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Update on Wait, Who’s Back?

So, I’m currently typing up the second chapter of ‘Wait, Who’s Back?’ I recently posted a little preview of it. The preview will be up there until I have the time to finish the chapter and then I will post the actual chapter over it. If you want to check out the preview, you can find it : Here

Wait, Who’s Back?

You can read it on AO3 : Here

By Me aka PrettyLittleMind on AO3

Someone familiar is finally returning to Beacon Hills. Rumours have been spreading around the small town that a woman with the hair of fire has been seen strutting the streets as if she owned them. Can the pack figure out who it is and the reason as to why the woman returned? Will they also figure out why Stiles has been acting strange ever since the woman returned to Beacon Hills, and why he was seen with her? However, that leads to the question, how does Derek know the new woman?

Language: English

Words: 1,883

Chapters: 1/?

Rating: Not Rated

Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)

Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Allison Argent/Scott McCall, Vernon Boyd/Erica Reyes, Malia Tate/Kira Yukimura, Chris Argent/Peter Hale, Melissa McCall/Sheriff Stilinski, Lydia Martin/Jackson Whittemore, Jordan Parrish/Original Female Character

Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Sheriff Stilinski, Scott McCall, Allison Argent, Isaac Lahey, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd, Kira Yukimura, Cora Hale, Peter Hale, Chris Argent, Melissa McCall, Malia Tate, Jackson Whittemore, Lydia Martin, Danny Mahealani, Jordan Parrish, Original Female Character

Additional Tags: Lydia Martin & Stiles Stilinski Friendship, Stiles Stilinski & Jackson Whittemore Friendship, Stiles Stilinski Has a Sister, Claudia Stilinski Junior is a fellow ginger, Use of an Original Character, the hale fire still happened, Magical Stiles Stilinski, Sheriff Stilinski is Called John, Peter Hale & Original Female Character Friendship, The Stilinski's and The Hale's knew each other, Paige (Teen Wolf) - Mentioned - Freeform, Mention of Death, Scott McCall is a Bad Friend, Erica Reyes & Stiles Stilinski Friendship, Vernon Boyd & Stiles Stilinski Friendship, Good Peter Hale, Adding more tags as the story progresses, Derek Hale & Original Female Character Friendship - Freeform

Could we get director cut commentary for Anchor Me So I Can Keep You Safe so far? Maybe??

I honestly wasn’t expecting any response to this so I wasn’t prepared to answer anything. BUT this fic is one of my favorite hey let’s fuck with canon and see what we can make of it. So let’s talk about how it even came about because I think it’s kind of fun to see the process of how people come up with their fics, so might as well share mine for this one at least. 😅

Anchor Me So I Can Keep You Safe came about when I wanted to explore the Nemeton ritual, it wasn’t going to be more than Stiles solo talking to the Nemeton but man it has taken a life of its own. The pairing came out of nowhere but man I love my plan for them next chapter. 😏 I love exploring and twisting canon to see what I can do to either make it better or worse.

This has definitely been a character led fic far more than something I have planned out. Which is typical with me, but this one is one of the clearest examples of it. Since it wasn’t supposed to be anything other than exploring the Nemeton ritual and playing around with it. But man it’s really been a fun but wild ride so far. One that I absolutely love being able to share with people.

The bulk of the actual conflict of the story/Pack at large is finished in chapter two because the third and likely final chapter is going to mostly just be family and Pack feels. Just a lot of rebuilding or forging bonds and finding their footing. I’m really excited about my plan for the next chapter but it’s likely going to be the longest one of the three so it’s going to probably not be out until later in NaNoWriMo.

Feel free to ask any questions about any of my works. I love talking about them. Or any specific questions about this fic. 💗💕💜

You are the sweetest and such a delight to work with. I really hope we get to work together again. 💗💕💜

I can never be more thankful to the outstanding @always-mimits for being my last minute pinch hitter in this years @stacksonreversebang. I am so glad that you were able and willing to create such a perfectly sweet fic among all the other things you have going on (I don't know how you do it, darling). Thank you for being a wonderful partner and a phenomenal writer. I hope we get to work together again sometime!

Everyone bow to the SunflowerQueen and pay her the love she is due.

This is my plea for more Thiam v. Pack angst fics !

Thiam Starter Kit

Here is a short and sweet starter kit , 3 author, of fics I would recommend to literally anyone, not just Thiam shippers, to get you into the wonderful ship that it Thiam! I included, the number of chapters, words and the status of each fic because those things are always something I like to know personally, but if you don’t care ignore them lol!! I hope you enjoy! 

To start: What is Thiam? Thiam is the ship name for Liam Dunbar and Theo Raeken in the Teen Wolf fandom. 

Is Thiam canon? Technically Thiam is not cannon, but there is a lot of speculation that it was either intended to be or should be. Lots of fans see a lot of sexual and emotional tension and chemistry between the two characters and I would say I have to agree. People tend to write Liam as bi and Theo as either bi or gay. I personally see both characters written in the show as bi, along with Stiles. 

Now lets get into the recommendations! 

Keep reading

Time for bed, babes 💋

a.k.a.

Cute

I'm a little late, but here's more of the twins, Stiles and Stuart Stilinski! And bis thanks to @darkintothedawn for the inspiration! I couldn't have done it without your phenomenal ideas!

Word Count: 965

She couldn’t remember falling asleep, nor how she ended up so perfectly snuggled between her two favorite boys. She did, however, know exactly who was who, just by feeling them breathe against her. Stuart was lying on his back, his arm bent so that his hand held the back of his neck, creating the perfect nook for her head to rest on his chest. Her arm was already wrapped around his waist when she instinctively pulled him closer. Stiles, being the more deliberate twin, was behind her, spooning her and keeping her in a tight embrace while his nose stayed buried in her hair.  

When the three of them began dating, snuggling was sometimes more comparable to a cold war: no physical attacks, but verbal arguments and even threats about who should be where and what positions they should lay in. The poor girl had to be the mediator, begging them to compromise somewhere in the middle for her sake. They had been whipped since they first met her, so it’s no surprise that they listened, although somewhat begrudgingly.  

At this point, they have nearly mastered the art of going with the flow or, in other words, letting her get comfortable first, and then sliding in on either side, always taking turns facing her. Many things are like this in their relationship since their circumstances are somewhat unusual. 

As if on cue, they both lifted their heads to look at her and she looked between them in turn.  

“There she is,” Stiles said with an adoring grin. 

“It’s about time,” quipped Stuart. 

The last time she was conscious, Stiles was driving them back to their house after their date at the zoo. Seeing her beam about each animal as they wandered through the park ignited more love in their hearts for her. There wasn’t a single thing she could do that wouldn’t make them ruminate on her excessive amounts of ‘cuteness’, as they say. Apparently, all of that walking and enthusing tuckered her out, because she was out like a light, slumped against Stuart’s shoulder in the backseat. She figured one of them must have carried her inside and upstairs. 

“What time is it anyway?” she said before yawning. 

Stuart glanced at the alarm clock on the nightstand. “Almost eight.” His fingers traced random patterns on her arm, still wrapped around his waist. 

“Wow. I’ve been asleep this whole time?” 

“Yeah, it’s very cute,” Stiles said, nuzzling into her hair blissfully. 

“Again, with the ‘cute’ thing? Aren’t there any other words you can use to describe me?” As of recently, she’d been growing tired of their teasing insistence. ‘Cute’ was basically their new favorite word. 

“Nope. You’re cute, it’s time to accept it,” Stiles stated simply. 

“I’m not rejecting it!” 

“Yes, you are. And it’s not very nice,” Stuart added. 

She couldn’t believe they turned this onto her, yet again! The few times they actually work together are spent teasing her. Not when she asks them to stop bickering about nonsense, no, that would be too easy. They just have to throw a wrench in the works. 

“What!? How am I not being nice?” she exclaimed. 

“You know exactly how. Don’t try to act all innocent.” Stiles was too sly for anyone’s good. 

“I’m not-” 

“Oh, come on. We all know what you’re doing,” interjected Stuart. “You’re fishing for compliments! You know, your greed is gonna catch up with you eventually.” He wore a poker face that was convincing enough to make her face flush, turning rosy. 

