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Pack Mom - Derek Hale x Reader

Pairing: Derek x Reader

Prompt: You’ve always been the mother figure to everyone in the pack but when the pups start calling you mom they also start treating you as Derek’s mate, awkwardness and confessions ensue.

Warning: Smut! and other shit! :D

ENJOY!!

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You hopped out of your newly bought Mustang, you knew the pack would be shocked at your new car but the moment you saw the sleek black vehicle you knew it was the one. Your last car got trashed in a car chase with the Calaveras but you dug into your inheritance and decided to get something nicer. The moment one foot stepped out of the new car Stiles was on you with a million questions.

“Ohh my god when did you get this!? How does it run!? How much was it!?” You rolled your eyes but answered all of Stiles’ question calmly because you adored Stiles he was like a brother to you.

“Wow that is one beautiful car.” You heard a gruff voice say from behind you, you knew who it was but you turned around anyway with a nervous grin.

“I know she runs amazingly!” You exclaimed cheerfully which made Derek crack a small smile.

“Did he just smile?” Stiles stared at Derek with wide eyes.

“Yes Stiles I have the ability to smile.” Derek deadpanned.

“How come I’ve never seen you smile at anyone except Y/N? Well unless you count that deputy at the police station who you flirted with. Why don’t you smile at me?” Stiles rambled his arms flying around in an exaggerating manor.

“I smile at Y/N because she is about 5 times more attractive and 100% less hyperactive spaz.” Derek replied easily but when he said you were attractive your mind went blank, your heart started racing rapidly and you knew your cheeks were most likely bright red.

“Ooo Derek and Y/N sittin’ in a tree K I S S I N G fir-”

“Stiles shut up before I rip yo-”

“First comes love!” Erica popped up out of nowhere and started singing along.

“Then comes marriage!” Liam exclaimed as he burst out the door with a grin on his face.

“Then comes a baby in a baby carriage!” The three of them shouted together, at this point you knew your face was bright red so you buried your head in your hands willing it to go away.

“Then comes a divorce because she finally realises how grumpy Derek is.” You heard a cheerful voice at which made you look up to see Peter.

“Derek’s not grumpy.” You huffed at Peter which made everyone turn to you.

“Oh so no divorce?” Peter smirked knowing he’s caught you red handed.

“No! I mean-We’re not…And he’s not-Fuck my life!” You screamed storming into the house the pups soon following behind you.

You sat down next to Isaac and Liam as soon as the pack meeting started, they were both sat very close but you knew it was because contact made them calm. As Derek went through everything he needed to you stared at his chiselled face, the abs that you could see through his tight shirt and his ice green eyes as they darted to and from each pack member who asked question.

As the meeting came to a wraps Liam already had his head on your shoulder and Isaac had his on your lap you glanced at both of them smiling but knew you had to move if you wanted to get started on making dinner.

“Liam honey I need to go start on dinner.” His head shot up, nodding before running off to play video games with the boys.

“Isaac sweetie I need to go make food.” You giggled when he nuzzled into your lap more, you ran your fingers through his hair softly before looking down at his face realising he was sleeping. You lifted his head gently and set it on a cushion once you had moved. His face twisted in one of a lost puppy and he reached for anything he could.

“M-Mama..” He whimpered as his hand touched mine. Suddenly you were aware almost all the packs eyes were on you. You wanted to be embarrassed but you couldn’t be because it didn’t feel weird to be called that by the pups.

“Can I ask why everyone feel like that is something to gawp over?” You snapped in a motherly tone which soon made them lower their heads. As so finally got round to making tea you could hear Isaac shouting at the tv which you assumed to be because of a video game, suddenly Jacksons voice cut through the conversation.

“Aww is mama’s boy losing? Why don’t you go-”

“JACKSON JOHNATHAN WHITTEMORE!” you screamed as you shot out the kitchen door straight into the living area. Jackson froze and dropped his controller.

“Apologise right now!” You shouted as everyone seemed to freeze. Derek seemed ready to jump in but you knew he didn’t need to.

“Sorry Isaac..” You dipped his head slightly as if he’d been scolded by his mother.

“Now who’s a mama’s boy?” Stiles snorted which made your eyes shoot to him.

“Mieczyslaw Stilinski! Get in this kitchen and help me make food!” Everyone stared at you wide eyed making Stiles flush.

“How the hell did you pronounce that so perfectly!? I can’t even pronounce it and I’m his best friend!” Scott exclaimed as everyone stared at you then Scott. You ignored Scott question and followed an embarrassed Stiles into the kitchen.

After you finished making dinner you had the pack set the table and carry the excessive amount of food to the table. You all sat down, staring at the various foods you had made. You sat to Derek’s left and Scott was on his right. You noted that everyone let Derek eat the first bite which was normal because he was the Alpha but when everyone stared at you, you looked to Derek for help.

“Why is everyone looking at me?” You asked confused by everyone’s actions.

“The first person to eat in the pack is the Alpha then his mate, then the Alpha’s second.” Lydia stated calmly as she smiled over at you.

“But Scott is Derek’s second not me?” You replied, your left eyebrow raised slightly.

“But your Derek’s mate. Right?” Isaac asked from the seat next to you.

“What?” You looked back to Derek who was staring at Isaac with the same confused look.

“Guys we’re not dating…” Derek shifted awkwardly in his seat as he spoke it made your heart clench painfully at the fact he was uncomfortable with the idea of dating you.

“Oh sorry the idea of dating me seems so farfetched to you.” You growled at him making everyone freeze for what felt like the millionth time tonight.

“That’s not what I was saying Y/N.” Derek stated softly as he stared into your Y/E/C eyes.

“So what were you saying Derek?” You sneered and everyone seemed to shrink into their seats.

“Well I didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable with everything they were saying…” He whispered his voice trailing off slightly.

“In what world would anyone be uncomfortable with dating Derek Hale?!” You screeched staring at him like he’d grown another head.

“Well if you wanna play that game fine! In what world would anyone be uncomfortable with dating Y/N Y/L/N!” He retaliated harshly.

“So then why aren’t you guys dating?” Liam spoke up softly, everyone turned to look at the youngest of the pack his head held high as if he’d knew he’d said something smart.

“Because Derek doesn’t like me the way I like him and you know this!” You whisper yelled to Liam but realised that you’d said it loud enough for everyone to hear.

“You like me?” Derek asked making you turn your attention to him, your face now bright red.

“Can we talk about this after diner please? I’d like to at least enjoy the food I cooked before you flat out reject me.” You mumbled softly before pushing the food around your plate. You looked up to Derek who was now out his seat. Before you knew what had happened you were yanked out your seat, one of his arms firmly wrapped around your waist and the other hand cupped your cheek.

“Do you like me?” He asked again with more heat and curiosity in his voice, his green eyes stared into yours making everyone else disappear. You nodded softly as your eyes flicked from his to his lips. His lips met yours in a soft yet passionate kiss, after a few seconds of small kisses that stole your breath away you were pulled out by the sound of Isaac’s voice.

“Ew it’s like watching your parents make out.” You pulled away flushing slightly before looking up at Derek who sent you a pantie melting grin which made your knees weak.

“Can we eat now I didn’t slave over a hot stove to eat cold food?” Stiles grumbled which made me turn to him with a raised eyebrow daring him to take all the credit.

“I mean let eat this delicious food mama made and then make sure to give her a foot massage later?” He grinned over at your cheekily.

“Stiles shut up or I will rip your thr-” Derek stopped mid-sentence as you shot him the same look.

“I mean let’s eat then put on Y/N favourite film?” Derek mumbled his eyes wide.

“See now you’re getting it. Okay time to eat.” You giggled pressing a gentle kiss to Derek’s cheek.

After dinner you all put on a film and cuddled on the giant L shaped couch. Everyone was touching in some way with and Derek in the middle of what could only be classed as a puppy pile. You could stop to scared thought that this could just be another one of your dreams about Derek but every time you count your fingers and thumbs you had ten altogether. You buried you head into Derek hard chest which was surprisingly comfortable. You drew shapes absently on Derek’s chest as your listened to his heart beat. Every now and then it would rise and become louder but other than that it was a calming tempo.

Eventually everyone started leaving until you were the last on left in the newly re-built Hale house. You shuffled about as Derek walked you to the front door. As you were about to put your shoes on Derek stopped you grabbing your face and kissing you with so much emotion and roughness you knew your lips would bruise. When he pulled away, you let out a small whine from the loss but opened your eyes to look into his.

“God I’ve wanted to do that all night but I felt like I’d scar the pups.” Derek sighed softly as he started regaining his lost breath.

“Derek…What are we?” You asked softly as his hands made circles on both cheeks.

“You’re mine and I’m yours.” He responded calmly, his hands slipping into your hair. When he gripped your hair slightly you let out a whimper now thoughts of him claiming you, his eyes glowing red as he made you submit, made their way into your head. You soon started to feel your panties grow damn which as soon as Derek took a deep breath through his nose you knew he smelt because his eyes changed from icy green to crimson red.

“Stop.” He growled as your arousal got worse as his red eyes stared into yours.

“I can’t stop the fact that you turn me on Derek.” You chuckled softly, biting your lip so stop another whimper escaping when you felt his hand grip your hair tighter.

“You smell so sweet.” His left hands moved to grip your hip as he drew you closer towards him.

“If you don’t leave now I’m going to take you upstairs and claim you.” Derek growled into your ear, his fangs grazing against the shell of your ear.

“Then do it.” You panted as his mouth moved to your neck.

“You sure that’s what you want I mean we only star-”

Before he could continue rambling you grabbed him by the back of the neck and pulled him down for a bruising kiss. Both his hands gripped your waist in a tight hold but you didn’t care if he left bruises it just meant that Derek wanted you that much he couldn’t control himself and to you that felt empowering.

“Yes I’m sure I want Alpha to claim me.” You whined softly as you pulled away from the kiss.

He didn’t answer with words instead chose to growl at my choice of words, there was something extremely attractive about his red eyes and growls that went straight to your core. You step back from him and pulled off your baby blue summer dress you were currently wearing, leaving you in your underwear, a strapless nude pink bra and matching panties. His eyes roamed over you hungrily as you made your way up the large set of stairs, swaying your hips seductively as you went. He was soon chasing after your almost fumbling like a horny teenager to get his shirt off.

Once you reached his room, you crawled onto his bed on all fours. He made his way over to you gripping your hips tightly. His right hand slowly made its way down your back pushing softly on your shoulder blades so you were face down with your lace clad ass in the air. You giggled shaking your ass at him playfully making another feral growl emit from his chest. He playfully slapped your ass making you playfully moan at him. You knew at this point you were so wet that your panties were likely soaked. His right hand made it way down my back to my ass before skimming over your lace cover pussy.

“Jesus you’re so wet.” He groaned as if this fact caused him and his dick physical pain.

“Mhm because Alpha makes me wet.” You gasped as he moved your panties to one side and ran his index finger through your wet folds.

“What does Alpha’s little kitten want?” He whispered as his lips gave small kisses to your ass cheeks which made you whine softly.

“Want Alpha’s tongue.” You managed to whisper, your hands gripping the sheets tightly in anticipation. Instead of responding he ripped your panties off, his tongue delving into your pussy as soon as the shredded panties were thrown away. You let out a breathy moan as his tongue dipped into your hole, fucking you roughly with his tongue before moving his attention to your clit giving slight kitten licks making you whimper before trying to push back on him. His hands gripped your hips keeping you firmly in place as he continued his ministrations on your dripping core. Soon his fingers entered the mix, his two fingers slowly pushing in and out making your moans louder. He started sucking on your clit making your orgasm start towards the edge.

“D-Derek am gonna’ cum.” You stuttered out barely able to even form the sentence but these words only made his finger go faster and his licks and bites get rougher. You finally felt yourself fall gripping the sheets, his name repeatedly falling from your lips over and over. Finally as you started to come down his attention stopped and you were flipped onto your back.

“Would like to stop now Y/N?” He asked as he hovered over your body his shirt gone along with his jeans leaving him in boxers with a very large noticeable hard on showing. He tucked some of your Y/H/C hair behind your ear, his actions soft and loving making you smiles up at him tiredly.

“No I want you to make love to me.” You smiled at him lovingly as he leaned down kissing your forehead. He nodded as he grabbed a condom from the nightstand, carefully rolling it on. He lifted your legs gently wrapping them around his waist, his tip now teasing your entrance. He looked at you one last time as if asking once again if this was okay but instead of answering verbally, you brought him down for a reassuring kiss. He entered you slowly your back arching softly as you gripped onto his bicep with one hand, the other gripping the sheets. You had only had sex once when you were 17 but he was a lot bigger than the guy who took your virginity. He stopped as soon as he was fully inside of you he looked down to make sure you were okay.

