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always-and-anyways · 1 year
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I think it’s so funny that the three women at this table are:
- Travis’ irl wife
- the fawn Chet’s been trying to bang
- Chet’s ex-gf
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fandomrewrites · 4 years
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Season 2; Episode 5: Venomous
Hello all! Get ready for a very protective reader in this chapter. This chapter really shows why I absolutely adore (Y/N) McCall. She will do anything for her friends, even if that means turning into a complete bitch. I hope you all enjoy this chapter and as always constructive criticism is appreciated!
Season 2; Episode 5: Venomous
Pairings: Scott McCall x Twin Sister, Lydia Martin x Best Friend
Warnings: None
Word Count: 2,930
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I sat in Coach’s class beside Lydia in the back of the room. In front of us Jackson, Scott, and Stiles seem to be having a heated discussion. “Listen up,” Coach says as he walks in, “Quick warning before we begin our review. Some of you - like McCall - might want to form study groups since tomorrow’s midterm is so profoundly difficult I’m not even sure I could pass it. All right, I need a volunteer at the board to answer the first question.”
I pay little attention to the midterm review but rather squint my eyes trying to read the boys lips. The only thing I can make out is Stiles saying Lydia’s name. Damn I really I hate not being able to read lips.
“Jackson, you have something you want to share with the class?” Coach asks seeing the boy’s conversation.
“Just an undying admiration for my Coach.” I roll my eyes at Jackson’s statement.
“That’s very kind of you. Now shut the hell up.”
Lydia is now at the front of the room, writing the answer to the question. Or at least, that’s what she should be doing. Instead of writing an answer she has unknowingly written ‘EMPLEHENOEMOS’ over and over again.
Coach starts calling her name, “Lydia?” He pauses when he finally gets her attention, “Okay then. Anyone else want to try answering? In English?”
The class starts laughing at Coach’s comment. All Lydia can do is stare wide eyed at the class with tears in her eyes. I quickly stand up grabbing both of our bags and gently pull her out of the room.
I lead her into the closest bathroom and place our bags on the sink. I then check under the stalls looking for feet. I notice someone is in the last stall and quickly knock on the door. “Someone’s in here.”
“I know. Hurry the hell up and get out.”
Not even a minute later the girl steps out of the stall and glares at me. “Who do you think you are? I’ll take however long that I want.” She slowly walks to the sink to wash her hands.
Lydia is biting her lip, refusing to cry until it’s just us two. “You’re going to wash your hands and leave quickly before I throw you out myself.” I snap.
The girl scoffs, “You wouldn’t dare.”
I take a step closer, my eyes narrowing into a cold glare, “Do you really want to take that chance?” The girl looks at me then turns on her heel and moves out the door.
I lock the door behind her then turn towards Lydia, “Okay, it’s just us. You can cr or talk to me freely now.”
On cue Lydia starts sobbing. She falls into me, wrapping her arms tightly around my waist. I quickly return the embrace and gently run my fingers through her hair, knowing it calms her down.
“Everything is going to be alright Lyds. I got you. I won’t let you go. I promise.” I whisper to her, placing a kiss on her head.
Once she starts to quiet down I whisper to her once more, “You know you can tell me if something is wrong? Even if it sound crazy, I’ll never judge you.”
She finally backs away from me slightly to look me in the eye, “I know. I just - I don’t know what’s going on.”
I nod in understanding and gently run my thumbs under her eyes to wipe away any remaining tears. She bites her lip then pulls me into another hug, “I love you so much (Y/N/N).”
“I love you too Lyds.”
*_*_*_*_*_*
I calmly sat down near Lydia in chemistry, not fully paying any mind to those around me. As more students pile into the class, Scott and Stiles grab chairs to sit on either side of us. We both throw them curious glances wondering why they rushed over to us and sat down despite the desk being for two people.
I lean over to whisper to Scott, who was sitting closer to me, “What’s going on?”
“Isaac and Erica are going to try and test the Kanima venom on Lydia.”
My eyes immediately harden into a glare as I subtly look over my shoulder eyeing the two werewolves. Erica was too focused on watching Lydia, but Isaac caught my eye and winked at me like he wasn’t planning on harming my best friend.
I scrunch my face up looking at Isaac slightly shocked by his new found confidence. I never really noticed him much before since he was always quiet, but I guess turning into a werewolf has a weird way of changing you.