Stiles lifted his head and caught a glimpse her warm pout and chuckled, saying, “Oh, don’t do that, you know we’re just messing with you.” 

“Whatever. I’m hungry.” 

“So that’s why you’re so grumpy,” Stuart started, but stopped and furrowed his eyebrows when he felt her begin to release herself from their holds. “Wait, where are you going?” He and Stiles both tightened their grasps. 

“To the kitchen. I’m hungry.” Her repeated words were blunt because, to her, it was obvious. 

“Woah, wait a damn minute, you can’t leave yet!” Stiles said. 

“Why not?” She narrowed her eyes at him, looking behind her. 

“Because.” 

“Because? That’s it?” 

“Yes!” he asserted. 

“What he means,” Stuart glared at his twin, “is that we... uh... really, really don’t want you to.” He wore a pained expression, knowing full well that his reasoning was probably only hurting their cause, and Stiles gave him the death stare right back. 

She sighed, beginning to move again, and he knew this meant he only had one choice left. “Ok, ok, we’re sorry, we’re sorry... Please don’t get up. Seriously.” He paused to think, then continued, "Hey, how about you stay here, and someone brings food to you?” 

The girl smiled slightly and began to relax into the bed again. “Alright. I can agree to that.” 

Stiles’ face lit up. “Perfect! Stuart will go.” 

Stuart’s eyes widened with rage. That scheming bastard! he thought, and he sat up with malintent radiating off of him, causing Stiles to practically duck, burying his face in her hair yet again. He huffed, knowing that he can’t beat his brother’s ass when their girlfriend is anywhere near him; he would not take that risk.  

He took a couple of seconds to relax (for now, he’d get his revenge after she went home), then leaned down to press a sweet kiss to her forehead. “Anything for the cutest girl in the world.” 

Seeing her soft smile almost made the trip downstairs worth it, but he knew tackling Stiles and throwing him down those same stairs later would cure him.  

As soon as Stuart left the room, Stiles pulled her impossibly closer, relishing in the few moments of alone time. 

“You know Stuart is going to kill you, right?” 

“Yeah, I know.” 

How do you think stiles would react to finding out his gf was cheated on in the past?

He gets busy and forgets to let her know he’ll be late to their movie night and she immediately assumes the worst and he’s shocked to find her upset and self conscious and insecure when he finally makes it home.

I bet he would feel so bad even though he genuinely didn’t do anything. He would be absolutely flabbergasted that anyone would dare step out on her. He would probably even get genuinely angry at the idiot when she tells the full story.

Oh my gosh, this is so sad yet sweet at the same time!

Since he doesn't already know that she was cheated on, walking in to see her in tears and unable to keep eye contact with him would be beyond confusing and concerning for him. He'd rush over to her, immediately wanting to hold her and talk everything out, asking what was wrong, only to painfully watch her take a step back from him.

"Where were you, Stiles? Where the hell were you?" she'd sob out, keeping a cautious hand between them.

He'd be thrown off by the question, not expecting an interrogation and stuttering his words out. "I-I was just helping Scott with a lead after practice, that's it, I swear..."

"Call him." she'd order, trying to sound like she has a grip on the situation, but her insecurity is evident.

"What?"

"Call him!" At this point, she's desperate, needing certainty and concrete proof that he's telling the truth.

Stiles almost jumps, still so confused about why she's so upset. "Ok, ok, I'm calling him right now. See?" He takes his phone out of his pocket and turns it so she can see what he's doing. He calls Scott right away.

Without giving him any context or revealing her presence, Stiles asks him to tell him all about their previous whereabouts. Scott speaks casually and simply but is clearly lost on why he's doing this. However, she knows he's telling the truth because he's not really known for his lying abilities...

Stiles hangs up right after she gets her proof. "There. Do you believe me now? Or can you at least tell me what's wrong? I hate seeing you like this, you know I hate it when y-" He stops at the feeling of her body practically crashing into his as she clings to him tightly, letting a few more soft sobs out. His mind goes blank for a second before he gets his bearings and wraps his arms around her in a firm embrace. "Hey... It's ok. I got you. Just talk to me. What's going on?"

With a shaky voice, she tells him everything. Certain details are harder to get out than others, so at some point, Stiles leads them to the couch, still holding her close as she curls up against his chest.

Empathizing with people can be hard for Stiles sometimes, but never with his sweet angel. A menagerie of emotions swirls inside of him as he listens to her well - guilt, anger, disgust, sympathy, protectiveness, the list goes on and on.

He gently holds her face in his hands, looking straight into her eyes as he makes her a promise to never do anything horrible like that to her, to never show her any disrespect, to always be faithful to her, and to always let her know if he'll be running late from then on.

Still cradling her against him, they decide to watch something innocent and peaceful, and land on Bambi. Stiles will never admit it, but he teared up at the mother's death, squeezing her even tighter. Thankfully, she fell asleep before the movie ended

Thank you so much for your submission! I'm pretty sure I switched tenses halfway through, but I am far too tired to reread and edit this... My apologies, we'll all just have to deal with it. 💜

◇◈◆ S & S Twins AU Masterlist ◆◈◇

An alternate universe where Stiles Stilinski and Stuart Twombly are twins and share a girlfriend.

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◆ General:

◇ Study Buddies 

◇ Cute

◆ Rants, Headcannons, etc:

◇ Just busy thinking... 

◇ Stuart and his girlfriend

◇ S&S mood board

My apologies, I know I made this forever ago. But I was vey conflicted with the results because they are so, so close (23 to 24) and I don't have as much of a backstory for the Guardian Angel concept as the Wampus Cat one. I know, why did I bother making a poll if I have an idea for one and not the other? Well, I wanted to see what people would be more interested in. Since both seem to be appealing to people and I couldn't brainstorm literally anything for the Guardian Angel concept, I made a tough choice.

At some point, I will write the backstory of the Wampus Cat girlfriend/reader (I try to make my work easy for people to insert themselves into, I like doing that too), but it won't have a specific storyline. It will just be an AU that I can make little imagines based on. I think that will work much better for me and my personal schedule and mental status.

As for the Guardian Angel concept, I would still love to make an AU based on that too, but it will not be prioritized yet. Also, if anyone has ideas for her backstory (where she came from, if she was born as a guardian angel, if she's from a different dimension, etc.) please, please let me know because my writer's block is driving me insane and I don't want to let go of this idea.

Again, I have no idea when I will get the Wampus Cat backstory written and out there, perhaps after the holidays. I'm sorry if this is disappointing news for anyone - I want to be an official writer on this platform, but I keep falling into pits; I'm disappointed in myself too. Requests are still open, regardless of when I get to them. I will gladly accept any and all ideas. Thank you!

TEAM. I NEED YOUR HELP.

I'm contemplating writing a Stiles x supernatural reader series (childhood best friends to lovers trope), but I'm torn between two ideas. To be frank, I can't promise when or if this will actually happen, but in case it goes at some point, I want to know ahead of time so I can start planning in the back of my mind.

• Option 1: Wampus Cat.

-I've done research on this legend, but if I write about it, I will twist it a bit. Or a lot. In my version of it, there's a curse that gets passed down to every first born son's first born daughter, giving her cat-like and hypnotic abilities, some of which are similar to or opposite of werewolves. Obviously, I will go into more detail in the series, but that is a quick glimpse.

• Option 2: Guardian Angel.

-For this idea, Stiles finds out that his girl best friend is actually his guardian angel, wings and all (including some extra pizzazz), when she rescues him. There will be some "angel rules" that are broken and some other religious themes, but I, personally, am not religious and do not intend to offend or invalidate anyone's religion or religious beliefs.

Thank you for your help! If this does end up happening and you'd like to be notified, I can make a tag list, just let me know. 💜

TEAM. I NEED YOUR HELP.

I'm contemplating writing a Stiles x supernatural reader series (childhood best friends to lovers trope), but I'm torn between two ideas. To be frank, I can't promise when or if this will actually happen, but in case it goes at some point, I want to know ahead of time so I can start planning in the back of my mind.

• Option 1: Wampus Cat.

-I've done research on this legend, but if I write about it, I will twist it a bit. Or a lot. In my version of it, there's a curse that gets passed down to every first born son's first born daughter, giving her cat-like and hypnotic abilities, some of which are similar to or opposite of werewolves. Obviously, I will go into more detail in the series, but that is a quick glimpse.

