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My Future
Derek Hale x OC
Samantha, Stiles and Scott are always joking about the impossible. Who wouldn't when your best friend's dad is the sheriff of Beacon Hills? All jokes stop when they realize the impossible is indeed possible.
Chapter 43: Emptiness
Theo smirks when he sees the mountain ash lining the Stilinski door. Stiles, glaring at Theo, is seated on the staircase, while Scott stands behind the wall leading up the stairs, quiet as can be as he listens to their conversation.
“I guess we're all telling the truth now,” Theo says, and steps over the line. His expression changed a bit as he caught Scott's smell.
Stiles, catching on, throws one of Scott’s t-shirts at Theo harshly. “You killed my best friend?”
“Let's be honest, Stiles,” Theo smirks, letting the shirt drop, “was he still really your best friend?”
"Where's Sam.", Stiles says, not questioning. Theo seemed pleased at the boy's irritation. "She's… safe. Safer than she is with you at least. Especially now that Scott's gone."
“Are you going to let my father die?”, Stiles asks.
Theo rolls his eyes. “If I wanted him to die, I wouldn't have told you where you could find him.”
“Then why are they saying his body is shutting down? That some toxin is poisoning him, and they don't know how to stop it?”, Stiles pressed.
Theo’s face changed from confusion before looking nonchalant and laid-back. “I'm not the bad guy, Stiles. I'm just a realist. I'm a survivor. If you knew the things that I know…”
“Yeah, but what do you know?”, Stiles asked.
“I know what's coming. I know what the Dread Doctors created. And,” he steps closer, “I know what Parrish is.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Lydia figured it out. I saw it in her memories.”
“Right after you drove her out of her mind,” Stiles scoffs.
Theo shrugs. “Collateral damage. But, if she’s right about Parrish, then things around here are gonna get a lot worse.”
“I don’t care,” Stiles replies, glaring at Theo.
“You should. Because if your dad does survive, he’s not gonna be Sheriff of anything much longer.”
“What’s happening to him?”, Stiles asks.
Theo just smirks, not saying anything and backs out of Stiles' house.
Stiles grabs him, "Hey!" Theo pushes Stiles off him, and Stiles falls back against the stairs, knocking himself out.
After Theo leaves, Scott helps up and talks to him about what he heard. Theo didn't seem to be lying. Scott couldn't get any upticks from any hints of lies.
It wasn't enough for Stiles, though.
Stiles and Scott come out of the house. “I’ve gotta go.”
“Stiles,” Scott calls, but Stiles was determined to find out what he needed to know. “You don’t even know where to start. All we know is that it’s another Chimera. Do you even know where you’re headed?”
Stiles gets into the car and starts it, but before he could leave, Scott stops him.
“Come on, Stiles. Let me help. I can find the clues that you can’t.” Stiles glared at him.
“I can get more help,” Scott offers. “I can text Liam–”
“Liam just tried to kill you,” Stiles points out.
“Stiles, let me help,” Scott pleads.
“You believed him?”, Stiles whispers.
“You trusted him, too. Theo got to all of us,” Scott defends.
“You know, you don’t even know the real story?”, Stiles says.
“I don’t need to. All that matters right now is your dad.”
“Come on, Stiles. We survived an Alpha pack, a Dark Druid, professional assassins… we can survive Dread Doctors and Chimeras too.”
“We’re not looking for another Chimera,”, Stiles realizes, unlocking the door and letting Scott into the car. “We’re looking for a missing teenager.”
However, Sam was not the missing teenager they were looking for.
Speaking of, she could slowly feel her power regenerating. It was enough to sense where she was at and who was here. She was alone. It was gonna make her insane if she stayed any longer.
All the while, she used what magic she could, and managed to create a summoning circle before finally breaking her cuffs that broke a bit of skin on her wrists.
She stood to her feet before feeling herself being transported to the only place she felt safe in.
The next time she opened her eyes, the familiar sight of the huge window of Derek's loft stood before her. The loft was warm despite not being occupied.
It was an empty feeling to see the loft so vacant. She almost wished he really was here. Hell, she even wished Peter was here. The loft wasn't the same without his witty statements.
She didn't want to rely on Derek, though. If he had other things to do, she'd encourage that he'd go do those things, and not to worry about her, but she hasn't heard from him either.
She'd worry about it later.
She felt drained again as she stumbled to the couch and laid down. Transporting like that definitely needed some work if she was gonna do that again. She lifted a shaky hand, glancing at her bruised wrist.
She felt sick again. Really sick. It felt like there was an invisible hole in her chest and it made her nauseated.
She let her eyes close once more before turning over and falling asleep.
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Stiles sat with Scott in his Jeep, thinking about what he had saw.
"Um… you heard about the guy who got killed out at the communication towers, right?” He pulls his phone out of his phone. “I think I figured something out…”
“What?” Scott looks at Stiles in bewilderment. “You want my help?”
“Yeah, well…” Stiles sighs a bit. “You said you can find the clues I can’t. Here, take a look.”
He presses play, and Scott watches the footage. Something big, black, and fast comes dashing out of the tower a few minutes after Deputy Clark goes in.
“This is when the technician first arrived.” He rewinds the video to show Scott. “Then, Deputy Clark goes in. Then, something really big and fast comes out. Then, Clark.”
“Eventually the technician’s body is carried out by the paramedics.”, Stiles says.
“Okay…” Scott says. “What am I missing?”
“Two people go in,” Stiles says. “Three people come out.”, Scott finishes, catching on.
“Exactly,” Stiles says. “I checked all the footage. Not a single other person enters that building before the technician. So, where does the mystery thing come from?”
“There’s another entrance,” Scott realizes.
Scott and Stiles head out the front door without hesitation.
After ducking past the crime scene tape and a couple of choice words at the state of the police department in the town, Scott and Stiles are staring down at where the technician’s body must have been found.
“Okay…” Stiles whistles. “You see that?”
“I see blood…” Scott says. “A lot of blood. I didn’t realize people could lose this much blood.”
“Look where it leads to,” Stiles says, and points to the trail of blood.
The blood disappears under a metal cabinet, and Scott steps over to lift it. Stiles watches him struggle for a moment, before he eventually goes to help, the two boys lifting the cabinet together.
It reveals a grate that looks like it was forcibly ripped open. It opened into a sublevel, and the two of them stared at the ladder leading down into a speck of darkness.
“We’re going to go down there, aren’t we?”
Scott starts lowering himself down the ladder, and Stiles follows quickly.
Stiles turned on a blacklight flashlight, scanning the floor in front of him. The boys begin roaming the tunnels before they eventually reach an entryway.
“What’s that?”, Scott asks, looking at the unfamiliar writing on the entry. “It looks like Latin,”, Stiles replied.
Scott frowned. “Hold up that light,” Scott says, readying his camera. “I’m gonna take a picture of it.”
Stiles suddenly drops to the floor, shocking the boy and immediately settling him in defense. A chimera emerged on Scott’s other side.
“Scott, behind you!”, Stiles warns.
Scott ducks, making the girl’s claws paralyze the other Chimera. The other Chimera, fueled with electricity, knocked the girl out when her claws pierced his chest.
Scott glares and snarls at a figure in the hall as Corey appears, trembling in fear.
Scott growls and anticipates any attacks from Corey.
“Okay,” a new voice chimes. “Maybe they’re not ready to take on an Alpha…” Theo glances at Corey. “Especially one that can smell fear.”
“He’s got fangs!” Corey whimpers in fear, making Theo feel smug.
“What did you do? Where's Sam?”, Scott growls at Theo.
Theo huffs. He found his hostage missing after he'd come back. Safe to say, he wasn't pleased.
"So, you don't have her either.", Theo says in realization.
Scott's eyes widened. She escaped? Where??
"Forget her.", Theo shakes his head. "I found some new friends,” he says. “I don’t take rejection well.”
Theo nods at Stiles in acknowledgement. “Stiles.”
Scott returns to his human form while Theo glares at Scott.
“You’re going to leave here thinking you need to worry about me. But you’re wrong. Because that thing? That’s what we need to worry about. Your pack and mine.”
“We’re gonna go back to school and pretend like we’re normal teenagers, but at night we’re going to be fighting for our lives.”
“What is it?”, Scott asks.
“It’s not a Chimera.”
“But, it’s just a kid underneath,” Scott said. “Someone like us.”
“Not anymore,” Theo says, shaking his head.
Scott glances back at the message on the floor.
Theo, taking Scott's distraction as an advantage, he stomps on the ground, cracking the concrete. Then, he nods his head at the rest of his pack to bring the boy with them.
Scott managed to get Stiles sitting up against the wall as his friend waited to get his nerves back.
“He knew what it meant,” Scott murmurs. “And I can’t remember the words.”
“Damnatio Memoriae.”, Stiles says.
“It means “Condemnation of memory”.”
"You know latin?", Scott asks.
“I think,” Stiles said, “it also means that whatever the Doctors created, whatever this last Chimera really is? It’s not something old. Really old.”
“So, they didn’t create a new creature,” Scott says.
“They resurrected one.”
Stiles slowly gets his nerves back as Scott speaks up. “We need help. If Theo’s got his own pack now, then we need ours. We have to get the others back.”
“The others?”, Stiles scoffs. “You mean Kira, who’s currently battling a homicidal Fox spirit inside of her? Malia, who isn’t speaking to any of us? Lydia, who’s stuck in Eichen house? Liam, who almost killed you? And Sam, who we have no idea is located?”
“Also known as our best friends,” Scott corrects with a wry smile.
“Okay.”, Stiles sighs. “How?”
“One by one.”
Scott draws a small circle in the dust on the floor. He looks at Stiles with expectant eyes.
“You’re not seriously going to make me do it?”, Stiles groans.
“You’re part of the pack, right?”
Stiles sighs, but draws the larger circle around Scott’s. Scott gets to his feet and helps Stiles up.
“Okay. We need to find Sam. Then we'll find Kira.”, Scott says before helping Stiles up.
“I still hate that tattoo,” Stiles says.
“I know.”, Scott laughs.
Once they left, Scott frowned. Sam was no longer being held hostage by Theo and he doubted she went straight home.
Stiles was worried as well. Where was she?
"You have any idea where she could be?", he asked Scott. Scott thought for a moment. If Sam wanted to get out of Beacon Hills, it would make sense. But her mom was still here and so was her car.
Where could she have run off to…?
A place Theo doesn't know about…
Scott's eyebrows rose after he caught an idea. "I know where she's at."
Scott was grateful that Derek left the loft open for them. He was also proud of himself for not talking about Derek's loft to Theo.
He'd gotten so comfortable with Theo, he almost gave away all types of secrets.
The moment the boys got to the metal door, Scott could smell Sam's scent. She smelled hurt. Almost sick like.
He hurriedly opened the door to see his friend on Derek's couch, curled up as if she was trying to keep herself warm.
The boys rushed over to her and Stiles placed a hand on Sam's shoulder, softly shaking her. "Sam. Sam, wake up.", he called.
Sam groaned softly and Scott immediately placed a hand on her arm, almost dropping to a knee from the pain he absorbed.
What did Theo do to her? Why was she in so much pain? Why didn't she call them?
When he felt her pain reducing, he removed his hand, noticing her face as she slowly woke up and turned to her friends.
Sam looked dazed, very much unfocused. Her eyes were red rimmed and bloodshot as if she'd been crying for hours. Her eyesight was blurred and she could only make out their silhouettes.
"C'mon, we gotta get her some help.", Stiles said, sitting Sam up. "Deaton's not here. That's gonna be hard to do.", Scott said, helping her up.
"'M okay…", Sam mumbled. Stiles held a hand in front of her face. "How many fingers am I holding up?", he asked, holding three fingers up. Sam's eyebrows furrowed in quick irritation as she weakly slapped his hand away.
"Yeah, you're getting some help.", Stiles said and the boys took her to the hospital.
Hours had passed and Stiles stayed in Sam's hospital room, watching over Sam's state. She had constantly puked up black blood and finally stopped after a while. Scott said her body was just healing itself, but like Stiles told Derek before, it was doing a pretty shitty job at it.
At least she was getting some rest and was conscious again. It took Melissa to shoo them out of the room and to take care of other business the boys needed to do.
Sam was taken care of and now it was time to go get Kira who was taken to New Mexico to fight off skinwalkers.
On the other hand, Liam and Mason visited Sam which she was more than happy to see that the boys were okay.
They updated her with everything that was happening at school, including Theo meeting up with Hayden, which was difficult for Liam to deal with since Scott ordered him not to get involved.
Sam sighed before calling Stiles to let him know the news.
“Hello?”, he answered.
“Hey. You guys in New Mexico yet?”, she asked. She could hear his smile. “Yeah. Had to stop for gas.”
“I had to walk to get gas!,” she heard Scott shout in the background as they moved. She giggled. “I think it's time for a replacement, don't you?”
“Absolutely not.”, Stiles refuses. "Anyways. You okay? All the puking done?"
Sam nodded. "Yeah, I'm okay. Melissa's thinking about discharging me in a few. How are things going? You guys okay?”
“Yeah. We – We talked about…y'know.” Stiles says. Sam smiled softly. "He finally got his head out of his ass, huh?"
"I heard that!", she hears Scott say, offended. She laughed again.
Stiles chuckled. “Liam and Mason come visit you?”
“Yeah. Said Mr. O’Quinn’s missing and that whatever this thing is, Theo’s calling it “The Beast”.”, she says.
“Theo's shaking in his boots too, huh.”
“Yeah. Also I haven't heard anything from Malia. Is she okay?"
“Uh…well, I kinda wouldn't know considering we sorta… broke up.", he says, shocking the girl into silence. "Also, Scott thinks she found her mother.”
"You guys broke up? When??", Sam rushed in disbelief.
"Long story. I'll tell you when I get back.", Stiles said. Sam sighed. "Well… be safe please. Make it back in one piece and don't fight on the road."
"Yes, mom.", Stiles says, dramatically. She chuckled and they said their goodbyes before hanging up.
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Heart of the Ocean 💙 | Teen Wolf Miniseries Part 2
Takes place in between 3A & 3B of Teen Wolf
Teen Wolf Masterlist | read part 1 here
Characters & Pairings: Hale/McCall Pack x vampire!reader (female/platonic), eventual Peter Hale x reader (romantic), reader x male!oc ( past romance) & reader x supernatural!reader (platonic). Characters in this imagine: Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Allison Argent, Isaac Lahey, Derek Hale, Peter Hale, Chris Argent, Alan Deaton.
Content Warnings: light angst, profanity, references of historical event disaster, mentions of death, blood, and murder | female!reader (she/her) | ws: 6.4k
Requested 📨 yes/no (rules for requests)
Premise: with the riddle solved the pack now have to face the truth their English teacher is not who they thought she was. To find out who’s responsible for the chaos in Beacon Hills they have no choice but to confront Y/n about her identity and nature. Even if it could cost them their lives.
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*tick* *tick* *tick*
Scott’s eyes were on the clock, flickering over to Stiles who wore an expression similar to his. Filled with unease and wondering if what they were about to do was a mistake. The minutes were ticking away as the school day approached its end. Glancing to Allison and Lydia in the front of the classroom he could see in their neck and shoulders how tense they were, Allison nervously chewing on the tip of her pen. All throughout the lecture none could stay focused. Not when the person teaching had a harrowing secret they were about to confront.
How would she react? Better yet, how were they going to even breach the subject.
Scott could see them fucking everything up in the blink of the eye. He couldn’t help but recall Peter’s warning from the night before. “Vampires can be hostile creatures—especially if they haven’t fed for a while. They can go maybe….weeks without drinking blood before they start to lose their control. Considering Loretta—or should I say, Y/n, has been in Beacon Hills a few months I can only assume she is getting her blood by some other means than preying on its citizens. Still, approach her with caution if you decide to confront her. If I was a 130 year old vampire who was a wealthy socialite that survived one of the most famous shipwrecks in history and was being hunted by my creator…well let’s just say I wouldn’t let you leave still breathing.”