“You okay baby?” He asked softly caressing your face.

“Y-Yeah this is only my second time ever having…” You drifted off yours cheeks flushing tenfold.

“You should have told me I’d of prepared you more!” He whispered yelled his voice full of panic and apologies.

“It’s okay Der I’m fine now you can move.” You whispered bring him down for a chaste kiss.

He looked uncertain with your words but you moved your hips up letting out a gasp followed quickly by a moan. You moved your arms to rest around his neck pulling him down for a slow yet passion kiss as he began with slow thrusts that made you moan into the kiss. He supported himself on one arm and used the other to run his fingers through your L/S hair. He kissed the corner of your mouth as his thrust got harder but not faster. His lips placing a trail of kisses to your neck.

“Shit Y/N…Feels good.” He moaned huskily into your ear.

Your moans were gentle and worn out as you felt yourself building again. When you clenched around Derek slightly brought his hand down to draw circles against your clit. His panting and gasps getting heavier as his thrust became more uneven and messy. His other hand gripped the sheets as he felt you finally cum around his shaft.

“Derek!” Your voice shouted out as you felt yourself cum for the second time.

“I’m cumming…” He gasped as he thrust into deeper than before, making you rasp out a quiet moan. As he came his thrust became more uneven and slowed down before coming to a stop. You were both panting as he took the condom off. He tied it throwing it into the bin before he collapsed next to you. He pulled the covers from under both of you making sure your naked body was covered as he drew you in until your head was on his chest.

“I love you Y/N.” He whispered as he kissed your head, running his fingers through your hair.

“I love you too Der.” You murmured before you felt sleep take you.

I guess being pack mom isn’t so bad after all.

-> Part 2

#derek hale #derek hale x reader #derek hale x you #reader insert #reader #teen wolf #tw #teen wolf imagine #smut #fluff #pack mom #pack mom reader #hale pack

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starshipsofstarlord · 11 months

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Little Rascal

The pack discovers that Peter has a life that he cares about hidden in Beacon Hills. A wife and a son that they have never before met (1.4k)

Warnings - fluff, pet names, dad!Peter, brief mention of murder and sex, Peter’s secret little life, threats, season 4 based yet loosely different with how Peter goes about working with Scott, deadpool

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To say that Peter was glad to be home, away from all of the chaos that he contributed within the McCall pack, was a dangerous understatement. He hates being away from his own little world, for he cared for those he had in it, and he was a whole different person whilst he was there.

Home, it was the first time in a long duration of such where he felt as though he could call a place that. But it wasn’t just the environment, it was also those that lived in it alongside him, he loved the mundane aspects, how he could relax on the sofa and not have to worry about the ghosts that were in his scorned past.

“Honey Bee.” Peter called out to his sentimental lover; the only one he could love other than his troublesome young son. The dismissive clatter of dishes reached his ears as they were placed in the kitchen basin, and his love came to stand before him as he was seated on the couch, a tiny monster of his own creation clasped with his arms around his mothers legs.

“Yes darling?” She spoke softly to him, combing through her son’s dark locks with her maternal fingers, and the sight made the big bad wolf smile a real smile, one of happy content. Y/N’s head was cocked to the side as she enquired on why he called for her presence, and the man stood, untangling his child from around his wife’s legs and brought him up into his arms.

Taryn was weightless, yet he weighed down Peter’s heart heavy with loving adoration. He could not wait until he and Y/N procreated another little critter that would run around their home just the same as the one he held did. It was the best thing to ever happen to him, being a father.

He had not watched Malia grow up, and that was nothing short of a shame, but now he had the chance to do better and be there as he was more than well aware of the ever encompassing presence of his youngest child.

“I-“ before he could speak on what he had planned, there was an ever so stiff knock rattling on the front door to his secret haven. A derelict sigh made the man roll his tortured eyes as he steadied Taryn more securely upon his hip, pressing a firm peck to his wife’s temple before stepping towards the entrance to their home and unlocking the barrier that protected all that he cared for to onlooking eyes.

And there on the other side was formidably confused pack members, of which he occasionally aided, his only surviving nephew included. His arm propped more securely around his son as he glared with lack of impression, bemused about his unexpected visitors.

They shouldn’t have been here, he hadn’t even let them know the whereabouts of his address, and thus they must have tracked his scent to here. “Can I help you?” The old alpha scowled, his expression creasing even more when Derek dared to take a step closer. “That’s your son.” His raven haired nephew stated, picking up on the boy’s familiar scent.

“You have a kid, other than Malia?” Stiles retorted, feeling rather glad that his werecoyote girlfriend had not accompanied them to their destination. Scott too was rather surprised, he had expected that Peter had nothing driving his life other than a blood lust for power, however it appeared that they had all been wrong. There was a piece of him that was surprisingly human, and it was something that none of them had ever expected to uncover.

After all he had done, perhaps he had committed his wrong doings for another reason than vengeance; he was protecting his own little pack. “Peter, we need your help.” Scott stated with his soft alpha demeanour, understanding if he were unwilling to give his aid at this particular time. He had never been a fan of Peter, not after changing him to be a werewolf against his will, and especially not after threatening the lives of those he cared about, but he had to admit, he conditioned a heart felt feeling for the man. It wasn’t quite happiness, but it wasn’t not happiness either.

“I guess you’ve caught me in a good mood.” It was something the pack members had rarely witnessed, Peter was hardly generous, but he wanted to try and be a good example for his son. “Come on in - but don’t make yourselves at home. I’d prefer for this to not take too long.”

At least his blunt honesty wasn’t peculiar behaviour, and thus with wary footsteps Stiles was forced by Scott’s hand upon the back of his shoulder to enter the home of Peter Hale. “What’s your kid’s name?” Derek asked, curious about his newly discovered cousin. The kid shyly bowed his head, his locks falling before his eyes as Peter placed him like a feather on the floor.

Taryn was preferable to remain in Peter’s shadow. Tucking his hands around his father’s legs as he adapted to the strangers that his father had invited inside. Without hesitancy, despite the company he had, Peter crouch’s down and comforted his son. “It’s okay, you can introduce yourself. These are… some friends of mine.” He’d have rather proclaimed them as acquaintances however that would unsettle Taryn, and it wasn’t exactly the truth.

“My name is Taryn.” The spawn of Scott’s first enemy quietly spoke, making his father proud for doing so. “Why don’t you go to your room son, I’ll be right in after talking to my friends.” The boy needn’t be told twice, he was shy, especially around the rare amount of strangers he had met, and so he gladly trotted off down the hallway, giddy for his ‘daddy’s friends’ leave.

Peter stood up straighter and cleared his throat. “What is it that you needed from me?” His stoic demeanour returned as he expectedly awaited an answer to those that brought constant chaos into his now calm life. “Perhaps to know who would have a child with you, the mass murderer that went around the town killing only for it all to be blamed on a mountain lion.” Stiles scoffed, shocked that someone would willingly procreate with such a monster.

“That would be me.” A voice startled the sarcastic boy, one of feminine grace and beauty which astounded Stiles whom was gasping at the sight of the goddess like creature that stalked in the room before them. “Do we have a problem here darling, or do I need to rip a tongue or two out to bring some quiet back to our home?” Her eyebrows raised as she glowered upon the folk that were crowded in the entryway, looking to her husband for confirmation.

“It’s fine Y/N.” It wasn’t very often that Peter called her by her name, however he was on edge for the seriousness that was contorting the faces of the pack members. “But what I am wanting to know is what isn’t fine, since I assume that’s what you lot were going to tell me.” Derek inhaled through his nose as Scott stepped closer, understanding that the threat was far larger to Peter than he had earlier anticipated.

“There’s a dead pool for supernatural creatures. They are going to try and kill us for money, your money in fact. And I’m willing to bet your family are on the other parts of the list; so, are you willing to help us protect our kind, or will you run, like you always do? I’d understand if you did the latter, I never knew you had a son and a…”

“Wife.” Y/N finished the sentence for Scott, crossing her arms as she stood closer to her husband. “If you need help, you have mine, I will do anything to protect my son.” It was unexpected however Derek nodded in appreciation for her words. Peter weaved his fingers through hers as he ogled worryingly at his beauty, and he was the beast, a beast that was to be hunted and fighting for the life of his family.

“Our son.” He spoke humbly, becoming protective as he thought of all he had to lose. “Just tell us what you want us to do Scott, but remember, our priority is Taryn, his life is more important than any other to us. I will not save a life if it means risking his, but we will do our best.”

“I understand.” Scott said harmlessly, for the first time gracing his maker with a smile. None of this would have tied the alpha up in this mess if Peter had never bitten him, however there was nothing for him to do that would erase that past. “And thank you, I’m glad that we’re on the same side when it comes to this.”

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wheredidhiseyebrowsgo · 7 months

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Any Preggo!Stiles fics? (Cause I swear I read them all).

Hi @disneyprincessbuffyannesummers! I hope some of these are new to you.

You Smell Off. by Maria (Queenofcarnage)

(1/1 I 113 I Teen I Sterek)

Stiles smells, well off.

Not there yet by BlindBunny

(1/1 I 551 I General I Steter)

A caring Peter and a very pregnant Stiles being cute and shit

Don't you forget about me by Anonymous

(1/1 I 2,100 I Mature I Steter)

The one where Stiles forgets

In the Family Way by A Devil Like You (ShootToWin)

(1/1 I 3,924 I Explicit I Sterek)

Derek brushes their noses together when he pulls away and cleans Isaac with broad, long strokes of his tongue before pulling the boy close by the softness of his smooth, little ass. “Your mama needs to be stretched, we need to make room for the new baby to come. Could you help?”

Monday I can Fall Apart but by Friday I’m in Love by tryslora

(1/1 I 5,609 I Mature I Sterek)

It's just past five in the morning and Stiles is barely awake, wearing only sleep pants that hang low below his pregnant belly, and he can't get the damned brand new jar of decaf coffee open. But he has a neighbor, and he's too tired to think that waking someone else up at this hour might not be the best (or politest) of ideas.

I Think You're Something I Can't Have by sweetbutterbliss

(1/1 I 7,884 I Explicit I Sterek)

Derek never thought he'd ever get the opportunity to be a dad, but now Stiles is telling him that he's pregnant. He wants the best for Stiles, and surely that doesn't involve having a baby at 22. With Derek, of all people.

Add Another to Our Brood by modestfuckup

(1/1 I 7,950 I General I Sterek)

“Sorry, I got a little sick and big man here threw a tantrum when I wouldn’t let him throw up too,” Derek thinks that that is strange. Stiles hadn’t said anything about feeling sick earlier, and even if he did Stiles only ever gets sick when he’s pregnant…

Oh.

Or the one where Stiles and Derek are in an airport with their pups, Stiles might be pregnant again, and Derek might be freaking out about it.

Through the Dark by WriteByNight

(11/35 I 93,401 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles is down on his luck and out of money, just trying to finish his last year of college. Out of ideas, he goes to donate his sperm and meets Derek Hale, who is looking for a surrogate to carry his and his infertile girlfriend's baby. Stiles is instantly attracted to the alpha werewolf, but pushes his feelings to the side in order to fulfill Derek's dream for children.

Derek and Stiles grow close, but try to deny the feelings growing for one another because as soon as the pregnancy is over Stiles will have to give the baby over to Derek and Braeden, and walk out of their lives. However, the closer he gets to his due date, the harder it is to come to terms that he'll have to let go of the man he's come to love.

Bring my heart to heel by Heyokaooohshiny

(30/? I 126,991 I Explicit I Sterek)

Derek Hale leaves Stiles bereft after a one-night stand. After exposing his heart to the older man, someone he trusted intrinsically to at least remain friends, Stiles finds himself unintentionally abandoned by the last person with which he had any hope. With nothing left to lose Stiles uses the cover of a school trip to run away from the pack. He finds out soon after that Derek left him with more than just painful memories. He meets a witch who becomes a much needed friend.

Settle Down by wearing_tearing, whatthehale

(19/9 I 153,890 I Explicit I Sterek)

Stiles is a struggling author barely making ends meet.

Derek is a successful architect whose biological clock is ticking.

Enter a surrogacy agency, two packs, and a particularly sticky and toe curling heat week and you get a match made in heaven.

#teen wolf #sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #mpreg #pregnant!stiles #alpha/beta/omega #steter #peter hale

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blue-the-hedgehog · 7 months

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Teen Wolf 2x12 but it goes a little different.

