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Peter Hale really is just a little bitch who's just hot enough to get away with everything.

Dating Theo Raeken would include . . .

~ Theo always has a hand, arm something on you 

 ~ When you can't actually be near each other he has you wear something of his 

 ~ Sweater, hoodie, bracelet, hat, etc . . .

 ~ Theo would be super protective 

 ~ He gets jealous easily

 ~ Having to calm him down 

 ~ Being his anchor

 ~ Having to remind him that you love him and aren't gonna leave him.

 ~ Him saying your "mine" 

 ~ Nicknames for each other 

 ~ Babe, baby, mine, yours, princess, baby girl 

 ~ Cute dates 

 ~ Theo surprisingly being cliche half the time 

 ~ Cuddles 

 ~ Hugs 

 ~ Kisses 

 ~ Theo loving PDA 

 ~ Lots of PDA 

 ~ You not minding 

 ~ Both of you laughing all the time 

 ~ Jokes 

 ~ Laughing at each other 

 ~ Theo feeling like the luckiest guy in the world

 ~ Theo wondering why your with him

 ~ Him wondering why you dont hate him after all the shit he did to you and your friends 

 ~ Him trying to prove that he's changing trying to be better 

 ~ Hating himself for hurting you ( when you found out that he was working with the dread doctors, and thinking he was using you )

 ~ Him trying to prove to you that he didn’t mean to hurt you, and that you weren’t part of the plan falling in love with you wasn’t part of the plan.

~ Him doing anything and everything to get you to forgive/believe him

~ Hating that you don’t hate him

~ Forgiving him

~ Letting him explain 

~ Being so relieved when he comes back from hell

~ Stiles being like a brother to you so Theo try’s really hard to get you to remember him knowing how close you guys where

~ Him saving you from the GhostRiders

~ Punching while hugging him when he escapes the GhostRiders other demention thing

~ Him apologizing for getting taken on purpose but not apologizing for keeping you safe

~ Finding out that he is living in his truck

~ Telling him he can move in with you (your parents are ok with it)

~ Him trying to talk you out of it, but you telling him he has no choice he can’t fight you on this

~ Him sleeping in your room more than half the time even though he has his own

~ Him getting even more pissed when the hunters take both of you because he hates seeing you in pain (and he has t cause you more pain to get the electricity to burn through the k-ties)

~ Being glad you both graduated because of all the hunters at the school

~ Introducing him to Derek when he shows up to help

~ Derek considering you family and threatening to rip Theo’s throat out, with his teeth if he hurts you (i had to :D) 

~ When you guys are trapped in the police station him not letting go of your hand, even when you all walk out to go “” pack to leave “” Beacon Hills (only to talk to Liam) 

~ Helping The calm Liam down at the abandoned zoo and the locker room

~ Theo being extremely worried when e finds out that you were with Scott, Lydia, and Malia when Scott’s house got shot up

~ Theo protecting you from bullet’s in the hospital

Masterlist

Dating Derek Hale would include . . .

- Meeting Derek when he was walking back from giving the inhaler to Scott 

- Talking for a bit with him before Scott and stiles start to call you

- Derek actually smiling 

-  Him finding you  cute 

- Him smiling a little when he helps Scott and your there

- Being best friends with Scott and stiles since kinder-garden

- Seeing Derek wolf out for the first time

- And not being afraid

- Despite what his blue wolf eyes meant you think there as beautiful as his green eyes (and you tell him)

- Him asking you to go on a date after you save him and Scott from there encounter with crazy alpha Peter

- Stiles not liking the idea

- Learning all about what happened to his family

- Hearing stories from before the fire

- Peter finding you intriguing because your not afraid of him and you make Derek happy

- Being there when Derek slices Peters throat 

- You and Derek being happy 

- Once he starts building his pack you notice it changing him

- Calling him a dick for the way he treats Isaac 

- (protecting Isaac because you and him have been friends since before his mom died)

- Hating the way Erica flirts with him

- Derek reassuring you that he doesn't feel anything towards her

- Helping Scott because Derek is being a cocky ass 

- Derek not liking it and getting mad so you tell him why and leave and then he feels bad

- Being there when Scott agrees to help Derek but on his terms

- When helping them Derek keeps trying to get you to talk to him but you just look anywhere but him

- Stiles telling him that he’s gonna have to make a big juster because him being a douche alpha made their connection very weak

- And he does do something big to get you back 

- Being there with him, Peter, and Isaac when they find the alpha pack symbol on the Hale house door

- Helping them search for Erica and Boyd

- Deucalion targetting you to get to Derek 

- Aiden and Ethan seeing why Derek likes you 

- Being there for him when Cora’s hurt 

- Being with Derek when the Oni put the backward’s 5 behind his ear, them doing the same to you 

- Staying at the loft, he say’s it’s to protect you

- Him being pissed about Dany’s party but saying one downfall to kicking the party out was not dancing or getting to paint you

- Him laughing when you tell him that after knowing there called Oni your still calling them ninja’s 

- Your parents being ok with you staying over at the loft 

- Your parents know about the supernatural, and believing Derek can protect you better there any way (they approve)

- Stiles well void Stiles try’s to come after you just as much as Lydia (because Stiles is really close to you just like Scott).