The more the seconds ticked by the more Scott was regretting the plan. After much debate the pack wanted to get to the bottom of everything quickly and that meant confronting Miss. Andrews at school. Which was very unnerving. Discovering she was a vampire only made her more intimidating after already establishing herself as someone who came off as unapproachable. Though they had few interactions, Scott found Miss. Andrews to possess an aura that reads, ‘better to wonder in silence rather than search for answers.’ Appearing no older than the age of thirty, sometimes she’d say words or phrases that made her seem much older.
Thankfully their English section was the last period of the day. Isaac wasn’t in the class but he had Miss. Andrews that morning and kept his eyes out for the necklace, however, he was unable to tell if the woman was wearing it.
The Heart of the Ocean.
What led them to her.
If she was wearing the necklace it had to have been beneath her high collared shirt that was paired with a black blazer and dress pants. Now knowing what they know, they realized Miss. Andrews always wore clothing that was sophisticated and concealed her neck area. Whether it be a turtleneck or a collared shirt, they wondered why they hadn’t found it odd before. California was hot even in the early months of the year—especially in April as they approached summer.
Peter’s words echoed in Scott’s mind, “Vampires are cold-blooded creatures. The warm weather has little effect on them and though the glimmer acts as a camouflage to other supernatural creatures it doesn’t change their nature. They’ll be cold to the touch. Faster than the speed of sound. Stronger the older they are. And some even have little gifts that separate them from others.”
“Gifts?”
“Abilities. Very rare among their kind but those who possess them are more enhanced in every aspect than others. I’ve heard stories about one who can read minds. An old…acquaintance, of mine said he once encountered a vampire who could compel anyone to do anything for them. Let’s hope neither your killer or his little creation have any talents. Otherwise your odds of coming out of this in one piece are going to be very low.”
The hairs stood on the back of Scott’s neck when Loretta…Y/n… passed him as she walked in between the aisle of desks. It was like his senses were trying to warn him despite his others unable to detect she was not human.
“What people fail to understand about Romeo and Juliet…” Loretta moves between Lydia and Allison, missing how both girls tense up. “Is that it is not a romance despite having a prominent theme of love thorough out the play. To be considered a romance it must have what you would call, ‘a happily ever after,’…” Turning to face the class, Loretta leans her back against the desk with her arms crossed over her chest. Scott almost perches up, straining his ears to see if he could pick up movement around her neck.
Her eyes scan across the room, lingering on Scott and Stiles when they quickly look away, “Specifically for the protagonist—or protagonists in this setting. Romeo and Juliet die at the end of the play, therefore there is no happy ending. Yes, their families end up putting past their differences due to the loss of their loved ones. But the protagonists did not get to ride off into the sunset and live out their lives in peace. So the more appropriate term for the play would be a tragedy. A genre focused on human suffering and sorrowful events that happen to the protagonist. And as we have learned these past weeks, Shakespeare was known for his tragedies. Romeo and Juliet is just one of his many—Macbeth, Othello, Julius Caesar to name a few.”
There were only two minutes remaining in the class. Scott tapped his pen against the book anxiously, eyes back on the clock as Siltes sent him another look. Isaac’s scent soon filled his nostrils, indicating he was outside the door. And glancing over her shoulder, Allison gave a slight nod of, ‘it’s gonna be okay,’ to try and ease his nerves.
“Tragedies can be inspired by an array of things,” Loretta moved her arms so her hands were clasped in front of her. Again, Scott couldn’t help but listen for the rustling of jewelry. All he got was a usually steady pacing of her heart. If that even was her heart.
“Personal lives and historical events.” Lydia and Alice glance at each other as do Scott and Stiles. “They dive into the catharsis of their audience. Bringing pleasure through pain because we as humans—,” the teens share another look, “cannot help but find a sense of enjoyment in seeing the main character fail. Witness their downfall. Does that say something about us in how we view others?” The question was rhetoric, Loretta watching the students think in silence before shrugging. “That is for you to decide.”
*ring* *ring* *ring*
In a hurry students gather their belongings and make their way out the door. For the four teenagers planning to stay they are slow in their movements.
“Don’t forget tomorrow’s quiz is on Act five,” Loretta shouted lightly, pushing off from the desk only to walk around it. “Then we will begin our unit on Poe so be sure to have your textbooks with you.” As Loretta starts to erase the chalkboard the teens draw to the back door of the class to make it look like they're leaving but really they stop once Isaac enters. Then with a nod, “let’s do this,” they make their way back into the classroom.
Reaching the front row of the desks, the sound of Stiles bumping into a chair catches the woman’s attention, turning to face the group with perplexed eyes making them freeze like deer in headlights.
“Well hello,” Loretta places the eraser down, surprised to see five of her students behind her. “Wasn’t expecting you all to stay after the period ended. Everything alright?” She connects eyes with all, sensing their distress.
Scott is the first to speak, “We’re sorry to bother you when you’re busy, Miss. Andrews,” he felt his heart pick when he nearly addressed her by her real name. “We were just wondering if you could help us with something.”
“Is it about tomorrow’s quiz?” Loretta is calm, collected, and shows no signs of nervousness. “Because unfortunately if that’s the case I can’t—.”
“It’s about our history project,” Allison cuts in, causing the boys to give her a look that read ‘what are you doing?’ She gives a smile when Loretta tilts her head.
“Are you asking me to read over your report? Check for any grammatical errors? That I can do for you if you have a rough draft.”
“No,” Lydia rubs her neck, watching Loretta take a piece of chalk in her hand while bidding a glance at her lesson plans on the desk. Lydia licks her bottom lip, “more like we would like some advice if we have the facts right on it.” Loretta makes a sound between a laugh and scoff.
“I think you’re better suited asking your history teacher,” she raises her brow at them. Her heartbeat is steady against Scott’s ears, the werewolf catching Isaac’s eyes to see he heard the same. “I’m afraid my knowledge on whatever the topic of your project is will be limited compared to your teacher.”
“Actually,” Scott swallows, “We think you’re the best person there is to help us.”
Lorretta makes another sound, smirking lightly like the teens were humoring her, “Oh really?” Chalk in hand she faces the board to begin writing Friday’s plan. “Why is that?”
“Because it’s about Titanic.”
Instantly they watch her hand stop mid air, clutching the chalk in a grip they’re afraid it was going to snap in half. In fact, it did break in half. Not even two seconds after the words leave Scott’s mouth, however, her hand remains in the air. A slight tremor replacing the chalk as it clunks to the tile floor.
Silence fills the room as all time stops. Loretta was paralyzed where she stood. Back facing the group where they couldn’t see her face. But considering she was frozen like a statue, it wasn’t difficult to assume she had the same expression they did when they saw her picture the night before.
Scott takes a hesitant step closer, tone cautions as he mutters, “Y/n.” Her low gasp fills his ears, physically reacting to the name. Behind him the others tense, Isaac consciously moving closer to Scott as Stiles pushes the girls back. They all wait for her next move.
“Y/n—.”
Slowly her hand comes down, head dipping slightly, “How do you know?” The question sounded like Y/n knew this day would come. That in a town where supernatural beings resided she was bound to be discovered but hoped it would be some time before she did.
The teens couldn’t hold back the shudder when Y/n faced them. Her eyes lacked any color. Pitch black like onyx and void of friendlessness. It made them wonder if she was wearing contacts or the glimmer had seeped away to show what her real eyes were. They prayed for the former, for Peter had mentioned when a vampire was hungry their eyes would darken.
Her jaw clenched and Scott instantly straightened to prepare for any sudden attack. She was stronger than him—he knew just from Peter’s warnings. While he had Isaac and Allison armed with a silver dagger, they were no match for a 130 year old vampire who could move faster than they could blink. And if she had abilities….they were straight fucked.
Instead Y/n’s voice went low, repeating her question, “How. Do. You. Know.”
Scott gulped, finding his voice, “Stiles,” with his hand out he motioned for riddle. Stiles fumbles through the front pocket of his backpack, finding the paper and passing it over as Y/n stares the entire time. Carefully the alpha drops the riddle onto the desk, using his fingers to slide it towards her and watches as she picks it up. They are silent the entire time Y/n reads the written words, her mouth tightening as though she recognized the handwriting the moment her eyes met the first line.
Her eyes then close when she finishes the final verse. “He’s found me,” she doesn’t need their confirmation, “it’s been him all along.” Him all along referencing the murders. “I should’ve known.” Her eyes open and lock on Scott, “When did he leave you this?”
“Last night.”
“Where.”
“U-uh Derek Hale’s loft.”
“Hale,” Y/n whispers, the name familiar on her tongue. “Thalia’s son.”
“You know them?” Stiles was flabbergasted. “Y-you know what they are.”
“Of course I do,” Y/n sounded offended, causing the teen to wince. “I’ve been alive 130 years. I knew of the Hale pack when Thalia's grandparents were the leaders.” There’s a pause as her gaze moves to Scott, “And I know Scott is an Alpha. Isaac is a beta. Allison is a hunter—part of the renowned Argent family,” there was a hint of distaste behind Y/n’s tone causing Allison to stiffen. Y/n rests her eyes on the redhead before ending with Siles, “and Lydia is a banshee. But you are the only human, Mr. Stilinski. Which might I say is quite the surprise.”
Stiles scratches his neck, “R-really?”
“Yes. Usually humans don’t last long with supernaturals. Would’ve thought you’d be a beta by now—seeing that your best friend is an alpha.” Seeing his friends become uncomfortable with the assumption, Scott switches the subject.
“Next week is the anniversary of Titanic sinking,” her expression instantly changed. “You were there.”
“I was,” it came no louder than a whisper, a distant look within her eye indicating Titanic was still a painful memory for the woman. “And you know then—from this,” she holds up the riddle, “What I am? What I do?”
Each of them nod, “we do.” They still couldn’t wrap their heads around it. That their English teacher, of all people, was an immortal who was aboard Titanic.
“And you’re not running for the hills,” she hums, not sure whether to find them idiotic or courageous. “How interesting.”
“Well when you live in a town like Beacon Hills…you try to get used to it,” Stiles shrugs, a little terrified when Y/n’s expression reads that of, ‘you think you’ve seen it all? You have no idea what else is out there.’
“This is how we found you….” Lydia removes the printed article with the picture of Y/n wearing the necklace. Handing it to the woman, Lydia sees her face soften, eyes lingering on the pictures of her with Theodore and Benjamin.
“Forgot this existed honestly,” Y/n mutters, finger brushing over the image. “It’s the only picture we ever took as a family. And this one,” she points to the one of only her, “this was the first and last time I had a portrait done.” A hand comes up to her neck area, all eyes following the movement where they watch her remove the Heart of the Ocean from beneath the material. It was more exquisite in person than they imagined. A stunning blue diamond in the shape of a heart surrounded by white diamonds and all along the chain.
No wonder she kept it hidden. Anyone would’ve been drawn by the beauty of the jewelry if they were to see it. Then of course there was the tiny fact it was worth 350 million dollars and the link to her past.
Y/n lets out a pained chuckle, “I’m impressed you managed to piece it together. So quickly might I add.” Her finger runs along the surface of the diamond, “but then again, Heart of the Ocean is not something you hear everyday.”
“It’s the source of your glimmer, isn’t it?”
Y/n narrows her eyes at Scott’s question, “How do you know about the glimmer?”
Stiles is the one to answer, “Derek’s uncle seems to know everything about supernatural creatures. He was the one who figured out you and your creator were vampires. Then he explained how you were able to pass as human—why they wouldn’t be able to pick up on your scent.”
“He said vampires will sometimes wear enchanted jewelry,” Allison’s gaze went back to the necklace, flicking back to Y/n who had straightened her posture, “That Druid’s can make it so you’re not affected by the sun and give off a human scent. He suspected the Heart of the Ocean was it for you.”
Once again Y/n appeared impressed, “well he was right. Which is unfortunate for me,” she mutters almost annoyed, eyes going back to reread the riddle. Scott leans more against the desk.
“We need to know who is doing this, Y/n—Loretta, if that’s what you prefer,” he corrects when her hand flexes. “And why. He gave us this riddle to find you and now that we have we have no idea what’s gonna happen next. Do you have any clue why he’s doing this?”
Y/n let out a loud exhale—prompting Scott to remember it was for show since vampires didn’t need to breathe. Having to put up the facade of being human for so long likely had the mannerisms come naturea. The riddle drops onto the table. “His name is Sebastian Lavigne. Don’t bother trying to find him on the records of passengers aboard that night—,” Stiles’ hand pauses as he jots down the name. “Sebastian didn’t have a ticket. He was a stowaway who snuck aboard when the ship docked in France. Disguised himself as a crew member so he wouldn’t get caught.” She paused to sigh again, “Quite frankly I’m not even sure if that’s his real name—he’s likely going by another alias.”
“Kinda like you?”
Y/n made a face at Stiles’s question, but answered nonetheless. “If you haven’t noticed, Mr. Stilinski, I do not age. If we stay in a place too long people start to suspect, therefore we have to move consistently and with that comes an identity change. But I always knew him by Sebastian though to the public he went by a different name. And so did I,” she glances at photos of her. “I couldn’t go by my real name after Titanic because of who my family was and everyone thought I was dead. Then of course the fact I was now a blood-sucking creature.
“Sebastian is a deceitful man. And this riddle—,” a finger aggressively hits the paper a few times, “is just one of his many games. He knows exactly where I am and only did this to mess with you. Probably because he knows you’re onto him. He wanted you to figure out what he was. Leading you to me…it was to warn me he’s coming.”
Lydia tenses, feeling a wave of dread course through her, “why is wanting to find you?” Y/n crosses her arms over her chest, glaring at the floor.
“Because he’s angry I left him. That I broke away from him. Vampires are usually nomadic—hardly ever join up together. Kinda like how werewolves have packs to make them stronger, well….a group of vampires would decimate anything that stood in their way. Sebastian’s a man who desires power,” Y/n rubs her hand on her forearm. “And together we were powerful—especially with our gifts.”
“Gifts?” Scott’s heart skipped, thinking of Peter’s warning. “You both have gifts?”
“Yes,” Y/n didn’t sound proud of it. “Sebastian can compel you to do anything—you’ve heard of him,” Y/n’s shoulders slumped at their reaction.
Stiles flexes his hand, unease in his voice, “Peter told us about a vampire like that. Said he knew someone who encountered them. Is he the only one who can?” Y/n’s nod of confirmation only increases their anxiety.
“As far as I know, yes he is. His gift is powerful, but it only works close range. Meaning in order to be affected you have to be directly in front of him. Sebastian has to stare into one’s eyes to compel them,” Y/n glances to her feet again, “but once he does they have no choice but to do what he says. And combined with mine…..” she shudders, making them frown. “No one could stand a chance against us.”
“What can you do?” Allison asks, a little unsure if she even wanted to know.
“Make you see anything I want. Whether it be tapping into your memory or my own, I can conjure illusions. Illusions derived from your greatest fear causing you to become incapacitated,” everyone’s demeanor became that of concern. “As you can imagine it came in handy when traveling with Sebastian—especially against our enemies,” Y/n comes around the desk so she’s closer to the group, “or more like his enemies since it was always him who had to instigate conflict.”
Lydia’s eyes draw in suspicion, “Why’d you leave him?” It was the question everyone wanted the answer to. And Y/n didn’t appear happy to answer it.
“He’d been keeping things from me. During my time with Sebastian he liked to isolate me—keep me from interacting with others of our kind. He didn’t want me to know I could feed without preying on humans. Or about glimmer which is why I spent most of my days locked in doors and only came out at night. He kept me from my son,” her lips tightened, “I understood why at the time…but then I found out his motives.”
The air thickened in the classroom.
“Things that could have made my fate turn out different than what it was,” her voice turned cold, eyes darkening even more. “Yes, he pulled me from the water that night…but he didn’t have to turn me into this to save me. There was another way and he chose to turn me for what I was worth to him. So when I found out decades later the truth—that he had turned me for his own selfish gain. Robbing me of the life I could have had with my son and family…”
Y/n’s hand moves to the jewelry on her neck, “I found the closest Druid I could find and had them enchant this. That way he’d lose my scent and be unable to track me.” Her hand comes back down with a sigh, “But somehow he always manages to be a step ahead of things.”