He really had a shitty year. He wouldn’t dare to compare it to his friends but he really had a shitty year. Ok maybe Scott turning into a werewolf because of him was not good but at least he wouldn’t die of an athma attack and he became captain of the lacrosse team, ok maybe jackson turning into a manipulated lizard wasn’t fun but he half bring it upon himself as he was so obsessed about taking the bite to became the best , ok Lydia being hurt and manipulated by Peter Hale and her feeling like she is going crazy wasn’t good but now that she knew she seem a little better tho, ok Isaac’s father being killed will the boy was facing his new found wolfiness wasn’t good but he deserved it and he knew that Isaac would come around at some point, ok Boyd and Erica being hunted and tortured weren’t the best way to came into your new superpowered self and ok Allison had saw her aunt throat being ripped of and her mom killed herself, they were both psycho but still it was not fine. Now he was in his jeep with Lydia Martin after he get to find her. He had pushed her away but when his dad had told him that he was a hero, which he wasn’t really, he get back to find her. He had a phone call from Erica telling him that her and Boyd where free because of Chris Argent. it was good ! At least one good thing! Alright maybe he should have get to Allison after her mom’s death and get her into the really VIP club of the-ones-with-dead-mom… maybe she wouldn’t have been so quick to hunt Derek and his pack. Oh he should have bring Derek in the club too! The three of them would have bound around this similarity and maybe everything would have been fine!! Does Scott have told her why Derek at bite her mom? No, he certainly didn’t… So he should have told her and they all should be a little angry at Scott because she should have been, and Derek can be too because Scott always put every bad thing on Derek, and Stiles is angry too because his best friend never asked if he was alright! And always ditch him for his girlfriend! Talking about motherless people, he should have extend the invitation to Isaac too!

That what he was thinking when he tumbled into the warehouse and hit Lizard-Jackson. Everybody looked at him and Lydia as they jumped out of the car. He looked around and almost directly understood what was going on in here: Isaac was still full of dagger's wounds, Allison had said daggers in hands and was ready to fight, Scott was looking at Stiles with a confused look, somewhere hidding was Peter, he saw the body of Gerard Argent lying in a puddle of black goo and he saw Derek still paralysed on the floor in Beta form,wrecked and a betrayed look on his face. When he get back to reality Lydia went to Jackson and everybody was concentrated on them. Except Stiles, he kept his eyes on the evil Argent Grandpa, he looked dead, everybody thought he was dead. But he saw it , the suptil twitch of fingers. He start to head toward him slowly, well it wasn’t like anybody would notice him. As he arrive next to the old man he heard Peter and Derek leap to Jackson and dig their claws in his torso, back and front. A loud gasp of everyone, a sad scream of Lydia. The strawberry blond girl was crying as Jackson was dying in her arm. She started to walk away when suddenly everybody could heard claws scraping against the floor and Jackson rise back to life as a werewolf. Great so fucking great now the guy will be in the back-from-the-dead-werewolf club with Peter and once again he will be the only one to be alone in a club. He should really had invited Allison and Derek in his dead-mom club!They all cheered up but he felt Gerard try to move under the foot he had put on him to pin him on the ground and he couldn't help but gave him a hit in the face that was received with a grunt. Everybody turned toward him, Scott with his "it's not how we do things" look, not a single "what happened to your face Stiles?" and something hurt in his chest when he saw that Derek was trying to avoid his eyes. Does the guy thaught that he had something to do with all of this? whatever it is. So he look at Scott hand asked before his best friend opened his mouth.

-What have you done Scott?

-I didn't do any...

-Cut your crap!! What the fuck have you done?!

Stiles was pissed, really pissed and Scott wasn't used to be the target of this much of anger from his best friend. So he offered his best puppy eyes and explained what he had done. And,God help him, Stiles look furious after that. Every soul in this place saw Stiles assessing eyes fall on them, one by one and finally again on Derek. Did the man really thought that Stiles was a part of this shity plan? that he would have breatrayed him like this?! And then, Stiles snaped. He was fuming

-You really had go with this shit of a plan without coming to me for advise?! You are really this stupid Scott?! but I will handle you last ! First someone come and get this VERY ALIVE old creep tied up tightly thank you!

Chris came quickly to put handcuf and rope on Gerard, gun ready to shoot just in case. Stiles walked to Allison and held a finger out to her face.

-You! Can you tell me why you came so violently after Derek and his pack?

She held her head high and almost bite with her words

-Because Derek killed my mother Stiles! You know that my mother his dead! You can't understand!

Stiles’ finger drop with his hand along his side, he shook his head, sadness creeping into the anger and suddenly a little laugh came from Stiles and harsh look and tone were directed to the young huntress

-I can't understand? Me? Your mom is dead yes, It's sad, and I'm sorry for you Allison. But you are seventeen, you should have enough maturity to see what's happening! Derek didn't kill your mom! He had bite her! He had bite her to protect Scott from your fucking psychotic mom who was trying to kill him! She killed herself! She choose to die ! She could have lived as a Werewolf but she choose your stupid family code over her husband and daughter! My mom died too, but my mom never had the choice! She died when I was ten! You aunt killed the entire Hale family, she had killed Derek's mom when he was sixteen! And you dare coming after him because your mom choose to kill herself ?! You don't think that the fact that he loose all his family because of YOUR aunt and had to run away and had to fight your family again, is enough? and I don't list everything here! You came after Erica and Boyd who did nothing to your family for this too?! You had hurt Isaac this bad for this too?! You had fucking worried your dad for this too... You had loose your mom, he had loose his wife ... So get it together ! You are acting like a poor spoiled princess and don't even care about hurting other people ! I don't care that you had been manipulated by your grand father, you could have listen to your dad, I know that he had tried...

The girl opened her mouth to argue but she couldn't came with anything and looked down letting her daggers fall on the floor.

-I...I'm sorry Stiles...I..I had let my pain blind me and I didn't though about all this

-YES OBVIOUSLY!

Derek was looking at Stiles with wide eyes, a little warmth was growing into his chest. The boy was defending him? Then Stiles started to lecture everyone in the room, coming to Lydia and Jackson after that.

-Lydia, you already had your lecture earlier, think about it would you?

She nodded and almost hide herself behind the very naked Jackson. Stiles sigh before he fetch a spare sweetpant and t-shirt that he let in his car. He through it to the blond boy and didn't wait to speak first

-Just take the fucking clothes! Yes you can throw away those filthy and cheap rags when you get home if you want. But just Shut up and take it. And stop wanting things that people don't recommend to you. Fucking LISTEN! It could help you, don't you think? The bite that you wanted so damn much had changed you in a big lizard manipulated by a stupid teenager seeking revange and after that an evil old man seeking for the bite too! they had used you! So work on yourself now!

Jackson's jaws clench but he noded too once he had put on Stiles's clothes.

-Thanks for the clothes.

-You're welcome, I couldn’t let you walk around naked I'm not a monster...

A low growl, practicaly imperceptible by anyone took place in Derek's chest, he didn't like the fact that Stiles' scent was now all over Jackson. It felt wrong. But he took on him and follow the boy that was now mooving to Isaac. But a softer look appeared on the sheriff's son face

-Are you ok Isaac? Did it heal fine?

The young werewolf nodded and looked at Stiles confused by the soft tone but suddenly something more sour hint in the pale boy's voice.

-How is it to be Scott best friend for a few days? fun? Do you see what happen when you follow his stupid plans blindly without using your brain? You get fucking hurt! Because he don't take you in count in his plan! He didn't thought that you could be fucking hurt! You should stick to your alpha and don't go following my stupid childhood best friend if you are not ready to use your brain! You could have died today! learn to take care of you would you!?

Isaac looked shipishly at Stiles and let a little whine escape. Stiles had use a softer tone and hadn't yell at him. Stiles came to ruffle slowly Isaac hair.

-What I'm saying is that you are clever and you know how to survive but once someone show you some attention you just do wathever they say and t's not safe for you Isaac, I don't want you to be hurt for something like today or be use by someone you understand?

The young wolf nod and melt a little against Stiles touch. The human had been kind, he knew that Isaac would be affraid if he had yell or seemed ready to hit him. But even softer he had made his point heard. Then the boy get to Peter.

-You creeper Wolf! If you had helped your nephew this wouldn't had happened! You just had to kill the evil grandpa and everything would have been fine! Stop hiding !! You want your last remaining family to die ?!

-No, I don't! You have no lesson to tell me you little human!

-Yes I have some actually! You really have to learn how to take care of the ones you love! Because I know you care about Derek! So act like it would you!! You are really smart! I know that you saw what you could have done to avoid this outcome don't you?

-...Yes ,you're right...You're a smart little brat aren’t you?

A mischievous smile was on Peter's face but fall right away when Stiles looked at him with daggers in his eyes. He turn toward Scott, his gaze dark, his fists clenched so tight that his knuckles where white. His tone low and dangerous.

-You! You are the worst best friend that someone could ask for!

-Why are you…

-SHUT UP SCOTT! Didn’t you forgot someone when you did your little pact with Evil grandpa over there?! Do you really care so little about me that you didn’t even ask what happened to me?! Do you see my face?! I may have a few ribs almost broke! The old psychopath over there had abducted me and brought me in a freaking bassement with Boyd and Erica , the two of them being tortured and I had been beaten up because I am your friend! it was a message for you !! You didn't even care about your very human childhood bestfriend before your little huntress of a girlfriend who know how to use weapons! I don't talk about Mama McCall, you had done right for that at least! God! what even was your shitty plan here...Don't! Don't try to tell me that it work because if I wasn't their the Evil old man would have escape! You know pretty well what you just did to Derek!! You had used something very dear to him without telling him about it before!You had let him took the blame for Allison's mother without even giving her the explanation she deserve! She deserve to know why her mother had choose to kill herself! Do you think a little sometimes about peoples feelings? We are living people Scott, not just side kicks in a teen serie where you are the hero!

The young wolf looked like a kicked puppy but wouldn't dare to spoke as he had never saw his bestfriend so angry, hurt and betrayed. Stiles came to put a hand on Chris shoulder, his voice softened.

-As you see I'm not affraid to yell at big strong adults...if you can call Peter an adult... First, I'm sorry for your loss...I can't tell that I know first hand how it is to loose a wife but I saw my dad after my mother died... It was... really bad. You handle it well in comparison. I offer it in his behave but, don't hesitate to go talk to my dad if in need. He would be glade to share a beer with you. Secondly, I heard on my way here that you had helped Erica and Boyd to get free, thank you for that, I wasn't strong enough and maybe a little too stupid ... You are a good man Mister Argent.

-You had done well kid, a lot of people would have run and hide at your place you know?

Chris offered a small smile to Stiles. The teen then walk to Derek and point a finger at him. The man crossed his arms trying to look bigger and confident, ready to took a big yell. But he couldn't help his eyes to go wide when he heard the soft and concern tone in Stiles voice.

-You!! Are you alright? I'm sorry for what Scott had done to you, he should have talk about his plan with you before. If it confort you I wasn't aware of it neither. It was half good and half really stupid, so many things has not been taken in concideration. And I don't want you to think that I was a part of that! If I was it would have been almost perfect, and you would have known, I wouldn't have done that to you...But you should communicate more you know that?! Anyway, you shouldn't have to be forced to bite someone, and even more this filthy Evil Old grandpa and..

Derek couldn't take it he was listening intendly at Stiles but his bruised cheek and his slited lips was distracting. He took the boy’s face carefully in his hands as everyone gasped at the mouvement and as the man dared to cut Stiles mid-sentence. His eyes glowing red as soon as he felt Stiles’ pain.

-Stiles, just a second... Me, I'm fine, I'm okay, No wound that couldn't heal in minutes and nothing more than a deep feeling of filthiness, betrayal and now it don't seem so important because I know that you are not a part of it... I know it's strange... But ...You... Are you ok? You have more than just you face...You have so much pain ...

Derek couldn't help and had started to drow pain from Stiles, The teen was in so much pain that Derek couldn't understand how he was still standing and yelling to everyone. And as easy as he had snapped from anger, Stiles broke from hurt and the loss of adrenaline, tears falling from those big bambi whisky eyes. Violent sobs escaped Stiles as he hold his ribs even if he couldn't feel the pain right now. Derek was heartbroken as he smell the suddent scent of sadness, fear and pain rolling in wave from Stiles. He couldn't hold a whine and he pull causiously the human against him. With one hand Stiles gripped at his shirt like it was a life line.

