking advantage of her. It's a good scene that tells us about Stiles's weaknesses but also about his strengths: beyond the insecurity that leads him to fixate on the most unattainable girl in school and his constant disregard for proper boundaries, Stiles is a fundamentally decent human being.

So why do I, personally, bring up this scene when talking about Teen Wolf a lot? Stiles-stans (who are not really fans of Stiles but fans of Fanon Stiles or, more accurately, Self-Insert with a Stiles Name Tag) like to go on and on about how deficient a person Scott McCall, the lead protagonist, is because he was "obsessed" with Allison and lacrosse. They argue this to say why they 'dislike' him, but what they actually mean is that he shouldn't be the lead protagonist. But they never seem to remember Stiles's behavior when it comes to Lydia (or Derek's behavior when it comes to Paige or Liam's behavior when it comes to Hayden for that matter).

My position -- and I think the production shared this position -- is that Scott's desire to have a girlfriend and make first line on the lacrosse team is real and natural. However, his attempts to avoid recognizing and coping with the consequences of Peter's vicious assault could lead to very bad situations unless he took responsibility. Scott had to learn how to anchor himself -- which he did! He had to make sure he put what was truly important ahead of his relationship with Allison -- which he did!

I have always maintained that Teen Wolf is a bildungsroman, which is a story about children becoming adults. Throughout the series, Scott's growth is primary; he evolves from an asthmatic loser who feels like he sits on the sidelines of life into a True Alpha werewolf leading a war against those who would murder supernatural creatures out of self-interest. But he's not the only one to grow. Allison had her own story; Lydia had her own story; Derek had his own story (one of the best redemption arcs ever); and Stiles had his version of that story!

The problem is that there are a lot of people who didn't watch Teen Wolf as a story, but rather as raw material. They swooped in and picked up the parts that they wanted, like vultures devouring a carcass. They wanted Stiles and <insert white male love interest here> to be the focus of the show, as they were the focus of their interests, but they could do without the part where Stiles struggles to grow up. In response, they selected only the parts that fit their agenda. Thus, Scott becomes dull, obsessive, stupid, with a foolish no-kill rule, and an unearned hostility toward the Hale Family whom he shamelessly usurps, even though none of that description is remotely true. On the other hand, Stiles becomes the should-be valedictorian of his class, a master archmage, and a ruthless anti-hero ready to kill anyone to protect which ever white male character he loves this week, even though none of that description is remotely true.

Fandom, in the name of their own enjoyment, has boiled their understanding of the story down to "I don't like Scott" and "Stiles is not evil!" Nuanced takes like "Stiles had the courage to cross boundaries to protect others but that tendency also led him into some problematic actions" and "Scott didn't start out a heroic protagonist; he only embraced the mantle when he realized that the threats he had to face didn't care that he and his friends were teenagers." become difficult for them to understand and unpleasant for them to process, because they only really want Power Fantasy Stiles and Bad Friend Scott. Those bits and pieces fit into the pre-existing tropes that bring them pleasure. It's the limitations that frustrate them, not Teen Wolf's.

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teenwolfmarvel-obsessor · 10 months

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The Great War

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Summary: You and Isaac have been together for two years. You had your fair share of ups and downs, but lately, it seemed that these little 'ups and downs' repeated themselves no matter the apologies. You tried to convince yourself that nothing was happening, but part of you knew that that wasn't the case. With the help of your older brother, it took just one discussion to understand what was going on between you and Isaac Lahey.

A/N: I don't know if I like this one very much. I had a bit of a hard time trying to write this one, so I'm hoping it's not confusing. Enjoy!!

Notes:

Y/N/N: Your Nick Name

Derek Hale -> Your Older Brother

Warnings:

Angst

Language

Isaac Lahey x-reader

"You can't just admit that you were wrong, huh?" Isaac said, his arms crossed. After seeing a movie with Scott and Kira, an argument had spurred involving something pretty stupid. My boyfriend's motorcycle was almost out of gas. I recommended going to a gas station near the theater so we could just head to my house after.

My knuckles were bruised like violets Sucker-punching walls, cursed you as I sleep-talked Spineless in my tomb of silence Tore your banners down, took the battle underground And maybe it was ego swinging Maybe it was her Flashes of the battle come back to me in a blur

Isaac insisted on going to the gas station a little bit a ways. That caused us to be stranded on the side of the road. "None of this is my fault. If we had just stopped at the gas station like I said, we wouldn't be stuck on this street," I said. He rolled his eyes when I gestured to the road.

A few cars passed, not bothering to ask if we needed help. I grabbed my phone to call Derek. Neither of us felt like involving a tow truck. "What're you doing?" Isaac asked. "Calling Derek," I clicked on my brother's contact. It rang for a few seconds before my brother picked up on the other end.

"You two were supposed to be home ten minutes ago," Derek said. I could tell that he was aggravated. Before leaving for the double date, my brother offered to stay up until we got home. I insisted that that wasn't necessary, of course, he did it anyway.

Isaac leaned against his bike with his arms crossed. He set his hands into his leather jacket, looking both ways on the street. "We're stuck on Martin Street," I said. Derek stopped what he was doing. I heard a pan hit the corner of the kitchen island. "What?" he said.

"Somebody decided not to get gas," I remarked, glaring at Isaac. Isaac scoffed and shook his head. Derek sighed on the other end of the line. "I'm on my way. Hang tight," he said. He hung up the phone. I dropped my cell phone into my purse, going back to hug my arms from the cold.

I stood beside him. His eyes were focused on the damp grass. He watched a few of the drops fall to the side of the green blades. I looked up at Isaac's expression. His brows were furrowed, small creases forming at the top of his forehead.

The two of us had been arguing more than usual. It seemed like we could never settle on something. Just last week, we had an argument about who should help Scott with something. Isaac wanted me to stay with him whereas I wanted to help Scott. Then, an argument sparked.

We haven't talked about that since last Thursday. The more days that passed, the more I worried our two-year-long relationship was ending. Peter liked to call arguments in relationships 'the great war.' I never really understood it.

All that bloodshed, crimson clover Uh-huh, the sweet dream was over My hand was the one you reached for All throughout the Great War

Isaac's hands gripped the bike's seat. I debated on setting a hand on top of his, wanting to reassure him that everything would be okay. "Why didn't we just call a tow company?" Issac spoke. He took his hands off the bike so I couldn't hold him. "We'd probably have to pay a fee or something," I said. Isaac nodded.

He looked like he wanted to debate my statement but decided against it. I opened my mouth to speak but was stopped by headlights heading in our direction. I turned to the left and saw Derek's truck. He got out of the truck.

"I've got some gas at the loft. Isaac, we can fill it up when we get there," Derek said. Isaac nodded. The two grabbed Isaac's bike and put it into the bed of the truck. Derek must've noticed the tension between me and Isaac. I went to step into the front seat but was stopped when Derek wrapped his hand around my wrist.

Always remember Uh-huh, tears on the letter I vowed not to cry anymore If we survived the Great War

He looked at me with raised brows, expecting an answer. "It's fine," I said. "Doesn't look fine," Derek let go. I fixed my purse and glanced at Isaac. Isaac sat in the back seat with his arms crossed, his head resting against the window. "It's nothing," I insisted.

Derek dropped it. I got into the front seat and he began driving home. It was quiet during the car ride. Derek occasionally changed the radio until he decided he got tired of listening to music. Though, I'd much rather listen to the radio than sit in silence. I was so happy to see the loft come into view.

After a few minutes, Isaac's bike was filled up with gas. Isaac decided to stay the night since it was already so late. Derek said his goodnight and went to his room. I laid awake with Isaac beside me, his back facing me. Isaac hadn't spoken to me since we got home. I watched his shoulders rise up and down as he breathed.

My mind kept returning to our past arguments. I ran a hand over my face, trying to push the images away. "Isaac, are you asleep?" I whispered. "Trying to," he replied, his voice muffled from the pillow. He flipped so his back was against the mattress. I rested my hands underneath my head, propping me up slightly.

"Are we breaking?" I asked. Isaac's brows furrowed at my question. He sat up, now leaning up against the headboard. "Because I feel like we are," I claimed. Isaac ran a hand through his hair before lowering his hand. He took my hand into his. "Isaac, I can't help but think that these past arguments are catching up to us," I said.

You drew up some good-faith treaties I drew curtains closed, drank my poison all alone You said I have to trust more freely But diesel is desire, you were playin' with fire

Six months ago, Isaac and I had disagreed with something, causing us to shout out accusations. I pulled away, afraid that it might happen again. I guess that should've been a clue that it might. His face softened. Isaac shook his head, letting my hand go. Maybe he didn't want to think about it? Or, maybe he just didn't want to admit it?

And maybe it's the past that's talkin' Screamin' from the crypt Tellin' me to punish you for things you never did So I justified it

"We're not breaking," he shook his head again, "If we were, I wouldn't be laying in bed with you. And I wouldn't have stuck with you for this long." He grabbed my hand, kissing my knuckles. Isaac looked at the chipped nail polish on my fingers. I sat up in the bed, my shoulder brushing against the pillow and headboard.

Isaac looked at every spot on my face, settling on a small scar on my cheek. He ran a finger over the scar, leaving his hand on the side of my face. I leaned into his touch. "I don't want to be a survivor of this great war," I said, "I don't want these arguments to continue. I want to fix this, I want to fix us." Isaac kissed my forehead.

He put his arms around me, bringing me into his chest. Isaac laid back down with me beside him. "There's no fixing us. We're okay, love, we're okay," Isaac mumbled. I knew I should believe him, I know I should, but there's a little voice inside my head that says I shouldn't.

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(Three Days Later - In the School Parking Lot)

Isaac followed me to my car, yelling. I brought out my keys. "Holy shit, Isaac. It wasn't that deep," I argued. I threw my backpack into the backseat. I opened the driver-side door, setting my water bottle and keys into the cup holder. I looked at him over my shoulder. "Oh don't give me that fucking look Y/N," he spat.

All that bloodshed, crimson clover Uh-huh, the bombs were close and My hand was the one you reached for All throughout the Great War

I was taken aback by his choice of words. My expression changed immediately. "I didn't do anything wrong," I said, "I was talking to Aiden, there was nothing there." Isaac scoffed, following me with his eyes. He grabbed my wrist but I yanked my arm out of his grasp. "What the hell is wrong with you? Don't you trust me?" I said.

He nodded in response. Isaac shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans. "Do you? Because lately, it doesn't feel like that," I replied, "Y/N do this, Y/N don't do that. Y/N you shouldn't talk to him, you shouldn't talk to anyone other than me. Y/N, stop telling me what to do." I felt people's eyes on us, but I didn't pay any attention to them.

Isaac noticed small tears begin to form. "It's like you don't trust me anymore," I said, "It's like you've fallen out of love, and I have no idea why." He thought to himself for a second, not knowing what or how to say it. I waited for what felt like forever before getting into my car.

"Wait, Y/N/N," Isaac held the car door. I tried ripping his hand off the frame, but he was stronger than me. "I haven't fallen out of love for you," Isaac said. "Then, what is it?" I asked. His mouth opened, but no words came out. "Nothing? Absolutely nothing?" I continued, "Not one word?"

His eyes dropped to the concrete. I wiped a tear and got into my car. I was able to shut the door just as Isaac let go of it. He watched me pull out of the lot.

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(Later That Night)

The TV played one of Derek's favorite reality shows. I yawned with my head against the couch cushion. Derek had gotten back from god knows what. All I knew was that he brought home groceries. He sat beside me, eating some mac n' cheese Peter surprisingly made.

Derek nudged my shoulder, noticing that I had been quiet all evening. "What's wrong?" he inquired. "Nothing," I replied, not taking my focus away from the show. Derek paused the show and set the remote on the armrest.

"Y/N, I think you forget that I'm a werewolf," Derek said, resting an arm on the back of the couch. "Isaac and I are arguing. Like, nonstop," I informed. Derek's brows narrowed in confusion. He always thought that me and Isaac were okay.

But I guess looks can be deceiving. He motioned for me to continue. "I honestly don't even know why," I shrugged, "One month, we just started disagreeing on every single thing. And, I've searched my mind for any damn reason, but nothing speaks out. I have tried desperately to think what Isaac might be thinking. When I ask, I get the same answer."

Derek nodded as I spoke. I wiped a stray tear away. I hated crying in front of people, especially in front of the person who would quite literally kill anyone who got in my way.

It turned into something bigger Somewhere in the haze, got a sense I'd been betrayed Your finger on my hairpin triggers Soldier down on that icy ground Looked up at me with honor and truth

"Derek, it's changed," I looked at him. His face fell at the state of my eyes. "I feel like I should break up with him," I added, "Because I can't continue thinking that everything is going to end right then and there. I can't continue arguing with him, it just breaks me and Isaac."

Broken and blue, so I called off the troops That was the night I nearly lost you I really thought I had lost you

Derek nodded again. He opened his arms, gesturing for me to hug him. He gave me a reassuring squeeze. Derek let go of me, his hands resting on my shoulders. "You can try to piece everything together, maybe say a little prayer, even," Derek said, "But there's no victory in this. Just like you said."

He paused and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. Derek fixed my t-shirt before continuing. "It's not fair to either of you. Those terrible moments that the two of you have are embedded in your relationship. You can't go back, neither of you can. You've said things that can't be returned," Derek finished.

Derek kissed my forehead and gave me a much-needed hug. For the rest of the night, we talked about my situation and watched the rest of his show.

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(The Next Day, at the loft)

After last night's talk with Derek, I decided to call Isaac over. He was happy that I called him since we hadn't talked since yesterday. Isaac sat in front of me with his hands sitting in his lap. He stared at me (GIF Above) as I played with my fingers, chipping off the polish.

Isaac reached an arm out and took my hands. I looked up at his eyes, feeling like there was some part of him that knew what was coming. And then, I began to regret what I was about to do. I still loved him, and he still loved me.

"Isaac," I cleared my throat, "I've thought this over and over again, but I can't think of a better way to tell you this." I let go of his hand, going back to picking at the chipped nail polish. Isaac nodded and sat up in his spot.