“How long ago did you escape him?” Scott wonders aloud.
“Forty years ago.”
Stiles’s jaw drops, “He’s been hunting you for four decades?”
“Likely so. With me he was more powerful. With me he was more rich,” Y/n explained, tone bitter with each word. “Shortly after we returned to New York he compelled me into robbing my own home. The amount we stole still hasn’t run dry—at least not for me,” a tinge of a smirk indicated Y/n left him with nothing when she escaped. “So I wouldn’t put it past him for devoting this many years to find me. But it’s not to get me into his good graces, no, he wants to punish me. And the best way to punish me is to play games like this,” lightning fast her hand grasps the riddle and crutches it between her fingers. “To cause chaos and hurt innocent people because he knows how much I hated it when we did. The murders. Leaving you this riddle. He won’t stop even after he’s got what he wants.”
Scott’s shoulders drop slightly, “And what does he want?”
“To kill me. Scott,” Y/n’s words send a shiver along his body. “I’ve made a life of myself without him—one where I try everyday to make up for the things I did with him. Preying on humans. Torturing the minds of those Sebastian hated. He wants me to feel that shame and regret before he finishes the job. Because that’s what he does, however, now that he’s brought you all into his game there’s not going to be an end until he’s satisfied. Once he’s through with me you will become his prime source of entertainment. Or, he’ll see you as a benefit and want to corrupt you. Just like he did to me.”
Silence fills the room as the teens take in the new information. All deep in thought wondering what to do or say next. The reality of Sebastian’s cruel nature and games proves beyond their expertise. They weren’t sure exactly how to go about it. Finding Y/n was the first step, but from what she’s told them it would not be enough.
He’ll still kill. He might even target them next—especially if they refuse whatever offer he could be planning. Y/n didn’t have to go into detail that Scott’s status as a True Alpha with a pack of unlikely allies would be something Sebastian would want to control.
And with his gift of compelling….
“We need to know what he looks like,” Scott’s the first to speak. Determination fills his gaze, “He’s got the advantage right now—a-and if he’s glimmered like you then he’s probably been passing as human.” He turns to Y/n, pleading with her for help. “You said you can show illusions. Ones that can be from your memory—can you show one with him?” The sound she responds with is one of defeat.
“He compelled me, shortly after he turned me, to erase his image from my memory because he was paranoid about us running into vampires who could read minds or Druids who could make me tap into my subconscious.” Everyone deflated at the news, but then Y/n perked up causing them to do the same. “But….he when did, he only said, ‘from this moment on.’”
Scott took a step closer, eyes full of hope, “What does that mean?”
“It means I can show you,” Y/n’s voice is low and tainted with slight dread. “I can show you the night he turned me. The night Titanic sank.”
Later that evening the pack gathered at Deaton’s clinic. It was just after sunset, around 8pm and some were starting to become impatient.
“Is she coming?” Peter grunted from where he stood leaning against a wall. “Or was this all a distraction.”
“She’s gonna be here,” Scott insisted, eyes narrowed slightly. Truth be told he was starting to worry. Y/n had promised she’d be at the clinic by nightfall but had yet to show.
“Well the clock is ticking,” Stiles fiddled with his fingers nervously.
Allison looks at the man beside her, who was checking to see if his gun was loaded with the proper bullets. “You know you didn’t have to come, dad.” Chris raises a brow, putting the safety on and placing the weapon back in its holster.
“And leave you and your friends alone with a gifted vampire who’s the reasons a psychotic one is causing hell around town? Not a chance.”
“Have you ever hunted one before?” Her voice drops to a whisper, though it doesn’t do much for those with enhanced hearing. Derek, Peter, Scott, and Isaac heard the question loud and clear.
Chris shakes his head, “No. They’re rare and not many are in America—but your great-grandfather came into contact with one in the fifties. Left us with what to do if we ever dealt with one.”
Allison gives her father a look of warning, “You can’t hurt her, dad.”
“If she gives me a reason to, I will.”
“She won’t,” she presses, aware Scott and Derek had their eyes on them. The former looked anxious.
“You don’t know how unpredictable and manipulative vampires are, Allison. None of you do.”
“She’s been in Beacon Hills for months. We asked her how she gets her blood and she said she’s been taking bags from the ER—not feeding on the town’s people,” the teen pleads, surprised with herself for defending Y/n so easily. Maybe it was the fact the vampire had been robbed of her life that made Allison sympathize. Or because she could feel the anger and fury Y/n had for her creator that she believed Y/n would stop at nothing to take him down. “And she hasn’t given any reason for us to believe she’s been working with Sebastian. She hates him, dad.” Chris doesn’t appear convinced.
“She was with him for sixty years—.”
“And she’s been without him for forty,” Allison cuts him off, promptly ending the argument. Another minute passes before all freeze at the sound of Deaton’s door chime ringing. Motioning with a hand, the doctor enters the lobby where he is met with a woman wearing a tan trench coat and boots. She spun around when she heard him approach, allowing Deaton to see the stunning jewelry around her neck. Instantly he felt the magic running through it.
“You’re the Druid,” were the first words from her mouth. “Scott told me about you.” Deaton offers a small smile.
“You must be Y/n,” when she visibly reacted to the name he apologized, “I’m sorry, would you prefer to be called—.” Her hand lifts to stop him.
“No, no. It’s fine—I’m just getting used to hearing that name again. It’s been so long since anyone other than ....” She trails off, not wanting to say his name. Deaton understands with a light nod, moving to open the gate.
“You don’t have to explain. Please, come in.”
“Did Scott inform you what to prepare?” She asks as she passes, receiving a nod from the man.
“Yes. I’m quite familiar with its effects—but I made sure to not make it too strong.” Leading Y/n into the back room, she stills at the sight of those she didn’t recognize, namely the man beside Allison and the two leaning against the wall. Everyone straightens when she arrives and her eyes go straight to Scott.
“You didn’t say we’d have guests.” Her tone is weary, making Scott move closer to show her it was okay.
“That’s Derek Hale and his uncle Peter,” a finger points to the two, glaring when he notices Peter’s eyes linger on Y/n’s figure. While he couldn’t blame him given Y/n’s striking beauty there were more important matters at the moment. “He’s the one who helped us figure out what you were.” He hears the woman make a sound similar to ‘hmph’, causing Peter to smirk and give a mock wave. Scott rolls his eyes, motioning to Chris, “And that’s Allison’s father, Chris Argent.”
Y/n’s expression tightens, appearing slightly uncomfortable with the lineup. Four werewolves, two hunters, a Druid, and a banshee? Vampires were strong creatures but even they could become intimidated. “Quite the party we have going on then.”
Stiles clears his throat to appease the tension, “uh what took you so long?” The question snaps Y/n out of the intense staring contest going on between her, Peter, and Chris. She removes her gloves to place them in her pocket.
“Well considering I’ve been out of practice I needed a pick me up to ensure my power would be at its best,” lips curl up, almost menacing which has Chris inch his hand closer to the holster. She sees the gesture and raises a brow in challenge, “Don’t worry, hunter. I didn’t sink my teeth into anything other than a donation bag.” She pays no mind to his glare, instead removing the Heart of the Ocean from her neck.
When Y/n does this a new smell enters the room right as the unusual steady pacing of her heart stops beating. The aroma is overbearing with vanilla and lavender—even for those without an enhanced sense of smell. For the werewolves, they perked up as they had never smelled anything so delightful.
“You smell that?” Y/n closes her eyes as she drops the necklace into the other pocket.
“Yeah.” Scott takes another waff of the scent, turning to her only to draw back in surprise when she opens her eyes to reveal deep red eyes replacing the color they once were. The lights from above almost made them glow. “Woah.” From behind Scott the others react to the changes of Y/n’s appearance.
Stiles and Isaac had to do a double take to make sure what he was seeing was real. Lydia and Allison shared a glance, both shuddering when Y/n made eye contact with them. Chris straightens his posture again, only amusing the vampire and Peter appears rather intrigued.
“Vampires have to lure their prey somehow,” She starts to explain. “It’s stronger for you wolves, but even you who are not are drawn by it. Makes you want to get closer, huh?” Y/n steps away, moving towards Deaton who reappears after going to the back closet to retrieve an object resembling a goblet.
“I can’t hear your heart anymore,” Scott’s tone is laced with confusion at the sudden decrease of heartbeats in the room.
“You never did. It was an illusion from the glimmer—so any creature I come into contact with would think I’m human. My heart stopped the night I turned,” the smirk she wore fell to a tight frown, “it won’t ever beat again.”
An eerie silence fills the room, her words lingering in the air. No doubt causing suspicion now that they were aware Y/n could lie and they would have no way of knowing. She could’ve been lying about everything honestly. Now they were left to wonder if any of what she said before was true.
But why would she lie? She’s made it awfully clear of her resentment for Sebastian.
The attention goes to Y/n as she removes the scalpel from Deaton’s tray and raises it to her palm. “W-what—what are you doing?” Stiles nearly gags when the skin breaks and a dark liquid like blood flows from the wound. It spills into the goblet, where a smell that could only be described as death replaces the once vanilla aroma. Deaton begins stirring the substance with a spoon while Y/n explains.
“As I’ve mentioned…” The cut disappeared without a trace not a second after Y/n lifted her hand away from the goblet. “I haven't used my power in ages—and while I fed earlier it may not be enough for it to be at its full potential. So to do this I need to remove any mental barriers from your mind.”
“And we have to drink your blood for it to work,” Peter rolls his eyes at how ironic it sounds, “how fitting.”
Y/n narrows her eyes at the man, “If you’re worried about it becoming a vampire you need not to worry. There’s no venom—that only comes from a bite. Sound familiar?” The air becomes thick and Scott moves between the two when Peter's eyes flash blue.
“What’s it going to do, Y/n?”
The vampire takes the goblet from Deaton, passing it to the teenager first, “Open your mind. To do so my blood is mixed with decade old sap from the Nematon and a rare form of wolfsbane. You’ll feel some discomfort,” she points out when all the wolves instantly become hesitant at the mention of wolfsbane, “but it won’t kill you. I need your mental state to be vulnerable. Ignore the smell—I know it’s revolting but it’ll taste like dry, bitter wine.”
Scott stares at the goblet before taking it in his hands. Inside the contents was a dark liquid with a smell that made him want to gag. He couldn’t help but ask Deaton, “You’re sure about this?”
“I’ve never worked with this before but I know someone who has. It’s potent but short lasting and won’t affect you once it’s out of your system in a few hours.” Deaton gives a look of assurance, “You might feel a pressure in your head that’s like a headache.”
Y/n adds on to the vet, “that’s so show your mental walls are dropping. But like your emissary said it’s temporary. Allowing me enough time to show you my memories in the form of illusions. But I must warn you all,” she pauses to glance at each of them. “My illusions are like vivid dreams. Where it feels real. Your body will remain paralyzed here, but your mind will be somewhere else. Not only will you see what I have to show you,” Y/n’s entire demeanor becomes serious once more. “You’ll be able to hear everything. Feel everything. The sun's rays. The cool breeze. The freezing waters…..It will be as though you’re experiencing it in real time.”
There’s a pause, letting the reality sink in on what the vampire was implying. “My question is….are all of you wishing to see what I have to show you? Now is the time to step out if you’re having second thoughts.” When no one objects, despite all looking relatively nervous, Y/n clasps her hands in front her. “Well, Scott, start us off.”
“We all have to drink it?” Stiles cringes when he’s passed the cup, Scott letting out a gag after the taste hits his tongue. Y/n smirks as she nods.
“Unless you would like to sit this out, Stiles, then yes.” Groaning, the teen plugs his nose and takes a swig before handing it to Isaac. Even after taking several gulps of water the awful taste of iron and wood remained.
One by one each person took their turn of downing the potion, with Deaton as the last one to do so. Within seconds it took effect, the most notable sign being the headache forming. Then a light feeling started to swirl all along their body. Like they were on cloud 9.
“Is this what it’s supposed to feel like?” Derek moaned, squinting when the light suddenly started to become brighter.
“You’ll get used to it in a moment,” Y/n’s closes her eyes, taking a deep breath despite not needing one. It was mostly to calm her nerves as she allowed the memory dug deep within her mind to surface. A moment later the warmth of the sun hit her skin. The smell of fresh paint and sea salt filling her nose. And the sound of a ship's whistle and people shouting echoed in her ears.
The others gasped, making Y/n open her eyes where she found them all, mouth agape and eyes bulging as though they couldn’t believe what they were seeing, staring at whatever was behind her. And when she turned around, Y/n’s lips curled up into a sad smile.
Seeing the ship of dreams again after decades filled her with an emotion she couldn’t describe—she couldn’t imagine what the pack were thinking. Probably wondering if it was a dream and they’d wake up any second. The memory was as clear as the day it was made—everything around them was exactly like it was that bright sunny Wednesday afternoon.
It was like they traveled back in time to April 10th, 1912.
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CALL OF DUTY (MW/WWII)
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SHAMELESS
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Prisma's F/O list
I've gotten to the point where I'm not really comfortable sharing my romantics, especially my Soulmates and First Primes!
BUT I'm comfortable talking and gushing about them with you in an x reader sense, just not really acknowledging your specific ships in asks/conversation. That being said, if something makes me uncomfortable/if I see duplicates I can always blacklist 💜
Jim is the only exception to this rule as he is a platonic!soulmate.
Not all my soulmates have gifs (I ran out of gif space)
Format: Fictional other - Fandom - Relationship - Self Insert - Self ship tag (♤ = F/o is available for asks, ♡ = fictional childern listed at bottom)
First Prime
Hector Escaton - Westworld - Soulmate - Adeline Rooney - Absolute Corruption
Anakin Skywalker - Star Wars - Soulmate - Freida Baltwin - Death By Anyone's Hand But His Would Never Be As Sweet
Aleksander Morozova - Shadow and Bone - Husband - Krynn, Daughter of Falros - I'll Forgive Your Sins
Wolf - The 10th Kingdom - True Love - Kitra Kane - Kit'n Wolf
Soulmates
Jo March - Little Women (mostly the 1933 ver. but any of the main four work) - Significant Other - Matilda - Art and Life in it's Many Forms
Diaval - Maleficent - Sweethearts - Christiana Vross - Raven of My Heart
Donovan Shrike - Once Upon a Time (OC) - Husband - Lyra Shrike-Kincaid - That's What True Love Is
Peter Parker - The Amazing Spider-man - Bestfriend/Boyfriend - Estella Lovette - The Amazing Stella Lovette
King Caspian X - The Chronicles of Narnia - Betrothed - Beretta Maltaire - Black Sheep
Blaine Debeers - iZombie - Fiance- Coriander Moes - Bite Me
Niccolo Paganini - The Devil's Violinist - Husband (?) - Marion Raines - Heart Strings
Prince Eric - The Little Mermaid (2023) - Best Friend/True Love - Princess Mairead - Stronger than the Undertow
Prince Nuada - Hellboy 2 - Soulmate - Richter Friedrick - Shadow Stalker
Derek Hale - Teen Wolf - Husband - Bradlynn Stilinksi - Derek and Bradey ♤♡
Jim Hawkins - Treasure Planet - Platonic!Soulmate - Sterling McCreed - No Matter the Squals (Subject to change)
Laxus Dreyar - Fairy Tail - Significant Other - Ceruli Quint - Laxus and Ceruli
Cleon XIII - Foundation (Apple Tv+) - Soulmates - Kronos - Kronos Rising ♡
Hanzo Urushihara (Lucifer) - The Devil is a Part-Timer! - Soulmates - Meridian Moss - The General's Familiar
Bernard the Elf - The Santa Clause - Soulmate - Charity Sinclaire - Snowfall Sweethearts ☕❄♡
Caledon Hockley - Titanic - Significant Other - Miranda Sweet - Sunken Hearts
Felix - Once Upon a Time (mainly season 4+) - Soulmate/boyfriend - Evangeline Lorde - Ugly Duckling ♤
Ardeth Bay - The Mummy - Husband - Séamus McGannon - Curse Bound
Dr. Daniel Jackson - Stargate SG-1 - Soulmate - Alberta "Bunny" Dread - Daniel and Dread ♤♡
Eddie Munson - Stranger Things - Bestfriend/Husband - Mika Carlisle - Forged in Hellfire ♤♡
Allanon - Shannara Chronicles - Boyfriend/Soulmate - Regina Jones - Soul Stasis ♡
Familial
Stephen Strange - Marvel - Biological Father (familial soulmate) - Celeste Strange - Celestial Mischief ♤
Hannibal Chau - Pacific Rim - Biological Father - Lucinda Chau - Sin and Jeagers
Noah Stilinksi - Teen Wolf - Biological Father - Bradlynn Stilinksi - Derek and Bradey
Lord Milori - Disney Fairies/Descendants - Biological Father - Faera Milori - Faera: the Talentless fairy
Mieczyslaw Stilinksi - Teen Wolf - Biological Brother - Bradlynn Stilinksi - Derek and Bradey
Reul Ghorm (Blue Fairy) - Once Upon a Time - Adoptive Mother - Evangeline "Evan" Cameron - Ugly Duckling
Dustin Henderson - Stranger Things - Biological little brother - Jesse Henderson - The Badass Babysitters Club
Five Hargreaves - TUA - Biological Twin - Margalo Hargreaves - I'll Follow Your Voice ♤
Lewis, Oscar, Margot, and Rowan Rooney - OCs (Westworld) - Adeline Rooney - The Rooney Bunch
Henry Mills - Once Upon a Time - Found Family/Little Brother - Evangeline "Evan" Cameron - Ugly Duckling
The Umbrella Academy - TUA - Found Family - Margalo Hargreaves - I'll Follow Your Voice ♤(Klaus)
Erwin Sikowitz - Victorious - Crazy Uncle (found family) - Carter Mavis - You Broke Character!