-I...I hate all of this! I know that sometimes I don't care about people feelings but now it's too much. Everyone fight because they are too self centered to care about others. And Erica and Boyd where tortured and I couldn't helped them...a...And I didn't even had the chance to enjoy my good game of tonight because I had been abducted and beaten up by this old freak! and ...And It was a really good game you know? I ..I scored a few time and I made us win! Do you believe it!!And I had done everything for Scott, I know it's my fault if he had been turned, it should have been me... (« yes! i should have bite you indeed ! » they all could hear Peter add in the back) But do you think it's normal that he totally forget about me when it come to protecting people he love?! Like her dad would never let Allison be hurt by anyone! And Mamà McCall know about all the supernatural stuff! But me, my dad didn't even know ... I had to lie to him once again...And I’m alone!! I can’t heal fast! I don’t have super strength or, know how to use weapons. It’s a matter of time before you see that Lydia is smarter than me! And we all know she is more than human! I’m the only basic human here! And my best friend forgot to negotiate my safety… And you! You should start to take care of yourself ! Talk to us and try to trust some of us… I know that it will be difficult now because of what Scott had done here but you could trust me!! I trust You! I don’t want you to die!! I care about you! So stop doing your thing alone !! An Alpha is stronger with a big pack! So stop shutting people willing to be part of it away!! I can help even if I’m not a wolf!!

Stiles knew that he should have stop talking long ago as he could hear Scott whimpering. But he was hurt, he had a really rough day and when he saw what had happened here it was too much for him on so many levels. He could feel that Derek had tensed a little and suddenly his sob stoped. Oh god he had told this out loud isn’t it?! He was so fucked, he needed to run away from those two strong and warm arms. He tried to slip away but Derek hold tightened around him and he felt Derek’s cheek against him before the wolf start to nuzzled the crook of his neck. it felt so warm and intimate and he felt safe and so calm that he didn’t move. The Alpha talked low and soft.

-Stiles, I’m sorry… I thought that you didn’t trust me … Didn’t realize that You really cared about me… It’s okay you’re safe … you are not alone

Stiles’ hold tight on Derek’s shirt, his brain start to fill with a fog. The werewolf was draining his pain as he hugged him, he was warm and strong, a shelter of safety around his broken body. The teen let the tiredness took over, Jackson wasn’t a lizard anymore, the old psycho grandpa was tied up, Erica and Boyd were free and safe at the loft waiting for him, Allison was a little confused but hopefully not willing to kill Derek anymore, Lydia was fine, Scott had been yelled at and he would make sure later that Melissa will punish him for his stupidity, Isaac would hopefully think before following Scott’s plan from now, Chris Argent was on their side, Peter was…well Peter but not up to no good for now , no dangerous police call had emanated from the radio in the jeep so his dad was safe at home and Derek was wrapped up around him so he was sure that the man was fine. A smile appeared on his lips as he fall asleep in Derek’s arms.

-‘m feeling like a mom… kids are exhausting…

Derek carried him bridal style, smiling fondly as everyone hold small laugh. Next morning, Stiles woke up in his bed, the Alpha of the Hale pack wrapped around him, his face in the crook of his neck and a hand on his waist. Somewhere in the back of his head, a shadow was lurking, something wrong was happening. But just for a few more hours he wanted to enjoy this safe space, just a little more. He fell back to sleep as he brushed his fingers on Derek’s chest.

#as always is way longer than I wanted too #teen wolf #stiles stilinski #derek hale #sterek #hale pack #scott mccall is the worst bestfriend possible #died mom club should be a thing #Stiles is the pack mom #in his own weird way tho #Derek was looking at Stiles the whole night after that #Stiles Stilinski is done with everyone stupidity #after that Derek Allison and Stiles had some dates where they complained about Scott #Allison and Derek were in shock as Stiles explained how he was treated the whole year

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buckybarnesss · 10 months

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stiles helping derek search for erica and boyd during the summer between season 2 and 3a is the only thing that makes sense.

allison was in france the entire summer only having just recently returned.

lydia occupied herself with various fuck 'em and leave 'em boys to get over jackson

scott was doing the be a better scott mccall program.

isaac was looking for erica and boyd

and stiles was doing what?????????? exactly??????????

he and scott don't seem to have spent a lot of time together since scott was doing summer school, working and self improvement.

but stiles? nothing is said.

except after the incident with the deer he immediately searches deer accident reports.

the sheriff seems quite fed up with him given his "oh god please go to school" comment so he's probably been around the house a lot, probably doing research on various topics but he's been behaving himself since stiles says his dad has nothing on him.

he is also the one to remind scott that derek's been busy with looking for erica and boyd when scott wants to go talk to him about the tattoo saying "don't you think derek has his hands full?"

since when is stiles on the defend derek committee? let alone leading it?

when scott and stiles are on the phone together after the bird attack and derek's taking isaac to the hale house scott tells stiles to meet them at derek's house.

stiles expresses both surprise and confusion at this probably in my estimation because stiles knows about and has been to the loft while scott has no idea the loft exists yet.

scott even asks derek after he hangs up with stiles if derek still lives there and derek says no that the county took the house.

and of course there's the new familiarity between stiles and derek during the whole scene when derek blow torches scott's tattoo.

the infamous forever long tracking stare.

they're also casually loitering together waiting for scott to come to. love that for them.

but the most damning thing is how little stiles says when scott finds out about the alpha pack. stiles doesn't complain about derek not telling them because stiles already knew.

derek never says it. he only mentions peter and isaac but he keeps throwing looks in stiles's direction who is folding his arms and fidgeting.

there's a little moment where scott asks "how do you deal with an alpha pack?" and derek responds with "with all the help i can get."

it immediately cuts to stiles and scott raises his eyebrows with realization. he looks at stiles and stiles does a small little guilty head nod but they're interrupted by isaac before he can say anything.

this whole moment is basically derek omitting stiles's involvement but scott figures it out from context clues, derek's terrible poker face and inability to not look at stiles.

he figures out that stiles was not only helping look for boyd and erica but also knew about the alpha pack and that he kept it from him.

those trust issues already be percolating. scott didn't tell stiles about the gerard argent plan. stiles didn't tell scott about helping derek over the summer.

#my blog #teen wolf #thoughts on teen wolf #sterek #otp: you need me to survive

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hawkeyetrained · 1 year

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Bait

Derek Hale x Fem!reader

Other Characters: Peter Hale, Stiles, Lydia, Scott, Malia (mentioned), Liam (mentioned)

Warnings: angst, fighting, cuts and scrapes

Summary: When girls are being killed in Beacon Hills, and looks just like her, she gives the idea of using herself as bait.

Word Count: 2,427

Summer in Beacon Hills brought on a heat wave this year, making everything in the supernatural world that much harder. Lydia and I had gone shopping a week or so prior, so the two of us had gotten lucky with some clothes prepared for the heat, but the rest of the pack didn’t think to plan ahead. Most of the boys had traded in their long sleeves and flannels for t-shirts fairly quickly, opting to get out of the werewolf heat along with the heat from the sun.

The pack and I had been close since Scott first turned. I basically grew up with Lydia as my best friend, and Scott and Stiles were always around. When I first met Derek, I was in the woods with the boys when they had lost Scott’s inhaler. Ever since that day, the former alpha and I had been inseparable.

Now, we were halfway through our summer break before senior year and facing the latest big bad that decided to terrorize our little town. Stiles had noticed the pattern far before any of us did, alerting us to the bodies of young girls who had begun turning up in the woods, all having one scary connection. The four bodies that had been found were all going into their senior year here at Beacon Hills High and had H/C hair and E/C eyes, just like me. When Derek heard of the connection, I was no longer allowed to go out into the woods at all or be left alone anywhere. I was to be watched 24/7 until we caught whatever was killing the girls. I was alright with his plan, wanting to make him happy, but I was also scared that I would be the next body in the woods that Sheriff Stilinski would find.

“Hey.” A voice snapped me from my daydream on the couch in Derek’s loft. “You alright?” It was Peter, knelt down in front of me, his eyes full of worry.

I nodded and gave him a soft smile. “I’m ok.” Of his relationships with the rest of the pack, he and I got along the best. Peter could sense the love Derek and I held for each other, basically from day one, and was very protective of that. He never snapped at me, would bring me what I needed if I asked for it, and had volunteered to stay with me when I worked or needed a ride if Derek happened to be busy.

“You’re lying.” Damn the werewolf hearing. “Your heartbeat changes when you lie, it almost literally skips a beat.” He had a soft smirk on his face to show me he meant no offense.

I ran a hand through the ends of my hair as the last of the pack finally showed up for the meeting. “Just worried, I guess.” He stood and held his hands out to pull me to my feet, allowing me to drift over to Derek’s side as the meeting began.

“Any leads?” The true alpha asked, earning shaking heads and shrugs from the rest of the pack.

The werewolves went back and forth for a while, exchanging ideas on how to catch the new creature, trying to figure out what exactly it was, while Lydia and I shared looks between the two of us, almost having a silent conversation.

So, when I spoke up, she wasn’t all that surprised. “We know what it goes after.”

“We do.” Peter nodded, trying to see where I was going with it and wanting to see if he’ll need to calm his nephew down when I made my point.

“What if we set up a trap?”

“And how do we do that?” Derek’s eyes locked on me with his arms crossed over his chest.

I took a moment to square off my shoulders and hide the fear creeping up in my body that nearly everyone in the room could smell. “You need bait, to draw it out.”

“We can’t just send some random girl from the school, that knows nothing of the supernatural, out into the woods and hope they don’t get killed before we find our monster.” Stiles retorted, throwing his hands in the air.

I rolled my eyes and watched as Lydia smacked the back of his head. “She doesn’t mean someone random.”

Her comment made every set of eyes land on my face, my cheeks going red from all the attention. “What? We know that whatever this is, likes girls going into senior year here with H/C hair and E/C eyes.” I waved my hands to my face. “I kinda fit the description if you don’t remember.”

“No.” Derek growled out quickly. “No way in hell are you going to play bait for this monster.”

“Derek’s right.” Peter agreed with his nephew.

I groaned. “I can’t just sit around and wait for another body to drop when I know there’s something I can do! I get it, I’m human and therefore have no chance against this thing, but I’m also not saying I’ll be alone. Scatter yourselves through the woods, keep an eye on me as I walk around. This could be the only chance we get to stop this thing before it kills another girl we’re supposed to graduate with!”

“Not going to happen.” Came from Derek again.

I was about to speak again when Stiles’s phone rang through the loft. He answered quickly and had a quiet conversation with whoever was on the other end. “So, that was my dad.” My movements froze and I could feel Derek stiffen up next to me. “There’s another body, a lot closer to town this time.”

“Who?” Scott asked.

Stiles shrugged. “Caroline Mathews, I think he said. She’s been missing for three days.”

Caroline and I had the same chemistry class back in sophomore year, we were even lab partners for the better half of the year. “I knew her.” I mumbled.

This was the first girl to die with one of us truly knowing her. It had just been newer girls to the school that we all hadn’t met yet, or ones that we never shared classes with throughout the years. “Really?” Lydia came over to my side as I gave her a nod.

“She was my lab partner in chem two years ago. We used to joke around with Miss Mitchel that we were each other since we looked so alike.” Lydia wrapped an arm around my shoulder comfortingly. My eyes flashed up to Derek. “Please, you have to let me do this. I don’t want more families suffering because their daughter was killed. It’s bad enough we’re up to five now. Please.” My eyes were wide, and my heart pounded in my chest, waiting for the next “no” to leave his lips.

He hesitated before dropping his crossed arms and grabbing my hand. “Can we talk a minute?” I nodded, taking his hand tightly and following him out onto the balcony and into the summer heat. “You really want to risk your life on something we can figure out soon?”

“I know you’re scared, ok, I’m scared. But I also don’t want anyone else dying when there’s a chance that I can help stop this. Please. I’ll do everything you say and stay within eyesight. I swear to you.”

A deep sigh left Derek’s mouth and he suddenly pulled me into his chest tightly. “You do exactly as I say, and we do this tonight and tonight only. Anything goes south, you yell for help, even if we’re right there.” I nodded into his chest, hugging him back before we both went back inside to tell the pack of the plan for tonight.

Six hours later, I had added a green jacket to my outfit and had begun walking around the woods. The sun was slowly setting, and the rest of the pack was spread through the woods, Derek and Peter closest to me, flanking both of my sides about 500 feet away. The rest of the pack was spread out, listening for any strange sounds that shouldn’t belong or any odd scents. My heart pounded in my chest as I wondered around the woods, trying to keep track of where I was and where I had come from. I knew Derek wouldn’t let me get lost, but I wanted to make sure that I could run if I needed to.

My phone buzzed in my jacket pocket, my fingers flying to the object and pulling it up. A text from Lydia lit my screen up. Anything yet?

I quickly typed a message back. Nothing.

A message from Derek was next, popping to the top of my screen. Take a deep breath. You’re safe. Only a little longer before we call it a night.