• Option 2: Guardian Angel.

-For this idea, Stiles finds out that his girl best friend is actually his guardian angel, wings and all (including some extra pizzazz), when she rescues him. There will be some "angel rules" that are broken and some other religious themes, but I, personally, am not religious and do not intend to offend or invalidate anyone's religion or religious beliefs.

Thank you for your help! If this does end up happening and you'd like to be notified, I can make a tag list, just let me know. 💜

is anyone out there

I have no idea if anyone is even reading my stuff anymore. Between my family shit and mental health just knowing someone is reading these would be really nice.

LITTLE WOLF PART 8

“Go out with me?”

“Gladly.”

“Why don’t we lay down?” He smiles. “My mom tells all the moms to sleep when the baby sleeps.” We lay on his bed, and he smiles down at me. “I wouldn’t mind doing this for real with you one day.”

I scoot closer. “I’d like that too. We’d be the coolest parents ever.”

“Easily.” He sighs. “What are we going to tell your brother?”

“We tell him the truth.” I shrug. “But, we tell my dad first, and then have my dad there when we  tell Sti so that there is a muzzle.”

“And your dad will be okay with it?”

“Yeah. It took me two hours to get it into his head that I never slept with Jackson, or anyone else, and in the end, all he said was, ‘What about Scott?’ So, he will be very happy.” 

“We could take him to lunch tomorrow,” Scott suggests. “And my mom. Two birds, one stone.”

“Plus, they can meet their granddaughter.” 

“What does maleńka mean?” He asks. “It’s Polish, right?”

“It means little one, it’s what my mom used to call me.” I take his hand. “What about you? Mijita? Gordito?”

“Just passing down a family tradition. My mom always called me mijo or peque. 

“Did you really call Isaac and Allison’s son a little fat boy?” I tease. 

“What?!” he laughs, “What are you calling your nephew?”

“Żabko…” I mutter. “It means froggie in Polish.”

“Okay so we have Froggie, little fat boy, what about the girls?”

“Myszka, or mouse.” 

“I called her Bicho, but apparently is not as cute to English speakers,” He scoffs. “What about Misiu?”

“Oh no, that’s a secret.” 

“C’mon! Please, Kat?” 

“Nope!”

“Maravillosa, princesa mio, cielito, amor de mi vida…” He begs. “Please!”

“Teddy bear!” I giggle. “It means teddy bear.”

“Oh,” he laughs. “That’s really cute.”

“It’s better than the other terms of endearment they use. One of them directly translates to ‘old fart’ which is what my mom called my dad.” I look at Aylin. “If we were to really have kids, boy or girl, what would you name them?”

“Hm,” he thinks for a moment. “Nicholas and Alexander are cute boy names, and they have plenty of nicknames. I am partial to Aylin now, but Kalina, Anja, and Letizia are my favorite girl names. What about you?”

I shrug. “Never really thought about names beyond Claudia.” 

“Why don’t you get your pajamas on, I’ll go get water, and some food.” He kisses my nose before leaving the room. 

I change into my pajamas, which are just a pair of gym shorts, and a t-shirt I stole from one of the boys. I braid my hair and take out my earrings. 

“Is that one of mine?” I hear Scott enter the room. 

I examine the shirt, an old lacrosse shirt with Scott’s number and McCall on the front. “It is, and an old one too.” I sit next to him on the bed. “Did you see how Isaac looked at Allison when she was holding Camden?”

“You bet I did!” Scott smirks. “It was the closest thing to heart eyes I’ve ever seen. But Allison made the same face when you handed Aylin to Isaac. Although nothing will beat the shock on Stiles’ face when he saw us on the couch. I was taking a video of Aylin when he walked in. Do you want to see it?” 

I roll my eyes. “I’m good for now.” I yawn. “She’ll need to eat in like an hour.”

Scott pulls me in close. “I can handle it, mariposita.” He grabs the covers and tucks us in. “Sleep.” 

I snuggle in closer. “G’night misiu.” 

He starts to sing. 

Unforgettable Lyrics

I woke up to Aylin crying. I sit up and see Scott already looking for the bottle. “Diaper bag. Mini backpack.” I grunt, picking up Aylin. 

“Found it.” He hands me the bottle, sits against the headboard, pulls me into him, and sighs. “I could’ve done it. You didn’t have to get up.”

“I know. I just ended up waking up.” I rest my head against him. “I am so glad tomorrow is Saturday. If we had to go to school the day after getting our baby I think I’d sleep through every single class.”

“Me too. We are definitely napping tomorrow, right?” 

I nod. “I won't survive without one.” I sit up, burping Aylin. “I wonder how the others are doing?” 

Scott laughs. “I put your phone on do not disturb, but I didn’t do that to mine, so I’ve been reading the group chat, and they are not doing great.”

I cradle Aylin and shift to put her in the bassinet,  “Sucks for them I guess.” As I lay her down, she wails, so I tuck her in my arms. “She’s not going to let me put her in the bassinet. That’s great.” 

Scott pulls me against him, before kissing my cheek. “We can stay like this. That’ll be easier.” I nod and close my eyes. 

LITTLE WOLF PART 7

“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!” I open my eyes to see my brother and Lydia in the hallway.

“I was napping, until I was so rudely awakened.” I groan, sitting up. “We all were actually.” 

“IN HIS LAP?”

I roll my eyes. “Shut up Meechie.” I take the wailing Oliver from him. “I’m assuming he’s been fed, burped, changed, and rocked?” Lydia and Stiles nod. “Poor baby.” I coo “Let’s get you snuggled up, and a lullaby.” I look at my brother. “Swaddle wrap?” Lydia hands me the wrap. “I know, I know Ollie. It’s okay! Auntie Kat is here, and we’re gonna wrap you up snugger than a bug in a rug.” I snap the final snap on the swaddle and Ollie immediately calms down. “That’s better, huh?” I hand him back to Stiles. “He should fall asleep on the drive home now. And if that doesn’t work, you could always try a lullaby with his head against your chest.” 

“Are you kicking us out now?”

I nod. “Scott and I have our own baby to take care of.” I walk them to the door. “Call me if you can’t get him down.”

Once they’re gone, Scott stands. “You are beautiful.” He kisses my nose. “I fed her while you were napping. I’m gonna go set stuff up in my room. Let me know if you need something.”

I take Aylin and head to the kitchen. “You really are the perfect baby.” I dance around the kitchen, humming, and laughing at the baby talk. 

“Scott? Kat?” Allison calls.

“Hey, Alli.” Scott smiles, taking Camden. “You fed him and changed him and everything?” I join them in the living room. “Do you have another swaddle wrap, Cariña?” I hand Isaac Aylin and grab a swaddle for Scott. “Oye gordito… You’re just sleepy, huh? You just need to be snuggled up before bedtime, yeah?” I smile down at the scene before me, as Scott murmurs to the doll. “There we go!” He hands Camden back to Allison, “He should be out like a light after a drive, and if all else fails, sing a lullaby.” He takes Aylin from Isaac. “Call if you need anything else.” 

I walk them to the door. “Have a nice rest of your night guys.” I walk back to Scott and sigh, taking Aylin. “I think it’s time for Maleńka to go to bed, how about you?”

“I think so.”

We walk to Scott’s room, and I smile at how he’s set everything up. “Look at this Maleńka! Your dad got everything all set up!” I look at Scott. “Thank you.” I start to sway, thinking of a lullaby when Scott starts singing.

I could find the whole meaning of life in those sad eyes They've seen things that you never quite say, but I hear Come out of hiding, I'm right here beside you And I'll stay there as long as you let me

Because you matter to me Simple and plain and not much to ask from somebody You matter to me I promise you do, you, you matter too I promise you do, you see? You matter to me

I smile, knowing right when to join in.

It's addictive the minute you let yourself think The things that I say just might matter to someone All of this time I've been keeping my mind on the running away And for the first time I think I'd consider the stay

Because you matter to me Simple and plain and not much to ask from somebody You matter to me I promise you do, you, you matter too I promise you do, you'll see You matter to me

I take a deep breath, before continuing on.