Hades - Descendants College!AU - Father - Zyla - How Can I Not Love You?
Hellboy - Hellboy - Found family/Parental - Richter Friedrick - Shadow Stalker
Rick O'Connell - The Mummy - Found Family/Brother - Séamus McGannon - Curse Bound
The Statesman and Kingsman - Kingsman - Found Family - Cobalt Kline - Agent Vermouth
The Guardians of Childhood - Rise of the Guardians - Found Family - Luck - Lady Luck
The Muppets - The Muppets - Found Family - Dottie - ☆Together Again☆
Romantic
Scary Godmother - Scary Godmother Halloween Spooktacular - Girlfriend - Moanna - Scary isn't it?
Anastasia Tremaine - Cinderella - Sweetheart - Sirina - If the Shoe Fits
Prince Charming - DreamWorks/Shrek - True Love - Styxx - Pixie Styxx
Bucky Barnes - MCU (Prisma's version) - Boyfriend - Celeste Strange - Celestial Mischief
Prince Edward - Enchanted - True Love - Cassandra Finn - Just Find Who You Love ♡ (that heart is just for the tag)
Jane - Descendants/Disney Fairies - Soulmates - Faera Milori - Faera: The Talentless Fairy
Cassandra Cillian - The Librarians (Teen Wolf Crossover) - Girlfriend - Bradlynn Stilinksi - The Gift of You
Graverobber - Repo! The Genetic Opera x Pacific Rim - Significant other - Lucinda Chau - Grave Sins
Bellamy Blake - The 100 - Boyfriend - Flora Fawn - Between Earth and Sky
Elsa - Frozen/Once Upon a Time - Wife - Marigold Erikson - Miss Marigold ♡
Harry Hook - Descendants College!AU - Boyfriend - Zyla - Zyla Daughter of Hades
Charlotte La Bouff - Princess and the Frog - Significant Other - Ruth Callahan - Thief After My Own Heart
Beck Oliver - Victorious (college era) - Boyfriend - Carter Mavis - Finally Falling Falling
Jacob Custos - The Quarry - Best/Boyfriend - Laina Grimsby - What Doesn't Kill You
Shank - Wreck-It Ralph - Girlfriend - Razor - Bleeding Hearts
Crush+
Bumblebee - Transformers (Bay/Knightverse) - Sweethearts - Casey Creed - American Honey 🐝💛
Diaval - Maleficent - Sweethearts - TBA - Doth Say the Raven
Eddie Moreover (OC) - Sofia the First - Sweetheart - Princess Laurana of Enchancia - Demons of Lore
Dutchess Matilda - Sofia the First - Wife - Priscilla the Witch - The Dutchess and the Not-So-Wicked-Witch
Steve Harrington - Stranger Things 2+ - Boyfriend - Jesse Henderson - The Badass Babysitters Club (This one is more of a background ship/oc for Forged in Hellfire story clarity and for the sake of the familial stuff with Dustin)
Bruno Madrigal - Encanto - Sweethearts - Violetta Dubois - Circus Freaks
Crush
Sam Winchester - Supernatural - Significant Other - Kitra Krane - The Inn
Cedric the Sorcerer - Sofia the First - Sweathearts - Duchess Cordania of Enchancia - For the Love of Cedric
Eleven (11th Doctor) - Doctor Who - Boyfriend - Canary Fern - Space Canary
Matt Murdock - DareDevil - Boyfriend - Lillian "Lily" Oliver - Flowers for the Devil
Secret F/Os
🤫🏡
🤫☕
🤫🃏
Thanks for the Music Red
The artist and the editor
Queerplatonic
Willy Wonka - Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Unclear (slightly romantic) - Dr. Cecilia "Curli" Hobbes - Chocolate Curlicue
S.P.A.N.N.E.R. - Pacific Rim - Best Friends/Drift Compatible - Lucinda Chau - Sin and Jaegers ♤
Platonic
Teal'c - Stargate SG-1 - Best Friend/teammate - Alberta Dread - Teal'c and Dread
Adam Warlock - Marvel/GotG - Best Friend? - Celeste Strange - Celestial Mischief
Evie O'Connell - The Mummy - Besties (basically sister-in-law) - Séamus McGannon - Curse Bound
Jack Frost - The Santa Clause - Old Friends - Charity Sinclaire - Ice Knowing You
Amy and Rory Williams - Doctor Who - Best Friends - Canary Fern - Space Canary
My kiddos
Vivian, Quincy, & Tobias Munson - Stranger Things - Forged in Hellfire - Snug Bug and Company ♤(Viv only, currently like 4 in my head)
Nicholas and Edith-Marie Jackson - Stargate SG-1 - Daniel and Dread -Eddie and Nick
Skyler - Westworld - Absolute Corruption (Maybe?)
Rowan Rooney - Westworld - My Sapling
Margaret & Eli Hale - Teen Wolf - Derek and Bradey ♤
Evelyn Hockley - Titanic - Sunken Hearts
Gwendolyn - Frozen - Miss Marigold
Michael and Amelia - iZombie - Bite Me Jr.
Luna and Phoebe Jones - The Shannara Chronicles - Soul Stasis - Children of the Apocalypse
Walker - Foundation - Kronos Rising
Holly & Mae - The Santa Clause -Snowfall Sweethearts ☕❄
#self shipping#masterlist stuff#prisma self ships#self ship community#self ship list#f/o list#Prisma's F/O List
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Call It What You Want
Young!Derek Hale x OC
masterlist ; part one ; part three ; part four
Novalie barley slept that night. Her head scanning thoughts that seemed impossible. 'How could one guy move so fast? I barely turned around for a minute.'
When seven am stroke, she finally got up and ready for school. She put on a black crop top and dark green cargo pants. She grabbed her bag that held her unfinished homework and went downstairs to greet her dad and little brother.
"Hey, dad! Hey, Mischief!" She said upon arrival.
Her little brother groaned in response, it being way too early for her to be happy. Noah Stilinski smiled at his only daughter in response.
"I'm going to school, Stiles, want a ride?" She said the last part for her little brother who hated taking the bus. He always said the bus was for loosers and admired his sisters car that once belonged to their mom once upon a time.
Stiles jumped up, suddenly awake. "Hell yes!"
Their dads eyebrows shot up. "Stiles! No swearing!" He scolded. "And Nova? Make sure he sits in the back seat, okay?"
Nova grabbed her car keys and with her back turned, gave him a thumbs up even though everyone and their mom knew that Stiles was never going to sit in the back seat when his sister was driving.
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They pulled up to the elementary school where Stiles and his best friend, Scott McCall, go to and Novalie parked.
"Okay, mischief. This is where we part." She faced him in her seat.
"I don't wanna go to school, Nova." He whined.
"Too bad." She scanned the parking lot. "Hey isn't that the girl you like?"
Stiles' head snapped up and immediately found the 9 year old girl with green eyes and strawberry blonde hair.
Novalie smiled at him. "Okay, so go say hi or whatever 9 year olds do. Dads picking you up and I'm going to school."
With a nod of his head, Stiles leapt out of the jeep and made his way to his classroom, after staring at Lydia Martin (his obsession) for 5 minutes.
Nova arrived at Beacon Hills High School, the place of her torture. As she parked her beat up jeep into a parking space, she heard a thud on her car door. She stopped her car as it was fully in the space and opened the door to find the one and only, Derek Hale.
She rolled her eyes as he stood near the headlights, staring at her.
"What do you want, Hale?" She said as she grabbed her bag.
"What were you doing there?" He said. His voice was demanding, almost cold.
"Doing where?" Novalie shut her car door and started to walk between the parked cars and to the front of the school.
"You know where." He said as he followed her.
"I followed my dad, okay? He's a deputy, he gets all sorts of interesting shit."
Derek grabbed her arm and spun her around. "You better not go there again."
Novalie ripped her arm out of his iron grip. "Easy on the hands there, Hale. And besides, why would I. It's an infestation for all things weird. No wonder you live there." With that, she turned on her heel and made her way to English. She hates English.
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#marvel (includes all marvel comics, graphic novels, movies, shows, cartoons, etc.
->#mcu (includes all marvel movies)
->->#the avengers (all mcu characters that play major roles in the avengers franchise including loki and t'challa, for example), #avenger family
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(SILLY) OC ASK: for Vanessa, had she ever believed in a ridiculous theory (range from: the Earth is flat to X is dating Y), no matter the explicit evidences that it was wrong?
As we all know, Vanessa is a very eccentric person. She's got charm, beauty and a knack for making lucky guesses. Well, that tends to go to someone's head until she starts hopping onto every single gut instinct she has, believing every conspiracy theory that she comes up with in her head.
When you asked me this question, I couldn't help but think of this scene from Chapter 6: Murder Uncle, which if you guys haven't caught up yet, is what Vanessa calls Peter Hale.
Vanessa O'Connor: Mission Murder Uncle
It didn’t take looking at his face, which was half-concealed with designer sunglasses, to know who it was. The black Henley shirt paired with the shiny Italian loafers told her all that she needed to know. She could practically smell the genuine leather from across the street.
It was with a slack-jawed expression that she watched Peter Hale waltz up to the restaurant where the host walked outside to personally greet him with a dazzling, welcoming smile before leading him inside, presumably to find the patron the finest table they offered.
“What the actual fuck?” she whispered, shaking with rage as she turned to look up at him. “Can you believe they let him in and not us?! He looks as if he raided Jackson’s wardrobe – ugh! Can’t they sense the mass murder vibes off of him or is that completely overshadowed by how much he spent on those shoes?!”
Shaking his head at her in disbelief, Isaac replied drily, “I’m more concerned about why he has Derek’s car.”
Vanessa waved it off dismissively, not really caring who’s car the former murder Alpha was driving – as long as it wasn’t hers. She turned her attention back to the restaurant in order to stare daggers at where she imagined the man sat inside.
Inside? Who am I kidding? The host probably gave him a view along the waterfront. Fucking hell.
“We have time to kill. Let’s grab a bite from the diner and stake out the Murder Uncle. See what evil things he’s up to.”
“In an Italian restaurant?”
“Never underestimate evil, Handsome. It has the potential to be enacted upon the most unlikely of places.”
Isaac nodded his head but in reality, he had no fucking clue what she was talking about. “Right. Got it.”
Lying down on his back with one arm folded underneath his head, Isaac groaned as his girlfriend licked her fingers with a quietly muttered, “Pay attention.”
He sat up, running a hand through his dark blonde hair and glanced at her from the side.
“Why do I have to pay attention when you’ve been eagle eyeing the restaurant enough for the both of us?”
“Eagle eyeing, babe, suggests that I have the eyes of an eagle,” Vanessa pointed out absentmindedly as she reached for another onion ring. “For all I know, I might have just spent the past hour eagle eyeing the dumpster. I’d be none the wiser.”
“You need to wear your glasses more often,” Isaac mumbled underneath his breath, his shoulders falling into an exasperated sigh as he said to her, “Look, Beautiful, this sounded fun, like, an hour ago, but the moon is going to rise soon, and we need to be in the Den and prepared before then.”
“And we will,” Vanessa insisted, turning her head away from the street for the first time in an hour. Her neck cracked from the lack of movement and she winced at the kinks in her bones. “Right after we find out what Murder Uncle is up to.”
“Stop calling him that.”
“Why? It’s funny. And accurate.”
“And he could hear you,” Isaac reminded her.
Vanessa finished licking off the crumbs from her fingers and scoffed. “I doubt Peter could hear anything over all that hair product. He and Jackson would get along. They could bond over the burden of being assholes and being extra flammable in the sun.”
Rolling his eyes at her with a fond, crooked smile, Isaac hopped off the hood of the car and made his way to the passenger side. He gestured with his chin to the other side of the street. “Well, speaking of, your mark has just walked out of the restaurant.”
“Fucking finally,” Vanessa shook her head, sliding off onto the asphalt with a little huff. “Jesus, what took him so long? What, did he, like, eat the entire restaurant or something?”
The words took a moment to settle in but when they did, the girl’s face went comically pale as she whipped her head around to look at her boyfriend on the other side of the car. He raised a brow at the horror in her eyes as she whispered, “Wait, do you think he, like, ate ate the whole place?”
“No. I don’t. Now pay attention. He’s pulling out,” Isaac said, pointing across the street where Derek’s silver Camaro was pulling out of the lot.
“Shit,” Vanessa cursed, fumbling with her keys in her hurry to unlock the car. “We need to keep on him.”
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Leaning over Isaac to get a good view from his mirror, she gently elbowed him in the side to pay attention and told him, “I need you to listen out, alright?”
“Listen out?” he repeated as he winded down the window a bit so the noise from outside could drift in enough for him to catch with his enhanced hearing. “Listen out for what exactly?”
“I don’t know! Something evil?”
“Ness, we need to – “
“I know, I know, but I really don’t want Murder Uncle scheming up something that’s going to bite us on our butts later on, alright? You don’t know Peter. He’s a sneaky bastard and I bet every fucking dollar I have that he’s up to no good. Okay?”
She then proceeded to squint at the review mirror, catching the door of the silver car opening and the man himself strolling out and up to one of the offices at front, which so happened to belong to a real estate agency.
“Well, when you put it like that…“ Isaac let out a long-suffering sigh before focusing his attention on listening out for the low, smooth murmur of Peter Hale.
He was distinctly aware of his girlfriend’s head slowly lifting up to sit beside his own and when she piped up, her voice was extra loud in his ear as she asked, “What’s he saying?”
“If you give me a second, I might be able to hear.”
“Right, right. Sorry,” she whispered back sheepishly as she folded her arms on his door and proceeded to lean her chin on them.
To her credit, Vanessa lasted a little more than five minutes before opening her mouth again, “So – “
“Ness!” Isaac turned to her with a frustrated look.
She quickly held her hands up in surrender. “Sorry!”
Shaking his head, he quickly explained, “He bought an apartment. He came by to get the keys.”
“An apartment?” Vanessa questioned with wide, curious eyes. “Like a murder apartment?”
“No, like an apartment with a nice view of the Northwestern Bridge and the river.”
“The river?” she raised a brow at that, muttering to herself with eyes narrowed at nothing in particular. “Suspicious.”
Isaac’s head lulled to the side as he told her drily, “Probably not for what you’re thinking of.”