I finally turn back to the front of the room as Harris starts speaking, “Einstein once said ‘Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; And I’m not sure about the universe.’ I myself have encountered infinite stupidity.”
Harris pauses as he looks right at Stiles. “So to combat the plague of ignorance in my class, you’re going to combine efforts through a round of group experiments. Let’s see if two heads are better than one. Or in Mr. Stilinski’s case, less than one. Erica, take the first station. You’ll start with - “
Before he can finish his sentence ever male hand minus Isaac, Scott, and Stiles, shoots up. “I didn’t ask for volunteers. Put your hormonal little hands down.” The hands all reluctantly drift down, “Start with Mr. McCall.”
“All right. Next two, (Y/N) you take the second table-”
“With Lydia?” I ask hopefully, an innocent smile on my face.
“No. You two will do well away from each other for once.”
“I beg to differ, we work exceptionally well together.” Lydia turns to me, an amused smile on her lips.
“Miss McCall take the second station and Isaac you can join her.” Harris replies, leaving no room for argument.
I grumble under my breath but move my things to the second table, Isaac joining me not even a minute later. Finally, all the pairs are together and the sound of glass vials clinking can be heard throughout the room.
“Scott caught me up with what you’re planning. Derek’s wrong. It’s not Lydia.”
“Yeah? How would you know that?” Isaac smirks.
“She’s my best friend. I know.” I pause, reading over the directions for the experiment. I can feel Isaac’s eyes on me, “If you do anything to her, I swear to God you’ll be sorry.”
I finally look back up to meet Isaac’s eye, “You know I’m a werewolf. You’re not very intimidating to me.”
I lean closer to him, “I don’t need to be supernatural to be persuasive or intimidating. It will do you well to remember that.”
The stupid smirk doesn’t leave his face, “You’re really hot when you’re angry.”
I scoff and open my mouth to reply but before I get the chance Harris announces that it’s time to rotate partners. Isaac stands, almost lazily, and winks one more time at me before making his way to Stiles.
This time I was partnered with Allison, “How’s Lydia?”
“Clueless about what’s going on.”
I nod my head, “Isaac didn’t tell me anything. But if it is Lydia, though I highly doubt it, they plan on killing her.”
“We won’t let the happen.” Allison reassures.
“I know.”
“Switch,” Harris calls from the front of the room.
Allison stand up, making her way towards Erica, I bite my lip watching Isaac sit beside Lydia. “What’s wrong?” I quickly look to my right, forgetting that I still needed to complete the experiment.
I instinctively roll my eyes at the sound of his, “Nothing's wrong Nate.”
“Please, we may not have talked in weeks but I know you. And I know that look. You’re worried about something.”
“Yeah well it’s none of your business. You lost your privilege to be concerned about me when you decided to cheat.”
“(Y/N/N)-”
I cut him off, turning to look him right in the eye, “(Y/N). Only my friends can call me (Y/N/N).”
Before he has the chance to reply Harris addresses the class, “Time. If you catalyzed the reaction correctly you should now be looking at a crystal.”
I gently pull out the crystal from the vial and slowly turn it. “Now, the part of this last experiment I’m sure you’ll all enjoy. You can eat it.”
“You can have it,” I mumble as I hand Nate the crystal. I turn my attention instead to Isaac and Lydia just a few seats away.
Lydia holds the crystal between her fingers. Just as she’s bringing it to her mouth Scott stands up, knocking his chair to the floor, “Lydia...”
He was too late though, Lydia turns to Scott, “What?”
“Nothing.”
I gulp, the venom didn’t affect her. But there has to be another reason. I know for a fact Lydia is not the Kanima. She can’t be.
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Stiles, Allison, Scott, and I quietly slip into Coach’s dimly lit office. Scott locks the door then turns to the three of us. “Derek’s outside. Waiting for her.”
“You mean waiting to kill her?” Allison questions, glancing at me.
“If he thinks she’s the Kanima? Then yeah. Especially after what happened in the pool.”
“It’s not her.” Stiles and I say at the same time.
“She didn’t pass the test. Nothing happened.” Scott replies.
“It can’t be her.” Stiles says.
“It’s not. She’s my best friend, there is no way it’s her. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s something because of the bite, but she’s not the Kanima. She’s probably just immune to the venom.”