- Being at the hospital when the electrifying stuff happens

- Trying to run and save Isaac push him out of the way but Derek grabs you pulling you away from the water

- That night later at the loft Derek and you cuddle in bed he can tell your letting tears fall down your face

- Him trying to comfort you saying he’s gonna heal, everything is going to be ok

- Derek not knowing how safe it is at the loft for you when

- Scott telling him it’s probably the safest place for you

- Coming out of the school and seeing Aiden get  stabbed

- Derek seeing you coming up behind him and seeing Aiden dieing

- You being close to both twins (after they became good) so him comforting you about it

- Being worried the whole time he’s gone to Mexico

- Going with your pack/friends to Mexico to find him (and Kate)

- Watching over baby Derek 

- Which is weird for you

- Him hitting on you

- When he gets back to normal you tease him about how little him was so cute, and how he hit on you

- Him getting back at you by teasing you ;)

- You not letting him feel bad about letting himself get fooled by Kate again ( he was turned back to when he thought he could trust her, not his fault)

- When his name unlock’s the last part of the dead pool he confronts you

- Being scared when you find out because you don’t want him to die

- Him assuring you he won’t 

- Derek being afraid that losing his werewolf abilities will let him lose you too

- You assuring him you love him no matter what

- Thinking he died and Argent and Parrish comforting you: only for you to turn around and seeing him, naked, standing over Kate and seeing a very scared Kate

- Telling him he is a very handsome wolf-human and actual wolf

- Going with him for summer break

- Skyping and visits

- (when he comes back to help (season 6) )

- Running up and hugging each other when Argent smiles and moves a little bringing Derek’s into your view

- Burring your head into his shoulder when Stiles fibs about what happened and Derek corrects him

- Going with him when you all (the pack) go to find other wolf’s and save them and help them not get killed by the hunters (Monroes hunters)

- Protective hugs

- Protecting you 24/7

- Staying with him and surprisingly always cuddling

- Derek hugging you from behind all the time

- Resting his chin on your head (cause he’s taller)

- Him not caring that he’s a couple years older than you 

(and I could probably go on but I'm already at 75 - )

Masterlist

MY FRIEND IS A STYDIA/ LYDIA HATER 👿👿👿👿

What Hogwarts houses each of the Teen Wolf characters are because I haven't seen a post about it and am very tired:

(Also, doesn't have the whole cast because... I don't remember all of them to be honest.)

Scott: hufflepuff. No, not griffindor, hufflepuff. This guy values loyalty above all else, has a very strong will, litteraly cannot heal if his friends are divided; no way he's not a hufflepuff.

Stiles: actually hesitating a lot, but let's say slytherin. When this guy has a goal, he'll do anything for it -including getting his dad drunk-, he's more ambitious than some of the others -come on he went to the fbi for god's sake-, his nickname is litteraly mischief.

Lydia: ravenclaw. Do I need to say anything?

Allison: I'll go with griffindor on that one. One of her mottos is to protect innocents, she's brave, she's loyal, she's a griffindor.

Derek: griffindor. No doubt.

Melissa: hufflepuff, just like her son, very compassionate.

Stilinski: griffindor! Doesn't seem that ambitious, is brave above all.

Chris: i have no idea.

Deaton: ravenclaw, duh.

Peter: sly-the-rin.

Isaac: tempted to say griffindor. Mostly because I feel like that's the house he'd want to be in, the one with the values he'd look up to the most.

Boyd: ravenclaw. Might not be a very innovative answer, but he just has the vibes.

Erica: slytherin. She has ambitions and she makes sure she can achieve them.

Malia: griffindor.

Kira: maybe hufflepuff? Seems the most fitting.

Liam: griffindor or hufflepuff? Still thinking about it.

Mason: ravenclaw or slytherin maybe. Althought I'd mostly say ravenclaw, since he doesn't seem like that kind of ambitious.

Theo: slytherin. Nothing to add here.

Hayden: griffindor.

Corey: hufflepuff! He's sweet, not very brave, not very ambitious. But very lovable.