To that bloodshed, crimson clover Uh-huh, the worst was over My hand was the one you reached for All throughout the Great War

Isaac let out a heavy sigh, nodding his head. "I know," he said, "I know what you're about to say, Y/N. You don't have to say it." I looked away from the ground, feeling his eyes land on me. I felt a wave of relief wash over me, but it slowly faded. "You shouldn't regret it," Isaac said.

Uh-huh, we're burned for better I vowed I would always be yours 'Cause we survived the Great War

"I'm sorry," I said. "Why're you sorry?" he replied. Isaac's voice was soft and gentle as he spoke. "Because I hurt you," I croaked, swallowing the lump in my throat. Isaac shook his head and hugged me tightly.

"We hurt each other," he clarified, "But I'll always love you, Y/N. I hope you know that." I nodded with my head against his chest. He set one last kiss on my head.

I would always be yours 'Cause we survived the Great War Uh-huh I vowed I would always be yours

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Secrets, Secrets Are No Fun(2)

Outer Banks x Teen Wolf PT.2

WARNINGS: Fighting scars, , R@pe talk.

*This isn't going to follow the Teen Wolf movie plot exactly because I wanna get right to the point in some areas. For the sake of the story pretend Dereks loft was in the middle of the woods :)*

It's been about five years since you left Beacon Hills and you and Rafe have been together for those five years. Your life has been quiet thank god, not having to deal with the supernatural for years. You've of course talked to Scott, your mom, and some of the others on occasion. No one in Outer Banks knows your secret but they're definitely starting to be suspicious of some of the scars on your body, wounds that your super healing couldn't fully heal. The group including Rafe also noticed your eyes glowing when you got insanely pissed at a guy one night. Rafe was always the one to comment on the scars that ran across your back.

It was after a 10-hour shift at The Wreck and you had been sleeping over Rafes for the past couple of days so you headed over after work hopping in his shower. You knew he would be home soon after a long day at the course. You were letting the water cascade down your body and you heard the door open knowing it was Rafe. "Hey ba-" His sentence was cut short when seeing the laceration scars across your back. "What are these?" Rafe whispered running his finger across them.

"I don't want to talk about it. Bad memories." You whispered back leaning back into him his arms wrapping around your waist kissing your shoulder. "Okay, baby. I'm all ears if you ever wanna talk." He reassured smiling against my neck and running his hands over my stomach. "You wouldn't understand Rafe. Very few can understand." He didn't know what to say knowing that if you said he wouldn't understand you meant it and he didn't want to push it. He didn't let him stop from wondering what happened to you. He wasn't stupid he knew they were whip lacerations and the thought of that happening to you made him sick. He would probably have a heart attack if he found out everything.

You were at Rafes end of summer party and everyone was wasted out of their minds. You were drunk as hell due to the wolfs-bane in your drink. During the summer you made friends with a girl at your job and you became very good friends and you guys knew each other's secrets (most of them.) One thing you knew is that she had a restraining order against her r@pist. You were standing in the kitchen sipping on your mixed drink looking around the party. Your eyes landed on the drunken girl and the same guy she told you about. You slammed your drink down marching over and pushing him away from her.

"Get the fuck away from her." Your voice was stern and hard glaring at him. "It's fine, she's my girlfriend." He tried making your face turn in disgust and your glare turning even harsher. "I'll call the cops right fucking now." He put his hands up in defense a smile on his ugly ass face knowing I knew. "I'm innocent, the bitch is just fucking crazy." You cocked your head to the side your tongue poking your cheek. "What the fuck did you just say? I'm gonna give you a chance to walk away." He crossed his arms thinking he would win just because he was bigger than me. I could fucking kill him in a second if I wanted to.

When he realized I wasn't to back down he scoffed turning to walk away. "It's not r@pe if she liked it." He said under his breath and you grabbed his shoulder turning him around and punching him right in the middle of his face. A whole circle formed around you guys including Kie, Rafe, JJ, Pope, and so on and so forth. You threw multiple punches at him your face stone cold as the pogues and Rafe were watching in shock and terror. They've never seen you angry and this went from 0 to 100 real quick. Since they were all relatively in front of you they all could've sworn they saw your eyes glow red. They never said anything they just blamed it on the strobe lights.

You were sleeping in Rafes' bed on your side of the bed the same dream occurring the past few months. It was Allison well a form of Allison and she was in distress screaming for help and it's all that would happen before the dream ended. This time she seemed so real, the screams sounded real and you were there with her trying to save her but she kept getting farther away. "Allison! Allison! Allison!" You chanted in your dream. Rafe woke up to you screaming a name in fear and hyperventilating in your sleep. "Baby! Y/N! Y/N!" He shook you until you woke up and your eyes shot open tears rolling down your face as you were sweating and your chest heaving.

"You're safe baby. You're okay I'm here." He moved the blankets off of you to cool you down and turned his fan on sitting in front of you on the bed. "Are you okay love?" He rubbed his hands up and down your arms as you nodded even though you weren't. "Can I ask something?" He knew not to ask about your past but it was worth a shot. "Of course." You whispered grabbing the water from the nightstand. "Who's Allison?" You took a gulp of your water slowly putting the cap back on deciding on whether to say anything or not.

"Uh, she was my best friend. My brother's first love. She died for me. She pushed me out of the way. We couldn't save her." You whispered closing your eyes as you relived one of the worst nights of your life. "I'm so sorry baby. But that's not your fault, she loved you and you can't blame yourself for not being able to save her." He tried to reassure. The thing was you would've been able to save her but she wasn't in pain, you can't take away pain if there's none. "Goodnight baby." You kissed him laying back down with Rafe wrapping his arms around you from behind. When you woke up you informed Rafe that you were going to go back home(new home) for a few days to clear your mind.

You were chilling in your room watching tv when all of a sudden you got a text from Liam only saying 'We got a problem.' You sat up in bed abruptly. You called Liam chewing your lip. "What kind of fucking problem?" You immediately asked when he picked up the phone. "I'm good Y/N, how are you." You laughed at his sassiness pinching the bridge of your nose. "Yeah, I'm great Dunbar. What is the problem?" "Uh, the Nogistune escaped. Onis are back. You know same old same old." You knew he was nervous and you gulped hard. "How'd he escape?" "A hooded figure freed him. I don't know who it is." "Okay, I'll be back in Beacon Hills as soon as possible." You hung up calling Scott immediately after.

"Liam text you?" He immediately asked. "Yeah with no explanation at all." You laughed as did he agreeing Liam did the same thing to him. "Dunbar hasn't changed. So are you going back to Beacon Hills?" "I don't think I have a choice, Scott. I'm packing now and I'll be back home the first chance I get. It's going to come back after us and we'll get killed if we don't fight." The conversation continued as you grabbed your bag and keys leaving the house and heading to the airport texting your aunt and uncle saying you were going back home for a few. Kie hid behind the bathroom door so she wouldn't be caught eavesdropping on your conversation. Kiara heard you leave the house but you were already long gone. Kie rushed out of the house heading to the Chateau texting Sarah to have Rafe head there too.

"Guys! Guys!" She yelled sprinting up to the porch and flinging the door open. "You good Kie?" JJ asked standing up and heading over to her and she shook her head. "It's Y/N, she's going back home and she was on the phone with her brother talking about how something is after them and they might get killed." She rushed out in one breath and everyone was confused telling her to slow down. "What the fuck do you mean she'll get killed?" Rafe asked standing up and running his hands over his buzzcut. "I don't know Rafe! All I heard was that if they don't fight they get killed! It's all I heard!" The whole group started stressing and worrying sitting down and putting their heads in their hands.

"Okay well, the only option is to go to Beacon Hills after her," Cleo said with a shrug acting like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Alright, let's go." JJ piped up not about to sit around while his friend is in danger. "How the hell are we going to get there?" Pope asked the reasonable question. Rafe and Sarah looked at each other smirking. "Ward's private jet." They all went their separate ways packing and Sarah was of course able to get Ward to give her the plane. They all met up at the plane and loaded their things before starting their journey to California.

You had arrived at Beacon Hills four hours later texting Scott saying he was back at home and that Mom was at work. You entered the house, and Scott instantly wrapped you in his arms. "I've missed you." You whispered into his shoulder hugging him tightly. "I've missed you too." You felt him smile against your head. You guys pulled away and you saw Argent, Lydia, and Derek standing in the kitchen. You hugged all of them then all sat around discovering that you, Scott, Lydia, and Argent have been having the same nightmare/vision about Allison.

"We gotta save Allison," Scott said and you all agreed and found the ritual that you all had to do to help her. You, Scott, Lydia, and Malia made your way into the forest during the night heading to the Nemeton to perform the ritual to break her free. You guys started walking away when nothing started to happen but as you started walking you heard the tree start crackling and when you turned around the stump was glowing and soon enough a naked Allison was laying on the tree stump unconscious. You rushed her to the hospital, your mom getting her into a room.

When Allison woke up she snuck out of her room and you all split up to try and find her but she kicked your asses each time someone got a hold of her. She left the hospital while you and Scott ran into Argent and Deacon. You all looked at each other and ran after Allison but she was already gone. "She didn't recognize me," Argent said and Scott agreed. "She was expecting me to say my last name was.." "Hale." Scott and Argent said at the same time. "We need to find Derek." You said looking at Scott and both of you got in his truck using your senses to find him.

"We need to find Derek. Now." You and Scott were able to track him to the high school to see Liam and Hikari standing over Derek ready to fight Allison who was holding her crossbow but ran.

"Go after her, I got Derek." You said heading over to him ripping off a part of your shirt to place on his neck trying to slow and stop the blood. "Eli- find Eli." Derek choked out and you looked up at Liam. "Find him." You told Liam and him and his girlfriend ran off leaving you with Derek. "Stop talking. I got you." You were able to drag him to the car but as soon as you got him in arrows were shot into the tires. You turned around to see Allison walking towards you her crossbow raised at you.

You put your hands up in defense not wanting to have to fight Allison. The Pogues and Rafe tracked your location to the high school and hid in the bushes when seeing you exit the building but to their surprise, you weren't alone. "What the fuck?" Kie gasped when seeing you were carrying someone who was missing a piece of their throat. They watched as you loaded the mystery man into a truck and as a brunette shot the tires and was stalking toward you. "I just want Derek Hale," Allison stated holding her crossbow at your head and you shook your head. "You're not getting him." "Looks like I'll just have to kill you for him."

You knew if Derek didn't get help soon his chance of surviving was low. Allison shot an arrow at you and you caught it throwing it on the ground. She throws her crossbow on the ground grabs her knives and runs toward you swinging at you but you duck and dodge every swing she took at you trying not to fight her. Sheriff Stilinski pulled up and you yelled at him to get Derek in the back of the cop car and take him to the old loft. "Why does that look exactly like Allison?" Sheriff yelled as he and Mason dragged Derek out of the truck and you kept Allison away. "Because it is Allison!" Sheriff's mouth dropped but he knew he didn't have time to talk to you about it at the moment.

Rafe's mouth dropped when hearing you say that because just two days ago you told him that Allison was dead. That she died for you and here he was witnessing you fighting her. Allison cut your knee making you fall and she was about to stab you until Scott ran over and tackled her. "Go with Derek. I got this." You nodded climbing into the car and speeding off. The Pogues left when you left and found a little motel to stay at for the time being. "Okay, so there's a lot to unpack from what we just saw." John B said and everyone nodded never being so confused in their lives.

"T-That girl is supposed to be dead," Rafe said sitting on the bed and running his hands over his buzzcut. "How do you know?" JJ looked at him suspiciously. "The other night Y/N had a nightmare and was screaming 'Allison' in her sleep. When I woke her up she said Allison was her best friend and that she died for Y/N. She pushed Y/N out of the way of something and she got killed." "Well, she looked pretty alive to me," Cleo said making Rafe roll his eyes, he didn't know how that girl was alive but he knew she was supposed to be dead.

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pansexual-puppy-pack · 9 months

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@theoraekenapperciation 's theo week 2023, day 7: dealer's choice! — teen wolf: the movie

Liam, Hikari, Mason, and Corey were walking through the Hales' Mechanic Shop parking lot when Liam spotted a flash of brown hair that didn't belong to Eli. His instinct kicked in.

Liam ran towards whoever it was, only stopping when they turned around, hazel eyes with a tortured look behind them.

"...Theo?"

"I, uh," Theo stopped, a deer in headlights. "I heard you were back in town."

He had grown a beard, and there were small traces of human age showing on his face. Things seem to have changed in Theo, probably the same things that changed in Liam the last time they saw each other.

"Fifteen years." Liam said after a pause, voice low enough to be considered a growl. "Fifteen years—a whole decade and a fucking half—and you were here the entire time?"

Theo seemed to be at a loss for words—Mason, Corey, and Hikari, too. He took a step back, but Liam matched him with a step forward, unwilling to let him go.

"Why?" Liam asked, but it was sharp, acted more like a command, a plea. "Why didn't you say anything?"

His heartrate skyrocketed, Hikari and Corey's scents going confused when they heard it, too. He still didn't reply.

("Should we go?" Mason asked Corey and Hikari.)

Liam took another step forward, Theo staying planted to his position on the floor. He reached forward, quick, and lightly took Theo's wrist.

"Theo," Liam spoke, quiet.

"Liam." Theo swallowed, then put on a smile that danced on the line between genuine and deceitful—a dangerous one—and said, "Been a while."

Liam's instincts got the better of him. He punched Theo in the face. (It connected really well.)

"Nice to see you, too." Theo said, voice breaking for a split second, quickly moving his hand to his face. Liam was sure it was broken.

"You're kidding, right?" Liam asked, but it didn't really sound like a question. "All this time?"

"I heard about the dead girl," Theo said, but that wasn't exactly what Liam wanted to hear. "What's her name, Allison?"

"Why didn't you say anything?" Liam asked, and he felt the shift in his bones, threatening to come out through the mix of emotions that raged within him.

Theo put his weight on his back foot and slowly took his hand away from his face. He looked straight at Liam as he said, "How the hell was I supposed to?"

Liam made a disbelieving face. "Text me?"