“It doesn’t matter. Derek thinks it’s her. So either we convince him he’s wrong or we figure out how to protect her.” Allison says, stopping any arguing.
“I don’t think he’d do anything here. Not during school.” Scott says.
“What about after school?” Scott just nods so Allison continues, “What if we can prove Derek’s wrong?”
“By three o’clock?” Stiles asks.
“There could be something in the Bestiary.”
“You mean the nine hundred page book written in Archaic Latin that none of us can read? Good luck with that.”
“Lydia can read it.” All three heads turn to look at me in shock. “That’s how I recognized that it was Archaic Latin. We just have to tell her that it’s some weird new hobby. I just hate lying to her.”
“I think I know someone else who might be able to read it, so we don’t have to bring Lydia into it unless absolutely necessary.” Allison states.
Scott nods then speaks once more, “I could talk to Derek. Maybe convince him to give us a chance to prove it’s not her.” The three of us share a look but reluctantly nod, “All right. But if anything happens you guys let me handle it.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means you can’t heal like I do. I don’t want you getting hurt.”
Allison puts her bag on Coach’s desk and pulls out a crossbow, “I can protect myself.” She puts it down but Scott still doesn’t look convinced, “What? DId something else happen?”
“I just don’t want anyone getting hurt. If something goes wrong, you call me, okay? I don’t care if your dad finds out. Call, text, yell, scream, whatever. I’ll hear you and I’ll find you. As fast as I can.”
Allison nods. Scott continues, “We’ve got until three.”
He turns for the door, but pauses when he hears a snapping sound. He spins back, hand whipping in the air just in time to catch the crossbow dart from landing right in the middle of his face.
Stiles lowers the crossbow with a guilty smile, “Sensitive trigger on this thing-”
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As school ends Stiles, Allison, Jackson, and I rush Lydia down the nearly empty corridors. “If we’re doing a study group, why didn’t we just stay in the library?” Lydia asks.
“Because we’re meeting up with someone else.” Stiles says, constantly looking over his shoulder, clearly worried about any of the newly formed werewolves following us.
“Why didn’t they just meet us in the library?”
“That would’ve been a great idea. Too late.”
“Okay, hold on-” Lydia tries to stop but Jackson grabs her arm.
“Lydia, shut up and walk.” I glare at the back of his head, hating how he treats her.
About a minute later we were finally in Stiles’ jeep. I was sitting shotgun while Jackson, Allison, and a confused Lydia were in the backseat.
*_*_*_*_*_*
Finally pulling up to my house, I rush out to open the door and usher everyone inside as quickly as possible.
Once everyone is inside Stiles slams the door shut and locks it. He then proceeds to flip the dead bolt.
I go to the back door to make sure that’s locked, missing the conversation between the four still by the front entrance.
I make it back just in time to see Jackson and Lydia walking up the stairs.
A minute passes before we see Derek and his pack standing in the street, watching the house.
I now have a metal baseball bat gripped tightly in my right hand as I peer out the window, keeping an eye on the Alpha and his Beta’s. Allison calls Scott to update him an get him here as soon as possible.
As the sun almost sets, Allison starts pulling out her phone. “What are you doing?” Stiles questions her.
“I think.. I think I have to call my dad.”
“They’ll probably kill her too.” I snap.
Allison looks at me wide eyed but before she can reply I continue, “Whoever the Kanima is, has killed people. You’re dad - Gerard - will not allow them to live.” I explain more gently, “You can’t call them. Scott will be here.”
Stiles looks down at the crossbow in Allison’s hand. “I got an idea. Just shoot one of them.”
“Are you serious?” Allison looks shocked.
“We told Scott we could protect ourselves. So let’s do it. Or at least give it a shot, right?”
Allison nods, a bit hesitant. “They don’t think we’re going to fight. If one of them gets hit, I guarantee they’ll back off. So shoot one of them.” Stiles finishes.
“Which one?”
“Derek. Shoot him. Preferably in the head.”
I turn to look at Stiles with my best are you dumb look. “If Scott was able to catch an arrow, Derek definitely can. And I seriously don’t understand why you want him dead do bad.”
Stiles sighs, “FIne. Shoot one of the other three.”
Allison looks out of the window, “You mean two.”
My eyebrows shoot up as Stiles says, “I mean three.”
Stiles and I turn to look out the window again, “Where the hell is Isaac?” I ask.