My eyes flickered in the direction I knew Derek was following me, my eyes searching impossibly in the dark for him. I left the message open, not really knowing what to say or how to tell him that I was absolutely terrified being out in the woods, even though it was my idea to start.

Suddenly, there were heavy footsteps coming up from behind me, and moving fast. I quickly locked my phone, trying to slide it back in my pocket. Just as I was about to yell out for Derek and Peter, a body slammed into mine, sending me crashing to the ground and my phone flying away. Fear gripped me like a vice, squeezing my chest tighter and tighter as my brain tried working on what to do. I knew I needed to call out for the two Hale’s in the woods, to get up and run as fast and as far as I could, but nothing was working.

Deep growls filled the woods next, hands gripping onto my arms and pinning me into the dirt. I finally managed to crack my eyes open to get a look at what was huffing loudly, only to come face-to-face with an unfamiliar werewolf. His face was shifted, deep brown hair ruffled around his face and fangs barred at me with glowing blue eyes.

My chest tightened as his claws started digging into my skin. God, where were Derek and Peter? I struggled in the wolf’s hold, trying to pull my hands free, kicking against his weight but it was useless. Then I remembered Derek’s rule; yell, even if I knew he and Peter were close.

Taking the deepest possible breath, I finally managed to get my head together. “Derek!” My voice came out as a shriek, piercing through the air. “Derek, Peter!” I screamed, pulling as hard as I could against the weight. The hand that had been wrapped around my right wrist was suddenly squeezing at my throat, cutting off any other screams.

“No one’s here.” The wolf taunted. “It’s just you and me.” A sick smile crossed his face, enhancing the supernatural features. His claws pressed harder into my wrist and throat, a gasp of pain leaving my lips as he seemed to toy with me. “No one’s coming for you.”

The clawed hand at my throat raised into the air above me, making to slash at my throat, but before he was able to, a body crashed into him. The strange wolf and someone else went tumbling a few feet away from me, allowing me just a moment to sit up and huff in a few breaths of air before hands were wrapping around my shoulders.

“No! No, let me go!” I screamed, smacking at the hands on me.

“Hey, hey.” A familiar voice soothed. “You’re safe. I got you.” Peter turned me in his arms, grabbing at my chin to make me look up at him. “Look at me. You’re ok.”

I took a shaky breath and finally looked up to him. “Peter.” My word fell as a whisper.

The older Hale nodded, pulling me against his chest as new growls filled the air. Peter pulled me a bit farther from the space he had found me in. I turned as we got to the side of a large tree, Derek, Scott, Malia, and Liam were all stood in a line between me and the other wolf. I could hear Scott trying to talk with the wolf, but Peter’s gentle hands on my wrists distracted me.

“Are you alright?” He asked, voice low and very quiet. I nodded shakily, glancing down to the half dozen moon-shaped cuts along my wrists. Peter’s arms were laced with black veins as the pain subsided, his eyes looking at the scratches on my neck.

“Thank you.” I shuddered, no longer liking my own plan, but I was glad that the pack had found the wolf, and not another girl I was to graduate with this year.

A loud roar seemed to shake the ground, and I managed to catch sight of Derek slamming the wolf into the ground. It seemed like he had tried making a run between him and Liam, aiming for me yet again. Peter was in front of me the moment he caught his nephew’s movement, his teeth bared and a growl rumbling his chest.

“Leave.” Derek hissed, his teeth shining in the moonlight. A threat that I couldn’t hear left his lips, the wolf on the ground seeming to come back to himself a little. “You three, make sure he leaves.” Derek pulled the wolf up and shoved him towards the werewolves and werecoyote. After the wolf and our three pack members were far enough into the woods, Derek finally turned to me, his fangs retracting and his eyes softening from their bright blue back into his usual eyes. “Are you alright?” He asked, coming up and instantly wrapping his arms around me.

I nodded carefully into his chest. “I am now.”

He pulled back and gently took my hands into his, turning them over to check the cuts. “He did this? He say anything to you?” His hand then cupped my cheek as he raised my head to look at my neck.

“His claws.” I answered the first question. “And nothing important. He tried scaring me more than anything. Said no one was coming.”

“I should have come faster. He set traps in the woods to draw our attention away.”

My head shook at him. “You saved me. I’m sorry I had this plan. I know you didn’t like it.”

“It’s fine now. But you’re never playing bait again, you hear me?” He started leading me out of the woods, back towards the pack.

“I hear you.”

@thetallassgirl @hallecarey1

#derek hale #derek hale imagines #derek hale x reader #peter hale #teen wolf #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf x reader #derek hale oneshot #teen wolf one shot

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deathbyathousandspiders · 10 months

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𝕸𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝕷𝐈𝐒𝐓 & 𝕹𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

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REQUEST! a sign or something: mcu!peter parker, deaf!reader | genre: fluff | IN WHICH you and peter become an unlikely pair at midtown when he shows interest in learning some sign language.

REQUEST! boy in the bubble: mcu!peter parker, stark!daughter!reader | genre: angst, light fluff | IN WHICH your walk back from school goes wrong when peter parker doesn’t walk with you, & your father has a thing or two to say about it.

REQUEST!BLURB! catching cold: mcu!peter parker | genre: fluff | IN WHICH you cuddle peter back to warmth after he returns from patrol in the midst of a blizzard.

REQUEST! daddy issues: mcu!peter parker, stark!reader | genre: angst, fluff | IN WHICH it feels like your father has more love for his protégé than you nowadays, and you’ve reached a breaking point.

REQUEST! geeky tangents; mcu!peter parker | genre: fluff, ?smut? | IN WHICH you find it important to prove how sweet & adorable your boyfriend is.

REQUEST! meet–cute: mcu!peter parker | genre: fluff | IN WHICH a knock on the sanctum door interrupts your task of housesitting for dr. strange.

REQUEST! security system: mcu!peter parker, stark!reader | genre: fluff, ?smut? | IN WHICH peter & you avoid telling your father, tony stark, about your relationship, only to find out that he’s known for longer than you’d thought.

twenty–bucks: mcu!peter parker | genre: angst, fluff | IN WHICH the avengers had their theories about you & peter’s secret pining, but they never realized just how serious it was until a mission went south.

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REQUEST! cuddle–bugs; mcu!peter parker | genre: fluff | IN WHICH you & your best friend fall asleep on the couch together, & the avengers can’t let go of the obvious chemistry.

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beaconfeels · 3 months

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@like-lazarus kindly tagged me in a “Messy Draft Monday” and even though I’ve been too stressed to be actively working on anything right now, I wanted to share something. So have a little bit of one of the random steter stories floating around in my brain:

Peter finishes loading the last bag into his car and leans against the trunk for a minute. Overall, he feels satisfied. His revenge is complete, plus he’s an alpha, which is a nice little perk.

It’s a little galling to have to leave the Hale territory instead of ruling it, but if he stays here his nephew and that merry little band of budding psychopaths will kill him eventually. He’s lucky, but he’s not that lucky.

The sound of rapidly approaching footsteps catches his ear first, then a quick heartbeat. He knows that heartbeat. He memorized that heartbeat one night that seems so long ago, but really wasn’t that long ago at all.

He turns around.

“Stiles,” he says, low, dangerous. Because he likes Stiles, but Stiles is most likely to come up with a murder plot that will actually work, so he’s not to be trifled with.

The boy pulls up short, staying well back from Peter. He’s breathing hard, and those pretty pink lips are parted, his cheeks flushed. He really is very lovely, Peter thinks.

Stiles has a large duffle bag weighing down one shoulder, his grip on it white-knuckled. “Take me with you,” he says.

Peter blinks. He thought he was beyond being surprised.

“You want me, right?” Stiles goes on. “You wanted to turn me. I can’t let you bite me, but I can be pack. Just take me with you. Let me stay with you and I’ll be pack. I’ll cook too, and clean.”

“Can’t let me bite you?” Peter asks. It’s not the only question he has, but it’s the one that sticks out the most in what Stiles has just laid on him.

“I don’t think so. Maybe? But right now it’s a no.” He bites his lip, taps his fingers on his leg. “Yeah. Definitely a no right now. Maybe forever. But humans can be pack, right?”

Peter doesn’t know why he’s even still standing here. Of course he’s not going to take Stiles with him. “You don’t even know where I’m going,” he says instead of what he should be saying, which is obviously no. It’s definitely not happening.

“I don’t fucking care,” Stiles says, and he sounds suddenly weary. “As long as it’s not here, I’m cool.”

Peter tilts his head. Stiles is such a mix of scents it’s always been hard to get a read on him, but Peter has noticed the anguish that radiates off the boy in waves. It’s a layer that runs under everything else— a steady, overwhelming sadness. “And what would your father have to say about that?” He still doesn’t know why he’s even engaging in it, why he’s giving the boy any hope.

Stiles snorts. “I left him a note that he’ll find whenever he finally realizes I’m gone. He won’t come after me.” He looks down and to the side, his hand clenching into a fist.

“Listen,” Stiles says, and he raises those big brown eyes to look right at Peter, “I can’t stay here anymore. Please. Just please, take me with you. I know I can’t promise not to be any trouble, you’d never believe that, but I can be useful. I can be good for you. I can be pack.”

He’s desperate, and that shouldn’t matter. If it were anyone else it wouldn’t matter, but this is Stiles. Stiles is unusual. He’s interesting. Now that he’s had his revenge, Peter is at a bit of a loose end. Not without plans, never without plans, but the future already looks a little boring. Stiles is many things, but boring isn’t one of them.

Plus, Stiles is the Sheriff’s son, and absconding with the son of the sheriff sounds like a delightfully mischievous, if misguided, end to his run in Beacon Hills. “Alright, you can come along.”

#my writing #steter #wips #I’m usually here for good dad Noah #but listen sometimes you need to take your dad issues out on innocent characters #for both catharsis and plot #also the irony of Peter calling Derek’s pack budding psychopaths is not lost on me

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Still The Same

Stiles Stilinski!Brother X Sister!Reader

Word Count: 1886

Requested: @emaz-0225

Request: Can you do an imagine where your Stiles Stilinski twin sister and your really close with an original Character son of Peter Hale but your kidnapped and you are saved by Scott and he has to give you the bite and you have to tell your father

You and Stiles were twins and most people could see it in the way that you acted and spoke to people. While Scott and Stiles stayed close while they were younger and grew together you ended up becoming friends with a boy who had seemed to have trouble making friends. He was quiet and in some ways scary but you never took the warning worming your way into his school life and eventually becoming his only friend, his name was Madden Kazimir Hale. He preferred Kaz, apparently his first name was one that his father had given him so he never used it, his mother had given him his second and so he used that one.

Kaz later found out that there was more to his father than first thought and you were there the night that it all happened, you both found out that Kaz was a werewolf and after his mother explained everything you were the one to help him through figuring it out. You were both 11 at the time and now at the age of 14 well into your first year of highschool, Kaz had great control and you were both closer than ever.

You were standing in the halls waiting for Kaz to get all of his stuff out of his locker “you know, if you would just remember what lessons you have, your locker wouldn’t be such a mess.” You grumbled as he looked at you with raised eyebrows, short brown hair casting a shadow over his eyes as you waited for him to say something. “Like your locker is any better.” He argued “you and your brother are the worst of that kind of thing.” “I will have you know that I’m far better at organisation than my brother.” You argued and he smirked, he was about to say something when another voice interrupted you both. “Kaz, you’ll be at the party tonight won’t you?” Lydia asked as she laid her hand on his arm, you rolled your eyes before they caught on Stiles across the hall, he seemed to be bouncing on his feet. “Only if she’s going.” Kaz answered, that drew your attention back to him as he looked down at you. “So (Y/N) are you coming?” Lydia asked. “Probably.” You answered and she nodded. “Good then I will see you there Kaz.” She smiled as she turned and walked away, not even a second later Stiles slams into the locker next to you. “What was she talking to you about?” He asked. “Hello to you too Stiles.” Kaz muttered as he continued to sort through his locker. “Yeah, yeah hey, so..?” He asked. “So?” You asked in a teasing tone. “What was she talking to you about?” He asked. “Who?” You asked. “Not funny.” He warned. “I need a name.” You informed him. “Lydia!” He answered, voice louder than he had intended, you assumed thanks to the ADHD. Most people were used to him now and continued about what they were doing, not paying him any more attention. “Just a party, don’t worry you’ll be there, it's probably going to be after the game anyway.” You explained. “Yeah but why is she asking you?” Stiles asked. “Don’t worry about it.” You waved him off as Kaz closed his locker. “Ready?” “Ready.” He answered.