"Dear baby I hope someday Somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight They don't pull away, they don't look at your face And they don't try to kiss you All they do is wrap you up in their arms and hold on tight Without an ounce of selfishness in it I hope you become addicted, baby I hope you become addicted to sayin' things Having them matter to someone"

Scott stands behind me, wraps me in his arms, and we sway as we finish the song. I look down and Aylin is sleeping soundly in my arms. I lay her in the bassinet and then go back to Scott.

“You and I make a damn good team McCall,” I look back at the bassinet. “Who would’ve guessed we’d be helping the others through this project?”

“Not our parents.” He rests his forehead against mine.

Little Wolf Part 6

AS A NOTE. I AM TRYING TO UPDATE CONSISTENTLY BUT PLEASE BE KIND

When we finally pull into Scott’s driveway my phone rings. IDIOT BROTHER

“What?”

“Can Lydia and I bring Ollie over? We can’t seem to get him to stop crying.”

“Bring a swaddle wrap. They’re in the top left drawer in the baby room. And, bring my fuzzy blanket. Also, tell Lydia that she can use anything in the baby room.”

“Got it.”

 I hang up and look at Scott. “Meechie and Lydia need our help.”

“Is this what it’s going to be like when he actually has kids? If so, you’ll need to live with him.” Scott shakes his head. “We won’t ever be rid of him, will we.”

“It’s Meechie!” I laugh. “He won’t let us get rid of him.”

“You take Aylin inside and I’ll unpack the car. Then we can use Stiles to set everything up.” He kisses me. “You are amazing.”

I grab the diaper bag and my backpack and take Aylin inside. When I sit on the couch my phone rings again. ALLI THE ARCHER

“Hey, Alli!”

“We need help.”

I laugh. “Come on over to Scott’s, Stiles and Lydia are already on their way.”

“You are a lifesaver!”

“Who was that?”

“Allison. She and Isaac need help too.”

He sits next to me. “Can you imagine this for real? All of us having kids?”

I cuddle into him. “I don’t think all of us will. Allison doesn’t want to have kids, nor does Isaac, or Malia.” I look up at him. “What about you?”

“I’d love it. Having a crazy house full of kids.” He smiles down at me. “I always wanted siblings growing up, so I’d love to have like 3 or 4 kids.”

I hum into his chest. “I’ll have at least two seeing as I’m genetically predisposed to have twins.”

“You tired?” He takes Aylin from my arms.

“Parenting four babies is hard.” I whine, laying my head on his lap. 

“I’ll help the others, you can go ahead and nap.” he runs his fingers through my hair. “No promises your brother won’t wake you though.”

“Thanks, Misiu.” I close my eyes.

Little Wolf Part 5

I retie the carrier and follow the others down the bleachers. When we reach the locker room doors Isaac and Scott are already out. 

“How’d she do?” Scott leans over to peek at Aylin.

“Not a peep,” I smirk at the girls. “Unlike Lyssa.”

“What do you mean?”

“Lyssa just needed some Auntie Kat time and a lullaby.” I smile when I hear Aylin babbling against my chest. “Someone’s awake!”

“I can take her.” Scott holds Aylin as I taught him earlier, and smiles. “Hey, pretty girl! Did you have a good time with Mamma?” He pauses when he sees her shirt. “Really, Katya? Cute outfit, but we both know the looks come from my side of the family.”

“You’re only saying that ‘cause of Stiles.” I pout. “Which is not fair! We don’t know what happened with him!”

Scott smiles. “Whatever you say, Cariña.”

“Damn right Misiu.”

“Stiles!” Isaac shouts into the locker room. “Hurry up! Scott and Kat are being all mushy, and it’s getting annoying!” 

My brother immediately runs out of the locker room. “Hey! Watch it! Both of you!” He stares at us, looking between the two of us. “You two seem awfully comfortable parenting together…”

“We’ve been parenting you for years, it’s hardly new.” I smile up at Scott. “Plus, I do all the work anyway! He just gets to stand there and look pretty.”

“That is not true!” Scott argues as we all walk to the parking lot.

“Who put in the car seat this afternoon?”

“You wouldn’t let me help!”

“GAH!” Isaac shouts. “Could you both please just shut up? I forgot how annoying you two are when you like each other.” Allison slaps his arm. “Ow!”

“You know what that was for, don’t even.”

As everyone piles into their cars, I look at Scott and hand him the keys before putting Aylin in her car seat, finally taking my seat in the back.

“I’m sorry about these past couple of weeks,” I state as soon as he starts driving. “I’ve had a lot on my mind, and I took it out on you, which isn’t fair.”

“Katya…” Scott sighs. “Listen, about that conversation we had. I’m sorry for how I responded, I was in shock, and it’s taken me up until today to figure out what to say…”

I shake my head. “Scott, you don’t have to.”

“No, no I do,” he parks on the side of the road. “Ekaterina, I have had a massive crush on you since the sixth grade, and that day on the porch, I wanted nothing more than to kiss you, and tell you everything I feel for you. And yet I didn’t, because I hesitated, I thought about what Stiles would say, and I hesitated.” He takes a breath. “I’ve been falling for you for ages Katya, and I want to be more than just your brother’s best friend.”

I jump over the seat and kiss him.  When I pull away I smile. “You have never been just my brother’s best friend Scott.” I glance at Aylin. “Now let’s get our little one home.”

Little Wolf Part 4

When I get back to my house I grab all of the baby stuff and stuff it into the backseat of the jeep, I then take Aylin up to the room that used to be a nursery and start packing baby clothes in the diaper bag. Once her clothes are all packed, I grab an outfit that says ‘I got it from my Mama’ and lay Aylin down on the changing table. Once I’ve checked her diaper I put on the new outfit, and head back to my room. I grab all of my basics, and shove them in my duffle bag, toss in my makeup and jewelry, grab my toiletry bag, and finish packing the car. When I get to the school, I see Lydia struggling in the parking lot. I tie on the baby carrier, situate Aylin against my chest, grab the diaper bag, and head over to her car. 

“Do you want some help, Lydia?”

She turns around. “I can’t get the carrier out of the base.” She sighs. “Clearly you are prepared for this.”

“There’s plenty of stuff for you, Alli, and Malia to use at my house.” I shoo her away from the car and lift the carrier out of the car. “There you go!”

She takes the carrier. “What did you guys name her?” Lydia asks as we walk toward the field.

“Aylin Claudia McCall.” I smile. “And my nephew?”

“Oliver Kai Stilinski.”

We sit next to Allison and Malia on the bleachers, I untie Aylin and show the girls her outfit. “Allison, Malia, meet Aylin Claudia McCall. Also, how pissed will Scott be about this outfit?”

“Oh, I think he’ll love it,” Allison smirks. “How come you get a cool name? Camden Argent-Lahey is so boring!”

“I think that’s cute Alli!” I smile, “Plus you hyphenated, which is cool.”

“Lyssa Evelyn Tate, named after the spirit of rage, and my mother.”

“That’s sweet Mal,” I hug her. “How has it gone for you guys so far?”

“Cam is not a fan of his father…” Allison laughs. “Every time Isaac holds him he starts to cry.”

“Oh no!” Lydia laughs. “Ollie has been decent, but I’ve had to change his diaper often.”

I grab a bottle out of the diaper bag and start to feed Aylin. “Maleńka has only cried once.” I look out on the field. “Once she was in Scott’s arms, there wasn’t a peep.”

“Lyssa has not stopped crying, this is the longest she’s been quiet.” Malia tilts her head. “Kat, why are you feeding her? She hasn’t started crying yet.”

“Babies need to eat every 2-3 hours, and it’s been 2.5 since she woke up. I’m trying to keep her from crying.” I smile at the girls. “Look,” I eye the field where Scott, Stiles, and Isaac are standing and staring. I start to burp Aylin as I wave at the boys. “Wait till Uncle Sti sees your outfit maleńka…” I coo, knowing Scott can hear every word. “I think he’ll like it, huh baby?” Once Aylin has burped I cradle her once again.

“Now you’re being mean Kitty.” Lydia scolds.

“Oh hush.” I scold. “If I really wanted to be mean, I would.” All of a sudden, Lyssa starts crying.

“What more do you want from me?” Malia whines. “I have just fed you, and changed your diaper, what else is there?”