Jackson: slytherin! Ambition first, everything else after. Even if he feels too dumb to be a slytherin to be honest.

Danny: hufflepuff? Maybe?

"To be honest I am totally up for killing you right now, but I've got other priorities."

🐾Don't play like that!🐾

I can’t

End of the Line [ 1 ] || Stiles Stilinski

A/N: this takes place during season 6A, when Stiles is taken by the Ghost Riders. a STYDIA SCENE TURNED INTO AN STILES x READER SCENE. also, italicized text symbolizes memory.

word count: 2,426

WARNINGS: i’d say none, but some might consider angst? I don’t know how this works yet.

Inspired by this song. Highly recommended you listen on repeat while reading!

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Your heart ached as you walked through the doors. It wasn't an aching that you'd get from seeing a sad scene in a movie or seeing someone cry in public — it’s the feeling you get when you lose someone. You felt like you lost someone.

You felt lost. And you didn't know why.

Frantic. You were so frantic, tears welling in your eyes as you scanned the parking lot of Beacon Hills High School in search of your hazel-eyed best friend.

"Y/N?"

You heard him call out for you, and in that moment you didn't care if you tripped over your own two feet to get to him. You did what it took to get to him as fast you could.

The wind was picking up. The golden brown autumn leaves that tumbled from the trees were being blown by the harsh wind, your hair being whipped around your face. You didn't care. You only cared about him, only cared about being in his arms.

"You know me. Oh, thank God." He panted, hurrying you into his strong embrace. You were speechless, heart racing at the thought of being too late before he was taken. Clinging to his body, your  fists clenching into his flannel shirt.

"I know you." You managed to squeak out, mind feeling hazy.

You knew him. But it began to feel like you didn't.

Your eyes screwed shut, and you hissed in pain at the sudden pounding to your temples. Instinctively, you held your head, ignoring the stares you were given by fellow peers as your slowed your walking in the hallway.

And just as quick as it came, the headache was gone. Your eyes sprung open, and you let your gaze travel through the sea of students. Fingers tingling as well as the tip of your tongue, and you couldn't explain why. Someone was supposed to be here. But where were they?

With your brows furrowed, a look of determination settled nicely on your features. You pushed your way through the bodies, but not without looking at each one of their faces in hopes of easing the longing feeling that was only growing in the pit of your stomach.

"I think everyone else is forgetting."

Your words were weary, tears leaking from your eyes and trailing down your cheeks. Bottom lip wobbling as your grip on his flannel shirt only tightened.

The sight of you this way broke his heart, and you could see it in his whiskey colored eyes.

'Those eyes, how could I forget them?' You thought. But little did you know it was already slipping your mind.

He opened his mouth to give you as many comforting words he could before his time was up, but it was too late.

The wind picked up gradually, cold air nipping at both of your skin causing your cheeks to flush. Your clothes flapping against your body as your hair attempted to block your vision of him. So you tied it up.

Although it was blind to your eyes, it wasn't to his. He froze in your arms, a panicked look taking over his beautiful features as his eyes darted around in front of him. You could feel his breathing picking up as you held him, which caused yours to do the same.

"What is it?" You asked, no matter how badly you didn't want to ask the question — you did.

"Do you see them?" Was all he asked, his arms slipping from their hold on you as he slowly stepped back.

You took this time to look around you, only to see the dimly lit parking lot with a few cars in it. "See what?"

He whimpered at your response, and you watched as tears filled his eyes. Taking a step toward you, his large hand clasped around your wrist, gently tugging you in his direction and away from the men on the horses that only he saw. His eyes weren't on you, they were on something ahead of you — they were on them.

"Stiles," You swallowed thickly, slowly pulling your eyes away from the empty lot to his fear stricken face. "If you can see them, they're gonna.."

You couldn't finish. You didn't want to, because you knew if you did, the truth would become even more real than it already has.

Stiles finally tore his eyes away from the Ghost Riders that slowly gathered in front of the two of you, grabbing onto both of your arms firmly.

"No, I know. I know. They're coming for me."

Headache again, but what was the trigger?

You stopped in the middle of the hallway, wincing at the harsh pounding in your head. It felt as though the back of your head was being whacked with a metal bat and you couldn't get it to settle or stop.

Looking around again, nobody seemed to give you the wave of familiarity you were yearning for.

You began to grow frustrated with yourself. Why couldn't you remember who you were looking for? They must've been way too important to forget if your body is aching to find them.

But you can't fulfill your own needs.

Why? Because you don't even know who you were looking for anymore.

"You have to get away from me. Right now, okay?"