"And say what?" Theo asked. "'Oh, sorry for kissing you in that elevator. Anyway, I have to disappear because I'm probably going to be arrested for attempted and successful murder'—is that what you wanted me to say?"

"It would've been better than nothing!" He replied loudly, to Theo's actual, literal surprise. "I would've taken a shitty text over a decade and a half of pure silence—I thought you were dead."

"Trust me, things would be a whole lot simpler if I was."

And Liam felt his entire being sink into the floor, his heart dropping to hell. His heart stilled for a second. "...What?"

Like it was any other day, Theo said, "Argent and the Sheriff put on supernatural parole for a few years. Never really recovered."

Liam couldn't handle it anymore. He took Theo's wrist and dragged him to a secluded spot of the parking lot, just far enough so that Hikari and Corey wouldn't be able to hear unless they tried.

"I tried to find you." He told Theo, not letting go. "Mason, Corey, and I looked everywhere—the hospital, the sewers, any parking lot that the cops had caught you in before—but we couldn't find you. Where were you?"

Theo pressed his lips into a thin line before he answered, "Gone. I got in my truck and skipped town."

Liam heard his heart race.

"Argent caught me a few weeks later."

"And then what?" Liam asked, tightening his grip. "He put you to work, and you decided to just not let us know?"

"I thought Argent told you," Theo said quietly.

"Well, he didn't." Liam said, searching Theo's expression. "Or we wouldn't be in this situation right now."

Theo looked away—Liam placed a hand on his shoulder and pulled so they were facing each other again.

"You don't just—" Liam started, angry. He took a breath.

He tried again, gentler, this time.

"You don't just leave like that, Theo."

The next part went unsaid.

And now that I have you again, I'm not letting you go.

happy theo week 2023!!

#my posts #my writing #theo #liam #thiam #movie #theoweek23 #theoappercationweek23 #theoappreciationweek23

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sunnyie-eve · 7 months

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7 | Dance

Series: Indispensable | Teen Wolf

Paring: (Stiles Stilinski x OFC Martin)

Word Count: 2.8k

A/N: Might be a few mistakes

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When I got home I saw Lydia sitting on my bed hugging one of my pillows. "Where have you been?" She asks hugging my pillow tighter.

"With a friend." I tell her but she stays quiet. "Lydia, why are you in my room?" I ask her.

"I just wanted to see what you were doing?" She sighs and I can tell she wanted to cry or either cried earlier.

"What's wrong Lydia?" I ask her in a serious tone.

"Why do you ask that?" She puts my pillow back.

"You seem upset." I take a seat on my bed.

"Jackson broke up with me." Her voice cracks.

"You don't need him. You're Lydia Martin." I tell her.

"But I love him."

I sigh, "Lydia, he treats you like shit. Especially when we were in the school that night. How do you let treat you like that? And let him flirt with Allison? Stand up for yourself." I snap at her.

"He doesn't treat me bad." She looks down.

"How did he break up with you? Word for word?" I ask her.

"He sent me a text saying, Lydia, please give up my spare house key at your earliest convenience. SoIasked him as if we're no longer dating to which he said he decided to drop some dead weight in his life...and I'm just about the deadest." She explains to me.

"Lydia... that's treating you like shit!" I tell her.

"I didn't come in here to be yelled at." She gets off my bed going to the door to leave.

"I raised my voice because you said he doesn't treat you bad, but he didn't break up with you, he dumped you... in an asshole way. I'm just trying to tell you, you deserve better than Jackson." I tell her right before she slams my bedroom door. I sigh shaking my head flipping her off behind the door. I literally was just trying to be there for her and help her out.

Saturday I ignore my phone going off from Stiles because I just wasn't in the mood. Last night with Lydia just pissed me off because I hate how our relationship is now. "How about you get off your ass and get out of the house. You ignored my texts and calls yesterday when we could have needed you. And your phone is still turned off." Stiles burst through my bedroom door.

"How the hell does my mom let you in?" I groan pausing my movie.

"She doesn't. I let myself in." He gives me a duh look.

"We lock our doors." I raise an eyebrow.

"I know, that's why I had a key made." He shows me the key.

"Give me that." I jump out of bed going for the key.

"No." He holds it up high.

"You really going to my height as an advantage?" I cross my arms.

"You're 5'3 so yeah." He laughs making me punch his shoulder.

"Get out and let me get dressed." I groan walking over to my closet.

"I'll be waiting in the jeep." He leaves my room.

I get dressed then head outside getting in his jeep. "So because I ignored you yesterday you're dragging me out today?" I ask as he drives to Scott's.

"Pretty much." He smiles over at me.

"I regret putting myself into this spot." I sigh causing him to laugh at me. "That's funny?" I look over at him.

"Yeah." He laughs looking at the road.

"Explain, please." I smile since he found it so funny.

"If you never went back to find the other half of the body, you wouldn't be in my jeep right now. But you did so now you are stuck with me and Scott." He looks over at me giving me a smile.

"It's more like I'm stuck with you. Scott doesn't have a key to my house. He doesn't drag me around. He doesn't show up whenever. He doesn't spam me with calls and texts. He doesn't-,"

Stiles cuts me off, "Okay, I get it. You're just stuck with me, not Scott." He says making me laugh.

When we get to Scott's we see him searching his room looking for something. "Someone call my phone." He tells us as messing up his room. Stiles ends up calling it a lot but Scott has no luck and won't give up. "Call it again." Scott tells Stiles making us sigh.

"It's not here. If it was you would've heard it by now." I explain leaning against the wall.

"Okay, so you lost your phone. Why don't you just get a new one?" Stiles tells him.

"I can't afford a new one. And I can't do this alone. We have to find Derek." Scott keeps looking.

"Well, A, you're not alone. You have me." I clear my throat. "... and Julia. And B, didn't you say Derek walked into gunfire? He sounds pretty dead." Stiles adds.

"Argent's plan was to use him to get to the Alpha - they're not gonna kill him." Scott tells him.

"All right, so then just let them do what they're planning, you know? They use Derek to get Peter - problem solved." Stiles says as Scott throws around clothes.

"Not if Peter's going after Allison to find Derek! I can't protect her on my own. Which means we either find Derek first...just...just help me!" Scott snaps.

"You know, you probably lost it when you two were fighting." I suggest making Stiles agree and add to it.

"You remember that, when he was trying to kill you, after you interrupted him trying to kill Jackson? Are you starting to see a pattern of violent behavior here?" I just stare at the back of his head.

"He wasn't going to kill anyone. And I'm not letting him die." Scott tells him.

"Could you at least think about letting him die? For me?" Stiles whines so I smack him upside the head.

"What?" I notice Scott hears something.

"My Mom just got home from work." He says listing to her.

"Is she okay?" I ask and he shakes his head no.

"What's she doing?" Stiles asks.

"Crying." He tells us before sitting down on his bed upset.

"Scott, you can't protect everyone." Stiles tells him.

"I have to." He looks at us. We don't stay that long at Scott's so when we head out I was surprised Stiles didn't take me straight home.

"I don't remember telling you I wanted to come over to your place." I raise an eyebrow as we get to his place.

"Well you don't remember you telling me you wanted me to take you home." He raises an eyebrow. We both just stare at each other for a few seconds in his parked jeep.

"I hate you and that sarcasm is your only defense." I get out of his jeep walking to the front door.

"Hello Julia." Noah says as I walk in.

"Your son brought me here without my consent and against my will so be basically he's kidnapping me." I say walking into the dining room. "He also lets himself into my house without us knowing." I add as I hear Stiles shut the front door.

"Stiles." His dad calls out making him come in.

"That's not entirely true... I say hi to your mom when I make my way up to your room. So she knows I'm there." He makes a face at me.

"To apologize for my son's actions... I'm ordering pizza for dinner, would you like to stay for dinner?" Noah asks me.

"I'm sure she doesn't want to." Stiles speaks for me.

"Actually I would love to. What, you drag me out of my house, say I'm stuck with you but don't want me to stay for dinner?" I cross my arms at him.

"Huh? We would love to have you stay for dinner. I'm going to my room now." He leaves making me and his dad laugh at him.

"Again, I'm sorry you are stuck with him as a friend now." Noah gets up patting my back.

"He's alright at times." I smile at him then head to Stiles room. "Are you cleaning up a little?" I ask stopping in his doorway.

"Just had some dirty clothes laying out." He snatched up a pair of boxers up and throws them in his hamper.

"I'm not Lydia so don't worry. You don't have to make anything look nice to impress me. Plus I've been in here before when it was messy with clothes and papers." I remind him but he changes the topic.

"I can't believe you snitched on me to my dad." He sits down on his bed.

"Well you should because I did." I sit at his computer going to put on All Time Low.

"I regret bringing you here and not home. Now I gotta have dinner with you." He groans causing me to laugh.

"That's what you get and I'm sorry it's not with my sister you love so much." I say the second part sarcastically.

"Why do you do that?" He asks me.

"What?" I turn to face him.

"Keep saying things about Lydia. You're not Lydia, don't worry. Sorry I'm not having dinner with Lydia." He tilts his head.

"Because I can." I laugh it off.

"Julia." He says my name in a serious tone.

"What? I should be able to joke about things because you're in love with my sister." I continue to laugh.

"Don't though. Not because it's embarrassing or annoying... it's because you don't need to compare yourself to her." He says making me stop.

"I know I don't need to but I'm used to it so just ignore it when I do. When I do it I try to joke about it." I tell him truthfully.

"Remember when I first asked you why aren't you like Lydia at Lacrosse practice?" He brings it up again.

"Yeah, when we were thinking Scott was a werewolf. Why are you bringing it up?" I ask him.

"Then I said at the party I didn't mean for it to come off in a bad way earlier. I meant it as, there's just something, I can't explain it... I think I'm getting close to fully understand what it is to describe." He says making me want to cry but I hold it back.

"And what would that be Stiles Stilinski?" I force a laugh.

"I can't tell you just yet but I can say I should have been talking to you back in third grade. You're a great person to be around. Everyone should get the chance to get to know Julia Reese Martin and know her for who she is. Not just by some stupid label given to her because she happens to be Lydia Martin's sister." He says giving me a look at he really means what he was saying.

I can't help but get up and leave his room going to the bathroom locking the door to cry. I sit down on the toilet covering my face quietly crying into my hands. I've never had someone tell me that so it meant a lot to me. Especially coming from someone, who I know is obsessed with Lydia. After a few seconds I look in the mirror and make sure I don't look so red. I take a breath in and walk out to see Stiles leaning against the wall. "Can I help you?" I laugh.

"I'm here if you need someone to talk to and you look like you really need someone right now." He sighs making me want to cry again.

"I-I..." My voice cracks making Stiles pull me into a hug rubbing my back.

"Let it out." He tells me so I cry into his chest.

"What you said means a lot to me. Be-because n-n-no one has ever said that to-to me." He just continues to rub my back.

"Well I'm glad to be the first to do so. That means you can never forget it." He says making me smile as I step back.

"Pizza is here." Noah calls out so we head to the kitchen. Dinner was really nice with the two of them and it felt like I was part of the family.

The next day after school I go to the mall with Lydia and Allison so we can pick a dress for the dance. "Something wrong Allison?" I ask seeing her out of it.

"Nothing's wrong, I just, I have a lot on my mind." She tells us.

"You could smile, at least. Ever heard of the saying, Never frown. Someone could be falling in love with your smile. Smile, Allison. I'm buying you a dress." Lydia tells her as we go up the escalator.

"I have to admit as far as apologies go, that's more than I expected." Allison says and I guess she found out about Lydia kissing Scott. "But not as much as I'm going to ask." Allison adds.

"What? What's that supposed to mean?" Lydia asks as we get off.

"It means you're going to cancel on whatever dumb, roided up jock you said yes to and you're going to go with somebody else." Allison tells her.

"Who?" She asks.

"Him." We look over at Stiles and I start to laugh for two reasons. One; he sprayed perfume in his face. Two; he is going to lose it. "Oh...Don't frown, Lydia. Someone could be falling in love with your smile." Allison tells her as Stiles waves at us.

"You're his friend, come on." Lydia grabs my hand pulling me over to Stiles with her. "You're taking me to the dance and Julia is going to tag along because she knows you. Now lets find me a dress." She snaps her fingers at him.

"You heard her." I snap my fingers at him so he will follow her. As I look for a dress I like I can't help but laugh at Lydia tossing dresses at Stiles so she can try them on. "Oh okay, so are you just gonna...try these on right now? All of them? Is this a 24 hour Macy's?" He follows her so I follow them with a three dresses to try on.

At home getting ready for the dance, Lydia comes into my room. "You didn't let me see what dress you picked." I stand up to show her. "That doesn't look bad on you! Who are you trying to impress? Your friend... S-s-st-stiles." She snaps her fingers. "Do you like him?" She smiles at me.

"What? No. I'm not trying to impress anyone. And one, he doesn't like me like that. Trust me, he's in love with someone else." I eye her.

"Well he's dumb for not liking you. Especially after he sees you tonight." She leaves my room. Why is she being nice? Not much later our mom calls out for us saying Stiles was here to pick us up. "I'll be right there. I'm fixing up my makeup." Lydia says as I head downstairs.

"Lydia is touching up her makeup so she'll be done in a second." I say walking down the stairs not noticing how Stiles looked at me because I was looking down while I walked. When I walk over to his side I finally look up to see him looking at me. "Don't worry. I won't be around y'all so you can be alone with her." I laugh thinking that's why he was staring at me.

When Lydia does come done he didn't turn his head to look at her so I nudged him to look at her. Our mom wishes us to have a good time and we leave heading to the school. When we get there Stiles let's Lydia out then me. "Jackson. You look handsome." She smiles as he walks up with Allison.

"Obviously. It's Hugo Boss." He tells her before walking off making me flip him off.

"Asshole. I'll see you guys inside." I leave her and Stiles going in alone. I end up sitting in the bleachers alone and don't even notice Scott come up and sit behind me.

"You're my shield." He says making realize he was here.

"Okay." I agree as he probably scans for Allison. "Why aren't you sitting with Stiles and Lydia?" He asks me.

"Letting him live out his dream with her." I laugh watching them from where I sat.