“You don’t know what I’m thinking of,” Vanessa shot back sassily, working down the window a little more so she could poke her head out just a bit.
“I think you’re thinking that he’s picked an apartment beside the river to dump the bodies of his future victims.”
Vanessa grunted. “Okay, well – good fucking guess.”
Isaac smirked down at the back of her head before pointing out slowly, “Didn’t Peter used to leave his victims just…lying around? Cleaning up after himself doesn’t really sound like his MO from what you and Derek have told me.”
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“Wait, wait, what are we doing?”
“Uh – we’re going to see the murder apartment?”
“O-kay,” Isaac drawled out the word slowly, shaking his head. “On the off chance we’re walking into an actual murder apartment here, what is the game plan?”
“Huh,” Vanessa pulled a face, tilting her head to the side as she murmured to herself, “You know, I didn’t think of that…”
“That’s it. We’re leaving.”
“No, no, no!” The girl maneuvered herself awkwardly around her boyfriend as he tried to grab her, walking up a few stairs so she towered over him and waved a hand out in front of her to get him to stay. “I’ve got a plan – we listen out for the whimpers and the screams of the poor, tormented souls he has tortured and we call the cops! Or better yet, we call Derek!”
“With whose phone?” Isaac reminded her sarcastically. “I don’t have one and yours is broken, remember?”
“Then we get the hell out of here and you can do that wolfy howl thing you guys do to summon the Pack. See? Done.”
With that, Vanessa spun on her heel and hopped up the stairs quickly before he could come to his senses and haul her back down. Isaac’s shoulders slumped in a weary sigh as he called up to her, cupping his hands over his mouth, “And if he doesn’t have any victims? What then?”
He saw her pop her head over the railing a few floors up as she yelled back down at him, “Then, we leave with the intel of where the Murder Uncle lives on the chance that we have to track him down! Now, are you coming!?”
TAGLIST: @lokitrasho || @foxesandmagic || @wordspin-shares || @lilac-lemonade || @apollothe-sungod || @chickensarentcheap || @ocfairygodmother ||
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Alright so really quick before I do anything else I wanna introduce some new muses to you guys.. They'll be under the cut to save y'all from seeing the long post-
First up we have Anastasia Sloane Lenkov... She’s a former black widow, now working for Shield. She was born in Russia and was trained as a black widow pretty much since she could walk. She can speak Russian, of course but also several other languages, including Sokovian. She despised ballet for a while but eventually picked it back up, reclaiming it as something she loves rather than something she was forced to do. She also loves to cook/bake and paint, all three are her hobbies but also an escape, something she does when she needs a break or a moment of peace. She’s very sweet, some might say too sweet considering she used to be an assassin. She is very caring, and protective of everyone, especially the people she cares about. Like Nat she has a very motherly energy to her despite not being able to have kids though she’d love to adopt one day. (she was made mainly for an OC of my darlin's, @chaos-awakens, using the guy who plays Jordan Parrish because we aren't 100% on board with Lydia x Parrish but they do look good together so we made oc's using them, something we've done a few times before)
Next up we have Amaia Talia Alexander... She was born in a small town just outside of Beacon Hills to a banshee mother and a werewolf father. Though she doesn’t remember either of them, or much of her early life. She knows her parents were killed when she was four and she was taken in by her father’s childhood best friend and her Godmother, Talia Hale. When Talia died, Derek took the young werewolf under his wing and showed her how to be a werewolf. However, no one, not even her, had known she was also a banshee. Her Mother had written her a letter that Derek gave her on her 16th birthday, and the letter told the young girl about the strange things that she would hear and see though her mother hadn’t known what she was, just that sometimes she knew when people were gonna die. She also mentioned that she wasn’t even sure with Amaia being a werewolf if it would even happen to her and when Amaia first got the letter, nothing major had happened, she'd had a few weird dreams and thought she heard voices, but she just chalked it up to stress. At least until Lydia Martin let out her first banshee scream and it was like a switch flicked inside the brunette’s mind. She’s a lot like Derek since they sort of grew up together though a little more sarcastic like Stiles, and she’s pretty introverted, though she can be extroverted with the right people.
(this next one is a long one, my apologies - also i rewrote it like three maybe four times so if there's any spelling errors or anything just ignore them cause if i re-read this again i'm gonna wanna either rewrite it or scrap it completely)
And last but certainly not least we have Chandler Matthew Labonair... He was born in New Orleans but raised in Beacon Hills as his family had to leave their home because of hunters. The reason they’d chosen the California town was because his family was close friends with the Hales. And he and his family just so happened to be in the house the night Kate set fire to the Hale house. He was still only a child at the time and his parents managed to get him out of the house through a window, but they unfortunately didn’t make it out. Afterwards Deaton took him in and raised him as he didn’t want the poor boy to end up in the foster system and when he needed him Derek helped with anything werewolf related that Deaton couldn’t handle. When the young werewolf was old enough, and with Deaton’s permission, he decided to seek out a witch in New Orleans to see if he could somehow talk to his parents, get some advice on being a werewolf. The witch had him lay on the ground on symbols she’d drawn, his family’s pack symbol along with others he didn’t recognize. Before he knew it he was unconscious and in the afterlife where he saw his parents again. He also met other members of his pack, even some that were from another world. A world where members born of the pack were born with the pack symbol on them, a world where they fully transformed into wolves, something that only happened rarely in his world. A part of him wished he could go there, he had friends back home of course but he had no family, not a single person from his pack remained but in the other world maybe there would be. He had half-jokingly said it out loud though he didn’t expect anything to come from it. Next thing he knew he was waking up and though he was still in New Orleans he wasn’t in the witch’s shop, he was where he had been standing last with his parents, in the bayou of New Orleans. After making his way to the city he followed his instincts which led him straight to a large house and an auburn-haired girl around his age named Hope with his pack symbol on her back. Though a bit rough around the edges at first the two of them, along with her family, quickly became close. A few years later at the Salvatore School he put his life on the line to save that same girl, and in an attempt to save him Hope gave him her blood but it hadn’t worked, at least not in the way either of them thought it would. The brunette woke up a few hours later much to everyone’s surprise, and more than that he was now a hybrid, the first and only of his kind. Chandler isn’t really introverted or extroverted, he likes his alone time or being around just his close friends, but he still enjoys big gatherings or parties here and there. He’s sweet, loyal and funny, also pretty sarcastic and he’s a hopeless romantic. And not just in the romantic way, like he’s actually kind of hopeless. He is also very protective of the people he cares about and his found family, both back in New Orleans (the Mikaelsons + honorary ones) and the ones from the Salvatore school. He can play the guitar and he's learning piano, and he also likes to draw and write; poems, songs, etc.
#[the chaos muses; new muses]#[mcu muse; anastasia lenkov]#[tw muse; amaia alexander]#[tvd muse; chandler labonair]
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Hello everyone! Me again, I’m a 22 year old female writer seeking people to write with. Please be 18+ to dm. I’m not replacing anyone just hunting for some new long term clean stories with plenty of muse and excitement! So about me: I’ve been writing for nearly twelve years I’m advanced lit plus and I tend to expect the same from my partners as I love a challenge. I do oc x canon pairings with me as the oc and the female . I do fandom roleplays only with plenty of story and plot in third person and past tense only.
Here are some requirements if you dm:
Please use good and proper grammar text slang in roleplays and some times, out of really frustrates me.
Doubles are welcome but I expect full equality for both ocs, at the moment I’m doing a lot of doubles so I’d appreciate some singles focusing on my oc as well.
I’m looking for those of you who can play canon males. This is for romantic oc x canon pairings which are bxg my ships are in the #’s so please read carefully! .
Please be advanced lit this means three plus paragraphs and lots of detail.
I also use third and past I expect all potential partners to do the same.
Please also love plotting, I adore plotting and it’s one of my favourite parts of the roleplay process.
Fandoms and movies etc (in order of preference!)!:
Gossip Girl.
Twilight.
The Originals.
The Vampire Diaries.
Teen Wolf.
Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Harry Potter.
Divergent.
Hunger Games.
Maze Runner.
Skins (U.K.)
Teen Beach Movie.
Gilmore Girls.
Camp Rock.
Pirates of The Caribbean.
Legally Blonde.
Pretty In Pink.
Breakfast club.
Back To The future.
Glee
That’s everything in my list! I’m a super friendly writer so don’t be shy! Right now I’m seriously craving the TVDU, Twilight and Teen Wolf. I’d also adore something Twilight themed due to my love for the Midnight Sun novel which I’ve just started reading.
#literate rp#open rp#void stiles#derek hale x oc#stiles stilinski x oc#Scott McCall x oc#elijah mikaelson x oc#Nicklaus Mikaelson x oc#thomas x oc#newt x oc#edward cullen x oc#Jacob black x oc#Chuck Bass x oc#Nate Archibald x oc#Dan Humphery’s x oc#gossip girl#ugly Betty#twilight#teen wolf#tvd universe#the Originals#damon salvatore x oc#Stefan Salvatore x oc#draco malfoy x oc#harry potter#adv lit
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introduction
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Desideria Hernández thought this year would be a regular one. She would be cheer captain and it would be a good year for them because duh, she's their captain. Scott and Stiles would be doing lacrosse like they did last year and they would all be at each other's games, them most likely being on the bench while she cheered for the team.
She would continue secretly crushing over Stiles while he pined over her other best friend Lydia Martin, like she has for how many years? She definitely ain't counting anymore.
She would go shopping with Lydia and go hang out with her as much as possible until Jackson would come around. She would hang out with Scott and Stiles after school every day, doing homework and goofing off like they always did. And it would be regular but good year.
But no.
None of that would be happening this year. Why? Because Scott's a werewolf now. Yup. Those are real now.
And Des had a feeling that "What To Do After You Realize You’re In A Twilight Book; For Dummies" was not available at her nearest library, so they're on their own for this one.
A Teen Wolf Rewrite.
#teen wolf fic#teen wolf rewrite#black girl#stiles stilinski x black!oc#black original character#black oc#stiles stilinski#stiles stilinski fic#stiles stilinski x oc#scott mccall#lydia martin#allison argent#derek hale#stiles fic#rewrite#season one#desideria hernández#oc: desideria hernández#desideria hernandez#unorthodox
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My Future
Derek Hale x OC
Samantha, Stiles and Scott are always joking about the impossible. Who wouldn't when your best friend's dad is the sheriff of Beacon Hills? All jokes stop when they realize the impossible is indeed possible.
Chapter 69: Negotiations and Blame
Liam, Lori and Sam rush down the tunnel turning a corner only to come up to a fork in their path.
“Which way?”, Liam asks Lori. “There’s gotta be something. Did he leave anything for you to find, l-like a signal, or more rocks?”
“I don’t see anything… I don’t hear anything.”, Lori worries. Liam gives her a small reassuring smile. “We’ll find something. He’s gonna be okay.”
“How do you know?”, Lori asks him with glossy eyes.
Liam looks for an answer. “'Cause–‘cause he’s strong. He’s really strong. He’s knocked me down on the lacrosse field more than once. Now, when I see him coming, I do everything I can to get the hell out of the way.”
Sam smiled at him before closing her eyes to feel for bodies. Once she feels a heavy presence, she turns to the path that's closest.
“Brett actually started playing lacrosse for me.”, Lori tells Liam as they follow Sam. Liam looks at her with a confused expression. “For you?”
She nods, “I didn’t have any friends at my old school. Devenford Prep needed lacrosse players, and Brett practiced all summer. And he got a scholarship and told them that they had to take me if they wanted him.”
Liam places his hand on her arm. “Hey, we’re gonna find him.” He looks at Sam who looks back at him. "Found something.", she says and leads them down the path.
As they walk further, Liam's face scrunches. “Do you smell that? It’s… it’s sour.” Lori nods. “It smells like something’s rotting.”
“I think it’s poison.”, Liam says, making Lori smile. “That’s how we’ll find him.”
They take off further down the tunnel, crossing more and more paths. “They all look the same. Are you sure we’re going the right way?”, Lori asks Sam. "I'm feeling someone's body. They're alive, but…", Sam says.
“This is her power. We're gonna need it as much as we can.”, Liam reassures. Lori sniffles. “I hate this scent.”
Liam stops the girls, coming to a freeze. “Wait. I hear something. It sounds like…”
“…a heartbeat,” Lori and Sam says and they follow the sound as it gets louder and louder.
As they come up to a wide area of the tunnels, they see a body leaning up against the wall near some containers. “Brett!”, Lori exclaims, speeding up to the body.
Brett turns to her with a grimace of a smile. “You found the rocks.”
“Yeah, I found the rocks.”, she tells him as tears of relief prick at her eyes. The other two come up to the siblings and Brett looks up to them. "It's you guys…"
Sam nods at him and Liam kneels near them. “Hey, we’re going to get you out of here.”
Brett tries to give Liam a smile but the blood exiting his body makes him seem like he's wincing instead.
As Lori and Liam grab his arm to pull him up, Brett looks at him. “You’re a dumbass for doing this.”
Liam smirks. “Oh, is that your way of thanking me?”
Brett lets go of his hand and scoffs. “No, that’s my way of calling you a dumbass, but… thanks.”
Before Liam could respond, he pauses at the sound of Sam's growl. He turns to her to see her back facing him.
Her heart raced. She knows the sound of a rumbling engine. Someone was here.
Liam makes a noise and steps forward, his face softening “Sam?”
Sam looks to the side as she feels footsteps. “Get Brett out of here.”, she says.
“What? Why–”, Liam gets cut off as Sam lifts up a shadow barrier, blocking a canister from being thrown towards them, but the smoke from the can quickly fills the area. "Go!", Sam yells. Before they could move, all four werewolves covered their ears as the familiar sound of Argent’s emitters started going off.
“They’re coming.”, Lori bellows. Liam looks at Sam. “Go with them, I’ll hold them off.”
Sam looks at him with wide eyes. "Are you insane!?" Liam doesn't respond but shoves Sam toward Brett and Lori. “Just go!"
"Liam!", Sam yells but Lori grabs at her. "Let's go!", she yells before grabbing her brother's arm. Sam takes the other and drags him down the tunnel.
Making it easier for the girls, Sam helps Brett float with blobs of her shadow and moves the two faster to a ladder ahead.
Lori reassures her brother. “Hey, we’re almost out of here.”
Lori and Sam help Brett up the ladder to move the manhole cover. He peeks around before exiting the manhole and Lori follows upward. Sam turns as she hears footsteps, ready to fight but relaxes as she sees Liam.
"You're okay.", Sam says but Liam shakes his head. “It's a trap. No one's down here–”
The sound of car tires rumbling above the tunnels could be heard above, making their eyes widen as they look to see Lori finally escaping the manhole. “Shit…!”
Liam starts climbing up the ladder. “Lori, come back!”, Sam yells, following him.
“Lori, wait!!”, Liam climbs up faster but before he could reach the opening, a screeching sound stops them as they hear two thuds.
Liam's nose flares in anger as he climbs faster. "Liam, wait–!", Sam calls but the boy launches out of the manhole with a loud growl.
Liam roars, his pain and anger reverberating into the night air. Sam climbs up and peeks to see a crowd of people gathering.
She looks at him with wide eyes. “Liam, shift back now!", she exclaims. "No!", he roars. Sam feels her phone vibrate in her pocket and she takes it out to see a text from Lydia.
Lydia - Nolan attacked Corey in the library, stabbed him in the back of his hand! in front of people that SAW HIM HEAL RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEIR EYES
What the hell was happening….?
Before she could put her phone away, she felt someone grab her foot and jolted. She looked down to see Scott looking at her with wide eyes.
"Where's Liam?", Scott asks. Sam frowns and looks up. "They're all on the street.", she says and his eyes widened.
“We have to get out there!”, Malia asked.
Sam shook her head, much to the other two's surprise. “It was a setup, Scott. I can't tell if they're actual people or hunters but Liam's up there pissed...shifted…”, she said, trailing off.
“What else happened?”, Malia asked. Sam gives the two her phone, waiting as they read the text and their eyes get even bigger.
Scott's eyebrows furrowed. “Why would Nolan want to hurt Corey?”