You felt your pulse begin to quicken as the hairs on your arms and back of your neck began to rise. They were here, they were close. You could feel them, but you couldn't see them.

Shaking your head at him, Stiles scoffed. Now wasn't the time to be stubborn, so he let it go. "Alright, come on. Come on!"

He began to drag you off in the direction away from the school's doors, and you didn't even care about the fact that he was pulling you so carelessly, you were tripping over your own two feet. You needed to get away.

You crashed into Stiles' body as he stopped abruptly, him seeing a single Ghost Rider at the end of the path. "This way, this way, come on." Just like that, he was pulling you back in the direction you came.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!" He shouted, skidding into another stop.

The tears rolling down your face were relentless, looking in multiple directions, but seeing absolutely nothing. Unlike Stiles, who had every reason to be afraid, but all he was worried about was you.

"Stiles!" You finally broke, a sob escaping your lips as you let him drag you around through the parking lot in attempt to escape. "Stiles, where are they?" You whimpered, huddling your body as close to his as possible.

He slowed his movements, panting breaths with eyes full of fear and panic as he looked around you both.

"They're everywhere."

The headaches you were beginning to feel made you feel numb. It hurt that much.

Heading to your locker, you raised your shaky hands to the combination lock that rested there, swirling in the combination.

You've never had headaches or migraines this severe, or repeatedly in one day. You never thought to keep spare Advil in your bag or locker. Glancing at the clock posted on one of the walls in the hallway, you let out a sigh of relief at the sight of having a little more than 10 minutes until class started.

'Maybe the headaches would die down by then,' you thought to yourself, rummaging through your locker to put away larger textbooks only to replace them with the needed ones.

Your locker slammed shut, and you clamped the combination lock back together. Almost immediately, you turned your head to look across the emptier hallway. You looked at the set of lockers across the hall expectantly, but soon made a face of confusion. The action was almost an instinct, but nobody you knew was over there, you were met with an empty set of lockers.

"Don't look at them, Y/N, okay?"

Stiles was booking it to his powder blue jeep, hand latched with yours as he struggled to get the keys out of his back pocket. Neither of you skipped a beat when throwing yourselves into the front seats, hands reattaching almost immediately.

"Don't try to scream, they'll take you too. Do not look at them." He ordered, both of you jumping at the loud crack of lightening in the sky. However to Stiles, it was the whip of a Ghost Rider.

You shook your head rapidly. "I won't, I won't!" you assured him, heart lurching in your chest as you watched the car keys slip from his shaking grasp.

Tears rolled down your cheeks as Stiles' hurried movements stopped, and instead of starting the ignition and driving out of here, he let his hand fall into his lap. "What are you doing? We need to get out of here!" You yelped, feeling your heart stop all together.

"There's no time." Was all he said.

He turned his body to face yours, using both hands to grab onto yours with need. "Y/N, I'm going to be erased, okay? Just like Alex. You're gonna forget me."

Alex. A name you didn't recognize. You knew it was the effects of the Ghost Riders, and didn't suppress the sob that left your mouth.

"No. No, I won't! I won't. I won't." You promised, your sobs escaping at every chance they could.

The only reason why you were sobbing as bad as you were, was because you were making a promise you couldn't keep. As you stared into the beautiful whiskey eyes of your best friend, as welcoming and calming as they were, they were beginning to look unfamiliar to you.

Stiles shushed your mumbles of promises by placing his larger hands on your face, cupping your cheeks. "You will." He whispered calmly, tears rolling down his own freckled cheeks as he gave you a small smile. "Just try to find some way to remember me, okay?"

Remember.

Your bottom lip trembled as you desperately grabbed onto his hands, your eyes never moving to look at anything but his own.

"Remember how you were the first person to know my real name?" He chuckled, eyes lighting up slightly at the sight of you giving him a breathless laugh at the hazy memory, soon followed by a sniffle.

Remember.

"Remember how you always liked to hold my hand in the hallways so you wouldn't get trampled, just like I'll always remember how you smile at me across the hallway from your locker." He spoke, words trembling while using the pads of his thumbs to wipe away to new set of tears.

You wept as you leaned into his slightly familiar hands, fighting with yourself to remember, but cried when you were only given a slight hazy vision.

You were forgetting.

Stiles tore his gaze away from yours quickly, before reconnecting them and sniffling. "Remember how you were the only person I talked to about my mom, Y/N. I trust you with my life." He breathed out, leaning his forehead against yours as his eyes shut.

"And I trust you with mine." You let out weakly, eyes closing as you savored the touch that, for some reason, brought you so much comfort.

Remember.

He pulled away slowly, peeling his eyes opened and you gasped. You didn't know those eyes, not one bit.