It was only a few weeks later that Kaz came to you with a new discovery, one that involved Scott and by extension Stiles. “Scott’s a werewolf.” Kaz said when you were alone at lunch. “What?” You asked. “How would you know that?” “His scent changed, you can smell it on someone, same way I can smell it on the guy that's been hanging around the school.” He answered. “Right, so what do we do about that?” You asked. “You're surprisingly calm.” Kaz raised an eyebrow. “It's not like we can change it, so I guess we have to help them.” You explained “you said that there are now hunters in town because of that new alpha, the one I assume bit Scott.” “I guess the question that we really have to answer is who is this alpha.” Kaz shrugged “but maybe we should talk to your brother and Scott first.” “Yeah I guess you are right.” You nodded.

Later that evening with your Dad still working, you and Kaz corner Scott and Stiles in his room “so are you guys going to tell us why you're acting so weird?” You asked as you walked over to Stiles' bed laying down. “W-what are you talking about?” Scott asked. “You don't need your inhaler, being super good at Lacrosse now.” You turned your attention to Stiles ��your unnatural interest in the new murders, the hale house and your unbelievable jumpiness.” “I’m always this way.” Stiles answered. “You sir are a terrible liar.” You smirked. “Even if I didn’t know, I’d know they were hiding something.” Kaz as he walked purposefully past Scott before falling back on the other side of the bed his head landing on your stomach. “You don’t know what it is do you?” “What are you talking about?” Stiles asked. “I was talking to Scott.” Kaz pointed at the person that he named while you began to gently run your hand through his short hair. “W-what are you talking about?” Scott asked. “Terrible lairs.” Kaz said, eyes shifting to you. “Terrible.” You nodded. “Their hearts are hammering.” Kaz teased but when he looked back at them both his eyes glowing a bright yellow. “You're a werewolf!?” Stiles asked. “You haven’t figured out that half the Hale family were?” Kaz asked. “What!?” Stiles asked. “Looks like you're going to have to take it from the top.” You sighed as Kaz settled in to tell them everything that he knew.

It had been 3 years since Scott had been turned, he was now an Alpha but not through bloodshed instead through pure will power. Kaz had since met his father and still wanted very little to do with him, even less when he found out about his sister, someone that was only a few months younger than him. You had no time to dwell on the family links that had yet to be made but you stayed close friends with Kaz which was probably how you ended up being kidnapped. With Kaz’s name having just appeared on the Dead pool someone must have seen you as the ticket to getting to him.

You don’t even know where you are, you just know that it smelled musty and the man in front of you was terrifying, he had a large hunting knife in his hand you had a feeling that he was about to use it. “Let’s hurry this along shall we?” He asked as he crouched in front of you, the knife plunged into your stomach, you screamed out in pain as he got up and walked over to the table picking up your phone, he used your finger to unlock your phone before filming a video and sending it to Kaz. “With any luck you will see them before you die.” He wrapped his hand around the knife ripping it from your stomach “I doubt it though.” You watched as he carefully stepped over something on his way out of the room, a trip wire, making sure to keep that in the forefront of your mind.

You don’t know how much longer you wait before you hear the scuffling but as soon as you hear movement you start to talk about the trap, making your voice as loud as you could, which was only a mumble “trap by the door, step over the wire.” You mumbled it on repeat and luckily it seemed Kaz was in tune with you in more ways than one, his hand shooting out to stop Scott from stepping any closer to you. “She warned us of something.” He said as he looked down at the floor catching sight of the wire there. “Careful.” He ordered as he stepped over the wire, careful to keep an eye out for anything else, finally getting to you and taking your hands in his face. “Hey there, you scared me, thought you weren’t going to let anything happen to you.” “Sorry.” You mumbled. “No need to be sorry we found you, so now all we need is to get you out of here.” Kaz said softly, you smiled. “We both know that’s not true.” You said softly. “I know I’m dying.” “No.” Kaz argued “do you remember what you said to me when we talked about dying?” “Mmm.” You hummed. “What did you say?” He asked. “I choose life even if it means that I’m not human anymore.” You answered. “Are you sure?” Scott asked. “I’m sure.” You answered.

Choosing to live at the time seemed like a good choice but now that it was time to tell your Dad what you had done to do so you honestly worried that it was push him over the edge, after everything that had happened with Stiles you were concerned that he’d hate you for this, you’d never be able to walk away from this life. “I can tell him it was my fault if you want, he’d believe it.” Kaz said from where he was sitting. “No I won’t lie to him.” You answered. “See that confidence that’s what you need to go there with, trust me it’s going to be fine your Dad loves you, but you always have me, we can go anywhere we want if this doesn’t go the way that you want it to.” Kaz promised you. “Thanks Kaz.” You smiled, you walked into your Dad’s office and swallowed as he looked up at you smiling. “Hey (Y/N/N) what are you doing here?” He asked. “I have to talk to you about something.” You said, he nodded, taking off his glasses and giving you his full attention. “Do you remember back when I got kidnapped and Scott and Kaz found me?” “Yes.” He answered, he seemed stiff at the memory of it. “Well something happened, something that I think that I should tell you about, I understand that you might not see me the same as you had before but I can’t keep it a secret, that will just make it worse.” You took a deep breath. “I was stabbed when I was taken and I was about to die, I told Scott to bite me, I didn’t want to die and there was a way to stop it, I just… I wasn’t…” “Ready?” He asked. “Mmm.” You hummed. “It’s okay.” He promised as you looked at him. “R-really?” You asked. “Things are going to be different, you will be but you are still my daughter and I will love you all the same.” He promised. “Really?” You asked. “Of course.” He answered. “Oh thank god, I was looking for the cheapest place to run off to with Kaz.” You sighed. “You and your brother are always so dramatic.” Your Dad teased as he pulled you into a hug. “You will always be my little (Y/N/N).” He promised, your eyes caught Kaz’s through the window and he smiled simply mouthing ‘I told you.’ from his reclined position on one of the seats outside.

Requests and general question!

#teen wolf one shot #teen wolf imagines #teen wolf #stiles stilinski imagine #stiles stilinski imagines #stiles stilinski one shot #stiles stilinski #imagine #oneshot #one shot #reader insert #x reader #female reader

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specialagentlokitty · 8 months

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Chris Argent x reader - everything I wanted

Hello, I wanted to ask if you could do one of Chris Argent where he is married to Peter's ex-girlfriend and Peter is jealous because Tn doesn't love him anymore and they are expecting their second baby with Chris - @andreahalstead24 💜

Glancing at your husband from across the room, you smiled a little bit to yourself as you went back to looking at the map in front of you.

“You’ve ran this area before right?” Scott asked you.

“Oh yeah hundreds of time I know it like the back of my hand, here pass me the pen.”

He handed it over to you, and you began to draw trails for him and his group to follow, parts of the forest only a werewolf could navigate.

“Isn’t it weird that you married a hunter?” Stiles asked.

You shrugged a little.

“No weirder then it would you marrying a werewolf or a banshee.”

“But you’re a werewolf! Natural enemies!”

You heard Chris laugh from across the room, and he walked over with the little boy in his arms.

“We’ve never had a problem with one another. In fact the first time I met (Y/N) she saved me from a werewolf.” Chris said.

“Who?” Scott asked.

“My psychotic uncle obviously.”

You looked at Derek, smiling a little bit. Walking up to him, you pulled him in for a hug much to his protest and let go.

“If James isn’t a werewolf surely this one has to be.” He said.

You rolled your eyes.

“It’s not a competition Derek, I don’t know if they’re werewolves or humans, as long as they’re happy and healthy.”

“You want one to be a werewolf.” Chris said.

You grinned a little bit at him.

“Come on how cute would it be! A little werewolf?! That’s adorable!”

“As long as they don’t inherit your temper.”

You huffed a little at Chris, going back to help Scott with what he needed.

It wasn’t often you came to the loft, with Chris and Derek being on tense terms, and the word of your ex living there you tried to avoid the place.

But if they needed your help you were more than happy to come over and help them.

James babbled a little, reaching out for you, so Chris held him on your back so he could hug you.

“Give me a second baby.”

James babbled, leaning himself over your shoulder to watch you and Chris held him so he wouldn’t tumble over.

The door opened and closed, and you paid it no mind.

“If you’re going to come here at least don’t bring him.” A voice snarled.

“Oh shut it hale.” You snapped.

You turned the map towards Scott and stiles, turning your attention to talking to them, avoiding the burning gaze that was focused on you.

You carried on helping them, reaching up to pull your son into your arms to go let Chris help Derek with something.

“Thank you so much (Y/N).” Scott sighed.

“No problem, like I said I used to run those trails all the time, you should still be able to pick up my scent so just follow it.”

He nodded and rolled up the map, stuffing it into his bag.

“I could have told them that.”

“But you’re an unhelpful bastard.” You replied.

James looked at you, reaching for the pen in the table.

Smiling you set him on the table, giving him the pen and some paper so he could draw.

The other two boys left, and you swept James up, walking over to the couch you sat him down nearby and slowly eased yourself into sitting down.

Peter looked up from where he was sat in the stairs.

“Again?”

“Just because I have kids and you don’t doesn’t mean you can question my choices.”

“Shocked you wanted a child with a hunter, let alone wanted to marry one after what they did.” He spat.

You glanced at him.

“I’m not a spiteful bastard like you Peter, it wasn’t Chris or his family that hurt me, it was someone else.”

“You swore you were going to hate hunters forever.”

Looking over to your husband, you smiled a little bit, staring at him in admiration.

“People change. Or at least some do.”

Peter stood up, walking over he sat down on the table in front of you.

“I never changed, I was unresponsive after being burned and you dumped be for some hero wannabe!” He hissed.

“I dumped you after you became a raging psychopathic alpha. I waited for you for seven years, yet you never gave me any sign. And I didn’t dump you for Chris, we just grew close after his wife passed and after I thought you had died and realised we had a lot in common.”

Peter scoffed.

“I can’t do half the things I can.”

“Exactly, he’s better in every way. He doesn’t give a shit about power.”

Peter narrowed his eyes at you.

“You wanted power too.”

You rolled your eyes.

“I wanted a family, someone to love me, and not chase after these ridiculous notions for being powerful or killing people!”

“He’s killed people!”

“Bad people! You killed people just because you could!”

You placed a hand on your stomach as you felt a small pain and took a deep breath, leaning your head back a little bit.

Once it had passed you turned around to look at Peter once more.

“I can everything he can.”

You shook your head.

“No you can’t Peter. I don’t love you anymore and that’s all there is too it. You’re not the same man I fell in love with. I love Chris.”

Peter growled a little bit and you growled back.

“Don’t get defensive with me now hale, I could still take your heart out of your chest even if I’m pregnant.” You warned.

Chris looked over at the sound of your growling and he quickly made his way over, sitting next to you, taking your hand in his.

He looked at you in worry and your anger melted away the moment your eyes connected with his.

“I want to go home.”

“Of course, come on, we’ll stop to get you that horrid pizza you’re so in love with right now.”

You grinned a little, slowly getting up, letting Chris pick up your son.

You walked over to Derek, giving him another hug, not even bothering with Peter.

The older werewolf watched as you left, a growl in the back of his throat, the urge to go over there and stop you from leaving with the hunter.

But he knew better.

If he went over there it wouldn’t just be you he’d have to deal with, it would be Chris and Derek as well.

He watched you leave and he grumbled to himself, going to the window to watch you fully go, and you didn’t even look up at him.

He was angry with you.

Not that you were happy.

But they you were happy without him.

You had everything you had always wanted without him, and that made him furious, it made him want to rip Chris to shreds.

But he couldn’t.

Because as much as he was furious the thought of upsetting you like that would break him as well.

But Peter was never going to accept the fact that you had moved on past him, and you had a perfect life, and he was never going to be a part of it

#teen wolf #teen wolf x reader #teen wolf x you #teen wolf imagine #Chris argent #Chris argent x reader #Chris argent x you #Chris argent imagine

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fandomnsfw · 1 year

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That’s What Friend Are For - Peter Hale x Reader

Pairing: Peter x Reader

Prompt: Derek comes to you when he has concerns about Cora, Peter decides to tag along for his own amusement. Shopping, Seduction and Sexiness ensues!

Warnings: Explicit smut. BECAUSE I CAN! Muah! :* Love you guys! Enjoy!

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You turned over in your bed, trying to get comfortable but having no luck. After being laid there for over an hour you gave up. You sat up with a huff opening your laptop you decided to scroll through Tumblr. You got bored after half an hour and decided to look at some NSFW posts. You tilted your head as you saw the first post, you stare at the girl who had stockings on, no panties and a lacy bra. Her hands were tied with black silk and he eyes were covered with the same material. The man was licking from her pussy to her ass. Gotta love Tumblr you thought, you bit your lip and continued scrolling, after about half an hour you decided to watch a film.