“Here, you take Aylin, and I’ll take Lyssa.” I gently trade with her. “Oh laleczko,” I stand and start to sway. “You’re just tired, huh?” I think for a moment and then start to sing. 

“There's a faraway land, so the stories all tell  Somewhere beyond the horizon,  If we can find it then all will be well.  Troubles there are few, someday we'll go to  Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew  Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew.  They say breezes are warm there,  And people are kind,  Maybe it's something like heaven.  I close my eyes and I see in my mind,  Skies of bluest blue  Solla Sollew I've had so much trouble finding my way there,  When I get close, it disappears.  If I can get there, I'm gonna stay there.  If it takes us miles,  If it takes us years.  High on a mountain or lost on the sea,  Sooner or later I'll find it.  I have a picture of how it will be  On the day I do.  Troubles will be through  But I'll be home with you. Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew  Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew.”

 When I look down, Lyssa is fast asleep. “There,” I put her gently in Malia’s arms. “All she needed was a lullaby.”

“When did you learn to sing like that?” Lydia whispers when I sit next to her.

“I’ve always been able to.” I shrug. 

“They’re done with practice, let’s meet them at the doors.” Allison stands.

Little Wolf Part 3

“YOUR TIME BEGINS…” Coach shouts, and I immediately cradle the baby in my arms. “NOW!!”

Lydia and Malia’s babies instantly start crying and Scott laughs. “Aylin is definitely the most well-behaved here.”

I roll my eyes. “Of course she is. She’s my daughter!”

As the bell rings Stiles tosses me the keys to the Jeep. “You can go pack up, and then meet us here after practice, yeah?”

I put on my backpack, and take the baby carrier from Scott. “Yeah, I’ll see you soon.”

As I walk out of class, Scott follows me. “I’ll help you get her in the car.”

“I can do it too, y’know.” I roll my eyes. “I’ve done it before.”

“When?”

“Remember when that couple died two years ago? My dad took their baby in for a couple of weeks, and I did most of the work. Car seats, strollers, changing, everything.” I smile softly. “So lucky for Aylin, because Mama has all of the things she’ll need.”

“Like what? I thought Coach gave us everything?” Scott asks, holding the door.

“Diaper bag, stroller, bassinet, baby carrier, swaddles, and more.” I unlock the jeep. “Though I might leave the swing and rocker for Lyds because Stiles is not the best with babies.” I hand Scott the car seat and climb in the car. “Okay, now she has to face the seat and be centered on the cushion.” Scott helps me maneuver the car seat, and then Aylin starts to cry. “I’ll do this part, you rock her.”

“And what if she keeps crying?” Scott panics, trying to get Aylin out of the car seat. 

“Jesus Scott, then check her diaper, and if that doesn’t work, feed her!”

“How do I hold her?”

I laugh. “Okay, how about you work on the car seat, and I’ll show you how to hold her.” I lean over and unbuckle the car seat. “The most important thing to remember is to support her neck since she can’t hold her head up on her own.” I tuck her in my arms and coo. “And then you just cradle her, isn’t that right sweetheart? Yeah…” I look up at Scott. “Do you wanna hold her?”

“Sure…”

I carefully step out of the car and stand in front of Scott. “Ready?” He nods. I hold Aylin away from my chest. “Okay, so put your right hand behind her head and neck,” I adjust his position a little. “Left hand on her butt, and then cradle.”

“How do I cradle her?”

“Slide your right arm toward me, until her head is in the crook of your elbow,” I guide his movements. “And now just hold her.” I step back. 

“Wow.” Scott chuckles. “She’s so small.” I turn back to the car seat and secure it properly before turning back to Scott, only for my heart to melt. “I think you and I would be lost without your mama, mijita. But I promise I’ll do my best, by both you and mama.”

“Car seat’s all set,” I whisper. “I’ll be back in 30 minutes.” I easily take Aylin from Scott’s arms and buckle her in. “See you soon.”

“Katya.” I look at Scott, surprised by the softness in his voice. “Thank you.” 

I nod, and put the Jeep in gear, before whispering, “You’re lucky I like you, McCall!”

Little Wolf Part 2

“We all know something happened Kat. You’ll have to tell someone eventually.” Allison puts an arm around me. “And unlike your brother, I know how to keep a secret.”

“I told him.”

Allison looks at me in shock. “What did he say?”

I feel tears pool in my eyes. “That’s just it Alli, he didn’t say anything. He just said ‘Oh.’ and that was it.”

“Oh Kat…” She wraps me in a hug. “I’m so sorry. That’s terrible.”

Two more sets of arms join the hug. “Don’t get me wrong, I love group hugs, but why?” Malia whispers.

“Can I tell them, Kat?” Allison asks, and I nod. “She told Scott about how she felt, and all he said was ‘Oh.’ and now it’s weird.”

“Oh, Kitty…” Lydia sighs. “He doesn’t know what he’s missing, you are too good for him.”

“You’re too pretty to cry over him, Kat. Plus, if you really want a date, I’ll take you.” Malia kisses my forehead.

“We have to go to class.” I extricate myself from their arms. “Just don’t tell the boys, okay? I don’t want them to make him feel guilty, and I especially don’t want Stiles to go berserk on him.”

“Our lips are sealed.” Lydia takes my hand. “Now, let’s get to class, Coach is apparently in a mood today, so let’s not piss him off more than he already is.”

“Oh god.” Malia sighs. “This should be fun.”

Allison takes my other hand. “And today is robot doll day. We have them for two whole weeks.”

“I’m excited, believe it or not. I love taking care of kids, especially babies. It’s actually pretty easy.” I smile. 

“So, if any of us struggle, call Kat!”

We walk into the classroom, and Coach grunts. “Partner list is on the back board. There will be no switching. You will be in your groups all day. Good luck.”

BABY PROJECT PARTNER LIST Lydia Martin, Stiles Stilinski Malia Tate, Garrett Vance Allison Argent, Isaac Lahey Jackson Whittemore, Peggy Carter Scott McCall, Ekaterina Stilinski Vernon Boyd, Danielle Larson Matt Donavan, Erica Reyes

“Just my luck.” I sit at the desk with my name on it. 

“So…” Scott takes his desk. “Partners, huh?” 

“Guess so.”

Coach stands up. “Alright. Treat these babies as your children for two weeks. I will get a report on how well you care for them. Discuss.”

“So, what should we name our little one, Katya?”

“Enya?”

“Kiara?”

I scoff. “Carolyn.”

“Mallory.”

“Althea.” 

“Vanessa.”

“No.” I think quietly. “What about Aylin or Ayla? They mean halo of moonlight, Turkish I think.”

“Aylin Claudia McCall.” Scott puts a hand on mine. “Beautiful.”

“Claudia?” I look at him in shock. “Really?” 

“Yeah,” Scott smiles. “Remember growing up, we would always talk about what we wanted to name our kids, and Stiles and I would come up with Yoda or something? You always said that you wanted your daughter’s middle name to be Claudia, after your mom.”

“I can’t believe you remember that.” I take a deep breath. “Moving on, it’d probably be easier to just stay at one of our houses, so we’re together all the time, then we don’t have to switch all the time.”

“Works for me.” he pauses, listening in on my brother’s conversation. “Lydia and Stiles are going to stay at your house, so why don’t we stay at mine, I doubt my mom will care.”

I nod. “And we have the same schedule, so it’ll be easy to coordinate that too.”

Little Wolf Part 1

I sit next to Allison at the lunch table. “I cannot stand him anymore!”

“Who are you talking about, Scott or Stiles?” Lydia asks.

“Stiles!” I groan.

“What did he do now?” Malia sighs. “'cause if it’s not something to do with food, I don’t want to talk about it.” 

“He told our dad about Jackson. He breezes by the dinner table last night and says ‘Kat slept with Jackson Whittmore over the summer,’ and then walks away as if nothing happened.” I complain. “I got a two-hour lecture!” 

“You deserved that.” Stiles plops down next to Lydia. “It was payback for what you said about Erica.”

“What happened with Erica?” Allison smirks.

“Do not–”

“He had a friend with benefits relationship with her last year.”

“For several months, as I recall, right?” Scott sits next to me. 

“You’re welcome for that information, McCall.” I glare at him. 

“Please don’t argue,” Stiles begs me. “One day, please?”