Stiles' heart shattered at the fact, he could see the scared look on your face clearly. Readjusting his grip on your face, he licked his lips nervously before speaking again."Remember... Remember that I've been in love with you since the beginning of our friendship, and that I didn't even realize until middle school." He chuckled humorlessly, swiping at the few stray tears that sprung from your eyes.

Remember.

You shook your head in his hold, the faint memories of your blossoming friendship since diapers flashing before your eyes. "Stiles." You wailed, sucking your bottom lip into your mouth to silence your cries.

The boy's eyes flickered past you, his heart stopping at the sight of a Ghost Rider just outside your window. He released a steady breath, leaning into your face.

"And remember this."

He whispered, and before you could ask, his lips were planted on yours.

Tears rolled down each of your cheeks, merging together in the places your faces were touching. It was a whole new set of waterworks, because as he kissed you, you could feel the distant wanting of this moment. However, it was crowded by the overwhelming feeling of unfamiliarity.

You pulled away, a ghost of a smile on your lips as you stared into a pair of beautiful whiskey eyes.

Remember.

The moment didn't last long at all.

Time seemed like it slowed instantly in this moment, but it hadn't at all — in fact, it happened way too quick for you to comprehend.

The door to Stiles' side opened by a large gust of wind, a Ghost Rider, and he was dragged out. You screamed, at an octave that would put a banshee to shame. Reaching out for the boy that was pulled out of the car by the wind, you choked on a sob when he disappeared with a crack of lighting.

Your arms wrapped around yourself as you pushed your body into the jeep at was slowly beginning to fade from your memory, the only word leaving your lips being 'Remember.'

You jumped at the feeling of a hand being placed on your arm, snapping out your daze to meet the concerned looks of Scott, Malia, and Lydia.

"You alright?" Scott asked softly, taking a step closer to get a good look at your face after getting a whiff of your anxious aroma.

As Scott stepped forward, Malia did too, inspecting your face with her naturally gruff expression. "People were looking at you stupid for staring at the lockers across the hall. Who are you looking for?" She asked bluntly, letting out a yelp from the whack on the arm she received from Lydia.

Despite how blunt her words were, you looked at her as tears filled your eyes. Her hard gaze softened almost immediately, feeling guilty as she thought what she said hurt your feelings.

But that wasn't it, not at all. It was the multiple painful headaches you got just from being at school for 10 minutes. It was the longing feeling you had in the pit of your stomach, the anxiousness you felt walking through the hallways because you were supposed to be with someone. You were looking for someone, but —

"I, um.. I can't remember."

Can I request a teen wolf ship then?) For both male and female character, since I’m bi, if that’s ok. I’m female, short (5’2) and insecure ab my body and blame most of problems for my thighs. I have heterochromia i’m blonde. I love art, books and storms. I’m infp, very ambitious + quite smart. I rarely get angry, but I’m comfortable being sassy and I value sense of humor and intelligence in others. I hate rudeness and disrespect, and I’m mostly romantic And drink 4-6 cups of black coffee a day.

sure thing! also i think having heterochromia is suuuper cool :) p.s. i got a little carried away..

TEEN WOLF SHIP.

(GIRLxBOY)

Honestly, girl you are the perfect match for STILES.

And I mean that.

The first thing Stiles will do upon your first encounter is ramble about how cool your eyes are, maybe throw in a few facts about people who have them, and eventually turn into a blushing mess at the realization that he went on a tangent in order to tell you that your eyes are pretty.

He loves you because you’re pretty much the only person who can keep up with him, the pack usually can’t or don’t even bother to mess with the spastic boy, but especially try to avoid him when he’s taken too much Adderall. Stiles comes to you because he knows how much caffeine you drink, and is always happy when you’re just as off the walls as he is.

Stiles always wants you around. He admires youre intelligence and LOVES that you actually appreciate his sense of humor. You’re the only one in the group that actually acknowledges his quick witted comments, sarcasm, or jokes and giggle along side him. He stopped asking others for help with research or getting things done because he enjoys your company so much and likes that you’re able to read up on things with him.

You two do a lot of running around, so there’s never really time for proper dates. Stiles usually sets up his room, grabs his laptop and you two switch off nights picking movies. He obviously picks Star Wars. Whenever you two or intimate or being romantic, he will always make it a point to you ‘I love you’ and ‘You’re beautiful, every freaking aspect of you is.’ Stiles always wants you to be aware of how perfect you are to him, no matter what, and that he’s eternally grateful that you’ve given him the opportunity to make you happy.

(GIRLxGIRL)

I could really see you with MALIA.

Under all that tough exterior, she’s a total baby. I think you can really bring that out of her.