“I don't think he was trying to hurt him. I think he was trying to expose him.", Sam said looking at him. "The hunter used the fog and the emitters to probably corner us or to get us to go up this ladder to be exposed too.”
“But why, what’s the purpose of it all?”, Scott asks. Sam frowns at him. "They're toying with us. They're making people afraid of us and giving reasons for us to be killed."
Scott's shoulders sag in realization.
However the next day, they decided to go back to the tunnels.
Sam looks at Scott. “Liam doing okay?”
Scott nods, giving a small smile. “He’s going to go to school.”
She tilts her head as if she didn't hear him. “Excuse me, what?”
The girls look at him to continue and he does. “Yeah, I told him he needed to be like Clark Kent and pretend like nothing happened.”
“I'm sorry, did you forget that he wolfed out in front of a shit load of people and roared at them? That's enough to let anyone know he wasn't human. Not only that, the shitshow with Corey just adds onto our problem pile. If they saw what happened to Corey, what makes you think news about Liam won't come out?”, Sam asks.
“They won’t do anything to him because no one has proof," Scott shrugs. "I mean, it was nighttime and who’s to say that anyone saw anything?”
He walks over to the tunnel with Malia following behind her. Sam gives Lydia a look who returns it with a knowing nod. The two ahead turn around to see the girls unmoving.
“I don't know about you, Scott, but I'm pretty sure you're not sure.”, Sam says. The reassured look on Scott's face drops. He sighs. “Look, he's taking Brett and Lori’s death really hard…”
“So are we.”, Lydia speaks up. Scott frowns. “We are because they were great kids who didn’t deserve that, but we didn’t know them like he knew them. We’re trying to save lives, which is why he needed to go to school and pretend like nothing happened, because if he doesn’t go, more people could die.”
Sam frowns. "No one's there to protect him or Corey. Mason can only do so much. If we're not there… I don't know…", she says, worriedly. Scott frowns sadly. "Sam…"
She looks at him, nearly trembling. "I let two people die when I could've helped. If Liam had died and I had done nothing, I don't know what I would do. It's like it won't stop. Almost everyone we know has either moved on or has been murdered and I'm sick of it, Scott.”
Scott walks up to her, bringing her into a hug. “We're gonna stop them, okay? Then we'll have our lives back. We always do.”
Always…
It never lasts. Ever. Everytime they look up, they have to find something and fight. It wasn't fair.
Sam lets out a sigh anyway. “Okay.”
Scott lets go and leads them down to the Argent bunker. Once they arrived, Chris turned to them, having to wait and asked for info on the night before.
Scott drops a lacrosse stick onto the table they stood around. “They were murdered. Killed by the new hunter in Beacon Hills.”
Sam looks at Chris. “I know you said you were done hunting or that you haven't done any hunting in a while, but the hunter that killed that Hellhound…I thought it was just a coincidence. But these methods from last night were too thought out."
Chris nods, looking shameful. “Gerard.", he says, making the teens' eyes widen. "Which means this is my fault. I’m the one who let him go.”
“You couldn’t have done anything.”, Lydia said. Malia shakes her head. “He could’ve killed him.”
The other four frowns at her. Malia shrugs. “Just saying…” Though, no one could blame her. It was a validated thing to do at this point. The man needed to be stopped.
“We are not executioners.”, Lydia scolded. Malia turns to her. "You are when it comes to war.”
“That’s why we’re gonna make peace.”, Scott says and Sam frowns at him. “Peace? With Gerard? Who made you help turn him into an alpha? Who threatened your mom? Are you sure we're talking about the same person?”
Scott leans on the table. “Sam, you know as well as I do, what's coming. It all leads back to–”
“War.”, Chris concludes. Sam frowns at the man. “Okay, so what stops a war from happening? A compromise?”
Chris nods. “A peace summit.”
Scott agrees. “Right. We meet face to face with Gerard, find out what he wants, and then we stop all this before it gets any worse.”
Scott muttered. “Last time Gerard was at a peace meeting was with Deucalion… he blinded him and then killed everybody else, including his own men.”
Chris turned toward the teens. “I’ll go. I mean, he’s not going to kill me.”
Sam frowns at him. "I recall his words being, "I'll kill my own son if I have to", or something along those lines. You have too much faith in him."
Chris gives her a small smile with a shrug. She had a point. “All we need is to find out what he wants, then we can bargain.”, Scott says. Chris frowns once more. “Even if he does agree, his terms might be difficult to meet.”
Scott shrugs, looking at them. “Well, that’s why it’s a negotiation. I don’t expect to get anything without giving something up."
Chris thinks for a moment before speaking up. “Then you’re gonna have to figure out just how much you’re willing to give, and how far you’re willing to go to stop a war.”
After Chris went to meet with Gerard, Liam informed Scott about his time in the guidance counselor’s office. He mentioned seeing scratches on Tamora Monroe’s neck and saw books about the supernatural on her filing cabinet.
When he asked how she got the scratches, she said from a branch in the woods when she was running. He pressed her with questions, only to come up with one conclusion. She had to be the new hunter.
Sam frowned when Scott had told her what happened. "What?", he asked. She shook her head. "I dunno. That name just sounds familiar. My mom talked about this girl she named "Tammy" because apparently she's been a regular lately."
Scott frowned at this new information. The only thing they could do was inform Chris of the information. As they walk up to the McCall house, they pause at the voices of Chris and Melissa discussing.
“As far as I can tell… genocide.”, they heard Chris say.
Scott and Sam look at each other with wide eyes. Melissa scoffs. “He just wants to kill them? All of them?”
Chris sighs. “If you’re looking for rationality, I think he left that behind a long time ago. In his eyes, Scott has killed half his family, turned his daughter into a monster, and turned me, his only son, against him.”
Sam nods at Scott, agreeing with Chris. “So, I’m supposed to just tell them to give up?”, Melissa asked.
“I’m not asking them to give up. I just want them to survive.”, Chris presses.
Melissa forces out, “I’ve never told those kids to run and hide, and I’m not going to start now.”
Chris counters back. “Melissa, Sam was barely able to control her powers last year and almost lost her life because she was overworking herself. I can't imagine what my father would want with her. And Scott, he was dead in your arms once before, and you had to bring him back yourself. What if this is the one fight they don’t come back from?”
Before Melissa could respond, the young adults walked in. “There doesn’t have to be a fight.”, Scott says.
Chris sighs and looks at them. “Do you two know something I don’t?”
Scott lifts up his phone and shows him Liam's text. “Someone. Tamora Monroe… she’s the new Hunter.”
After discussing with Chris, Sam went home to see her mother look at her worried. Sam's eyebrows furrowed. "What's wrong?", Sam asked.
Denise took a breath before standing. "You'd tell me if something was happening, wouldn't you?", she asked her daughter. Sam looked at her confused before realization filled her.
Something happened.
"What happened?", Sam asked, walking over to her mother. "Tammy came in today and had two other people with her. They were – they looked scared? I think? Like they were looking for something specific and then got upset when they couldn't find whatever they were looking for."
Sam frowned at the news. To see her mom in distress and to know that Monroe had gone into the shop…
It pissed Sam off. Sam settled her hands on her mother's shoulders. "Everything's gonna be okay."
Denise looked up at her daughter with glossy eyes. "How do I know that? How do I know you're not getting yourself into more trouble?"
Sam didn't know how to answer. She wasn't sure either. She didn't want to make any empty promises. Especially ones she couldn't keep.
She gives her mom a hug anyways. "We'll be okay."
A moment passed, and Denise had finally fallen asleep long enough for Sam to slip out of the house to go to Scott's house.
Once she walked in through the back, she saw Malia sitting on the couch, looking conflicted. "Where's Scott?"
Malia looks up. "He said he was going to meet with that Monroe girl.", she said. Sam frowned. "What the f -- alone???"
Malia nods, a sad look coming to her face. Sam softened, sighing. "He must've told you to stay back."
Malia nods again. "I just… I don't know how to tell him how I feel. About him, about all of this! It's… hard.", she says, dejectedly. Sam's eyebrows rose a bit as she walked closer to the werecoyote. "I think it'll get easier once all of this is over.", she says.
Malia looked at her. "How'd you do it? With Derek, I mean."
Sam's cheeks burned a bit as she stammers. "I – well, I can't say there was a lot of talking. I mean, we didn't really talk about it," She frowns as she remembers. "Now that I think about it, I'm starting to think I was doing a little too much talking…"
Malia frowned. "So we shouldn't talk about it?", she asked. Sam looked at her, shaking her head. "No, you two definitely need to talk it out. At least you'll have the chance to."
Malia let out a groan. "It's so complicated for no reason."
Sam nodded. "Welcome to life." She shakes her head. "Anyways, let's focus on the task at hand. I'm pretty sure even if he doesn't get hurt, we'll still have to get involved."
Malia looks up at Sam. “So we're not going to let him go alone?”
Sam frowns, "Hell no. Let's go get Lydia."
Malia, Lydia and Sam walked through the tunnels, quietly following the path towards the heartbeats they heard.
"She didn’t come alone.”, Malia muttered. Sam frowns, annoyed. “Of course she didn’t. This'd make this too easy."
Malia stops and looks at the girls. “There’s a guy armed with a taser gun around the corner.”
Sam lifted a darkened hand, but Lydia stopped her as they heard Scott's voice. “Trust me, he’s not the kind of person that you want to follow. He’s gonna lead you off a cliff.”
“Following me? No one here is following me, Scott. I’m merely an adviser.”, they heard Gerard. “This is because of you?”, Scott asks.
“That’s right. You’re negotiating with me, Scott.”, they hear Monroe taunt. Malia's small growl rumbles from her chest.
“Okay,” Scott sighs. “Tell me how to settle this. What do you want?”
“I want to see a werewolf beg for peace.”, Monroe tells him. Scott quickly agreed to her wishes. “Fine – okay, I’ll beg. I’ll–I’ll do whatever you want. Just tell me that we don’t have to kill each other. That we can find a way to make peace.”
Monroe lets out a chuckle. “That wasn’t quite what I was hoping for.”
“People are dying.”, Scott urges. Monroe counters him. “They’ve been dying. You only care now because it’s your people.”
Scott sweats. “You have to want something other than seeing us all dead. What if we leave Beacon Hills? All of us?”
“If you leave, we’ll follow you. We’ll hunt you down until every single one of you is gone.”, Monroe tells him. Scott frowns. “Some of us have actually been protecting you.”
“Don’t listen to him. He wants you to be afraid.", Gerard tells her but Scott argues back. “But you shouldn’t be afraid of us. We protect people. People like you.”
Monroe scoffs. “People like me? You don’t know anything about people like me.”
“So help me understand. Tell me what made you hate us so much.”, Scott pleads. Gerard found his begging entertaining. “I don’t think you want to press that button, Scott.”
Scott does so anyways. “Something happened to you, didn’t it? Something bad.”
A second passes before Monroe answers. “Bad doesn’t even come close. There was a faculty meeting that ran late one night. We were complaining about the new course rubric. I thought that was the worst thing I’d have to deal with that year. I was wrong. We all heard it, this sound coming out of the shadows. ‘Probably an animal’, they said, but not like anything I’d ever heard. When it moved, it moved faster than anything I’d ever seen. I saw teeth and claws, fangs… and then there was blood everywhere. I couldn’t believe I was still alive.”
The girls looked at each other with confused frowns on their faces. The beast hadn't been their fault to begin with. They were just as shocked to know about it.
“If one of us had been there…”, Scott sadly says, but Monroe cuts him off. “You were there, Scott. You, your friends, and the deputy. Don’t you remember?”
Scott doesn't say anything, so she continues. “Did you even think to check if anyone was still alive?”
Scott almost trembles. “I didn’t know–”
“You didn’t care.”, Monroe says. “How many people have to die so you could keep your secret? So your friends could carry on as if nothing ever happened? I was there. Lying under those bodies. Hiding and waiting for someone to finally find me.”
A moment of silence waves over before Monroe speaks up again. Malia and Sam's eyes widened at the clicking sound of a gun. “You shouldn’t have come alone, Scott.”
“He didn’t.”, Malia calls, and kicks the hunter with the taser gun in his chest, causing him to crash into the wall, watching as he falls down.
Sam's hair shines into a platinum white as she summons a large resin to stop the hunters from moving. Lydia stands behind her, arms ready to launch her screech if she had to.
Sam glares at Monroe as the hunters struggle to move. “I don't know why you think you're the only one to have gone through some terrifying shit. I don't know if Gerard told you, but we were teenagers when all of this started.”, Sam told her.
Scott looked at the girls. “We are not here to fight!”
Gerard smirks. “Well, then you came here to die.”
“We’re trying to protect you!”, Malia growls. Gerard looks at Scott. “You might want to control your Beta, Scott. She could get you all killed.”
Sam glares at Gerard, "You'd love that. There's something out there that's bigger and worse than you, Gerard."
“Something worse than supernatural cannibals?”, Monroe tells. The teens look at her and her face turns into satisfaction. “Yeah, I know everything now. Wendigos, Oni, were-coyotes… people being murdered as human sacrifices?”
“We weren’t even doing the sacrifices. If anything, we tried to stop them–” Monroe cuts Sam off. “And how many people lost their lives while you were trying?”
Scott frowns sadly. “Too many.”
“It was twelve!”, Monroe shouts. “There are people here who have lost their sons and brothers. And all that came out of an official report was an animal attack.”
“We lost people in those sacrifices too! But guess what, we still stopped it!”, Sam yelled, and walked up to her, only pausing when Scott grabbed her. “Us! We stopped it! Teenagers doing things the adults could've been doing! These past few years have been a shock as to why we even graduated, because we were too busy doing what you couldn't do.”
Monroe falls into silence, so Sam continues. “I never asked to get bit. I never asked for extra powers. I never asked to get beaten by his daughter," Sam points at Gerard. "Way before I got bit. He caused that. We never asked to be used as playthings to bring chaos into this city. We didn't cause this shit."
Monroe's face falters a bit. “We lost people. Kids our age.”, Sam says and looks at Gerard again. "He didn't tell you he'd almost killed his granddaughter just to get her out of the way."
Gerard remains stoic. "But who got her killed?" Scott looks down shamefully. Sam faces Gerard. "She died a hero. She died doing what your family loved doing. If she hadn't been trained to be a hunter, maybe she'd still be here.", she says, making Scott look at her with wide eyes.
Gerard raises an eyebrow. "And what of the Sheriff’s son? That poor innocent boy–”
"The poor, innocent, human boy who you almost beat to death because you couldn't get your way like a child?”, Sam asked, making Monroe's eyes widen. "Yeah, he's not here. He's living his life like he deserves."
Sam walked up to Monroe. "Actually, you should be thanking him if he were here, because without him, you'd probably be dead. He actually helped us take out every single thing that threatened this city including what happened 4 months ago."
Monroe frowned. "What happened four months ago?"
Lydia speaks up. “A Nazi Alpha werewolf from the 1940′s was chemically kept alive by these Dread Doctors who were responsible for bringing the Beast here. Things happened and he escaped the chemical coma, brought these memory erasing cowboys, who snatch people out of a city until the entire city is forgotten, only to be his supernatural army. They almost succeeded in making Beacon Hills a Ghost Town and you’re looking at the people, minus three, who stopped that from happening. However, unless you read up on the Wild Hunt in your supernatural research, you wouldn’t believe me.”
The hunters behind Monroe trembled, and their faces gradually turned fearful as they tried to look around the tunnels.
“What's…”, Malia muttered to Scott, but he tried to plead with Monroe once more. “We’ve all been through horrible situations we shouldn’t have. We’ve all lost somebody and you wanna get revenge. I get that, but just listen to me. Something escaped the Wild Hunt–”
Lydia's scream shocks Sam, distracting her from the hold. “Scott – Scott, it’s here! It’s here right now.”, Lydia yells.
“What?”, Scott asked. Sam looked at her in confusion. "What's here!?"
They turned around to see a bloody, skinless figure standing behind one of the hunters near Monroe who gained her feeling back and aimed her gun at the figure. “Get down!”