“Tell her!!” I ignore the conversation around me as I eat my pasta. I finish eating and as I’m packing up my leftovers Scott interrupts me. “You’re not going to eat all of that?”

“No.”

“Can I have–” 

“No.”

“Why are you so mean to me, Ekaterina? What did I do?” Scott whines.

“Figure it out yourself Scott,” I walk off.

“Kat!” Allison runs up to me.

“Sorry. I just can’t sit there with my brother and Scott,” I sigh leaning against my locker. “They treat me like I’m five!”

“What happened between you and Scott? You guys used to be so close?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.” 

FLASHBACK

“Why him?” Scott shouts. “It’s always about Isaac!”

I sigh. “Scott. That’s not fair and you know it.” I sit on the bench. 

“Sit, please? And just listen, alright?”

“Fine,” Scott sits next to me. “What did Isaac say?”

“He didn’t say anything! I broke up with him, okay? We aren’t dating! 

We were never dating, I don’t even know what we were, but whatever 

it was, it’s over.”

“What? Why? I thought you really liked him?”

“As a friend. I have feelings for someone else.”

“Who?”

I shake my head. “Never mind, I shouldn’t have brought it up.” I stand.

“Katya.” Scott grabs my hand. “Talk to me.”

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, Scott. Just let it go, please.”

“Not a chance.” Scott crosses his arms. “Liam? Jackson? Theo?” He huffs. 

“I really hope it’s not Theo. Aiden? Derek? Diaz? Brett?” He pauses. 

“Is it Parrish?”

“Scott.” I stop him. “It’s you. Always has been.”

“Me?”

“Yeah, you.” I sit there, waiting for him to answer.

“Oh.”

I run off as he calls after me.

END FLASHBACK

Should’ve Done Your Homework – Aiden Steiner x Reader

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Pairing: Aiden Steiner x Reader

Summary: Theo Raeken has taken an interest on you while Aiden is out of town. Lydia, Stiles and Scott knock some sense into him.

Trigger warning: Cursing

Word count: 1.062

Theo Raeken had finally lost his patience.

He had noticed you the moment he returned to Beacon Hills, drawn in by your effortless grace and natural allure. You were breathtaking — without trying, without pretense, carrying yourself with an understated confidence that made you impossible to ignore. Confident. Sharp. Untouchable. Like you existed in a different league, and he wasn’t even worth a second glance.

So, he tried. Turned on the charm. Made conversation. Dropped little comments meant to test the waters.

Nothing. Not even a flicker of interest.

And now, standing in the middle of the school hallway, watching you walk away from him yet again, he had reached his limit.

He turned to Stiles, who was leaned against his locker, arms crossed over his chest, a knowing smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. He could barely contain his amusement at the situation unfolding before him. Scott, on the other hand, seemed genuinely uncomfortable, shifting his weight from one foot to the other as tension filled the air.

"Okay, seriously," Theo huffed, running a hand through his hair in exasperation, "what the hell is her problem?"

Scott and Stiles exchanged a quick glance, years of friendship allowing them to communicate volumes in that brief moment. "Her problem?" Stiles repeated, letting out a short, incredulous laugh. Scott pinched the bridge of his nose, clearly not wanting to be a part of this conversation that was rapidly heading south.

Theo clenched his jaw. "Yeah, her problem. She's been nothing but cold to me since I got here, treating me like I'm completely invisible."

"This gonna be fun," Lydia muttered to herself, inspecting a perfectly manicured nail with exaggerated interest, a slight smirk tugging at her lips.

"So, let me get this straight," she drawled, her voice dripping with carefully measured disdain, "you're pissed off because she doesn't fall for your 'nice guy' act? You show up out of nowhere, acting all smooth, throwing a few compliments and charming smiles around like confetti, and suddenly you're entitled to her attention? Is that what we're dealing with here?"

Theo rolled his eyes dramatically. "That's not what I am saying—"

"Then what are you saying, Theo?" Scott interrupted, his usually calm demeanor cracking. His patience was running thin, evident in the sharp edge to his words.

"She barely even acknowledges me," Theo snapped, throwing his hands up in frustration, his voice rising with each word.

Stiles let out a sharp breath, barely containing his mirth. "Oh my gosh. This is hilarious. This is absolutely priceless."

Theo glared at him, his eyes flashing dangerously. "How is this funny, Stilinski? Please, enlighten me."

"It's funny because you're about as self-aware as a brick wall. Actually, that might be insulting to brick walls. Seriously, Theo. You should've done your homework before going after Y/N."

Theo narrowed his eyes, suspicion creeping into his expression. "And why is that?"

"Oh, come on, Theo. You're a big, bad werewolf. Think," Lydia urged, an amused grin spreading across her lips.

Irritation flickered across his face. "Just spit it out already," he demanded, his patience wearing dangerously thin.

Stiles turned to Theo with mock sympathy, placing a theatrical hand over his heart. "My dear friend, she's taken."

"So what? I've never seen her with anyone. And it's High School," he scoffed dismissively, as if that fact alone made relationships temporary, easily breakable, mere child's play.

"Oh, wow, buddy," Stiles grinned, clearly enjoying this moment far too much, "you really thought she's single just because you haven't seen her making out in the hallways? That's adorably naïve of you."

Theo's brows furrowed deeply, confusion and frustration warring on his features. "I'm just saying if she's taken, then where is he? Who even is he? Because I haven't seen anyone worthy around here."

Scott, who was mostly quiet up until this point of the conversation, leaned in purposefully. His voice was low, steady, carrying a weight that demanded attention.

"Quick question, didn't you say the werewolf who bit you was killed by his own betas?"

"Yeah — what does that have to do with anything?" Theo responded, clearly struggling to connect the dots.

"Well, my little clueless fool," Stiles shook his head with a mischievous smile that threatened to split his face, "one of those betas is dating Danny. The other…" his voice trailed off meaningfully. He didn't need to finish the sentence, letting the implication hang heavy in the air.

Theo's eyes widened in realization, the color draining from his face. "No way."

"Yes way."

"Go ahead, Theo," Lydia clicked her tongue, savoring the moment like fine wine, "say his name."

"You're telling me Aiden fucking Steiner — the former Alpha — is dating Y/N*,*" Theo gasped in disbelief, pointing at you. You were stood by your locker at the end of the hallway, casually chatting with Malia — once again, not paying attention to him, not sparing even a fleeting glance towards his direction. "For how long? How long has this been going on?"

"Oh, not that long, really," Stiles replied, his grin stretching impossibly wider, "it's been like, what? Three, four years? Something like that. You know, just a casual long-term commitment."

"What?! So you're telling me she was dating Aiden even when he was after you? When everything was chaos?"

"Oh, yeah. Snuck around everyone's back. Very forbidden romance, enemies to lovers of them — expect, they were never enemies, you know," Lydia answered, clearly relishing every moment of Theo's growing discomfort. "And not only that—he's fiercely protective of her," she added. "More like psychotically protective," Stiles corrected.

"If he's so overprotective, then where is he now? I've seen his brother around, but him? Haven't seen him in weeks," Theo objected, his confidence returning.

Lydia gave him a knowing smirk. “So what? He’s gonna come back, eventually.”

“And if he finds out you’ve been obsessing over his girlfriend for weeks - well… see how that goes for you,” Scott added, his voice dead serious.

Theo remained silent.

“So, if you want to keep pushing, good luck,” Stiles finished, clapping Theo on the shoulder. “And if you need help arranging the funeral… I know a guy.”

Being Liam Dunbar's Twin Sister Would Include...

Gif not mine. Credits to the rightful owner.

A/N: Requests are open.

Being born five minutes after Liam, and him constantly pulling the “I’m older” card

Fighting constantly over your toys when you were toddlers

Throwing food at each other

Pulling each other’s hair

Biting each other

Overall, being a constant headache to your parents until you reached adolesence

Being the only one able to calm him down during his outrages

Making sure he took his I.E.D. medication

Occasionally threating him to do so

Standing up for him against Brett

Making out with Brett

Transferring to Beacon Hills High with him

Stiles instantly taking a liking at you

You confronting Scott when he bit Liam

“What the hell were you thinking?! He has I.E.D.!”

Stiles agreeing with you

“I told him it was a bad idea.”