When Malia firsts sees you, she almost immediately indetifies you as a wolf because of your eyes. She’s never seen anyone with eyes like yours from the short time she’s been a human, and she thinks they’re just another like her or Scott.

She finally understands after telling her multiple times (and her not believing you) that you’re only human, but she doesn’t stop clinging to you, saying ‘I don’t care, you smell really good.’ It’s funny because you think she thinks you smell like a dinner, when Malia actually means she’s in love with the scent you give off.

When she develops feelings for you, she wants to always be around, and her scent to linger on you. She’ll give you hugs, making the group give her smug looks because they all know what she’s doing. She’ll linger around with you, looping her arm through yours, sitting next to you in the school library or at lunch. Malia no longer wants Stiles to teach her about being a human, and instead wants you to do it in order to be around you and your scent more.

You end up teaching her about your own loves, books, arts, and storms, which Malia instantly grows to love so she can bond with you. You teach her about being kind, and that being angry or violent is something people don’t usually like, especially you. At this, Malia knows to try and control herself to make you proud.

Whenever it comes to the point of talking about being mindful of people’s downfalls or insecurities, Malia asks you what you mean, ‘What are insecurities, and why do I have to be mindful of them? Just stop having them.’ Not fully understanding, you tell her what having an insecurity is like, along with telling her that you have some as well.

However, growing up as a coyote, Malia hasn’t seen many humans. She doesn’t see ugliness or imperfections on any human body, she finds everyone beautiful. She finds you stunning. So instead of being blunt or rude, she remembers you teaching her to be kind. Taking a deep breath to tell you, ‘Well I think you’re beautiful.’

And maybe, just maybe, you kiss.

If you're going through hell, keep going.

Willow by Taylor Swift is totally a stydia anthem!

I was buying groceries 'cause life sucks and I heard willow by Taylor Swift playing and boy, does that song describe Lydia and Stiles so perfectly! Like listen to me, I am definitely not reaching or shit faced (maybe a little?) here. I don't even listen to pop music but these lyrics literally fits stydia feels head on.

I'm like the water when your ship rolled in that night Rough on the surface but you cut through like a knife : You cannot tell me that our favourite dorks didn't do this until they got their shit together. Lydia was the guarded cold ship to Stile's tropical sea till the end of season 2 and then Stiles became the the ship moving away from Lydia's ever warming sea of emotions that he opened the gates to.

I never would've known from that look on your face Lost in your current like a priceless wine: Lydia who though Stiles was just another boy who took her for the face value and she did the same. She perceived him as just another loser who was not worth her attention. She ignored him him in the pilot episode but as the season progressed she came to know him and he became one of her best friends. By season three she was a goner. Lydia who acknowledged she did not feel love like what Allison felt for Scott in the earlier seasons was willing to throw her life for him multiple times. Everything that Allison described came a full circle for Lydia .

The more that you say The less I know- Literally Stiles musing on how Lydia feels for him. Stiles could never gauge if his feeling were reciprocated in the same way. Annnd then when Stiles and Malia get together, Lydia did the same wondering if Stiles still felt anything for her. Wherever you stray I follow I'm begging for you to take my hand Wreck my plans: Like c'mon, do I need to even elaborate this? Like really this exactly defines Stydia until season six part B rolled down. Life was a willow and it bent right to your wind Head on the pillow, I could feel you sneaking in As if you were a mythical thing Like you were a trophy or a champion ring And there was one prize I'd cheat to win: Ahem. Lydia's actual progression towards falling in love with the boy who made a plan to get her fall in love with him. The winter formal and Peter biting Lydia which triggered her banshee nature were a domino reaction which changed her life forever and Stiles was one of the most important catalyst in the subsequent chain of reaction. Stiles sneaked into her defenses, he chipped her armor of ice and indifference little by little. Lydia who is an actual mythical creature in a world full of mythical creatures such as fox spirits, werewolves, hunters and druids seems more surprised by Stiles's unfiltered humanity. She who was once a queen bee, the girl who dated the jocks no matter how horribly they treated her realised her actual worth along with what really mattered. Stiles was always infatuated with Lydia, putting her on a pedestal but as he got to know her, she became so much more than just a romantic interest. His adoration turned to love and it was reciprocated even if he had no clue. Both of them never gave up on each other and were willing to do everything to make sure the other was safe no matter what.