"So you are going to just sit here alone all night?" He asks me.

"That was my plan from the start." I say as I see Lydia agree to dance with Stiles.

"You're lame." Scott laughs making me turn around to slap him.

"McCall! I see you!" Coach shouts out from across the room making Scott get up and run away.

"That was your fault." I shout out. I watch him run over to Danny and act like he was dancing with making Coach let him dance because he made it seem like it was wrong.

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fiction-justanotherstateofmind · 1 year

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Here I'll write the comments as I watch the new Teen Wolf movie, so SPOILERS!!

SPOILER

1) WTF! Why would you keep a evil spirit IN A RESTAURANT?! Easily accessible to anyone. And what if you open the wrong jar while cooking?!

Unbelievable.

2) All the Scott's first scene... kinda cringe

3) I'm not gonna lie, I missed the intro song 🎶

4) I've never heard Deaton speak so much (and for my Italian friends: lo vedo un po' sciupato)

5) Derek, my beautiful love! And hello, Stiles and Derek's son (called like Stiles' grandfather, Elias. iykyk)

6) Why do they talk about the Nemeton like they don't know it?

7) I love Derek as a dad. My heart is melting.

8) Parrish and Malia don't make any sense.

Update from the end of the movie. Ok, I kinda like them, but they still don't make any sense.

9) Apparently Deaton can fight now. Plus every time I see the nogitsune all I can see is this:

10) For a moment I thought I was watching the Winx... I guess some things never change. I surely didn't miss the bad special effects.

And why does everyone needs to be naked??

11) OMG!!! VICTORIAAA. This woman scares me even now

12) I've always dislike Allison, now even more: my poor poor Derek! 😭

Ok no, false alarm, but I don't change my opinion.

I really love Dad Derek btw.

13) I missed Peter and Chirs together. My other ship

14) Scott to Eli: "Find your dad". What if instead you tell him where his dad is too, since you do know Derek is at home but Eli doesn't *facepalm pt.2*

15) The parallel between Dark Allison and Scott and Dark Allison and her killing spree against my precious Erica and Boyd. YOU SEE WHY I DON'T LIKE HER?! (She didn't even say sorry for that btw)

16) The Sheriff killing Oni while sitting on the couch is on another level

17) Derek dies pt.2 (my heart can't take it anymore)

18) What?! Why, tell me why did you run against theirs swords. You literally killed yourself, Eli. *facepalm pt.3*

19) Peter, that was cringe af. And Chris wdym with 8 hours at most when we know from the show that it takes about 24h before the death?? Omg I can't with this movie

20) And now why do they care about the game? Hello, your father's going to die, Eli!!

21) Oh, she's really doing it. I didn't expect it (Allison shooting at Scott)

22) Ouch, that must hurt (Nogitsune with a new hole in the middle of his forehead)

23) I missed Chris and Peter's duo, but please give me back Peter's old hair style, this one is a death crime

24) Jackson my beautiful little lizard. I've always loved you ♡

25) How disgusting! It's like Rufus (from Kim Possible) became the Darach:

Do you se the resemblance too? Unfortunately I don't have a photo of the nogitsune unmummified.

26) The scene is kinda cheap but gods if I missed them

27) Why are Derek's eyes blue?? They were yellow again after the the Mexican fountain of youth

Update: nevermind. They reminded me that after Derek evolves his eyes go back to blue.

28) Can anyone stay dead in this city?? Harris too, come on!

29) You're giving your son TO SCOTT?? Are you serious, Derek?? It's like a big child, he can't take care of Eli. If Stiles was there, he would tell you the same (but if Stiles was there, Eli would be with his other dad -Stiles- so Scott wouldn't be even an option but I stand for my objection)

30) HIS EYES!! HIS EYES TURNED RED LIKE A TRUE ALPHA (btw, Derek, you've always been the alpha to me)

31) They've vanished. No corpse no death. And even then, we're in Beacon Hills so what is one more resurrection, right? Right??

32) SCOTT, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!! YOU'RE IN YOUR 30s, ALLISON IS STILL 16/17!

And why are you kissing anyway! Derek's dead*! (*to them, 'cause in reality Derek's alive, safe and sound. I know it)

33) Excuse me, can I see at least one tear for Derek Sourwolf Hale, please? Are y'all being serious? Scott is almost smiling!!

Also, they had a funeral for Derek but didn't invite Cora, his sisters... they didn't even tell Isaac that Allison is alive (you know, Allison, your boyfriend. I know you kinda forgot him even when you were dying but if you remember everything then Isaac is supposed to be in that everything too). They didn't even call Stiles!

35) Why does it seem that when the Sheriff was talking about the jeep he was actually talking about Stiles and Derek (or sterek as a ship/concept). No matter what, we sterek shipper will stand. Always and forever.

Final thoughts

I thought worse but at the same time it felt rush. I wanted to see more Eli and Malia bonding. Also the way the Sheriff cares about Eli it seems more like a grandfather to a grandson (if you know what I mean) but we couldn't really see that. And can we talk about Derek and Noah (John for the friends)'s partnership? Or how Derek speaks about Stiles with Noah as he's still in touch with him??

And where is Eli come from anyway?! Are we finally normalize mpreg?

Final final thoughts

I didn't like this movie. It was like a big bad Scallison fanfiction found on wattpad (ao3 is better). A lot of things were forgotten and other changed.

BUT

There's always a but (as in the Derek's "death" *wink wink*).

This movie gave us a lot of sterek material.

I'm afraid of what Jeff Davis' mind could possibly come with for another movie, probably more about Eli's past which means a mother for sure (unfortunately the world isn't ready for mpreg yet I'm afraid) and less sterek material. But at the same time I want to see Derek alive again, I want to see how they would manage with two true alpha and how Derek and Eli's relationship would evolve.

I want a lot of things to see but I'm afraid they won't give me any of them, so I can't decide either I want another movie or not.

What do you think?

#teen wolf #stiles stilinski #derek hale #sterek #stiles x derek #gif #dylan o'brien #teen wolf movie #teen wolf the movie #scallison #teen wolf movie reaction #derek is alive I know it #werewolves #werewolf #elihale #eli is stiles and derek's son

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runwithwolvcs · 1 year

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Addicted to You

three - Bad Habit

Smuttish

word count: 2826

As much as she loved animals, Sulli had finally come to terms with the downside of being a veterinarian. Helping injured animals made her happy, she loved seeing the smiles on their owners faces when she gave them good news. But seeing the animals that couldn’t be helped, or the ones that were surrendered to the clinic because the owners didn't realise how hard it was to take care of animals, or worse, because they just didn’t want them anymore, broke her heart.

Sulli wished she could take them all home with her to love and adore them the way they deserved, but that was just a fantasy.

“Hey babes, you’ve got mail.” She heard Kaycee call out to her as she shut the front door.

Sulli collected the mail for her from the table in the entry way as she walked into the living room. She nearly groaned out loud as she noticed Collin cuddled up to her best friend, and Brady sat stretched out on the adjacent couch.

“We were just about to start a movie, do you want to join us?” Kaycee asked her with a smile.

“Is it Teen Wolf?” She jabbed, causing Collin to glare at her. Guess he hadn’t informed Kaycee of his extracurricular activities.

Kaycee laughed and asked, “No, why is that the first movie that came to mind?”

“Dunno.” She shrugged, “I’ll be upstairs.”

Sulli picked up her cat, Tommy, from underneath his little heat lamp that was meant for the plants littered throughout the living room. It was his favourite spot to wait for her in. Even with the many cat trees scattered throughout the house, he never looked happier than when he was under the lamp or in Sullis arms.

She brought him up to her room and carefully placed him on the small cat tree in her room.

Sulli sat on her bed sifting through the mail that was hers. Only one letter caught her attention. She carefully opened the envelope and took out the paper. It was a classic white letter sheet, with a handwritten letter. The little drawings caught her eye and she couldn't help but smile. She turned her head to the door as two soft knocks sounded throughout the room.

“Can I come in?” Brady asked as he poked his head in. He didn't wait for a response and let himself in, a look of concern on his face as his eyes drifted down to the letter in her hands, he grimaced and wrang out his fingers.

She rolled her eyes, turning her attention back to the letter in her hand. She read it quickly and let out a shaky sigh. She quickly wiped the lone tear that had fallen before standing up and placing the letter on the desk in her room.

“I need to change.” She muttered, trying to keep her tone even. She didn't want to cry in front of him. She didn't want to seem weak, because she wasn’t. She was tired, tired of people pushing her around for no reason. As if she didn't get that enough when she was a teenager.

“Nothing I haven't seen before.” He quipped, sitting on the edge of her bed where she had just been sitting.

She scoffed, “You have a lot of fucking nerve”

“Sulli, I--” He started to defend himself.

“Brady,” She stopped him, bringing her hands up to her face to prevent herself from losing it at him. She still considered him a friend, even if what he was doing was cowardly, “I’ve had a hard day and I really don’t want to do this right now.”

Brady looked at her with concern, and suggested, “How ‘bout we go for a ride, just you and me?”

“You said that you were told--” She started, only to be cut off.

“I know,” He grabbed her waist and guided her towards where he sat on his bed, “But I can’t stand to see you cry, Sulli.”

“I’m not crying.” She brooded. Though her voice and sniffles told another story.

“I’ll take you to Cows and you can get your usual chocolate chip cookie dough cone, hows that sound?” He offered as she pulled off her top and untied her pants.

“Sounds like coercion.” She said, stepping out of her scrub pants, “Besides, I think I’m in a Sasquatch Trails mood.”

Brady watched her undress, leaning back on his hands, and with a grin he stated,“Whatever you want, babe.”

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“So, you know our secret.” Brady asked, looking for confirmation.

The ride between the ice cream shop and his house had been filled with questions avoiding the topic. Though she could tell he was dying to ask. Now, as they sat on the porch of his home, looking out at the stars that she really gets to see in Forks, he must’ve felt more comfortable asking. Or maybe it was because she had ice cream in her system.

“Mhm.” She hummed, and continued to slowly eat her ice cream cone. Brady had opted for a cup as the driver of their ice cream run. They had been going back and forth sharing their own preferred icecreams. Sulli knew that he got cookie dough because she had mentioned it was her favourite early on in their friendship, it was a nice gesture.

She handed him the cone and he showed his self restraint by not wolfing it down. She giggled at the thought as he handed it back.

“How do you know exactly?” Brady asked, giving her a spoonful of his ice cream.

“Before I went into foster care, I stayed with Sue Clearwater. She's my aunt.” She explained, licking her lips free of excess ice cream.

Brady gave her a shocked look, “Sue told you?”

“No, Leah and Paul did.” She corrected with a shake of her head, “Well, they showed me.”

Brady nodded, before asking, “And you haven't told anyone?”

“Not a single soul,” Sulli confirmed. She knew how important it was, even if she didn’t exactly care about the pack, she knew they couldn't control their genetics. Why make their lives hell just because hers was? She sighed and slumped down in her seat, “Unlike them, I keep my promises.”

“Paul--” Brady started and Sulli rolled her eyes at the name before cutting him off.

“I don’t care, Brady.” She tutted, “And you shouldn’t let him tell you what to do, it makes you look like a pansy.”

“He's kind of the last person on earth I’d want to piss off.” He mentioned with a laugh, “Though, this probably will.”

“Seems like tomorrow's issue.” She said licking her ice cream cone suggestively.

He watched intently before looking down at his cup and stabbing the remainder of his icecream with his spoon, “Sulli, I want to, I do. But we really can’t.”

“Why? He’ll already be pissed off at you.” She asked, but the look on his face, one of regret and pain made her concede, “Fine.”

“We can still break in that blanket you got me. It really does help.” He suggested.

“Six feet apart?” She mocked.

Brady laughed boyishly, “No, I'll need to keep you warm. I know how cold you get.”

“Deal.” She grinned at the compromise. Pulling out her phone quickly, Sulli texted Kaycee to let her know that she would not be coming home for the night. She knew her best friend would take care of Tommy just as well as she could for the night. She slid her phone back into her pocket before Brady grabbed her hand and let her upstairs to his room. He shared a house with Collin and for two boys in their twenties, it was extremely well kept. Even his room was quite clean, with only a few items of clothes thrown about.

He grabbed the folded duvet off of his dresser, “You might need this.” Brady dropped it onto the bed and spread it along the edge of the bed, so that she could reach for it if necessary.

They two got into bed together and Sulli immediately knew she would be too cold as she inched closer to him. Brady wrapped his arm around her, the two as close as they could be, before he switched on the little tv on his wall and threw on the Movie Network. She knew it would just be background noise while they talked over it. It always was.

“You’re so warm.” She murmured, sliding her hand underneath his sweatshirt as she laid her head on his chest. The feeling of his skin radiating a comforting heat onto her hand made her crave more. She was glad the cooling blanket worked well enough for him though, she could barely feel it saddled up next to him. She couldn't imagine how hot he was underneath the duvet.

“Sulli,” He whispered softly.

She looked at him with a serious look, her hand stopping its travels on his solid abdomen, “Say no and I’ll stop.”

“And if I don't?” He asked with a cocked eyebrow. They were both losing this ‘no sex’ battle. Though there were more consequences for him than Sulli.

“I want you, Brady.” She whispered. Sulli almost cringed outwardly at how desperate she sounded. The heat pooling between her legs stopped her from caring, her needs were more important in that moment than her pride.

She gasped as he flipped their position without notice. As she looked up at Brady, the want was clear in his eyes. “I’m practically a dead man walking at this point,” He stated with a chuckle, “What's one more nail in the coffin?”

“Are you sure?” She asked. A part of her felt guilty to put him in this position, but the feeling of his hips pressing into her own reassured her that he was just as wanton as she was.

“I regret not keeping you to myself.” He muttered. Brady stroked her hair out of her face and behind her ear, before softly mumbling, “It’ll be like closure.”

“Hey,” She said, bringing her hand up to cup his cheek with a sly smile, “I get it, sort of. They’re like family to you, but I still want to be friends with you. No matter what Paul says, he can't take you away from me. Not if you don't let him get to you.”

“I’ll try.” He said earnestly, before grinning as he added, “You’re like the coolest girl I've ever met.”