Just as the words leave my mouth Isaac grabs Stiles, lifting him off his feet and tossing him across the room.
I instinctively raise the bat up getting ready to swing, but Allison beats me to it raising the crossbow. Isaac is too fast though, he knocks the weapon to the side, making the arrow hit the ceiling.
He then throws Allison across the room. Before he gets the chance to turn back around fully, I use all my strength to hit him hard with the metal bat. Unfortunately it has little effect on him.
I raise the bat once more but begin to speak, “If you leave Lydia alone I’ll make out with you,”
He tilts his head and allows a sly grin to appear on his face, “That’s tempting, but Derek gave me orders.”
“What are you his lap dog?” I scoff.
Before he can reply Stiles and Allison are back up and attacking. I hear Lydia call from upstairs, “(Y/N/N)? Allison? Stiles? What’s happening?”
Allison ran to the base of the stairs to answer, “Get back! Someone’s trying to break in. Go!”
Not even a minute later, Allison runs upstairs to try and protect Lydia. I can just make out her voice yelling, “It’s here... Stiles, (Y/N/N), it’s here!”
That’s the last thing I hear before I catch a glimpse of Erica heading up the stairs and shortly after Scott entering the house.
There is a powerful roar, then we open the front door. Scott tosse Erica and Isaac out towards Derek and Boyd. Scott steps out onto the porch, closely followed by Stiles, Allison, and I.
“I think I’m finally getting why you keep refusing me, Scott. You’re not an Omega. You’re already an Alpha. Of your own pack.” Allison, Stiles, and I share a look. “But you know you can’t beat me.”
“I can hold you off until the police get here.” Derek cocks his head, listening to the distant sirens. He must hear something else, something that Scott picks up too. They’re eyes move up, the rest of us following their lead.
On top of the roof, the Kanima looks down at us, it’s lips peeling back to reveal rows of sharp teeth. It opens its jaw and unleashes an inhuman shriek, my hands flying to block my ears.
Derek turns to Boyd, “Get them out of here.”
Lydia then steps out of the front door, “Would someone please tell me... What the hell, is going on?”
Everyone around me looks surprised that Lyda is till, well Lydia. Me though, my lips tug into a smug smile, I knew she wasn’t the Kanima.
After this thought passes through my head I can hear Scott whisper under his breath, “Jackson.”
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always-and-anyways · 3 months
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obsessed with the twins just saying 'we are not present actually'
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always-and-anyways · 8 months
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Matt said 'use your imagination' and the whole fandom really did huh
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always-and-anyways · 3 months
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my god 😂
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always-and-anyways · 3 months
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Feeling real emotional about Imogen holding Ashton’s hand and kissing their forehead and specifically that he let her do that
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always-and-anyways · 5 months
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Feeling some type of way about hero Ashton leaping confidently into lava and then Fearne leaping in right after him like DAMN
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always-and-anyways · 2 months
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Orym pushing Imogen and Laudna pushing back 👀👀
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always-and-anyways · 8 months
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Feeling unhinged about Liam talking about “that winged man” to Keyleth
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always-and-anyways · 3 months
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One of the things I forgot to factor in when I started with campaign 3 and then go back to watch other campaigns is that I miss Ashley like all the time
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always-and-anyways · 7 months
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“There’s something big in all their heads”
“Not anything bigger than what’s in yours”
No but LISTEN I’m so obsessed with the way Ashton will live and die for this group
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always-and-anyways · 3 months
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The difference between Ashton and Fearne sneakily giving Ashton the shard vs the whole team each doing something to help prepare Fearne for taking the shard
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always-and-anyways · 7 months
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ASHTON IS A TITAN????????
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always-and-anyways · 3 months
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Laudna talking to Keyleth about the bridge and freeing Vax feels a bit like her just trying to see her old characters mindset and a bit like keyleth clawing her way up through Marisha to free her guy
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always-and-anyways · 4 months
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“Don’t fucking leave! No I! I’m just calling it out now because I didn’t say it before because people’s shit is their business. But I’m just gonna say what needs to be said so don’t fucking leave”
😭😭😭
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always-and-anyways · 1 month
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Listened to You’re On Your Own Kid this morning walking to work and just thinking about little Imogen Temult reaching and reaching for her mom and her mom not reaching back and little Imogen growing up in a house where her father is afraid of her and a town where everyone rejected her and ya know
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