Helping Liam control the change and eventually becoming his anchor

Giving Hayden dirty looks every now and then

Making out with Brett during lacrosse games

Liam and Stiles not being happy about it

Being best friends with Mason

Sleepovers at your place with the pack

Falling asleep in Liam’s arms and him carrying you to your room

Liam comforting you after Brett’s death

Gabe and Nolan threating you

Mason standing up for you

Eventually going to different colleges

Missing him terribly

Facetiming every night

Surprise visits every now and then

Moving back to Beacon Hills together after finishing college

Being Jackson Whittemore’s Younger Sister Would Include…

Being born about two years after he was adopted, and him going immediately into protective older brother mode

Watching over your crib while you were asleep

Helping your mum calm you down when you were crying

Going to pre-school together

You sticking next to him until you got home

Him defending you if any of your classmates was being mean to you

Him helping you make new friends

Sneaking into his room at night if you had a nightmare

Him calming you down and soothing you back to sleep

Stealing his clothes

Driving you to school every morning until you got your license

Teaching you how to drive

Stealing his Porsche until your parents bought you your own

Becoming best friends with Lydia

Helping her choose her outfits for their dates

Helping Jackson with gift shopping for their anniversary

Confronting Jackson when he was being an asshole to her

Joking about Lydia dumping him and dating you instead

Supporting him during his lacrosse games

Mat having a crush on you and Jackson threatening to beat the shit out of him if he dared to approach you

Danny backing him up

You having a thing for Danny until you found out he’s not into girls

Jackson trying to protect you from himself once he started losing control over his shifting

You realizing he is the Kanima before anyone else

Him promising he will call and text you every day before leaving Beacon Hills

Him booking you tickets to visit him in London once a month

You being the first to find out about Ethan

Going to dinner dates with them during your visits

Warning him about Gerald’s Hunters going after them

Helping them get free after Tamora captured them

Moving to London with them eventually

Being Derek Hale’s younger sister would include...

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A/N: I’m currently working on new things about this blog, so I’m sorry in advance if I fall behind with my requests.

Being Derek’s little sister would include...

Not being too close to Derek when you were younger

Because your characters were quite similar

Arguing constantly

Talia having to step in before things went too far

Becoming best friends when reaching adolescence

Going to him for advice

Him being protective over you when you got to the date scene

Supporting him on basketball games

Hooking him up with Paige

Comforting him after her death

Taking an instant dislike to Peter, not that you never really did like him

Surviving the fire, and sticking with him

Being a member of his pack, and helping him train his Betas

Flirting with Isaac

Derek not being okay with it

Giving Isaac a hard time

Hale eye roll ™

Tracing each other’s spiral tattoos

Being comfortable with physical affection only with him

Sibling cuddling while watching movies during thunderstorm nights

Working out together, basically competing each other

Becoming an ally of the McCall pack, and eventually joining it

Derek growling at anyone during the pack meetings if they try to flirt with you

Except Stiles, because he knows you have a soft spot for him

Secretly loving when you give Allison death glares, because he knows you hate the Argents twice as he does

Occasionally stealing his car keys

Throwing parties at the loft when he’s out of town

You being the only one able to put him in his place

Evolving at the same time period

Having a very special connection in general, always standing by each other’s side

Protected – Derek Hale x Young! Beta! Reader

Summary: You’re Derek Hale’s 15-year-old Beta. Derek saves you before Gerald Argent kills you.

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Pairing: Derek Hale x Young!Beta!Reader (platonic)

Warnings: Gerald Argent, furious Derek, swearing, blood, crying

Word count: 802

Song recommendation: Iron - Woodkid

*Flashback*

“Do you have a death wish, Y/N?” Derek crossed his arms over his chest, leaning against the doorframe, blocking the exit. You raised an eyebrow, sort of glaring at him.

“Do you?” you talked back at him, smiling coldly. Derek’s jaw clenched as he suppressed the urge to give you a piece of his mind. You had been giving him attitude for the past few days, and even if he was fully aware you disliked being told what to do, he was still your Alpha and had obligation to protect you.

“In case you forgot, Argent has already tried to kill you twice,” he acknowledged. “And failed to do so, twice,” you responded bitterly.

Derek sighed. “I’m only trying to keep you safe, Y/N/N. Please, just listen to me,” he said. Your gaze softened. “I’ll be fine, Derek,” you muttered, making your way out of the loft.

*End of flashback*

You weren’t exactly sure how you had found yourself running through the woods for dear life. There was, however, something you knew for certain: if you made it out alive, you’d never disregard Derek again. You were getting weaker, however, every second that went by. The possibility of you surviving seemed considerably unrealistic.

You hissed in pain, removing an arrow from your abdomen and hurriedly pressing with your hand against the cut to stem the bleeding, only to realize that you had been poisoned with wolf’s bane- you weren’t healing. You were seriously injured, and teetering on the edge of unconsciousness, yet you refused to give up.  

“I have to admit, Y/N, you gave me quite a hard time,” Gerald Argent commented, examining your bloodied features. You scoffed, “yeah, well. Facilitating your process of killing me wasn’t exactly on my to-do list,” you replied sarcastically, aching with every breath you took.

“You’re something else, aren’t you? For a newly turned Beta, you’re quite skilled. I’m sure you’re Derek’s favorite,” he pointed out, laughing devilishly. “It’s a shame you have to die this way, so young and innocent.”

Realization hit you. You were really going to die, if you didn’t do something drastic. With every bit of power you had left, you roared. Assuming Derek was searching for you, you had given away your position.

“Your life is completely in my hands; quit testing my boundaries, sweetheart,” Gerald warned, aiming a gun between your eyes. “Do you have any last words?” There was a brief moment of silence.

“Look behind you,” you breathed.

Derek emerged from the shadows, fully turned in his werewolf form. He neared Gerald in no time, instantly disarming him. “You didn’t actually believe I’d let you kill my Beta, did you?” he asked. To say his voice was infuriated, was an understatement. “Hunting her down alone was a seriously bad idea, Argent.”

– 

“SON OF A-” you cried, immediately waking up. “Hold her still!” Deaton shouted, pressing a syringe in your carotid, which you supposed contained the antidote for Aconitum. The pain was sending you over the edge, causing you to dig your claws in your Alpha’s skin, who held your hands pinned against the cold metal table.

After a few moments that felt like centuries, the veterinarian removed the needle from your neck. He gently pressed a cotton pad soaked in rubbing alcohol to where he injected you and gave you a sympathetic smile. “You almost died. Welcome back,” he simply said, earning a chuckle from you.

Deaton shot a knowing look at Derek. “I’m sure you two have a lot to discuss.” Derek nodded lightly, and Allan hustled out of the room, leaving you alone with your Alpha.

He wasn’t protective over you only because you were his Beta. He was protective over you because you were his anchor. There was something, in that intractable character of yours, that brought out the best of him. He felt responsible for you, as your Alpha and as your guardian. You were the closest person he had to a family. He needed to know you were safe. The idea of your getting hurt terrified him. 

“Did you kill him?” your croaked voice snapped him out of his thoughts. Derek smiled half-heartedly at you. “No, I didn’t. The Argents don’t deserve this kind of mercy,” he answered. “Right,” you whispered, avoiding eye contact.  

You wrapped your hands around Derek’s neck and rested your head in his chest. “I’m sorry,” you muttered, and he could already feel your tears moistening his shirt as he rubbed your back, trying to calm you down.

“It’s alright,” he said comfortingly. “Just, don’t be so stubborn next time.” 

“I promise,” you breathed. “Can we go home now?” Derek nodded and kissed your forehead, picking you up. The familiar warmth of his body soothed you to sleep, finally feeling protected in his embrace.

Scotty Doesn’t Know – Liam Dunbar x McCall! Reader

Request by @sweetestdolan: Can I request a Liam Dunbar imagine where the reader is Scott’s little sister and they’ve been sneaking around and it’s based off of the song “Scotty Doesn’t Know”

Song recommendation: Scotty Doesn’t Know - Lustra

I hope you like this! 🌼

A/N: Turns out I love writing for Liam. Send requests!

Pairing: Liam Dunbar x McCall! Reader, Scott McCall x Sister! Reader, McCall Pack x Reader

Warnings: none, I think.