“I don’t need the flattery, Brady.” She chewed on her lip as she arched her back, pressing their chest together. The throbbing between her legs almost painful, “I just want you to fuck me.”

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“Goodmorning,” she whispered, throwing her leg over his body to straddle him. It was official, Sulli had succumbed to her heat addiction. She never wanted to feel cold again. “You’re alive,” She teased, brushing his dark locks out of his eyes.

He hummed in delight, “I like waking up like this.”

Brady's hand travelled her spine, causing goosebumps to raise across her body. “I can tell.” murmured softly. She could feel how hard she was, and she knew how easy it would be to slip him into her if she wanted to. Just one dip of her hips and the tip would slide right into her heat. She trusted Brady enough to not get tested for STDs but not enough to let him enjoy her raw. Sulli dipped her head down and pressed a kiss to his lips, pulling away slightly to ask, “Do you have work this morning?”

The door to his bedroom flung open, surprising both of them. Brady had been too focused on the slick heat she was pooling near his length as he resisted taking her right then and there, to hear anybody coming up the stairs.

“Brady, you’re--” A man's voice interrupted, the tone of disbelief had her looking over her shoulder to see who was speaking, just as the man muttered, “Oh, he’s going to kill you.”

“Jared!” Brady shouted, but he seemed more concerned about the unnamed man not seeing Sulli naked. He wrapped her in the duvet as she sat up, still warm from their body temperatures melding together underneath the sheets. Brady grabbed his boxers and slipped them on clumsily before sitting next to her on the bed. She inched closer to him to seek out more of his heat.

In all honesty, she was hoping for a third round before her next shift at the clinic.

“God, you are so dramatic.” She groaned, “We were just sleeping.”

“Sulli,” Brady shook his head, with a serious look on his face. As if he was telling her to be quiet.

She didn't even know who this man was and it felt like he was judging her. Judging them. All because some guy from ten years ago has some weird sense of entitlement over her.

“No, I’m allowed to sleep with, and fuck, whoever I want.” She shot back at him, narrowing her eyes at the man who had barged in, “Who even are you?”

“Jared.” He said politely, looking toward Sulli who had stood on her knees to grab Brady's sweater from the edge of the bed. Tossed aside from the night before. His eyes widened as he took in her lack of clothes, “And you’re naked.”

He turned to look away, swearing under his breath. She giggled at his uncomfortableness.

“He’s Paul's best friend,” Brady said. He had put on a pair of gym shorts, but was still without a shirt. With every honest answer, he just got hotter and hotter. She knew she liked him for a reason.

“Best friend, huh?” She questioned Jared, “So you know all about his sex life?”

“Unfortunately.” He grimaced.

Sulli smirked, asking, “Right, so has he ever fucked any of your friends?”

“No,” He said quickly.

“But he fucked Jacobs sister.” Brady countered. Sulli grinned at the newfound confidence her friend had pulled together before Brady added, “Pretty sure he still is.”

Jareds eyes widened as he looked at Sulli to the younger boy, “Brady!”

Bingo!

That was all the information Sulli needed. How was Paul going to tell Brady to stay away from her when he was fucking his own friends sister?! In her books, that was arguably worse. He didn't even really know Sulli, and she definitely didn’t know him. Only bits of memory from her eleventh birthday and Christmas had been ingrained in her mind, that was it.

“Thanks, Brady, now all you need to do is grow a pair.” She said sweetly, patting him on the shoulder before turning back to Jared with a scowl, “And you can tell Paul hes a fucking hypocrite and that he doesn’t know me like he thinks he does.”

The older boy laughed, “You can tell him yourself at the bonfire.”

“Jared,” Brady shook his head, a silent conversation happening between the two boys.

Jared sighed in annoyance, “You didn’t do it, did you?”

“Do what?” Sulli asked him in confusion.

“He was supposed to ask you to come,” The older boy explained, adding, “Your friends coming so you might as well tag along,”

Her lips parted at the mention of Kaycee attending, no doubt in her mind that she would be going with Collin. The way Jared had mentioned it so nonchalantly made her blood boil. She didn't care that Kaycee was going, that's another argument, for another day.

The idea of begging her best friend to ditch the wolf she was currently shacking up with had crossed her mind, but that would just make her a hypocrite considering whose bed she woke up in.

“Fuck you, I’m not going.” Sulli swore at Jared before turning to Brady and pointing an angry finger at him, “And fuck you, thats the only reason you were over yesterday, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah, but I wasn’t going to ask you.” He said honestly. She knew he was telling the truth, she could see the desperation to be believed on his face.

“You weren’t?” Jared asked with a cocked eyebrow as he folded his arms over his chest, “You told Paul you would.”

Of course he did. She was almost stunned by the idea, but the fact that Brady didn’t follow through and instead actively tried, and succeeded in making her day better is what stopped her from lunging at him in anger. She was aware of the bounty that would be on his head once it got out that Jared had found them naked in bed together, and now that he had apparently failed to do what was asked of him, she could only imagine how much worse it would be once Paul found out.

“She was crying, bro.” Brady said as shook his head.

“I’m going home,” Sulli said in disbelief. She no longer wanted to listen to this conversation, glaring at Brady as she told him, “Text me when you’ve cut the cord, Brady.”

#paul lahote fanfic #paul lahote imagine #paul lahote smut #paul lahote x oc #paul lahote #paul lahote pairing #wolfpack twilight #Twilight wolf pack #twilight fanfiction #twilight wolves

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thefixer · 6 months

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CHARACTER INFO SHEET , TW : BRIEF MENTION OF SELF HA*RMING .

name : mia isabella di salvo . name meaning : in italian ' mia ' means ' mine ' . it's a simple name but one i chose for her because her full name could mean : " my beautiful savior . " alias / es : so far i only have to : jacqueline deveraux and vanessa marchetti . but i do feel that there are plenty more aliases that she uses . some might be a throw away , other's may have been retired due to the possible chance of having a cover blown . totally depends ! ethnicity : white / caucasian . one picture / icon that you like the best of your character : fuck you , i'm breaking the rules lmao ( because i can't possibly just put ONE . ) but also these are my current faves .

tagged by : @4ger , thank you!! tagging : any1 ! steal it and tag me cause i wanna see :))

three headcanons you've never told anyone :

mia struggled with self - ha*rming , starting at the age of five till her very late teens . mostly developing because of being just a kid and not understanding her emotions or how to handle her grief and anger . then of course she was a teen and that comes with all sorts of negative feels . not to mention she got bullied a lot because of her full lips and how chapped they sometimes get . it started off by pulling out her hair and pinching herself - growing more and more out of control as she got older . she of course has stopped in a sense ( though she's self - ha*rmed in different ways ) there are scars on her body , mostly in area's that she was able to hide them from plain view . so like her upper arms and shoulders , her thighs and stomach .

she enjoys watching trash reality television ... mostly the thirty day fiance type shit . don't ask me why , i honestly don't have a fucking clue why she likes them . actually on this subject i definitely will say she's a cinemaphile ( and probably has a letterbox account under false name . ) if you wanna take her out on a date , you must take her out to a movie .

on occasion , you might hear her freestyle rap or just break out in a rap song . mostly 90s rap music , definitely heard her sing salt n pepa's shoop ... or even biggie's hypnotize . i know it's surprising , an alt ex - grunge princess like mia enjoy's rap ? yes . at least the oldie's she does .

three things your character likes doing in their free time :

mia expresses through creativity , so a lot of the times when she's bored or when she's got time off she's doing something artistic . mostly sketching or playing on a guitar ( and singing too . ) she has many journals of hers , mostly the pages are filled with her experiences from day to day . her feelings too and whatever she's going through at the current moment . sometimes she sketches things like buildings or normal people while she's people watching . she also tends to do some sort of mixed media too , so these journals get really thick by the time she's finished . when she sings , she sings softly . it's almost ethereal like ? i'd say her singing is a cross between chelsea wolfe and hope sandoval from mazzy star . which pairs well with her acoustic guitar . other artistic avenues she takes are painting and writing poetry ( which is in her journals most of the time and no one gets to read them unless you are special . )

playing up on the writing part : mia reads a lot ... like a lot , a lot . she mostly reads non - fiction / fiction / horror / suspense + mystery / crime / espionage / romance / erotica ( lmao ! ) but it is common knowledge that mia is a hopeless romantic who loves a good romance novel , the cheesier the better too .

rock climbing , either outdoors or indoors is another favorite thing mia does on her downtime . i think it's because it requires a lot of determination and focus , also some calculation when it comes to bouldering walls inside . occupying the mind by unlocking this part of her brain is very relaxing to her . outside of jogging i think this is probably her favorite way to keep in shape .

** just adding this for fun , but we know a two more things mia likes to do , it's have great sex and eat great food . you can say that she engages in risky behavior .**

people your character likes / loves :

see ... now this is where things get pretty tricky because ... well mia has lost her loved ones ( whether she wanted to or not , should i say . ) though we can't say we don't love them either , because mia's parents passed away and her other family member's think she's dead . she still loves all of them no matter what , and i'd also have to say that the people that mia knows . people mia considers friends or loved ones , while she doesn't have that many . she loves them to bits , because they literally become the most important people to mia . when it comes to liking certain people , i believe that her liking someone is a rare occurrence . usually has to do with crushing on someone and that's it . oh and she also loves her little crew : samira and petra !

two things you character regrets :

for the most part mia is someone with little regrets in her life , and those that do , they're very important ones . one's that sort of had an impact on her .

not allowing people to love her the way she needs to be loved . this is quite literally the most un-selfish / selfish thing about mia ( and it's so true to who mia is really . ) there is this very intentional self - sacrificing behavior kicks in . she pushes people away , she hurts them , she gets very mean and nasty / cold ... she pushes people away from her mostly because in her mind , it's the best thing she could do for someone she really cares about ? even if it was guaranteed that someone that she'd grown to care for , was someone who would be safe forever . it didn't matter , because mia still believed this is a way of saving them . in so doing , because of this mia will then feel that she is doing it out of survival or to protect herself . despite how intentional it is , mia will always find herself thinking about a couple of people and how she regrets not seeing how things would go . to give people a chance and to also allow people in . trusting in that process instead of being so afraid that she'll get someone killed or hurt .

all of every assignment that she has killed someone or people who were innocent or a child . now this is a concept that will forever live with mia , no matter how hard she tries to forget things ... she will always regret hurting people who didn't deserve it , especially children .

one phobia your character has :

i think it would be the obvious , mia is afraid of airplanes . being around them , seeing them , having to travel while on them . we know this because this is how her parents died / how she became an orphan . while saying all of this , mia is also afraid for fire ... because you can't have one thing or the other , it's a combo deal .

#* out of chara ‚ dash game .#holy moly!#this was fun to write.. i gotta say

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nemetonisevilpassiton · 1 year

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The Teen Wolf Movie, Scott McCall and regret

I suppose that I should start this meta with a disclaimer of sorts. I belong to a school of thought called the cauldron of story that presents the idea that every narrative you ever encounter in your life goes into a giant cauldron to make a sort of story stew, and with practise you can see the stories that inspired it. This isn't plagiarism because it's not the stories that are the meat and potatoes of the work but the mixture of them.

So for example Star Wars is Dune + Hidden Fortress + The hero with a hundred faces and through understanding those works allows you a peek into George Lucas' mind at the time.

Every creator is a giant melange of the narratives that they consumed, ones they liked and ones they didn't and ones they over heard of public transport.

So me shrieking about Jacob's Ladder does not imply Teen Wolf plagiarised it - it just stole from it, in the same way every creator has sticky fingers.

And to understand the teen wolf movie we need to talk about Silent Hill 2 - which creates a story cluster of it's own, if you crossed Jacob's Ladder with Blue Velvet and some other things, some of which are Japanese and I can't recognise [never having encountered them] you get Silent Hill 2.

Unfortunately Silent Hill 2 creates a sort of loop in that Blue Velvet and Jacob's Ladder also inspired Teen Wolf and so it's this sort of smear where we can say that the three of them are all inspirations but we can't say which is which. For example in 3b Scott and Allison hide in a wardrobe with louvre doors which is just like the scene in Blue Velvet where the main character sees the villain through the door of the wardrobe where he was hidden - but the same scene appears in Silent Hill 2 where James first encounters pyramid head. So which is the inspiration - I don't know. Which came first, the pyramid head or the oxygen mask?

Jacob's Ladder is incredibly intrinsic to Teen Wolf [props to weasley-detectives for the leg work on that one] and it defines bardo, and many of the monsters in Allison's narrative, for example, are lifted from that film entirely. Jacob's Ladder did not inspire Silent Hill [the first game] but it did inspire Silent Hill 2 and again they're all mashed together. In season 3, after the be a better Scott McCall program, Scott starts dressing like James Sunderland [the man character of SH2] who in turn is dressed like Jacob Singer in JL, but Scott's costuming is not the same as that of Jacob.

This blending of sources is normal and annoying, generally it is better to have sources that are distinct so you can dig better and explain one source and not two.

At first I thought the Teen Wolf movie was going to be inspired by Event Horizon because I knew it would be full of mindfuckery, and I was wrong in that it was Silent Hill2. It was a few days of picking at it before I realised that it wasn't inspired by Silent Hill2, it was what would you get if you rewrote Silent Hill 2 in Beacon Hills and then had to completely rewrite your script because you can't get the actors.

Scott's narrative is Silent Hill 2 - it's not "inspired by" it's an au but it also has a chronic misunderstanding of Silent Hill 2.

Remember how Gus Van Sant remade Psycho because he wanted to see how it worked and when he did it - it didn't work. It's like that.

In Silent Hill 2 [which is considered a masterwork and work of art in its own right, and is considered to be the very best video games have managed so far] James Sunderland recieves a letter from his dead wife asking him to meet her in Silent Hill. He finds the town abandoned and full of fog but there he meets an alternate of his wife, Mary, but sexy called Maria, a child called Laura [the sh2/twin peaks knot] a bully called Eddie, a girl called Angela who is seeking her mother, and twisted manifestations of James' own emotional turmoil - pyramid head, the sexiest version of nurses etc.