The next day as you were walking out of school you saw Peter and Derek stood by your car. You sighed and made my way over to them cautiously.

“What are you doing here?” I grunted as I threw my bag into my passenger seat. I took a look at Peter and he smiled softly making you blush slightly.

You’ve had a developed a crush on peter not long after the Darach. Well it was more than a crush because not only did you like him, your body craved him so badly it hurt but who wouldn’t have you seen that man you thought. Derek turn to you with a confused face.

“I have a personal question to ask?” Derek asked nervously making you brows furrow, you blush soon forgotten. You raised an eyebrow waiting for him to elaborate.

“What is NSFW? Cora got a notification through to her phone but there was one of them hashtag thing saying NSFW and when I tried to open it she freaked out and ran up to her room.” Derek genuinely looked concerned but Peter had a smug smirk on his face. Your jaw drop and your eyes blew wide as you tried to stutter out a lie but you knew he’d call me out on it.

“I-I think that something you should ask one of the boys. Like Stiles or Scott…” You swallowed and looked over at Peter and blushed, ducking your head before he could see.

“Can’t you just tell me?” Derek asked confused.

“Google it.” You huffed hiding your face behind your school books. You looked over the top of the books to see Derek with his phone out. OH MY GOD! You scream internally.

“YOUR GOOGLING IT NOW!?” You screeched your face turning a deeper shade of red, you dropped your books letting out a squeak.

“Why wouldn’t I? I need to kn-Is that porn?” Derek’s eyes went wide as he stared at his phone, Peter started laughing making Derek growl.

“You knew.” It wasn’t a question it was a fact.

“I may be old but I know what Tumblr is. Half of that site is pure filth.” Peter chuckled, his eyes drifting to you before smirking.

“If you knew why didn’t you tell me?” Derek snapped angrily.

“Because it was more fun this way.” Peter laughed as Derek stormed off to the Camaro, he turned to you then walked closer. He stopped directly in front of you when he bent down, his denim clad ass resting on the back of his heels. He looked up at you as he grabbed your books, he was right in front of your pussy probably able to smell the arousal rolling off you. You blushed and bit your lip as he slowly stood up so he was almost chest to chest with you. Your breath hitched as he leaned forward his lips brushing against your ear.

“See you later Y/N.” He whispered softly before handing your books to you and walking off.

You still hadn’t moved from your position, your legs felt weak. You could feel how he had affected you the evidence slowly soaking into your underwear. You let out a breath after five minute trying to calm myself down. He affected you in ways you’d never experienced, yet he hadn’t even done anything to you.

****

After getting home you decided to invited Lydia, Allison and Erica round for a sleep over. After turning 18 you left foster care and decided to buy a house with the money your deceased parents left you. It came in handy when the pack need a place to hang or plan for upcoming battles because there were no parents to deal with. Plus it made pack sleep overs easier. You ordered 2 large pizza’s and made sure you had popcorn and ice cream before hearing the door open and a bunch of chatter.

“So what was the reason for this ESR?” Lydia pursed her lips waiting for your response. ESR meant Emergency Sleepover Required. You guys had this code for whenever you needed each other.

“Peter Hale.” You huffed throwing myself on your king sized bed.

“You still haven’t made your move?” Erica laughed before flopping down next to you.

“He’s the sexy older bad boy! So no moves will ever be made.” You whined rolling over so you were on your back.

“What happened anyway?” Allison asked and she sat next to you.

“Derek came to asked me what NSFW meant. Peter was there and he knew exactly what it meant but didn’t speak up! God it was so embarrassing then he picked up my books that I dropped like a klutz but while he was down there, I almost died because he was about 15cm away from my goddam vagina!! When he started getting up he did it so slowly, I had dirty images flashing all up in my head! Then he whispered in my ear and I practically came in my pants!” You exclaimed my face flushed slightly as you spoke.

“Intense.” Lydia nodded, as she brushed through her hair.

“Seduce him.” Out of everyone you did not expect Allison to come out with this sentence and by the shocked faces neither did Erica or Lydia. You sent her with a questioning glance waiting for her to continue.

“Give yourself a makeover and seduce him.” Allison grinned her dimples appearing slowly.

“That’s actually not a bad idea. We could go shopping tomorrow!” Lydia added excitedly, her face glowing at the thought of shopping. Erica nodded in agreement before you sighed.

“Fine! Now enough about sexy older men! Pizza will be here soon.” You giggled and made your way downstairs.

For the rest of the night we enjoyed movies and ate to our hearts content. We gossiped about the boys and went to bed at quite early. When we woke up in the morning we decided to go for coffee at Starbucks before we went shopping.

You linked arms with Allison and Lydia did the same with Erica as you all made your way over to the first store. Coffee and credit cards in hand. Before long you had your arms filled with clothes to try on. You giggled as you made your way to the dressing room.

Your first outfit consisted of a suede, nude pink miniskirt, an off the shoulder white bodysuit and plain white peep toe heels.

You walked out and Erica wolf whistled at you making you chuckle. You did a little spin and Lydia looked at you as if something wasn’t sitting right with her.

“You need jewels.” Lydia finally spoke as she stood up and went to look at the jewellery section.

“A choker. Peter seem like the type to get turned on by something like that.” Erica snorted sarcastically before picking up a golden choker that curved round your neck but didn’t fasten. It also had a few gems in the middle making it look more feminine

“Oh yeah perfect! Next!” Lydia snapped clicking her fingers at you. You laughed and tried on the rest of the outfits by the time the last one came around you was tired but happy. You looked down at the last outfit and grinned. This was the one you had been looking forward to trying on since you started shopping. It was a pair of denim high waist skinnies, a long sleeved low cut black body suit, a maroon handbag and black ankle boots.

You wandered out the stall with a grin on your face the girls complimented you and told me you should wear this outfit today, you nodded and paid for everything. You linked with Erica and walked to the hairdressers. You told Lydia your hair was fine but she insisted on get a few high lights since it was summer. She also paid to get your makeup done making you sigh. You just hoped this worked otherwise all this money will have been wasted. Not that you don’t have money to blow but still as an ex foster child you know how hard life can be.

You looked at your freshly cut, washed and blow dried hair which had also been straightened, it looked nice your Y/H/C now felt brighter. You looked at your makeup, on your lips you wore a matte lipstick that was a similar color to your bag, and your eyes were a metallic brown in a smoky effect. It was all very dark but it looked perfect with your outfit.

“I called the boys and told them to meet us for lunch.” Lydia stated as you left the salon.

“Who’s coming?” You asked as you played with the ends of your freshly cut hair.

“Scott, Stiles, Jackson, Boyd, Derek, Isaac and Liam. Cory and Mason are on a date so they politely declined.” Lydia grinned then continued gushing on how cute mason and Cory were. You smiled as you saw the large table that contained the boys.

You sat down across from Stiles who was gawking, when you looked at the other boys they were gawking to except Derek, who just had wide eyes. You looked at Lydia with a panicked look thinking you looked bad. Before Lydia could open her mouth Stiles spoke up.

“I think I just popped a boner.” Everyone started laughing and you blushed slightly but chuckled as well. Derek glared at Stiles who quickly sat up straight.

“I mean…I love you Derek.” He grinned cheekily, before kissing Derek’s cheek telling him he was joking.

“Aww you guys are so cute!” You gushed resting your head on your hands. Derek blushed and mumbled something about not being cute. As each person looked at the menus you heard a throat clear making you look up to see Peter stood behind Derek. You blushed and looked back at your menu. You felt Allison nudge your knee with hers making you look at her. She motioned for you to sit up straight. You did as you were told and crossed my legs as you did so.

“Would you like to sit here Peter?” Allison asked politely as she got up to move.

“Thank you Allison.” Peter smirked and strolled over to the seat to your right. He sat down, his arms brushing against mine making you shiver involuntarily.

“You look nice Y/N.” He smirked down at you, his head resting on his left hand as he looked you up and down hungrily. Your thighs clenched as his voice reached your ears, shifting in your seat you looked at Erica for any kind of help. She smirked and motioned to your lips. You were confused at first but she bit her lips for emphasis making you nod lightly. You softly tucked my hair behind your ear and looked up at Peter.

“Thank you Peter.” You responded, your tone mildly flirty. You let out a soft giggle biting your lip lightly. His eyes immediately went to your lips, you watched as his jaw clenched his eyes narrowing slightly. You looked back to your menu before glancing up at Stiles who was smirking at you knowingly, you flushed and stared at him as he motioned to his phone. To anyone else it looked like he was just tapping his nails against his phone. You picked up my phone and looked at the new text you had.

Stile : In about five minute move your hair to left.

Me : Why

Stiles : Peter has a neck fetish.

Me : Not sure I wanna know how you know that. But Thanks babe.

You waited about five minutes after you ordered and moved your hair over your left shoulder and continued to Derek about how school. You glanced at Stiles whose eyes were presumably on Peter. He nearly laughed but quickly covered it up with cough. He looked at me and nodded slightly you giggled making Isaac and Derek look up at you. You quickly covered your mouth lightly. Making sure you didn’t smudge your lipstick.

“You know what I don’t wanna know.” Derek grunted before looking to the waiter who was slowly bringing out everyones food. You were halfway through your pasta salad when you felt your phone vibrate in your pocket. You took it out and looked at the new text.

Derek : ‘Accidentally’ bump your foot against his leg.

Derek : And if you ever tell anyone I gave you help on how to seduce my uncle I’ll rip your throat out…with my teeth.

You grinned at the texts and shot a moody looking Derek a thankful smile. He nodded and went back to eating as he listened to Stiles. You continued eating, when you all ordered coffee and cake you glanced at Peter who was talking to Jackson about something. You tuned in to the conversation and waited for the perfect opportunity.

“Yes but basketball is a man’s sport. Lacrosse…not so much.” Peter said as he drank his coffee.

“Yeah whatever older man.” Jackson snorted before kissing Lydia’s temple.

“I’m not th-” He didn’t finish his sentence because you brushed your foot against his calf. You continued to talk to Isaac about the new movie he wanted to see.

“You’re not what?” Jackson chuckled as he drank if iced coffee.

“He was going to say he’s not that old.” You smirked as you turned to the boys.

“Yes. I was.” He responded stiffly as your foot ran up his calf.

After dinner you all made our way to the parking lot, the girls and you got to Lydia’s car but you were stopped by a strained voice.

“I’ll drive Y/N home girls.”

Peter’s eyes narrowed at you not waiting for the girls to respond he walked over to his car. You followed after looking back at the smirking girls. You stopped at the car as Peter open the door for you. You smiled at him, thank him before getting into the car. The ride was silent and it crossed your mind that maybe your plan hadn’t worked. You looked out the window contemplating what went wrong by the time you arrived at yours, you had lost all your confidence. You plucked up the last bit of courage and turn to Peter who had dutifully walked you to your door.

“Would you like to come in for coffee?” You asked softly trying to appear confident. Peter nodded and followed you in but as soon as the door closed behind him you were thrown against it.

“Did you really think you’d get away with teasing me?” Peter growled, his nose touching yours. His lips less than 2 inches away, you stared at him wide eyed before realising your plan did work. You bit your lip letting out a little giggle.

“Oh this is funny is it?” He whispered against your lips, you shivered slightly but maintained your smile. You nodded and looked up at him through your lashes seductively.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” His body pressed against yours as his left hand made its way around your waist. You gasped as he spun you round. You reached out your hands automatically slamming against the door. He gripped your hips tightly pulling you against his apparently rock hard dick. You whimpered and pushed back into him. He groaned softly before moving his right hand up your torso agonizingly slow.

“P-Peter please…” You pleaded grinding you ass against his member.

“Please what baby? What does my little seductive Kitten want?” He whispered in your ear making you shiver. You leaned your head against his chest and spoke.

“Bed..” You moaned as his hands ghosted across your breasts before quickly continuing to your neck.

He turned you round and picked you up wrapping your legs around him. You looked into his eyes before smashing your lips against his. Your body melted against his as he licked and bit at your lips slowly working his tongue past your teeth. He explored every crease of your mouth, you were enjoying the kiss that much you barely registered you were on my bed. He pinned your hands above your head, working his way down your neck kissing and biting his way down to your breasts. He moved the material out the way and kissed your uncovered nipple before circling his tongue round it. You let out a soft moan as he moved his attention to the other, you dug your nails into his shoulders making him growl.

“Peter please…T-Too many clothes…” You whimpered clawing at his top.

“Okay Kitten let’s get rid of these clothes.” Peter responded softly trying to sooth you. After he removed both your clothes he stood and stared down at you, prompting you to quickly cover your pussy, embarrassed by the staring. Peter crawled onto the bed and eased your hands away.