Word count: 773

It was a little after midnight at a school night, which meant that you should probably have been asleep. That wasn’t the case, though- you had a little something to sort out that went by the name Liam Dunbar.

You had low-key developed a crush on Liam since you first laid your eyes on him. At first, you just liked him for his appearance- you found him a hottie and an adorable cinnamon roll simultaneously. He was in your grade, so you had a few classes together; and this is how slowly but steadily, your feelings grew stronger as you got to know him better.

Liam felt the same; however, he wouldn’t confess to you. It wasn’t that he was stubborn- he was rather shy and lacking self-confidence- he never thought that you’d like him back. It was only when Scott gave him the bite, that he grew more attached to you. Scott later explained to him that it was perhaps because you were his anchor. He actually liked the idea; you were always sticking together, so if anything happened, you’d protect each other- which meant he had fewer things to worry about.

Given all that, plus the fact that neither his little sister nor his Beta could lie to him; he was well-aware that you were dating. You simply weren’t aware of it, just yet.

“Goodnight, love you,” Scott whispered, trying not to ‘wake you up’. He placed a kiss on your forehead and tucked you in, then proceeded to leave your bedroom.

The moment he closed the door behind him, you threw you blanket off you and quickly but quietly got up from your bed. Coast is clear, you texted Liam, but didn’t bother waiting for a reply. As soon as you unlocked your window, he stepped in your room.

“Hi,” he said softly, kissing your chick. You smiled, wrapping your hands around his neck. He grabbed your waist and reached for your lips. “I missed you,” he muttered in-between kisses.

“I missed you too,” you whispered, leaning your head in the crook of his neck, exhaling his cologne. Liam drew patterns on your bare skin underneath your shirt and felt you relaxing with his touch.

As your kiss deepened, Liam picked you up and carried you to your bed. You lied on top of him, grinding slowly against his crotch. He let out a hushed growl as he caressed your butt, and you smirked at his eagerness.

Liam started kissing your neck lovingly, making you let out muffled moans. “Shh, Y/N,” he cooed, sucking on your sweet spot. You punched him lightly on the chest, warming him not to leave a hickey. He then paused, waiting for you to take off your shirt. He copied your actions.

All of a sudden, the lights in your room flicked on. You instantly shot a sitting position and hurried to cover your bare chest, whilst your brother, Stiles, Lydia, Malia, and Mason walked in on your making-out session.

“Ha, I knew it!” exclaimed Stiles, staring at a blushed Liam, and patted Scott’s shoulder. Lydia let out a scoff, as she took out of her pocket a fifty dollar bill and handed it to Mason. “Don’t doubt me again,” he smiled at her sweetly.

Your eyes glued to your brother’s, not daring to say a word. You expected him to snap at you for keeping your relationship with his Beta a secret for such a long time. Instead, an amused grin appeared on his face.

“You didn’t really think I didn’t know, did ya?” he asked, making your brush deepen. “Y-you knew?” you stuttered, avoiding eye-contact. He laughed, “Dude, seriously. I could smell your chemo-signals from miles away,” he stated.

You mentally cursed at yourself, for not having thought about it earlier. “So, you’re not mad?” Liam questioned, hiding his face on your shoulder. “Why would I be mad?” Scott replied, “I don’t have a say on your personal lives, kiddos. I just want both of you to be happy.”

A small smile formed on your lips. It was stupid of you to think that your brother would try to prevent you from being with someone you loved. You knew that Scott’s loved one’s happiness was his top priority.

“Thanks,” you and Liam said, finally relieved.

“Alright, I think that’s enough for tonight,” Stiles, who tried to stare anywhere else but your exposed skin, ushered everyone out of the room, banging the door behind him.

Liam’s eyes met yours again, and you let out a giggle. “It was easier than expected,” you pointed out. Liam shook his head in agreement, still blushing hard. “Definitely.”

Being Stiles Stilinski’s Twin Sister Would Include...

Stiles being born twelve minutes prior to you 

which meant constantly making fun of you for being ‘the little Stilinski’

which resulted to you smacking him so he’d shut up 

He always did

Being the exact opposite of him

Getting along excellently, regardless of your dissimilar personalities

Being the only one able to pronounce his name without slipping up

Being each other’s best friend

Always having each other’s back

Fighting over who’d shower first

Fighting over what you’d have for dinner

Fighting over what you’d watch on TV

Fighting over who’d drive

Fighting over who’d get to date Derek

Stealing his clothes

Twin telepathy

Knowing when either of you was in trouble 

Pulling pranks on Coach together

And getting lectured by Sheriff Stilinski about it

Even though he knew it was realistically pointless

Not arguing often, but when you did, nobody dared to step in-between you two 

They knew better

Having had to learn it the hard way

Being a member of Scott’s pack

Asking your help with the investigation

Isaac trying to flirt with you during pack meetings

Stiles telling him off because he knew you weren’t into him

Instantly noticing when he started showing symptoms of Frontotemporal Dementia 

Crying your eyes out when the tests came back positive

Him coming to you for comfort after a nightmare

Calming him down after a panic attack

The Nogitsune kidnapping you to manipulate the pack

You being the one who remembered him first and was able to bring him back 

Leaving Beacon Hills with him

Forever watching out for each other 

Dating Stiles Stilinski Would include...

Being next door neighbors, so practically knowing each other since birth

Growing up together, so you couldn’t exactly tell when you fell for him

Stiles having a crush on you too

But since you were best friends, neither of you confessed

However, you couldn’t help feeling a little jealous, because you thought he was crushing on Lydia

Scott knowing that you like each other, so at some point he got sick of your stubbornness and decided to take that matter in his own hands

He practically locked you in the school’s janitor’s closet until you made out

And this how you started dating in eighth grade

So much sarcasm

Inside jokes

Studying sessions together

That always led to heated make out sessions

Helping him solve cases

Cheering for him during lacrosse practice

Comforting him after he had nightmares about his mum

Never leaving his side when he was in the hospital

Keeping your memories of him, which was what brought him back

Long drives on his Jeep

Cuddling until you fall asleep

Hair stocking

Sweet, slow kisses

Never falling out of love with him

Being Scott McCall’s Younger Sister Would Include...

First things first, you two being inseparable since you were born

Being two years younger than Scott, but despite the age difference, you got along pretty well

Mostly because Melissa taught you from a very young age to always stand up for each other and stick together through thick and thin

Stiles was like, a second brother to you

Even though you slightly had a crush on him

Helping him go through his first full moon 🌕

Him wanting you to keep you safe at all costs, which meant keeping you uninvolved in the supernatural

Him failing to do so, since you quickly discovered you’re a Banshee

Which meant you got to spend a lot of time with Lydia and befriending her, although you disliked her at first because of her attitude towards Stiles

Scott being overprotective in general, like very overprotective

Texting or calling you constantly to make sure you’re okay

It could be annoying at times, but you secretly loved it

Let’s just say that, when you got on your first date, things didn’t go that well

Apart from Scott threatening the boy, he also gave you ‘the talk’

Basically lecturing you about protection

You rolling your eyes at him

Scott and Stiles spying on you the whole time

Eventually, you called it quits quite quickly. The dude was a jerk

Scott and Stiles took you home. You ordered pizza 🍕 and watched Disney movies cuddling on the couch

So after that night, you and Stiles grew pretty close

Stiles asked Scott’s permission to take you on a date, and he happily agreed

Stiles took you to the movies, and then for ice cream. He made sure everything was perfect

Him giving you his jacket, because you were cold

Not knowing whether he should kiss you or not

He drove you home, and as you got out of his Jeep, you gave him a kiss on the chick

After a couple of dates, you were official

During pack meetings, Stiles wouldn’t just keep his hands of you. Whether it was him just holding your hand, or hugging your waist

That didn’t go unnoticed from the pack members, especially Isaac

But you were quick to cut him off

And so was Scott

Getting matching tattoos

Late night pillow talks

Scott helping you when you were feeling down

You just always knew what to do. He’d either take you bowling or cook something for you and just snuggle with you on your bed

Trusting him more than anyone

Being heartbroken when he and Stiles left for college

They’d come back home once or twice a month though

Being there when you graduated

Attending the same college as him, and sharing an apartment

Coming back to Beacon Hills after five years and start a family with Stiles