James was made impotent, both sexually and emotionally by Mary's long illness and death and the town forces him to face it. It is a purgatorial wasteland where water is seen as corrupting. This is the same as in Teen Wolf [and actually allowed us to unlock the symbolism and eventually colour theory]. The town is shrouded in fog to show how limited James' viewpoint is.

Now if we look at Scott's narrative, he returns to Beacon Hills to reunite with his dead girlfriend, finds the town almost completely abandoned, she is different and doesn't know him, and he is forced to face the one enemy that made him feel powerless and he gets the girl and the innocent child after someone else defeated the monster again.

Sound familiar.

We need to look at why Void, which the film specifically calls a nogitsune but then contradicts all the canon lore about kitsune we've ever had - but the same is true of Deputy Ishida. When Void possessed Stiles and Scott thought that the possession was quiescent he went with Stiles to Coach being shot, then the explosion at the Sheriff's station where Scott sucked up the pain of just about everyone he met, and Void revealed itself after stabbing Scott, and consumed all the pain that Scott had taken in, and he mocked Scott whilst doing it.

None of the other villains really cared about Scott, they might have paid lip service to the myth, and monologued about him doing things he hadn't, before someone else took them from the picture with Scott there posturing, but only Void made him feel small. Just like Mary's illness with James Scott was made impotent, both sexually and emotionally. Allison's death rid him of his determination that they were destined to be together - even though she had chosen someone else.

Just like Mary/Maria Allison is robbed of any autonomy. Mary is defined entirely by her illness, something she resents. Maria is Mary but sexy and resents James' fixation on Mary. Allison is the twisting of the knife to Scott, she is also the one who died on his watch and the one who he loved - and chose someone else. Brought back via the nemeton she is robbed of memory and vacillates between the image of her mother sending her after the wolves and Scott's image of her. She does not remember that she broke up with him, why she broke up with him, or any of the times he manipulated and used her. She is unaware, under the stadium, that he is still manipulating and using her. He is so set on his own affection for her - which after fifteen years will be a very different creature to what it was when he was sixteen and she was alive, that he steamrolls over her arguments and rather than bring her to her father, who she remembers and trusts, he maintains the isolation until she remembers what he wants her to remember.

Allison might as well be a ghost in the movie for all the autonomy and ability to choose that she retains. She is a weapon to be aimed, first by the nogitsune-creature that is manifested [which looks so much like the green eyed fox in The Lost Tomb (series 1, which is not the first series but is the first one chronologically] that I actually cursed out loud that I can't even watch weird Chinese tomb raiding shows without Davis having seen them too. I am actually tempted to call it the Green Eyed Fox because it even shares powers and the fly caught at the end of 3b was a housefly not a firefly - you can make a solid argument that it was Scott's view of the nogitsune, and had nothing to do with Void or an actual nogitsune and why Deputy Ishida was a 900 year old kitsune who didn't know because it allowed Scott an easy understanding of how it had oni - the weaons it used to kill Allison]

Or to simplify a lot of the details in the movie might have manifested because they were Scott's understanding of those things.

And this is where the overlap with Jacob's Ladder comes in.

In the chiropracter scene Louie explains to Jacob about Meister Eckhart, a christian theologian who explains bardo really well. To summarise after death figures appear and start to burn away the things that hold people to life, if you're nto ready to give these things up the figures seem to be demons and if you are they're benevolent angels.

Scott, and his entire plotline being about wish fulfilment and regret, feeds into this because Scott won't give these things up. He is still working for Deaton, he has done everything he can to not be a wolf except when it benefits him, but given the opportunity to bring Allison back from the dead he leaps at it without questioning anything about the plan - which Deaton does.

He fixates on Allison, not as she is, but as she was and leaps into danger convinced of his own ability to sway her to his side - because he believes he loves her.

But he doesn't love her - she's been dead for fifteen years = he LOVED her.

Silent Hill 2 is purgatorial which is a term you see thrown about a lot in media, oh this did make sense it was purgatorial, or the reason that these scenes don't gel is because it's purgatorial. Often those things aren't, they're just shitty writing. Lost for example, it being purgatory made no sense whatsoever.

Purgatory is an old Christian concept which is also called limbo. According to catholicism Purgatory is where you went when you should have gone to heaven but for some reason couldn't, for example a new born baby who wasn't baptised was tainted by original sin [you're born damned in catholicism] would go to Limbo, good people who weren't christian went to Limbo, the wives of sinners who could belonged to their husbands but didn't deserve hell went to limbo. Some catholic theologians suggested that it was possible to pass through purgatory and ascend to heaven.

It's this version of purgatory that Meister Eckhart put forward and Teen Wolf calls Bardo. It is a series of between states that allows the subject to cast aside those things that held them in place - like regret, to ascend to heaven.

Beacon Hills does seem to descend into a purgatorial wasteland, like Canaan in canon, as the show goes on and Scott re-enters it to the collapse of Oak Creek [which is weird that it went from standing proud to building graveyard in fifteen years when no one demolished it], and the first person he meets is Lydia- who has been shown to be able to travel between the worlds and has one foot in the afterlife by her nature.

Yet he cannot give up the triumphs and losses of high school. His worst enemy is one that didn't care for him when he was a kid. He gets to play lacrosse in the state championship. His teenage girlfriend comes back to life. He wants kids and how convenient the only werewolf with a kid dies saving Scott.

Scott chooses to remain trapped in the past. He cannot accept the figures stripping away those things that hold him back. Even the one thing that can lead him forward -his wolf - is denied. He is still the person he was in high school - he's just older and has a car now.

In many ways that's much more tragic than killing Derek.

The movie had some really great ideas - it's a pity that the movie ended up like that with Derek beating up the green eyed fox in a location they stole from Deadly Premonition and that is one piece of media Davis can keep to himself because life is far too short to play Deadly Premonition.

#teen wolf meta #anti scott mccall #allison argent #i promised a meta about derek and wrote one about scott

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fanfic-wonderland · 1 year

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NOTHING CHANGES ANYTHING {TEEN WOLF}

Synopsis: Penny Brooke is an ordinary sixteen-year-old girl; with an ordinary family, ordinary friends, and a plain old ordinary life. Nothing unusual seems to happen until her all-time crush and best friend, Scott McCall, gets bitten by a werewolf. From that moment on, Penny and her friends find themselves living through dangerous events happening at Beacon Hills, and all of their lives turn upside down...

**This is a rewriting of my old Teen Wolf fanfic of the same name.**

Word count: 1.9k

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CHAPTER ONE: SEARCHING

“… In other news, two men have found half of the body of a girl, who is yet to be identified, while jogging through the Beacon Hills’ preserve. The Beacon County Department and the State Police are currently on the scene searching for the other half and perhaps for something that could lead them to solve this horrifying mystery…”

“Bryson, can you please just change the channel already?” Karen groaned from the other side of the couch. Her head was propped up on her hand and she looked like she was about to die of boredom soon.

Bryson ignored her.

“Since when are you even interested in watching the news?”

“Since there’s been a killer on the loose around Beacon Hills,” He answered without taking his eyes off the screen. "Honestly, Karen, aren't you the least bothered by this?”

“I'm more bothered by the fact that Jersey Shore is on right now and I'm missing it thanks to you. You have your own TV upstairs, you know.”

“You do, too!"

"Well, I want to use this one.”

"So do I—"

“Mom,” I called to her, loud enough so she could hear me from the kitchen. "they’re fighting, again!”

Seconds later, she appeared and stood behind the couch, drying her hands with a piece of white cloth and looking annoyed. "Are you guys seriously doing this right now? On pasta night? While I'm making Carbonara for all of you to enjoy?”

Karen and Bryson looked at each other for a brief moment. "We were just about to solve the issue, mom.” Bryson told her.

"Yeah," Karen added before glaring at me. "Penny just had to go and open her big dumb mouth.”

I raised my hands up in defense. "Look, I'm just trying to watch TV without you guys arguing over the stupidest thing for once.”

"Fine," she folded her arms across her chest. Through the corner of my eye, I saw mom rolling her eyes and walking back to the kitchen. I could’ve sworn I heard her mumbling something under her breath. "Then, maybe you should go to your room.”

"Yeah, and leave us alone, won’t you?” Bryson backed her up.

I stared at them in disbelief. "Are you kidding me? I was here first!”

Both of them shrugged at the same time.

“And I'm the oldest.”

"Well, there’s two of us so if you sum up our ages we’re actually way older than you.” Bryson said. Karen was nodding in agreement, both of them looking like they’d just won a long-running debate.

Was this a twin thing, when one moment they were arguing over something so insignificant and the next they were just working together to go against their oldest sibling? If it was, then I guess I would never understand, but I was sure of something: it was fucking annoying.

“You know what? Fine,” I threw the cushion I was holding onto aside and stood up. "I'll leave before there’s a second killer on the loose.”

As lame as it sounded, that was what my life consisted of on a daily basis. It was never something interesting or new, but I had learned to live with it. I had to, or I probably would’ve gone insane by now.

When I found a random low budget horror movie while browsing through the internet, I threw myself on the bed and got comfortable. Twenty minutes into the movie, and my eyelids began to droop. Either the movie was too shitty for me to stay awake or it was getting late. Regardless, I tried my best to get through it… with no success.

Just as I was finally giving in to sleep, though, I heard a tapping on my window. Jumping on my spot by the sudden sound, I craned my head to take a better look. My first thought was that maybe I had imagined it; it seemed like the most logical thing.

The room was dark and the sky was too, but somehow I managed to make out the figure of someone staring back at me through the glass and my heart almost leaped out of my chest. I rubbed my eyes just in case I was just dreaming, and then I pinched myself for reassurance but even now when I was wide awake the figure was still there.

My body froze and my mind went completely blank; I did not know what to do. What would a person have to do in a situation like this? Could I try and crawl my way out of the room? Should I have made a run for it instead? Could I scream until someone came to the rescue? (Would they even rescue me?) Or could I just simply stay there and fight back?

All of those thoughts were running wild through my head and yet my body was still not responding.

The person tapped on the glass a few more times and I jumped once again. This time, I managed to stand up from my bed, slowly but surely. My eyes never left the figure in case they tried anything to break in, and even though I tried to stay strong my legs were shaking harder with every clumsy step that I took.

When I stood in the middle of the room, the face of the person became much clearer. It was a guy —someone I knew. Someone I knew very well, in fact.

He saw me staring and waved, his white teeth sticking out in the darkness. I let out a breath that I didn't even realize I was holding and went to pause the movie. When I opened the window, I glared at him. "Scott, what the hell do you think you’re doing?”

He was still grinning. "Visiting.”

"You know, a normal person would just knock on someone’s door instead of climbing up on their window and almost giving them a heart attack."

“This was easier, though.” He said, as I stepped aside to let him in.

I quirked a brow. "It’s easier to climb a window than to knock on a door?”

"Well, it got me to your room faster and it avoided me having to explain to your mom why I’m here at this hour and on such a short notice.” Scott sat down on the edge of my bed.

“What are you doing here?”

“I need to borrow your baseball bat.”

I stared at him blankly. "You came all the way to borrow my bat?”

"Mine’s not as sturdy." He explained before glancing at my computer screen, where the movie was still paused. " And I see you’re…. watching a crappy looking movie, where apparently the killer is a—" He did a double, furrowing his eyebrows. "—man in a bunny suit?"

"Yeah," I smiled and batted my eyelashes exaggeratedly. "Want to join me?"

He sighed dramatically as I opened the closet door, grabbing the baseball bat he was looking for. It was my special metal bat, used only for emergencies and drastic situations. It also worked for threats. ''It sounds very, very tempting, but we were just passing by. We can’t stay out for too long, anyways.''

I gave him a confused look while handing him the bat. "We?”

"Stiles is outside."

“Of course, I should’ve known,” I rolled my eyes. ''And why did you guys make plans without me?"

He shrugged. "We're just going to take a late night walk through the preserve. No big deal, nothing interesting."

I closed my eyes, pinching the bridge of my nose. "Please don’t tell me that you guys are stupid enough to go and look for the missing body…”

Scott didn't say anything, but one look at him told me everything that I needed to know.

“Did Stiles come up with this idea?” I asked him.

He scratched the back of his neck uncomfortably. "Maybe.”

I groaned. "How many times have I told you not to go through with what Stiles tells you?”

"We’ll only be looking for a few minutes, I promise.” He said quickly.

“There is something out there, Scott,” I argued. "A girl is missing half of her body—”

"But we’ll be fine,” Scott cut me off. "And besides, It’s not like we’re going to be alone, Stiles’ dad is also helping with the search.”

I narrowed my eyes at him and scoffed. "Yeah, and I'm sure that Sheriff Stilinski will really appreciate you and Stiles being there.”

“He will once we successfully locate the body.” He smiled proudly. I must’ve not looked too convinced still because he then grabbed me by the shoulders in a reassuring way. It sent an involuntary bolt of electricity all over my body.

I guess I forgot to mention that this is the cliché story of a girl who had a huge crush on her best friend. A crush that she has had on him since elementary school, but he had ever noticed because he was too much of an idiot.

“Trust me, please?” Scott said, looking at me with those sweet brown eyes that make me melt every single freaking time.

I sighed in defeat. "I... trust you. I don’t trust Stiles, though.”

He chuckled. "You love him.”

"Yeah, but trusting him is hard a lot of times.”

"Okay, but I’m not, right?” He smiled innocently.

I hesitated before saying, "Of course not.”

At the end of the day, however, both of them were equally as dumb in my eyes; I trusted neither of them when it came to making important decisions. Besides, they were boys.

“Good,” Scott said. "So, I'll see you tomorrow, then."

I gave a small shrug. ''Sure, It’s not like I’ll be doing anything else. Poor Penny will be here all alone, watching a movie about a killer bunny man, and then she’ll go to school tomorrow because she actually follows the rules and has a sense of logic.''

"Okay, now you’re just being dramatic.” He rolled his eyes and I laughed.

At that same time, a very familiar voice was heard from outside. ''Scott, hurry up, we're leaving!''

Scott looked out the window. "I'm coming!"

"That's the devil's voice, Scott, I’m telling you, you should not listen to it.”