“You’re beautiful Kitten you don’t need to hide anything from me.” He reassured and began to kiss down your stomach. You watched as he slowly made his way to my bare pussy. He spread your legs further making you blush. His hot breath fanned across me causing you to whimper in anticipation. Your hands gripped the sheets beneath as he finally pulled your lips gently apart and took an experimental lick.

“God you taste amazing..” He purred as he finally began attack your pussy with soft nibbles and licks. You bit lip painfully trying to hold back my moans. His tongue pushed into you slightly and you lost it you couldn’t keep quiet anymore.

“Oh god…P-Peter Mmm..Fuck!” You screamed, your hand making their way to his hair tugging at it slightly. He pulled away and grinned at you like you were his prey.

“Do you wanna cum now or do you want me to fuck your orgasm out of you Kitten?” He whispered against your pussy making your back arch slightly.

“W-Want you to fuck it out of me…P-Please?” I knew I sound desperate begging like a child who wanted more candy but I had waited too long for this to happen.

“Okay baby don’t worry…I’ll take care of you.” He got off the bed after giving you a kiss on the forehead, he made his way to his jeans and took out his wallet. He rummaged through it and quickly pulled out a condom. He knelt back on the bed about to open it when you whined grabbing his attention. You shook your head and he look at you uncertain for a second.

“I’m on the pill…I-I wanna feel a-all of you…” You bit my lip hoping he’d agree, you’d waited too long for this and you didn’t want that barrier.

“Okay Kitten…I want you to tell me it I get to rough okay. I don’t wanna hurt you.” However the idea of Peter getting rough only served to turn you on more but you nodded anyway and spread your legs in invitation making him groan as he fisted his cock. Dear god he was big at least 9 inches, it made you wonder if he would fit.

He crawled over to you pressing a passionate yet sweet kiss to your lips before nudging your entrance. You let out a little sob thrusting upwards making his tip push in, he growled before slamming in the rest of the way with a firm thrust. You screamed out in pain and pleasure, burying your head into his shoulder, clinging to him like he was your life line. After a minute I felt the pain subside, you wiggled your hips experimentally. You whimpered and thrust up once again this time with more force.

“S-Shit Y/N don’t do that.” He groaned.

“Jesus Kitten you feel so good.” Peter added his jaw clench it restraint. After calming down a little he decidedly took control of the situation, pulling out almost completely before thrusting back into you roughly. Your nails dug into his bare back making his thrust before faster.

“Oh s-shit! Faster..” You screamed as he sucked a bruise into your neck, his growls getting slightly more feral which only served to bring you closer to your end. You felt the pit in your stomach making you pull back and look into Peter’s eyes.

“P-Peter…so close…” You whimpered your eyes tearing up from the amount of pleasure you were feeling.

“M-Me too Kitten.” He panted softly his right hand intertwining with yours, he leant down and kissed you with so much emotion, you felt your stomach coil tighter and you moaned against his lips. He pulled back and whispered in your ear.

“Cum for me Kitten.” Everything unravelled, his name leaving your lips as you fell over the edge.

“Fuck…Y/N!” Peter growled into your ear as he followed moments after.

After a few minutes of panting and gathering ourselves Peter pulled out and got off the bed and grabbed his boxers. You looked over at him realising he was about to leave, your eyes starting watering, a tiny barely audible whine escaped your lips which made him turn round faster than you’d ever seen him move. He looked at you with worry in his eyes.

“Hey, baby what the matter?” He questioned urgently his voice softer than you’d ever heard. He got back onto the bed and took your face in his hands, wiping away the tears.

“Y-You’re leaving…” I sniffled.

“Woah Y/N I’m not leaving honey. I’m going to get a cloth to clean you up then get you a drink.” He said softly making you look him into his eyes.

“R-Really?” You asked hopefully trying to blink the tears away.

“I promise now wait here and I’ll be back okay.” He kissed your lips softly before moving and going to get what he needed.

After he’d wiped to down and given you a drink of water he rummaged through your drawers and found you a pair of comfortable undies then passed them too you along with the V neck he was wearing before. You smiled softly as he got into bed and pulled your body against his. You stared out the window at the stars.

“Goodnight Kitten.” You heard Peter whispered behind your ear.

“Night Peter.” You responded before letting your eyes drift closed happier than you’d been in forever,

That’s what Friends are for.

#older guy #peter hale #peter hale x reader #peter hale x you #peter x you #peter x reader #smut #D/s undertones #teen wolf #tw #teen wolf imagine

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Scott Isn't Danny and Aren't You Glad?

Someone brought to my attention a post in the #scott mccall tag that I hadn't seen because the OP had the courtesy to use a tag I block, #anti-scott-mccall, on it. (Though I question the wisdom of including both.) It proposed a version of Teen Wolf where Danny was bitten instead of Scott. They believed it would change the story significantly.

You bet it would.

They imagined that Jackson would play the role of 'best friend' and help Danny through his werewolf problem. Scott would grow 'distant' from Stiles because he was dating Allison, and somehow Stiles would become Jackson and Danny's friend, and Danny would tease Stiles about his attraction to Derek. The implication is that Danny would cooperate with Derek when Scott didn't.

I agree that the story would change, but not in the way that the OP considered:

Stiles wouldn't be involved much at all, because as repeated scenes indicated, Danny didn't like Stiles. Danny didn't like that Stiles had no boundaries. He didn't react well to Stiles's personality. Danny was never mean to Stiles, but he clearly wanted to avoid him. Why would that change because Danny became a werewolf? In addition, Stiles only interacted with Derek because Derek was focused on the werewolf Laura's murderer turned. As the sheriff's son and a boy whom the teenager the alpha bit didn't like, Derek would want to avoid Stiles as much as possible.

Derek, by the way, would still go to jail, but initially not for Laura's murder. When Derek broke into Danny's house and threw him up against the wall to demand he not play lacrosse or Derek would kill him -- sorry to say, guys, but lacrosse was very important to Danny since it was one of the few times he stood up to Jackson -- Danny would agree until Derek left the house and then Danny would call the damn police. He would tell the sheriff that Derek Hale broke into his house and threatened to kill him, and no amount of wolf hair would get Derek Hale out of that jail cell. Danny is clever, and, recognizing that Derek wanted to keep werewolves a secret, wouldn't say anything about them because he knew that Derek wouldn't.

Which would be good for Derek, because being in jail would prevent him from dying or losing an arm. Danny wouldn't have any ability to get into the Argent home, but, more importantly, Danny wouldn't go find the Magic Bullet. Derek would no doubt show up asking for help and Danny would say "You want me to find a poison bullet designed to kill werewolves in a house full of werewolf hunters? Pass."

If Derek somehow survived Magic Bullet, he would be dead as a door nail in Formality, because Danny would certainly listen to Jackson telling him to let the Argents use Derek to capture Peter.

I could go on. The truth is that Scott McCall being the one who was bitten was very good for Derek Hale. Even if Danny had the strength of will not to collapse in the face of Peter Hale's physical and mental violations, he wouldn't risk his life (or Jackson's life) to help a stranger who stalked and attacked him. The people who Scott felt impelled to save -- Derek, Stiles, Isaac, Boyd, Erica, etc., etc., ETC. -- would not be saved. This isn't saying that Danny is a bad person. He's a normal person. There was no scene which indicated that he would step up and risk everything for other people. In fact, the scene at the end of 3B, the breakup with Ethan, showed very deliberately that he would choose not to do that, and that's okay!

By the way, that original post is racist. Of course, it is. We've seen this before in the fandom so many times: parts of the fandom try to argue that things would be better if Stiles had been bitten, or Jackson was the "Teen Wolf," or if Scott didn't even exist, or any variation where Scott's story is taken away from him and given to a white male character. You can tell because "Sterek happens" is somehow a consequence. In the end, this is a clever attempt to label Danny as a 'model minority.' He's not like that stubborn, sexually-obsessed moron, Scott McCall. Danny would see the Argents as enemies immediately. Danny would set his own wants to the side for the good of the Hales! The implication is that Danny would do what Stiles told him or Jackson told him or Derek told him. Their Danny would never have the unmitigated gall to attempt to be the main character in his own story.

Except Danny, as characterized, definitely would insist on having control of his own life. The actual Danny was a hacker at the age of 13, possessing a fake I.D., socially confident to do what he wants and with whom. He wouldn't be willing to have his trauma used to designate him as a loyal beta, that is, supporting character.

The ultimate crime of Scott McCall, and why people like the OP mistakenly think that Danny would be a better option, is that he had the nerve to make decisions about his own life and to act in accordance with his own principles, even when those principles conflicted with white male character with whom they sympathize. They see Danny as more pliable and less stubborn, but they have misjudged his character. Danny wouldn't spend three seasons cleaning up the Hale-Argent mess, even as bodies hit the floor. He wouldn't take responsibility for other people's mistakes; being Jackson's friend was about as far as he would go. It was Scott McCall's combination of strength of will and depth of compassion that made Teen Wolf what it was, and that is what makes it a better story.

#danny mahealani #scott mccall #scott mccall defense squad #stiles stilinski #derek hale #fandom racism #teen wolf fandom racism #teen wolf fandom problems

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wheredidhiseyebrowsgo · 2 months

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Omg omg omg I almost missed the ask box being open! First of all though: thank you ever so much for all your hard work.

My question is this: I really like Mpreg fics. And I remember reading one where Derek thought Stiles rejected him and the baby. Only Stiles didn't even know male werewolves could get pregnant. I can find fics with this trope where it's Stiles who is pregnant but not the other way around

I think so!

Naps are nature’s way of reminding you that life is nice by FicLogia

(1/1 I 3,033 I General)

Melissa puts the patient chart away and comes closer to the omega. “It’s normal to change your mind. Especially for someone in your position.” Young, unmated, barely graduated. The omega ob-gyn has seen it one too many times.

Derek shakes his head, runs a hand over the arc of his belly, relishing the feel of it, a quiet sigh escaping his lips. “I want this baby. We wouldn’t be here if I didn’t.”

“Then why? Why didn’t you say anything?”

Little Dash Of Pink by AsagiStilinski

(1/1 I 4,790 I Teen)

Derek always thought those stories he heard about male pregnancies in his family were just old wives' tales and bad jokes

Suddenly, that's no longer true, and he's not too sure how to tell his husband

ay it out loud, love by pineneedlepants

(4/? I 29,137 I Teen)

When Derek first finds out, it's a rainy thursday that reflects his mood perfectly. He's been oddly dizzy lately, with bouts of nausea that don't make any sense to him, and he's pretty sure he's never slept as much as he is now, not even as a carefree teenager. He thumps his forehead gently against the table top, willing the water he drank not five minutes ago to stay down. He's rubbing his head on the wooden surface when he hears it.

There's a soft thump thu-thump coming from somewhere near him. He lifts his head slowly, as not to make the world spin and tries to concentrate where the soft beat is coming from. Because it couldn't possibly be -

Derek cannot be -

With growing horror, he directs his eyes downwards, to his slightly softened belly. His hands have stilled on his skin, trembling lightly. The soft thump thu-thump comes again, and again, and again, the sound getting louder with each soft flutter, until the pulse matches Derek's own. It's almost mesmerizing, a beautiful cadence that flutters in and out of rhythm of Derek's own heartbeat. --

Or the one where there's a misunderstanding of the century, a little angst, a surprise baby and a deliriously happy ending.

A Legend of a Lonely Boy by bunnymaccool

(1/1 I 42,991 I Explicit)

Peter Hale managed to climb his way back up from death only long enough to do one, terrible, horrible thing. It was enough to accomplish his goal. To leave a legacy. Two months after killing his uncle for the second time, Derek is feeling sick and weak, heavy in his own body. What Deaton is telling him should be impossible... but...

There is a werewolf legend. About unmated alpha who desperately desired to have heirs, so he studied the moon and the stars in such great depth that he discovered a secret. On the night of the full moon, when the stars aligned just so … he could plant his pups into whatever body he desired. Regardless of species, regardless of gender.

The danger is this ... werewolves are not meant to carry pups alone. They need someone to guide them, love them, protect them during this time of vulnerability. A partner. A mate. But Derek Hale has none of these things. He has no one. If he and his pup are going to survive, he may just have to follow the ridiculous suggestion Deaton puts forth. The completely annoying, loud-mouthed, pain in his ass suggestion that makes Derek want to rip someone's throat out. With his teeth.

Through the Dark by WriteByNight

(11/35 I 93,401 I Explicit)

#teen wolf #sterek #stiles stilinski #derek hale #rape #mpreg #anon

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