Show me the places where the others gave you scars: I think this is what Stiles did that endeared him the most. He was the only one who actually saw Lydia for who she really was and soothed her insecurities that she had gathered over the years. He peeled back the layers and took in the damage others had left on her. He allowed Lydia to be herself and encouraged her to stop hiding her brilliance and heart from others. He loved every imperfection of her. You know that my train could take you home Anywhere else is hollow: I think Stydia really like really became endgame during season three. Both Lydia and Stiles's character went through a brilliant phase of discovering themselves. Lydia became confident enough in her own skin and started putting her real self out there and Stiles started growing up. He was not longer the Robin to Scott's Batman but the main character in his own story. They tried dating others and trying to make it work but imo Stiles always knew and when he rescued Lydia from Eichen house, even she knew that it was useless to resist the pull. I think Stiles's relationship with Malia put things into perspective for the viewers since Lydia never loved Jackson or Aiden and the whole Parish thing went nowhere and was honestly creepy. Stiles and Malia were cute together but while they were good on paper, Stiles's actual feelings showed whenever Lydia was involved. I think he tried filling the gap by letting Malia in especially since they started getting tanged really after the nogitsune debacle but soon realised that while he loved Malia he wasn't in love with her. They were each others tether and boy, her love for him opened a rift to another plane of existence to bring him back home(the train station scene guys!).

Teacher: So, Eli, tell us about your parents, what do they do?

Eli: *thinks about his millionaire werewolf dad who turns into an actual wolf*

Eli: *thinks about his spark-witch dad who specializes in supernatural crime*

Eli: My dad's a mechanic.

Scott *entering room* : Why’s Stiles lying face down on the carpet and screaming and why did Derek just pass me muttering about jumping off the roof?

Peter *having the time of his life* : It’s all just a- *voice breaks* - lil strange innit boys?

Stiles *screams intensified*

Scott: .. wh-

Lydia *trying to figure out how Stiles is one of the smartest people around* : We went to negotiate with the new pack

Malia *cackling with Peter* : The one possessive over its pack?

Scott: .. Right

Peter *snickering* : And Stiles here was with Derek making introductions cuz the rest of us *gestures to him and Malia* were… cautious

Stiles *screaming while lying face down*: YOU WANTED TO PLANT LANDMINES IN THE FOREST

Peter: Thats what I said.. anyways, the leader stepped forward, pointed to a woman in her pack and said, “She’s my mate.”

Malia *losing her mind and falling to the ground laughing while Stiles screams become louder*

Scott: and?

Peter: And what do you think our brave, snarky, cunning and smart Stiles said?

Stiles : IT WAS NOT MY FAULT OKAY IT WAS A MUSINDERSTA-

Malia *wheezing* : HE POINTED TO DEREK AND SAID “He’s my mate”!

Stiles *turning bright red* : I THOUGHT THEY WERE BRITISH OKAY?

Friends don't look at friends that way

Malia x female reader

Teen wolf imagine

My parents are homophobic and I was raised to be a homophobic, but they are abusive and all and I realized that I didn't want to live by anyone's rules anymore, so I low-key cheer on LGBTQ+. And Malia is literally the only girl that's made me rethink my sexuality and here I am. So this is the imagine <3

Summary: yn has always been there for Malia, specially when she came back from being a coyote and getting her used to normal life again. She thinks they're just best friends till Malia says something that changes everything.

Warnings: these is my first time writing with these bi thing so please tell me if there are some incorrect things.

Yn had always been there. Since the start. Since the day that malia turned back into a human girl, yn had felt like something had strung them both together and she called it friendship.

Malia also felt like something was pulling them together, she had felt attracted by her, by the wayyn was so kind, the sound of her laugh, the way her eyes lit up when she was happy. The way she smelt like home, she felt safe whenever she was with her. She knew there had to be something more than just friendship, but she didn't really dare to say anything. Not really.

The pack saw how you two were close and talked between themselves that yn and malia should just start dating and spare them all the drama.

And their wish had come true when in senior year.

The dread doctors business was a nasty one, you didn't know who was a human who was a chimera and yn lived in constant fear that something bad would eventionally hurt her friends.

Yn was human and Malia tried along the rest of the pack to protect her at all cost but they failed when she was taken by the dread doctors along with Liam and Hayden.

Malia freaked out. And that's when she realized hoe much Yn actually meant to her. More than a friend. Definitely a lover, bit a sinking realization hit her that yn wouldn't feel the same way about her. But she couldn't spare those thoughts, not here in the tunnels going around in circles whith no other lead.

"We'll find them malia" said Scott trying to keep the werecoyote calm, even when he himself was scared that he may lose two lives with he was supposed to protect.

"But what if we find them and they're not alive"malia complained giving him a look between desesperation and fear" what if YN's not alive"

Scott turned around to face her" well find yn, well find your best friend"

"Best friend" Malian muttered with loathing

Scott heard and the corner of his lips twitched upwards"you finally realized you had feeling for each other?" He laughed despite the circumstances.