“Again, dramatic,” He said after he turned back to me. ''I better go.''

I nodded. Whatever happened to them from that point forward would be their own fault. ''See you tomorrow... if you're not dead by then.''

"Yeah, okay," He chuckled, kissing my cheek. ''Bye, Penny.''

''Bye.''

And with one last smile, he stepped out of the room and climbed down, bat still in hand. When I looked out the window, Scott and Stiles were already out of sight. I sighed, reaching for the spot where his lips were still tingling in my skin. Scott would often do those little things —kiss my cheek, hold my hand, wrap an arm around my shoulders— where he had me questioning if maybe, just maybe, he felt the same way. It would never get anywhere, though, but I still remained hopeful that in a future he would realize that he had feelings for me, too. It wouldn’t kill me being this hopeful, even after all these years, right?

Before heading back to bed, I made sure to close the curtains this time. I was not up for another jump scare, unless it was from the crappy movie that I was watching.

When I finally decided to resume watching it, I found it hard to concentrate due to the constant worrying going around in my head. I just hope they’re okay…

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You Can't Be a Fox and a Wolf

This work is for @teenwolf-meta's Meta May Monday, for the prompt transformation.

In The Divine Move (3x24), working from the clues found on the Shugendo Scroll, the pack defeats the nogitsune. While Derek, the twins, and Chris Argent destroy the commandeered oni outside, Isaac brings in the Nemeton-wood cannister that can serve as its prison, Stiles and Lydia distract it, Scott bites it, and Kira delivers the coup de grace with her mother's katana, reducing it to a fly. The key to its defeat is weakening it enough to be imprisoned, "changing the host." As Stiles triumphantly says, "you can't be a fox and a wolf."

Yet, in Teen Wolf: The Movie, the nogitsune taunts Scott in the climactic fight with the consequences of his earlier defeat.

Nogitsune: Do you remember, Scott, the gift that you gave me? The bite of the alpha, the power of the werewolf.

Immediately, this seems like a significant plot hole, or at least a contradiction in the lore. If Scott's bite gave the nogitsune the power of a werewolf, then the Shugendo Scroll was wrong, and changing the host was not the key to saving Stiles and defeating the nogitsune. While it may seem to contradict the entire finale of Season 3B, there is a much simpler and more well-established alternative answer.

The nogitsune was lying.

That declaration was a stratagem, designed to weaken its opponents. It was a trick, and one it had played many times before. Of course, it changes its appearance, but it has done that before, even in the same movie, assuming Victoria Argent's form and manipulatively directing a newly-resurrected and quite confused Allison against its enemies. It seems this particular trick is one of its favorites: turning the fears of its opponents against them, causing them doubt and pain, which in turn strengthens it. How do I know this? Because it has used it repeatedly.

In Riddled (3x18), the nogitsune stages a takeover of Stiles while the boy is undergoing an MRI. It plays on Stiles's terror about the possibility of having frontotemporal dementia, because as the Sheriff points out later "You don't take away their courage, you take away their hope." The nogitsune torments Stiles with its riddles and then says:

Nogitsune: "Your friends. Your family. Everyone who ever meant something to you. We're going to destroy all of them, Stiles. One by one."

It's only then that nogitsune reveals as face: Stiles's face, similarly to the reveal in the movie. Doing so implies that they are the monster. Stiles already doubts his own virtue as a person, which is only implied in his words and his actions, and originates in the past, we learn about later in Required Reading (5x06):

Claudia: He's trying to hurt me. I don't care if you don't believe me, but he is. He's trying to kill me.

The nogitsune doesn't use "we" just to be cool. By tapping into Stiles deep-seated trauma and misapprehension that he's a threat to those he loves, he weakens Stiles and strengthens itself enough to allow the fox to take over fully, confront Noshiko, and leave the hospital. The fact that it's not true -- that it's Claudia's illness that made her afraid and nothing in Stiles's nature -- doesn't matter as long as it digs at Stiles's doubt.

Similarly, in De-Void (3x21), a "captured" nogitsune in Stiles's body talks to Melissa while she is trying to tend his wounds after fooling her to remove his gag.

Nogitsune: Really, Melissa? I shed one tear? That's all it takes? Come on. You can't crumble that easily. How are you going to hold up when Scott knows the truth?

Melissa: What?

Nogitsune: When he finds out why his dad really left? You know he overheard it, right? You had no idea. You called Stilinski right after it happened. You didn't tell Scott, but you told the Sheriff. Hmm. But Stiles heard it like he hears everything. But you want to know why he never told Scott? Because he knew that Scott would never forgive you. He knew how much he would hate you.

This time the trick is designed to unsettle Melissa and to sow confusion and dissent, moving pieces on the board so it can kidnap Lydia. We already knew at that point that Melissa was worried about Scott's reaction to his father leaving, and we learned that all the way back in The Tell (1x05):

Melissa: Oh. Well, trust me, we're much better off without him in the picture. Harris: Well, does Scott feel the same way? Melissa: Yes. I think so. I hope so.

It doesn't matter that we know that the nogitsune is lying about what Scott's reaction would be. Scott literally does not blame his mother even for rejecting him in a jail cell in Fury (2x10); his disdain for his father being absent is completely focused on Rafael But the nogitsune is playing into Melissa's fears about her own decision and its consequences.

The same way it plays into Lydia's fears and doubts in Insatiable (3x23) in order to feed off her pain and keep her unbalanced. While its got her trapped in the tunnels beneath Oak Creek, it has to keep Lydia, an intelligent person, from figuring out why he kidnapped her.

Lydia: They'll find me. My friends are going to find me. Nogitsune: You think so? I myself, was kind of wondering what they're doing right now. What useless lead they're chasing. I wonder if maybe some of them have bigger problems to deal with right now. Are they really spending every minute looking for you?

While that speech did serve to point out to the audience what was going on with the others, it also managed to attack Lydia at her weakest, the reason she felt she had to play dumb to get a boy to like her, and only started revealing her intellect when she was appreciated for it. But she still has worries that no one cares that much about the real Lydia, as shown in Restraint (2x06):

Lydia: I don't need anyone to hang out with. I need someone to talk to. Allison: I - I understand that it's important, but if it can just wait - Lydia: Why is everyone always telling me to wait? Why can't anyone have "right now" available?

The fear of Lydia being rejected, of not being important enough to people, of being made to stay in the car and out of the way, of "Nothing in this room is valuable." has been with her since the beginning of the show and stayed with her.

As I said, this is nogitsune's primary weapon -- turning the fears and doubts of its prey into sente, the advantage, as well as its food -- and its excels in its use. Which is why I'm pretty confident that the taunt delivered to Scott in the movie was just that: a baseless falsehood. And nothing convinces me of that more than the word choice that the nogitsune use: "gift."

Scott: Us? You mean you! You did this to me! Derek: Is it really so bad, Scott? That you can see better - Hear more clearly, move faster than any human could ever hope? You've been given something that most people would kill for. The bite is a gift. Scott: I don't want it.

This is from the pilot, episode 1 of season 1. The Bite has been the source of everything that Scott has suffered and every loss he has endured. Even fifteen years later, Scott cannot escape its consequences. The nogitsune, as it was made clear, considers winning the game if Scott dies in Allison's arms this time, after the nogitsune makes his best friend lover kill him. By evoking where it all began, the nogitsune lays the foundation for Scott being willing to do this, being willing to end his life by sacrificing it. So, yeah, it was a lie based on a transformation, lying just like it did with Victoria's face, like the MRI results, like Melissa's dark secret, like Lydia's worry that she's not valuable.

But Scott didn't fall for it, because he's more than just the pain, strife and chaos that has filled his life, something a monster who sees pain as food and only wants 'more' could never hope to understand.

#scott mccall #nogitsune #teen wolf the movie #teen wolf meta #twmetamay

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Let’s talk about Teen Wolf: The Movie. The start of the movie was fantastic, like it took days to plan out. The rest of the movie felt good, terrible, and rushed. In the trailer it showed so much and it made sense. They deleted so many scenes that would have made the movie really good. I hope that they make a DVD of the movie and put EVERY. SINGLE. DELETED SCENE. Now lets talk about the couples. Scott & Malia, WHAT HAPPENED BETWEEN THEM. In the series finale, they seemed so happy together, and now they can’t even be around each other without being weird. I think that Jeff needs to explain their break up. Mason & Corey, why was Corey never mentioned????? Like they had a open window to mention him when Parrish kept calling Mason and they didn’t. THOSE TWO WERE THE ONLY UNPROBLEMATIC COUPLE IN THE SHOW. But I did speculate that the cop that died from the Oni’s blade was Mason’s new love interest. BUT I WAS WRONG. Jackson & Ethan, out of all the couples, those two were the only one that stayed canon ever since the series finale. I love how Jackson mentions him. I was so happy to hear that they both stayed together after 10 plus years. Stiles & Lydia, I never really shipped them because I am a Stalia shipper, BUT the love Lydia had for Stiles to break up with him to save his life is LITERALLY TRUE FUCKING LOVE. Melissa & Argent, why didn’t Argent want Melissa too know that he was back in Beacon Hills. Jeff really needs to start doing some explanation about most of the couples break up. Liam & Hikari, they were so cute together. So no one ever. Jeff should have made Thiam canon, and not put Theo in the movie. Jeff is literally trying to make Liam’s storyline the same as Scott’s. “Scott dates a Kitsune, so let’s make Liam date a kitsune that’s a female. Because their doesn’t need to be anymore same sex couples. One is more then enough.” I feel like Jeff has that feeling in him. And with him being gay, he could have at least give his community some more expansion but he just kept them as background characters. Scott & Allison, I know that they are the OG couple but why put them back together? I know that lots of the fans wanted them back together but them being together makes no sense. I know that they are each others first and forever love, but I think Allison should have moved on too death instead of staying alive. Malia & Parrish, I’m not even gonna say much about this because they are so unexpected. But I do love seeing Parrish’s ass though. I know a lot of people don’t ship this but I do. Scott & Lydia, THAT SCENE IN OAK CREEK MADE IT LOOK LIKE THEY WERE ABOUT TO KISS. I was starting to get excited but nothing happened. But to be honest, I like them so much better as friends, because Lydia has been by Scott’s side through everything. LITERALLY. When I heard that they was gonna do the Nogistune storyline again, I was very happy because I get to know more about it. But I wished they did a new villain instead of the old one. I get that the Nogistune wanted revenge, but seriously move on. They defeated your ass. And they will literally do it again. Let’s talk about the characters starting with the best. Scott McCall, even after all these years, you are still trying to save everyone. Wished he would have got a villain era because he has been hurt so much and he needs to be mad sometimes. Lydia is still a queen. Seeing her in her business outfit shows that she is definitely doing something to make history. Malia still being the straight forward bitch is literally the best. Wish her and Parrish had gotten more of a storyline, then I would probably ship them. Parrish, the ass you got is something and I am here for it. Him breaking the mountain ash is just proving more on how powerful he is. Argent having too see Allison again after all those years made me cry. The person he will always love is back in his life and I know he will never let Allison out of his sight ever again. Melissa. MAMA FUCKING MCCALL. YOU ARE STILL THE BEST. Peter and Argent arguing like little kids and you being there sick of it is literally a MOOD.

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Secrets, Secrets Are No Fun(3)

WARNINGS: TEEN WOLF MOVIE SPOILERS

You guys were able to heal Derek thankfully and you were sitting next to him as he slept to make sure he stayed all right. Scott went to find Eli while Malia and Parrish left to go find Lydia. You placed a cold compress on Dereks' head and slumped in your seat rubbing your head. "You okay?" Melissa asked sitting next to you and placing her hand on your back rubbing small circles. "Good as I can be. I thought all of this shit was done. That life would be normal." You sighed giving her a small glance as she breathed in and looked at Derek.

"Well, you and Scott are both twin true alphas so none of this shit is ever going to be done. Neither of your lives will ever be normal again." You nodded knowing she was right and that as bad as you didn't want it, there would always be something after you and Scott. "How's Outer Banks?" You smiled at her question your mind wandering to Rafe. "It's great. Kie and her friends welcomed me and I uh met someone." You blushed playing with your hair. Your mom was shocked when hearing that because she knew how heartbroken you were after Isaac, she never thought you would recover.

"Oh really what's his name, what's he like?" She teased nudging you. "His name's Rafe, he's the type where to everyone else he's a big tough bad guy but to me, he's the sweetest most caring, protective, loving guy ever. He loves me and it's very evident." Melissa felt her heart warm when seeing the way your eyes lit up when you talked about him. "Oh, and he's very hot." You both laughed and you deserved the best and she knew that you finally had it. "Does he know?" "No." You shook your head biting your lip and Derek started grunting and waking up. "Hey, hey take it slow." You soothed getting him some water as he sat up.

Eli and Stilinski walked through the door Derek springing to his feet wrapping his son in his arms. "Dad," Eli said his voice shaky as he peered behind his dad to see black smoke emerging into the house. You and Derek stepped in front of Eli starting to fight the Onis as Stilinski was trying to shoot them but the bullets did nothing. Soon enough, everyone was taken and you and Eli ran downstairs to get away but the Oni came down with you. You roared at them but Eli pushed you to the side looking at you with his eyes glowing and fangs out. The Oni rammed his sword into Eli making you scream out for him while you watched him vanish. You pulled the curtains open revealing the sunlight and making them disappear.

Your chest was heaving and you called Scott hoping he was okay and you started panicking when he didn't answer. So you called him again. And again. And again but there was nothing. You went to the auto-body shop where he was heading and followed his scent from there heading into the woods. You were running up heading towards the smell of Scotts' blood. You froze in your tracks when seeing the familiar group that was supposed to be in Outer Banks. 'Why the actual fuck were they here?' You thought and you knew they saw you and there was no hiding from them. What the hell were you going to say? "Y/N!" Rafe ran toward you wrapping you up in his arms thankful and relieved you were alive and okay.