Scott pulled at the girls down a different path of the darkened tunnel crouching behind a wall. “Hey, stop! Stop shooting!”, they hear Monroe yell. Scott mutters to the girls. “I think that thing’s making them panic!”
"What the hell even is it?", Sam asked.
Malia gets up, growling. "Malia!", the other three yell as she rushes at the figure, and when she slashes her claw at it, it didn't damage anything. It was as if her hand caused it to disperse into the air.
She looked at her friends in confusion. “What are we supposed to do now?” Before anyone could answer, they looked up to see a lit flare dropping into the tunnel.
Scott grows his stance into defense. “What is that?”
“Backup.”, Lydia grins as Parrish jumps from the open grate and lands near them, his eyes glowing bright orange as he roars deeply at the skinless figure.
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Oneshot- Derek Hale
Derek Hale x reader fluff
This is extremely fluffy, I nearly puked sorry :)
(A little bit oc like but who cares :)
You and Derek have a nice Day together.
The bright morning light shone through the huge windows in the loft, waking you up softly.
You felt light breathing on your head making you you flutter your eyes oben to see you were cuddled into Dereks naked chest as he had his arms wrapped around you securely. You were clothed in Dereks T-Shirt and a pair of underwear which Derek was wearing too, speaking of lower part of the body, your legs were completely entangled in his, your leg between his and his leg draped around yours.
You enjoyed his soft breathing on your hair making little strands blow away.
You felt your nose was icy cold due to it being winter so you nuzzled more into his chest and warmed you up more, which must have woken him up a bit.
You felt him kiss the top of your head.
,,Good Morning.“
he said with a sexy morning voice.
,,Morning.“ you tried to say but it came out as a ‚mmnng‘ as your lips were muffled with his chest.
,,You’re cold“
,,mhm“
He wrapped his arms around you tightly and rolled you so you were on top of him with him lying on his back, he spread his legs so you’d be comfortable between them, which you totally were.
He pulled the blanket more up so it covered your shoulders, nearly reaching your nose as it only covered half of his chest.
You layed there for at least half an hour with him playing with your hair until your tummy decided to be hungry and ruining the beautiful position, he chuckled:
,,hungry?“
,,no“ You said not wanting to move.
He huffed in amusement, gave you a kiss on the head and sat up with you on his lap, your head on his neck. He then wrapped your legs around his waist and stood up, his hands hold your butt so you don’t Fall, which he loved. You wrapped your arms around his neck and hung your head under his chin, still tired af.
He tried getting you to sit on the stool in the kitchen but you just held on tighter, so he gave up, making you both a sandwich while your still clinging on him like a monkey.
As soon as he was done you jumped off and swooped the plate away, he smiled and joined you on the couch watching Rick&Morty on your new flatscreen TV. The last two months were spent with you decorating the Loft to look more comfortable, Derek loved it and helped you out, even the pack went out of their way to help.
Anyway, you were sat there with a sandwich, Derek knew you were still cold so he took the fluffy blanket and wrapped you both in it.
Once you both were done Derek got some strawberries and ate them with you, then he layed down with his head on your lap, head faced upwards so he could see you grinning down at him ,,what?” He asked smiling at your dopey grin, ,,oh, just that bit of strawberry on your mouth.” You said. He tried licking it away but you couldn’t stop laughing ,,now you really look like a dog.”
He rolled his eyes and went to wipe it off with his hand but you stopped him, gripped his hand, bent down and licked away the bit of strawberry on the upper lip, you went to go back up but Derek cought you in a soft and gentle kiss, resting his now released hands on either side of your face as he caressed your cheek up to to the back of your ear.
Derek broke the kiss for air, you kissed the tip of his nose like he did with you earlier and leans back on your lap.
Derek was never really cuddly with other people around, he kinda has this badass reputation going on but never when he’s with you, he would always make sure your okay, and never leave without a kiss and a ‚i love you‘, which you absolutely adored.
There was comfortable silence of you two watching TV, enjoying each other’s company.
Derek broke the silence: ,,What do you wanna do today?“.
You turned the volume of the TV down so you could hear him better.
,,Hm, let me think about it.“
You thought while caressing Dereks hair, it was very soft, but a still a certain roughness in it.
,,What about a date?” Derek asked as he turned to look at you.
,,Ouh we haven’t had one of those in a while!“ you said excitedly.
He smiled, got up and said:,, 8 o’clock here, wear something warm and comfortable, I’ll organize the rest.” Then he walked off to who knows where.
You were happy to be spending more time with him.
You stood up and started preparing for things not knowing what to bring.
[ 9 hours later]
(In that time you went shopping with Lydia and got some dinner with her, she’s kinda your bestie to go)
You sat on the couch, grey wool jumper, black jeans and a black coat, waiting for your Prince Charming.
Finally a knock was heard from the loft door. You opened it to see Derek in also a gray hoodie and black jeans.
He smiled as he saw you ,,You manage to look perfect In anything” he said as he intertwined his hand In yours, starting to lead you down the loft. You blushed, kissed his cheek ,,well good thing we’re matching, I guess we both were going for perfect.” You said smoothly, he chuckled and led you to his beautiful camaro.
As Derek drove through the streets he intertwined his right hand with your left hand, keeping them on the gear and one hand on the wheel. The radio played a familiar tune as you slightly bounced your leg to the song.
The car ride was silent, not bad silence but peaceful silence.
You were now in a parking lot in the woods. The moonlight shone perfectly around the trees and leaves.
Derek got out of the car and went to open your door before you could. He smirked while you rolled your eyes and laughed ,,always the gentleman.“
,,always“ he replied with a smile while taking your hand once again in his, leading you to the trunk of the car.
,,Is this the scene where the loving maniacal boyfriend kills the girlfriend in cold blood and drags her body in a hole he digged? That would explain why you were preparing for so long.” You gasped loudly for dramatic flaire.
,,The boyfriend might, if he’s tempted enough by his equally loving maniacal girlfriend.“ he sassed back, quirking an eyebrow, tilting his head and looking deep into your eyes. It was a look he often did, kind of his trademark look.
You both chuckled as he resumed taking the stuff out of the trunk.
You couldn’t really guess what you both were going to do because he his the stuff in two black duffel bags, you took one duffel bag and he took the other, he didn’t bother to argue because he knew you would rather stubbornly take the bag than give both to him since he’s more than capable of taking them.
After a little walk in the woods he led you to a clearing right by a lake.
It was beautiful, there was plenty of room to sit on, the Moon reflecting elegantly against the water.
While you were gushing about the prettiness of this place you didn’t seem to notice your boyfriend building up a little tent, there even was a picnic blanket on the floor, a basket and some lights around it.
When Derek was finished building up the tent you walked up to him and threw yourself on him in a big hug throwing him in the blanket with you, he laughed and kissed your cheek.
,,This is the best Derek! Like WOW! I love you so much.” You said while peppering kisses all over his face.
,,Aw I love you so much too, you big softie.” He said with a big smirk.
,,oh shut up I was trying to be nice so fuck off, you did great.” You said getting off and sitting next to him. He laughed ,,There she is.“ .
He brought out the basket and got some bread sticks out, some wine and some fruit. We started talking and eating throughout the night.
He suddenly stood up and held his hand out. You reluctantly took it as you didn’t know what his devious mind was up to.
,,Take your clothes off”
You raised your eyebrows, not understanding what he was up to. He got out a pair of swimming trunks for him and put them on. Normally you’d be uncomfortable undressing in front of a boyfriend because you were insecure, honestly though, who isn’t? Derek knew that and always reassured you that you were the most beautiful woman on earth, that’s why Derek isn’t just any boyfriend, you felt very comfortable in your own skin around him.
,,So you knew we would go swimming but decided against packing my swimsuit?” You asked, eyebrows still raised.
,,Well I thought it would be nicer in underwear?” He said smirking.
,,For whom?”
He chuckled and walked over to you, kissing you.
He pulled your sweater up while you kissed and undid your jeans. You pulled back, stepping out of your jeans.
He led you to the water, picked you up and threw you into the icy cold water.
You gasped as you resurfaced, seeing Derek laughing as you were flailing your arms around. You tried pulling him in but it didn’t work, you splashed him a couple of times. This continued a few times, you trying to get out but that resulted in you being tossed into the water again, again and again. Soon You began to shiver, so he went in the water and held you close. You rested your head on his neck as he did the same, playing with you hair.
You sat there for a bit before you started to shiver again. He held you tight and walked out of the water with you still on him. He layed out two towels as sat you both on them. He even brought a heater!? There was a power supply in the ground, bc this place was made for camping, it was shut down but the power weirdly still works, I suspect Derek bought the property. He said he used to come here for peace and quiet, when he needed to get away. We layed on the towels and wrapped in lots of blankets, stargazing, talking, joking and remeniscing o about the past.
,,You know I love you?“ he said suddenly getting serious and staring into my eyes as he held both my hands.
,,Of course! I love you too.” You smiled and stared back into his eyes.
,,No, you don’t know how much I love you.
Every day I wake up in the morning and see your beautiful face. Every time I see you I just want to hold you and never let go. I don’t want anything bad to happen to you so I try to be with you every day. I want to protect you forever, I never want to imagine letting go of you, never!
So I’m asking you this [Y/N] [L/N], will you marry me?”
He asked as he pulled out a little box, a beautiful ring with a diamond and the Hale Triskelion on It. To say it was gorgeous was an understatement.
You had tears in your eyes. Frantically nodding and breathing out multiple ,Yes’s before you kissed him passionately.
He was had the biggest smile while you kissed, his hands on you waist as you were now between his legs.
The night went on about you both talking about the future, making plans and what not. Derek wanted kids, a lot he said, you didn’t expect that since you never really saw him as a kids person but you can definitely see why, his own little pack.
You wanted to get married with all your closest friends, even Peter should be there.
You wanted to spend the rest of your life with this man. YOUR man.
When you both realized the excitement and the thought of being husband and wife settled in you could feel the temperature of you shared blanket space increase.
You decided to go to the tent since thing were getting a little steamy.
Oh what a wonderful night.
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New Life Pt.6
Word Count: 2,418
Characters: Derek Hale, Stefan Salvatore, Damon Salvatore, Zach Salvatore, Laura Hale, OC Characters, Reader
Pairings: Eventual Derek Hale x Reader
Warnings: angst, cliffhanger, some fluff
A/N: ---
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You walked into the house slowly, seeing all the lights on. Derek, Laura, Stefan, and Zach all stood around the table together, you could see the worried looks on their faces.
“Oh my god,” Derek ran to you, wrapping his arms around you tightly as you frowned.
“What the hell?” he yelled at you.
“Please, spare me the dramatics,” you groaned.
You could see the anger in Zach’s face as he approached you. You crossed your arms, looking up at him.
“To your room. Now,” he said softly.
“Before you punish me, just know that your brother’s body is outside,” Stefan’s face dropped, before he walked outside, met with an unconscious Damon on the floor.
“Oh my god,” Zach muttered.
He pulled him in, while Laura walked to you, putting her hand on your shoulder.
“What happened?” she asked softly.
“He tried to feed on me but didn't know I was on vervain. I shot him with silver after and here we are,” you explained.
Stefan walked to you, before Laura pushed your head gently, getting a clear view of the fang mark on your neck.
All you could feel was light stinging before she held your head, while you saw black veins appear as she took your pain.
“Are you okay?” she asked softly.
“Yeah, your brother’s a douchebag,” you laughed.
The three of them had a rather unamused look on their faces before Zach sent you to your room.
You were too tired to pick a fight or say no as you made your way to your room, Derek following close behind.
“Hey,” he said softly.
“What?” you asked, sitting on your bed.
“How do you feel?” he asked.
“Tired,” you replied.
You could feel yourself at peace, slightly. Damon was the one messing with you, he learned everyone about you, took your phone. He was behind your paranoia from the past week.
You laid on your bed before Derek came next to you.
“You’re kind of quiet. Are you sure nothing else happened?” Derek asked.
“I’m going to sleep. Can you text Dean and tell him I’ll go over tomorrow?” you asked.
“Still no phone?”
“Damon took it. It doesn't matter, we have him trapped now, but there’s no reason to tell Zach and Stefan and Laura what happened, we’re only gonna get in trouble for getting high and stuff. My phone wasn't on Damon, so he probably got rid of it. I need to go out and get a new one tomorrow.”
You wrapped the blanket around yourself, recalling your earlier conversation with Damon.
“Well… I’ll see you in the morning,” he walked out of your room while you felt a tear slip down your cheek before you quickly wiped it away.
Be stronger than this
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“Arms higher,” Derek wore his gloves, raising his elbows as he aimed for the paddle in your hand. You pushed his hand down, before striking him in the head with your hand as he groaned.
“Aren’t you supposed to tell me what you're doing before you do it?” Derek groaned.
“Monsters aren’t gonna tell you which way they're going, why should I? You need to be prepared and be focused on everything around you,” you said.
He laid on the floor, completely out of breath.
“It’s been three hours of this,” he groaned.
“Oh, it hasn't been that long. It’s only,” you looked at the clock, before hearing Stefan’s voice as he approached you two.
“What the hell are you doing down here?” he yelled.
“We’re training,” Derek raised an eyebrow, while you reached for his hand, helping you up.
“Damon is right there. I told you guys not to come down here,” Stefan replied.
You rolled your eyes, turning your back to him.
“Get some water. We’re trying again,” you could see the nervousness on Derek’s face, looking at Stefan then at you.
“Come on, we don't have all day. I have to meet Dean in a bit,” you replied.
“I told you guys to go upstairs,” Stefan sighed.
“Derek, hurry,” you said.
Stefan grabbed your arm, before pulling you up with him, using his speed to drag you to your room.
“I’m sorry, okay? Giving us the silent treatment isn't gonna fix anything. I’m sorry we lied to you, what more do you want to hear?” Stefan paced around your room as you let out a sharp exhale.
“I trusted you and Zach. You guys have lied to me this whole time.”
“You’re acting like you’ve never lied to me and Zach before.”
“Yeah, because I haven’t.”
“Oh, really? You two got high last week. You didn’t tell us. You lied to us about what happened last night, Damon said he cherished the conversation between the two of you,” you scoffed, crossing your arms.
“Not telling you and flat out lying are two different things.”
Stefan scoffed, before raising an eyebrow.
“You just proved me correct,” Stefan said.
“Go away,” you knew he was right but you wouldn’t admit it to yourself.
“Tell me what Damon said to you last night,” Stefan said softly.
He took a seat next to you, while you crossed your arms, leaning back on your bed.
“It doesn’t matter,” you shrugged, feeling your heart rate increase slightly. You knew Stefan heard it too.
“I don’t know why you have this mindset that makes you think you’re not allowed to let your guard down, or let people in. We’re not all here to betray you,” he put his hand on your shoulder, while you tried to ignore his words.
You looked at the clock, before shaking your head.
“Do we have an extra phone around here?” you changed the topic.
“Yeah… why, what happened to yours?” he asked.
“Broke,” you sighed.
He paused for a second, before sighing.
“Okay. Look, I'm sorry. Just take it easy on Zach, you know he didn't try and hurt you. He cares about you more than he cares about anyone. You’re like his daughter,” you wrapped your arms around yourself, before hearing Stefan’s phone go off.
He answered the call before his face dropped slightly.
“What happened?” you asked.
“Thanks for telling me,” he hung up the phone, before running his fingers through his hair.
He walked to his room, while you followed him. He opened his laptop, opening a news article that was emailed to him.
“Look,” you felt your heart stop, looking at the screen.
There were images of dead bodies, all with familiar faces. They were hunters.
“Damon did this,” you could feel your heart beating in the back of your head.
You were supposed to be there. But you weren't. You couldn't find your phone, you couldn't get in contact with them beforehand.
You clenched your jaw, before feeling anger rising in your chest.
You walked back to your room, hearing Stefan calling for you as you grabbed your gun, making your way downstairs.
“What are you doing, (Y/N)?” Stefan followed you.
You walked into the cellar. You could see a smirk on Damon’s face, with a glare on yours as you walked towards him.
“Oh, (Y/N). Want another taste of last night?” you could see the smirk on his face before you clenched your hand in a fist, aiming for his face.