"You guys knew?!" Malia exclaimed her voice bouncing of the walls creating echoes.

"We knew all along! It was the most obvious thing in the world" Scott shrugged his shoulders and kept walking.

"Yn probably doesn't like me she just thinks of me as a friend"malia protested, her voice emotionless. Keeping her feelings to herself.

Scott turned around once again facing her eyebrows drawn together "Friend don't look at friends that way, you two have looked each other in the eye a little too long to be just friends."

Malia raised her eye row at him "you guys have been watching us?"

Scott started walking beside her " we even have a bet going on to who will say their undying feelings for each other first"

"Really?!"

"Yeah" answered Scott laughing

"We should put a bet on stiles and Lydia too"

While this happend yn had been slipping in and out of consciousness. And when she woke up, she was laying on the floor her head propped up into someone's lap.

She looked around her and tried to sit up.

"Thank God you woke up" yn turned around to see Liam to whom she was laying on and Hayden by his side.

"Where the hell are we" she asked looking around. They appeared to be in a old theater and a fence covered the only way out. She saw I was electrified and groaned.

"I thi k were in the dread doctors lair"answered Liam

Are you guys ok?" She asked the sophomores as she saw Hayden clothing her stomach were it looked like black blood staining her shirt

"Not really" replied Hayden clutching her eyes closed in pain.

"Don't worry Scott will find us" I hope she added in her mind as she went to the younger girls side holding her hand.

*A little skip to the good part cause is 1 am

Malia walked into the McCall house hold with tears threatening to fall from her eyes.

They haven't found them. Heaven only knew what they could be doing to them.

She heard Scott gasp beside her, and she looked up to see Liam and Hayden laying on the couch, Lydia putting a blanket over them as they slept. They looking over them protectly.

Her eyes searched the room but she couldn't see yn.

"She's in the kitchen" Malian turned around to see Theo giving her a knowing smile."she was asking for you"

Malia nodded to him and for a second stood there. Then she went and hugged him. "Thank you" she muttered and pulled away walking toward the kitchen.

She found Yn sitting in the counter a cup of coffee before her, she looked up when malia came in and gave her a small smile "hey there bestie"

Malia rushed over to her and hugged her"i swear ill kill them all" she muttered into her hair.

Yn gave a light laugh and hugged her back. Malia pulled away and sat in a chair next to her facing her.

They sat there for a moment just looking at each other yns hand in malias.

"Yn""malia" they both started and stopped and looked at each other laughing

"You go first""no you"

"No, but really Malia, you first"

Malia sighted and looked into yns eyes, she didn't know what to say. So she just looked at their intertwined hands and sighted.

"I dont ever want to lose you again"she muttered

"You didn't lose me, I'm right here"yn commented.

"No you don't understand" said Malian looking up into her eyes against can't lose you, j can't because if I do, I don't know what I'll do"she looked straight Into yns eyes and yes heart picked up "I don't ever want to lose you because I love you yn"malia muttered

Yn gave a short gasp. She didn't... she wasn't.... but what if... what if maybe she was... what if she loved her back.

Flashbacks flooded back.. yn and Malia driving together throught the town blasting music and singing at the top of their lungs. Them laying together watching the night sky. Them staring into each other's eyes. I little bit too much to be Just Friends.

"I.." she stammered. Malian waited for her response her heart beat picking up, as she stared at the girl who had her heart." I think I love you too" she whispered.

Then Malia did what she had wanted to do ages ago without realizing it. She kisses her. Malian put her hands to the sides of her face and yn put hers in her arms as she kissed her back. Lips fitting together perfectly.

Malia pulled back for a moment of air "yn would you be my girlfriend?" She gasped out

Yn gave her a wide grin "i'd love too"

Whoopings were heard from the living room and laughs and clapping of hands.

"Finally!" They heard stiles literally yell

"Finally I don't have to be gay alone" mason laughed.

"You guys have been listening in?!""again?!"yn and Malian both yelled.

They looked at each other and giggled

"Do you want to take this upstairs?" Yn whispered to malia

Malia just grinned and took her hand and as they made their way upstairs they heard stiles yell after them"remember to wear protection!" Then Lydia saying to him"they don't need one dumbass"

So what do you guys think? I tried my best buy its 2 am and I'm tired. So tell me what you guys think and requests are always open

Solving a problem on the Hale way by simply slowly back away 

i love how basically the whole fandom has collectively decided to ignore canon and decide that everyone is queer in Teen Wolf

the only thing i took away from the teen wolf movie is that they should have also been able to say fuck in the show

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