"What are you guys doing here?" "Doing some hiking." JJ lied and you rolled your eyes knowing none of them were hikers except for Kie maybe. "What are you doing in Beacon Hills?" You questioned and they all went silent looking at each other and waiting for someone to speak up. "When you were on the phone with Scott I was about to knock on your door and I heard you talking and I listened in. I heard you say you would get killed." Kie sheepishly admitted and you took a sharp breath not knowing how you can get yourself out of this one. Before anyone could say anything you spoke. "Look guys, you can't be here it's not safe. I'll be okay I promise. Please just go home and I'll see you there and I'll explain everything later." They all shook their head and scoffed.

"Hell no we're not leaving." Rafe intervened making you sigh. "We can help, we're not going to risk never seeing you again." Sarah said. "I love you guys but you can't help. It's something way more than you guys have ever dealt with." "Just let us help." Rafe grabbed your hand and you shook your head again not knowing how you would convince them to leave. "No! And that's final. Go back to wherever you're staying and I'll be over tonight and explain everything. Now go." You snapped and your tone was stern and your face showed that you weren't playing. They all reluctantly agreed hugging you and whispering to be safe and that they better see you later. Rafe placed his large hands on the sides of your face staring into your eyes savoring your image like he was going to lose you.

"Promise me you'll come back home to me." He whispered against your lips his forehead resting against yours. "I promise baby. Trust me you don't need to worry about me." "It's my job to worry about you. You're my girl." Rafe's words always make you blush and you placed your hands on his waist going on your tippy toes and pressing your lips to his. "I love you so much, Rafe. I will see you soon. Go, baby." He kissed you again his hands slowly letting go of yours as he walked away. When they were out of sight you kept following the trail you were on and you found your mom, Peter, and Argent instead of Scott.

"That was weird. What do you think she's doing in the woods alone?"John B ran his hand through his hair. "We'll find out tonight." Kiara sighed scared for her cousins wanting to help but knowing to stay out of it seeing how mad it made you. They all kept talking their movements slowing when hearing a strange noise. "What the fuck is that?" Rafe and JJ pulled out their guns looking around their fingers on the trigger. The Oni fell from the sky inching forward their swords over their shoulder as Rafe and JJ emptied their clips into the figures their breathing increasing in panic when the bullets weren't working. In a blink of an eye, the Oni stabbed their swords through them and the Pogues and Rafe vanished into thin air.

You made it to the college stadium and you, Melissa, Argent, and Peter split up to find Scott and Allison. After about searching for about twenty minutes you all group together except for Peter. "Peter stop!" You and Argent yelled out running up the stairs and seeing Peter holding his claws against Allisons' throat. "Where's my son?" Melissa asked harshly thinking she did something to him. "He's on the field, he's playing the game." Allison breathed out as Peter chuckled. "That most certainly sounds like your son. But as for you daughter." Peter had an evil grin on his face as he looked down at Allison ready to rip his claws across her throat. "I forgot to tell you something Peter, the arrow isn't the only thing left behind." Argent threw a dagger at Peter which he caught the blade sinking into his skin. "Wolfsbane." He growls into her ear dropping the blade and Allison elbowed him escaping his grasp.

Black smoke crept closer to you guys and you and Allison walked into it being brought into the Nogitsunes' world. "Where are we?" Allison asked looking around. "We're in his world," Scott said being thrown into the illusion at the same time with Eli. "Stay behind us." You whispered to the young one standing to move in front of him. You continued looking around your heart dropping when seeing a sight that you were scared of. The Pogues and Rafe tied up to each trunk of the trees. "Please tell me that isn't Kie." Scott sounded desperate and you gave him a look confirming his suspicions and you sighed knowing you had to expose your secret sooner than you planned in order to save them.

You and Scott moved to walk towards where they were tied up but you heard the familiar eerie clicking followed by the eerie screeching. The Oni appeared in front of you in a fight stance. "I've killed Oni before," Allison said pulling her bow and arrows out and having them at her side. "Let's kill some more." You shrugged running towards the Oni with your claws out.

You and Scott had your backs together working together to fight the Oni making your way toward your cousin and your friends and boyfriend were being held until you and Scott were both knocked onto your asses. The Oni stood over you their sword over their head ready to come down and strike you. You rolled away kicking the sword out of his hands grabbing it and running to help Allison who was surrounded by the Oni. Suddenly scream waves were sent through sending the Oni flying and those who could, covered their ears, Lydias wails piercing everyone's ears. Allison stood with her back to you guys for a minute whispering that she remembered everything but the happy moment fell short when the Nogitsune appeared.

"We're not done yet. The game is mine." You and Scott turned to see him holding Eli against him his claws threatening to rip out the young Hale's throat. "Take us, let the others go." The Nogitstune grunted his head cocking to the side. "All the lives here belong to me." He growled. "There's don't. They've never been a part of this. You kill me you let them go." You signaled to the Pogues and Rafe knowing that the Nogitstune had no reason for them. "All you need is us," Scott added and Derek shook his head trying to get out of the restraints. "Scott, Y/N don't do this," Derek said a frown on his face. "Allison kills me, I die in her arms just like she died in mine. That's the move, isn't it?" Scott questioned letting the Nogistune know we've figured out his move. "I die this time instead of Allison, that's the divine move for me right?" You snarled as the Nogitstune hissed. "I've already won."

"You lose until we're off the board! And we're still standing." Your voice boomed. "And we're still the alphas," Scott added and the group looked at each eyes wide as they all knew that term related to werewolves but there was no way you were a werewolf. It was impossible. Right? Although, it would explain some things. They watched with wide eyes their hearts beating out of their chest. "An arrow to the heart to save everyone else? The rest of the players on the board go free. He moved his hand away from Eli's throat and made the bow and arrow move into Allisons' hand. You and Scott turn to face her reality kicking in and preparing to die. You and Scott both nodded to Allison telling her it was okay.

"Y/N! No!" Rafe yelled out choked with tears and the Nogitsune was quick to shut him up rope moving to cover their mouths. You turned to face your boyfriend, cousin, and friends saying "I love you, it'll be okay." You turned back to face Allison who was crying and saying she couldn't do it. "Allison, please. Please don't let us watch our friends and family die." Scott had a mischievous look in his eyes making Allison think he had a trick up his sleeve so she grabbed an arrow from her back placing it into the bow. She exhaled slowly and you and Scott got ready for the impact your heart breaking at the sounds of your friends and Rafes muffled screams and cries.

You watched as Allison shot an arrow into your brother's heart and he grunted and hunched over before looking up just in time to see an arrow being shot into your heart. You groaned the left side of your shoulder moving back from the impact of the arrow. Allison shot two more into both of you making you collapse on the ground breathing staggered as more blood stained your shirts. You looked over at Rafe to see tears streaming down his face as he called out for you and struggling against the ropes so hard that he was hunched over them trying to get to you but it was no use. 'I love you' you mouthed to him and he sobbed through his gag not being able to believe he was watching the love of his life die in front of him and he couldn't help or save you. He wanted to be able to hold you one last time.

Allison had Scotts' head resting on her left leg as yours was on her right and you and Scott looked up at the Nogitsune your hands holding below your wounds. "The wolves howl to signal their position... to the rest of the pack. Tell me McCalls what is the sound of a wolf who is ready to die?" He growled his teeth showing. "We'd tell you but we're not ready to die." You and your brother looked down at the arrows in your chest and the arrows were engulfed in flames slowly deteriorating until they were completely gone and the wound was healed. Rafes cries slowly stopped when seeing you healing his eyebrows furrowing and his eyes squinting to make sure he was seeing it right, he started smiling when seeing you were okay even though he had no idea how you were but he wasn't complaining.

You and Scott stood up smirking and raising an eyebrow at the Nogitsune who was shocked that both of you beat his divine move. "Foxfire." He snarled as the fox spirit left both of you and went back into Hikari. Allison shot an arrow into the Nogitsunes head making him scream and calling the Oni. When you turned around to face them you were met with the sight of Parrish burning through the barrier allowing him, Malia, Argent, Peter, and Melissa to come through. Argent shot one with a silver bullet as Melissa had the crossbow and Peter had blades. Eli and Derek worked on cutting the bonds off of everyone tied to the old temple while you cut the ropes for Rafe and the Pogues. "Long story short I'm an alpha werewolf and this isn't done yet stay back." You rushed leaving all of them stunned with their jaws open and you ran back to Scotts side watching the Nogitsune walk towards both of you and the rest of the pack behind you both.

"Do you remember the gift you gave me Scott? The bite of an alpha, power of a werewolf?" The Nogitsune grew and transformed into a werewolf making everyone raise their silver ready to shoot. "Nice one Scott." You sassed and he glared at you his claws out and out ready to fight. He roared loudly his eyes glowing green and you and Scott snarled and got down half-transformed. They were baffled as they watched your ears become bigger and pointy, fangs replacing your teeth, red eyes replacing your hazel ones. You, Derek, and Scott ran toward the Nogitsune being transferred to another illusion. The Nogitsune snuck up on each of you clawing you but disappearing when you went to look at him. He was in each illusion attacking each one of you but he was too quick for you guys. "We can't fight him alone, he's too strong." "Ya think McCall? I'm getting my ass kicked over here." Being around JJ and John B for the past five years has definitely increased your sarcasm and sassiness. "Y/N please shut the fuck up." Scott was frustrated and you were making it worse.

"We have to catch him," Derek said. "You can't catch me." The Nogitsunes voice boomed over each illusion impossible to tell where he was. "You can't kill me! You can't even find me." He chuckled making you guys on high alert checking your back constantly. "You're right. We can't find you but we can find each other." Scott said and you all roared and you turned to see the Nogitsune but you blocked his attack and Derek and Scott came running in holding him back as each of you took a hit and brought him back into the original illusion. You were on the Nemeton you and Scott holding his arms back while Parrish helped to try to make time for you two to move so he could light the Nogitsune up. "You guys are the alphas he's part of your pack now." Derek said looking at Eli and with that Derek pushed both of you off causing you to fall and roll on the ground.

"Derek!" You yelled scrambling to your feet but it was no use Derek was already lit on fire with the Nogitsune. Scott held you back as you watched Derek and the Nogistune die blood-curdling screams leaving your mouth. Everyone was in disbelief watching the scene unfold never expecting Derek to die. You stared in disbelief at the Nemeton only seeing Parrish. In the blink of an eye, you all appeared on the lacrosse field. Rafe and everyone else ran over to you engulfing you in a hug sobs leaving their mouths as you held all of them as tight as you could. When you broke away Kiara walked over to Melissa hugging her as you and Rafe kissed passionately and hugged not worrying about what just happened.

Scott brought Eli over and you hugged him letting him cry into your shoulder. "I'm so sorry Eli, it should've been me." You whispered into his ear feeling the guilt wash over you, you should've seen it coming but he shook his head pulling away. "No, it shouldn't have." His eyes were red and glossy and Scott slung an arm over his shoulder as we started walking back to the cars. During the walk, you explained everything to the group introducing them to everyone and explaining what everyone was in terms of supernatural powers. You answered all of their questions on the ride back to your old house. You sat there in a weird awkward silence that was also oddly comfortable. "So you're a werewolf?" JJ asked. "Yes." You chuckled as he pursed his lips and nodded. "And an alpha," Pope added. "Yes." "How did you manage to keep this secret for so long?" Cleo asked making you smile at how that was her only question. "Been hiding it for fourteen years, gotten pretty good at it." You shrugged as they all nodded still in shock.

"Are you guys scared of me?" You were nervous about the answer but your nerves were eased when they answered quickly. "Not at all." "No." "Nope." "Nah that's dope as fuck." JJ said as the two other boys agreed. You looked at Rafe chewing on your bottom lip. "I could never be scared of you sweetheart. Like JJ said it's dope as fuck." He chuckled pulling your face close to his and kissing you. You smiled to yourself knowing that none of them were scared of you and thought it was cool. You guys got out of the car heading into your old house standing around thinking about Derek. After a few moments, everyone started telling stories about him and remembering how he saved everyone's asses and was the bravest person you've ever met.

You all ended up chatting after the stories and you were in a group talking with Rafe and Scott, Scott being in protective brother mode. You saw your mom in the kitchen grabbing a drink and you walked in grabbing a cookie from the cookie jar. "So that's Rafe?" She questioned her head motioning over to him. You glanced behind you to see Rafe and Scott getting along and Scott showing him his eyes. You giggled knowing Rafe asked him. "Yeah." You smiled placing the cookie in your mouth. "You were right, he's a looker." You giggled at her words as you both watched your boyfriend and brother bonding.

You guys stayed for a few more days since you wanted to be there to attend Dereks' memorial and be there for Eli and spend more time with Allison. Everyone met you guys at the little landing strip where the plane was waiting. "I love you, be safe," Scott said embracing you. "I love you too, and you be safe, keep Allison safe." You whispered the last part in his ear. "Trust me I will." You both smiled as you pulled away and looked at Allison tears in both of your eyes. "I'm so happy you're back. Come visit or I'll visit." You guys laughed as she pulled you into a hug. "I love you." "I love you too Al, I'll text you soon." You hugged everyone else by and everyone also said bye to Rafe and the Pogues making you smile and your heart warm being able to combine both of your worlds.

"For god's sake please be safe." Melissa wrapped you in a hug kissing the side of your head as you promised you would. "Can I expect grandchildren anytime soon?" Your mom questioned randomly making your mouth drop in astonishment. "Mom!" You looked around to make sure no one heard. "What? I'm just curious!" She put her hands up in defense. "Go ask Scott." You laughed as Scott looked over at you guys with an eyebrow raised. "I love you, Mom." "I love you too honey." You walked away heading up the stairs of the plane turning around and waving to everyone as the door closed. You moved to sit next to Rafe his arm wrapping around your shoulder and letting you rest your head on his shoulder.

"Rafe?" "Yes, baby?" He asked his finger trailing up and down your thigh. "Do you love me any less?" He sat up in the chair turning to look at you and grabbed your hands. "No. I love you even more if that's even possible. Am I in shock? Hell yeah. Am I scared or freaked out? Absolutely not. You showed us you're one of the good ones. You and your brother risked your lives to save everyone. Not a lot of people would do that." He moved the hair out of your face kissing your forehead then your nose then your mouth. "I fucking love you, Y/N McCall." "I love you even more Rafe Cameron."

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