“Who are you working with?” you grabbed his shirt, pushing him against the wall. He was too dosed up on Vervain to have a fighting chance.
“Why? Are you interested in being my partner in crime?” you pulled the gun from your pocket, pressing it against his chest.
“Wooden bullets. Answer me. Now.”
“Well, I don’t typically do partners,” Damon started.
“Last night. You were here, you were with me. These people all died. I’m asking you again, how did you do it?”
Stefan stood outside the room, unable to enter from the Vervain.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he groaned.
He tried to pull your hand off of him before your grip tightened.
“Tell me what else you're planning on doing. You have access to all these people, all these hunters. Are you going to kill them all?”
“You sound like a crazy person. I didn't kill anyone yet,” he replied.
“Don’t lie to me.”
“If I killed a group of hunters, I’d be singing about it. But I didn't. Do you think I would hide such a big accomplishment?”
You paused for a second. He wouldn't have.
“But… they… They texted me. You took my phone, you know they were supposed to work this hunt with me,” your grip on him loosened.
“You think I stole your phone?” you could see him laughing as you moved your hand to his throat, resting down.
“What do you know?” you asked.
“I've only been watching you for this month. Do you think I was the one messing with you last week? You really aren't as smart as you think you are,” you continued to press down on his throat, seeing him struggle to breathe.
“What did you see?” you asked again.
“A kid. Looked like he was your age,” you pulled off of him, while he fell to the ground, coughing.
You tried to think, taking a few steps back.
“Looks like I’m not the only villain in town,” you could hear his taunting voice as he tried to get up before you kicked him, watching him fall unconscious.
“What the hell was that? Tell me what’s going on. Now,” Stefan grabbed your arm as you walked out of the cellar.
“I don’t know what’s going on,” you said softly.
“(Y/N). Something is going on. Talk to me,” he sounded more worried than mad.
You sighed softly, shaking your head.
“What time is it?” you looked at the clock, your face dropping.
“Shit! I-I was supposed to meet Dean. He gets off in an hour. I gotta go,” you shook your head.
“Hey,” Stefan wrapped his arms around you tightly, while you froze. You hugged him back, while he stroked your cheek.
“I trust you to do what’s right. Text me and keep this on,” he handed you a phone, while you nodded softly.
“Stay safe,” Stefan said.
“You too,” you walked out of the basement, feeling your heart racing.
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“Hey,” you gave Dean a small smile, sitting at the bar.
“Hey! I didn't think you were actually gonna come,” you saw his face light up as you chuckled softly.
He walked to you, handing you a glass.
“What can I get you?” he asked.
“The strongest thing you have. Please,” he nodded, walking towards the other end of the bar.
“Here,” he poured the alcohol on your cup.
“Thanks,” you said.
You could feel the burn in your throat as you drank it, before sighing, resting your head in your hands.
“You look like you need a hug,” you scoffed, shaking your head.
“I’m tired,” you replied.
“Yeah, I’ll bet. Who was that guy from last night anyway? No offense, but he kind of looked like a creep,” Dean leaned against the bar, looking at you.
“You’re right about the creep card. He’s a total douchebag,” you shook your head.
“Stefan's brother,” you explained.
“I didn't know he had a brother,” Dean replied.
You shrugged, before looking up at him.
“So, how is shit?” you asked.
“Shit is crazy. This might be the worst summer we’ve had since… well, ever,” he replied.
“Oh, it’s just getting started,” you said.
“I wish it was already over. There’s nothing to do,” he sighed.
“Yeah, tell me about it,” there was a few moments of silence before Dean cleared his throat.
“I get off work in a few minutes. Wanna hang?” he asked.
“Why not?” you saw a smile on his face as he nodded, before walking away.
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You continued spending your day with Dean, seeing it was nearly nightfall. All the stresses and thoughts escaped from your head, leaving you with a sense of calmness.
“You know, for a boring summer, I had a good time today,” you and Dean sat next to each other in the park.
“I had a good time too. When you’re not obsessing over Basketball, you’re kind of a cool dude, you know,” he scoffed, shaking his head.
“I do not obsess,” he crossed his arms.
“In what world?” you replied.
“Okay, anyway, it’s starting to get late. I have work tomorrow,” Dean said.
“I’ll see you tomorrow then?” you smiled.
“Not sick of me yet?”
“No, not yet,” you stood up in front of him as he shook his head. You could feel warmth through your chest as he looked up at you, a grin on his face.
“Here, give me your number again. I’ll text you,” you pulled out your phone, seeing multiple messages flash across the screen.
“Sorry, one second,” you saw a missed call from Stefan, calling him back.
“What's going on?” you asked.
“Where the fuck have you been? We’ve been calling you non-stop!” Stefan yelled.
“What happened?” Dean put his hand on your shoulder, asking if everything was okay while you nodded.
“Damon got out. Derek tried to…” you felt your heart ache.
“What did he try to do?” your voice broke slightly.
“He tried to stop him. He’s injured, really bad,” you felt tears rush to your eyes before you took a deep breath.
“Where is he now?” you asked.
“I don't know. You’re still on Vervain, right?”
“Y-Yeah,” you said.
“Come back home. I don't care if you can defend yourself or whatever, but if he can’t feed off of you then he’ll want to kill you,” you clenched your jaw.
“Are you there?” Stefan asked.
“Yes. I’m on my way,” you ended the phone call, taking a deep breath before turning to face Dean.
“I’m really sorry, I have to go,” you started.
“Don't worry about it. I’ll see you,” you gave him a small smile, before making your way back home.
As you continued walking, you could hear the leaves crunching behind you. Your grip tightened on your gun, as you tried to peek back without looking suspicious.
You turned around, aiming your gun before shooting instantly. Damon wasn't going to get to you again.
“I take it this is a bad time for me to be in town?” you heard a familiar voice behind you as you tensed instantly, feeling your breath hitch in the back of your throat.
You slowly turned around, met with the face that you tried your hardest to forget during this past year.
“Jay?”
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Estábamos bromeando con un amigo @mcdonneeli sobre que tenemos muchos ships similares si no casi todos, pero que irónicamente ambos nos peleamos por el mismo pj a usar y por eso jamás podemos rolear las ships xDD entonces me puse hacer la lista a ver que dice mi compatriota desalmado.
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Alemania x Norte De Italia
Austria x Hungría [♥]
Dinamarca x Noruega
España x Sur De Italia
Prussia x Hungría
Prussia x Austria [♥]
Bleach
Ichigo Kurosaki x Uryuu Ishida [♥]
Ikkaku Madarame x Yumichika Ayasegawa
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Jet Link (002) x Albert Heinrich (004)
Digimon
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Dragon Ball
Goku x Vegeta
Durarara!!
Celty Sturluson x Kishitani Shinra
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Fairy Tails
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Get Backers
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Haikyuu!!
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Haru wo Daiteita
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Hunter x Hunter
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Jojo's Bizarre Adventure
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Kunzite x Zoisite
Michiru Kaiō x Haruka Tenou
Sakura Card Captor
Touya Kinomoto x Yukito Tsukishiro [♥]
Shingeki no Kyojin
Erwin Smith x Levi Rivaille
Marco Bott X Jean Kirstein
The Prince of Tennis
Inui Sadaharu x Kaidou Kaoru [♥]
Tiger & Bunny
Kotetsu Kaburagi x Barnaby Brooks Jr.
Uragiri wa Boku no Namae wo Shitteiru
Hotsuma Renjou x Shusei Usui [♥♥♥]
Cartoons
Adventure Time
Marceline Abadeer x Princess Bubblegum
Marshall Lee x Prince Gumball
Avatar: the Last Airbender
Jet x Zuko [♥]
Ed, Edd n Eddy
Kevin x Edd (Doble D)
Generador Rex
Rex Salazar x Noah Nixon [♥]
Happy Tree Friends
Lumpy x Russell
Shifty x Lifty
Splendid x Flippy
Scooby-Doo
Daphne Blake x Velma Dinkley
The Dragon Prince
Rey Harrow x Viren
The Legend of Korra
Korra x Asami Sato
Iroh II x Bolin
Voltron
Takashi "Shiro" Shirogane x Adam [♥]
Xiaolin Showdown
Chase Young x Jack Spicer
Series
9-1-1
Edmundo "Eddie" Diaz x Evan "Buck" Buckley [♥]
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Angel (Angelus) x Spike (William) [♥]
Willow Rosenberg x Tara Maclay
Carmilla
Carmilla Karnstein x Laura Hollis
Class
Matteusz Andrzejewski x Charlie Smith
Common Law
Travis Marks x Wes Mitchell [♥]
Cobra Kai
Daniel LaRusso x Johnny Lawrence
Deadwind (Karppi)
Sofia Karppi x Sakari Nurmi
Downton Abbey
Tom Branson x Thomas Barrow
Richard Ellis x Thomas Barrow
Eyewitness
Lukas Waldenbeck x Philip Shea
Grey's Anatomy
Mark Sloan x Derek Shepherd
Hannibal
Hannibal Lecter x Will Graham
Hawaii Five-0
Danny Williams x Steve McGarret [♥]
Hemlock Grove
Peter Rumancek x Roman Godfrey [♥]
How to Get Away with Murder
Oliver Hampton x Connor Walsh
Iron Fist
Danny Rand x Ward Meachum [♥♥]
Julie and the Phantoms
Alex x Willie
Las chicas del cable
Francisco Gómez x Carlos Cifuentes [♥]
LazyTown
Sportacus x Robbie Rotten
London Spy
Alex x Danny
Merlin
Arhur Pendragone x Merlin
Once Upon a Time
Regina Mills x Emma Swan
Regina Mills x Robin Hood
Shadow and Bone
Aleksander / The Darkling x Kaz Brekker
Jasper Fahey x Kaz Brekker
Star Trek
James T. Kirk x Spock
Leonard MCCoy x Spock
Malcolm Reed x Charles "Trip" Tucker III
Stranger Things
Billy Hargrove x Steve Harrington
Teen Wolf
Derek Hale x Stiles Stilinski
The Alienist
Laszlo Kreizler x John Moore
The Boys
Billy Butcher x Homelander (John)
The Irregulars
Billy x Leopold
Sherlock Holmes x John Watson
The Order
Hamish Duke x Randall Carpio
The Umbrella Academy
Diego Hargreeves x Klaus Hargreeves
The Walking Dead
Daryl Dixon x Rick Grimes
The Witcher
Geralt de Rivia x Jaskier
Torchwood
Jack Harkness x Ianto Jones [♥]
Travelers
Trevor Holden x Philip Pearson
Vampire Diaries
Alaric Saltzman x Damon Salvatore
Warehouse 13
Helena G. Wells x Myka Bering
Películas
Cloud Atlas
Rufus Sixsmith x Robert Frobisher
Sonmi-451 x Hae-Joo Chang
Inception
Eames x Robert Fischer
Dom Cobb x Robert Fischer
IT
Richie Tozier x Eddie Kaspbrak
James Bond
James Bond x Q [♥]
Rise of the Guardians
Sandman x Pitch Black
Star Wars
Baze Malbus x Chirrut Îmwe
Poe Dameron x Armitage Hux [♥]
The Old Guard
'Joe' Yusuf Al-Kaysani x 'Nicky' Nicolo di Genova
The Road to El Dorado
Tulio x Miguel
U.N.C.L.E.
Napoleon Solo x Illya Kuryakin
Libros
Harry Potter
Albus Dumbledore x Gellert Grindelwald [♥]
Harry Potter x Draco Malfoy
Blaise Zabini x Theodore Nott [♥]
Pansy Parkinson x Daphne Greengrass [♥]
James Potter x Severus Snape [♥]
Sirius Black x Remus Lupin
Shadowhunters
Magnus Bane x Alexander G. Lightwood
The Raven Cycle
Ronan Lynch x Adam Parrish
Richard Gansey III x Blue Sargent
Comics
DC Comics
Apollo x Midnighter
Clark Kent x Bruce Wayne [♥]
Diana Prince x Steve Trevor
Garfield Logan x Rachel Roth
Hal Jordan x Barry Allen
Pamela Isley x Harleen Quinzel
Jason Todd x Dick Grayson [♥]
Maggie Sawyer x Kate Kane
Roy Harper x Dick Grayson
Cassandra Cain x Stephanie Brown
Hernan Guerra x Kirk Langstrom
Michael Jon Carter x Ted Kord
Marvel
America Chavez x Kate Bishop
Azazel x Janos Quested
Gambit x Rogue
Erik Lehnsherr & Charles Xavier
Logan x Scott Summers [♥]
Natasha Romanoff x Bruce Banner
Shatterstar x Julio Richter (Rictor) [♥]
Steve Rogers x James B. Barnes [♥]
Theodore Altman x William Kaplan
Tony Stark x Loki Laufeyson [♥]
Vision x Wanda Maximoff
Wade Wilson x Peter Parker
Videojuegos
Assassin's Creed
Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad x Malik Al-Sayf [♥]
Ezio Auditore da Firenze x Leonardo Da Vinci
Bayonetta
Bayonetta x Jeanne
Detroit: Become Human
Captain Allen x Gavin Reed
Connor, RK800 x Gavin Reed [♥]
Elijah Kamski x Gavin Reed
Elijah Kamski x Leo Manfred [♥]
Kara, AX400 x Luther, TR400 [♥]
Markus, RK200 x Simon, PL600 [♥]
Nines, RK900 x Gavin Reed
North, WR400 x Chloe, ST200
Ralph, WR600 x Jerry, EM400
Simon, PL600 x Gavin Reed
Devil May Cry
Dante x Vergil [♥]
Nero x V
Final Fantasy VII
Cid Highwind x Vincent Valentine
Final Fantasy XII
Basch fon Ronsenburg x Balthier [♥♥♥]
Kingdom Hearts
Saïx x Axel
Metal Gear
Solidus Snake x Raiden
Overwatch
Gabriel Reyes x Jack Morrison
Resident Evil
Chris Redfield x Leon S. Kennedy [♥♥♥]
Claire Redfield x Moira Burton
Jake Muller x Leon S. Kennedy
Jill Valentine x Chris Redfield
Jill Valentine x Carlos Oliveira [♥♥]
Jill Valentine x Claire Redfield
Rebecca Chambers x Billy Coen
The Evil Within
Sebastian Castellano x Joseph Oda
Podcast
Welcome to Night Vale
Carlos x Cecil Palmer
Crossovers
Samurai Jack/Johnny Bravo
Johnny Bravo x Samurai Jack
Canon x Oc
Deadwind (Karppi)
OMC x Sakari Nurmi
Downton Abbey
OMC x Thomas Barrow
Locke & Key
Tyler Locke x OMC
OMC x Duncan Locke
Lost in Space
OMC x Don West
Pokemon
OMC x x James
The Dragon Prince
Soren x OMC
The Irregulars
OMC x John Watson
The Lord of the Rings
OMC x Legolas
Political Animals
OMC x Thomas James "T.J." Hammond
Resident Evil
Jake Muller x OMC
Star Trek
OMC x Julian Bashir
Warehouse 13
OMC x Steve Jinks
Wizards: Tales of Arcadia
OMC x Hisirdoux "Douxie" Casperan
Duplas de Actores
Aaron Paul x Hugh Dancy
Bradley James x Colin Morgan
Chris Evans x Sebastian Stan
Daniel Craig x Ben Whishaw
Daniel Sunjata x Aaron Tveit
Dominic Purcell x Wentworth Miller
Edward Holcroft x Ben Whishaw
Gabriella Pession x Richard Flood
Gabriel Macht x Patrick J. Adams
Hanno Koffler x Max Riemelt
Jamie Dornan x Cillian Murphy
Jensen Ackles x Jared Padalecki
Landon Liboiron x Bill Skarsgård
Mads Mikkelsen x Hugh Dancy
Matt Davis x Ian Somerhalder
Michael Fassbender x James McAvoy
Rami Malek x Martin Wallström
Scott Caan x Alex O'Loughlin
Shemar Moore x Matthew Gray Gubler
Tom Hardy x Cillian Murphy
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