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[01:57] you pant heavily running through the large forest, trees hitting and leaving cuts but you couldn’t care less, you needed to escape
there was a clearing in front of you and you ran faster than before ignore the arrow coated with wolfsbane, digging into your shoulder, you run in to someone
you look up to see the rumoured true alpha, Scott McCall and his pack, eyes turning a cold blue you whimpered out before collapsing
“help me”
Stiles x OC.
If any of you are thinking of committing suicide, please don’t. There are always other options. Talk to someone, tell them how you feel. I’m here for everyone. You can be anonymous, just talk to someone. Don’t give up.
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It's an old trick - Liam Dunbar
Requested by Anonymous: ‘Could you please do an imagine where the reader is Liam’s girlfriend and she’s a computer hacker and no one knows until they have to hack into something and the reader shows off her hacking skills and they are all impressed.’
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You’re on your way home from school when your phone starts ringing. You pull it out of your pocket and hold it up to your ear, without looking at who it is.
“Hello?”
“Hey Y/N.”
“Oh, hey LiLi! How can I help?” You ask, recognising your boyfriend’s voice almost instantly.
“Can you come over to Lydia’s quickly? We’ve found out about a load of files and we need everyone there.”
“Sure thing, I’ll be there in a minute.” You reply, then hang up.
After sending a message to your mum to tell her that you’re at a friend’s house, you set off towards Lydia’s house, where you find the rest of the pack when you arrive.
“Hey guys. What’ve I missed?” You asked, putting your bag down and walking over to them.
“Well, there’s good news, and there’s bad news.” Stiles said.
“Isn’t there always.” You mutter quietly to yourself, momentarily forgetting that most of the pack can hear you and receiving a few smiles.
“The good news is we’ve found some files that contain all of the information we need.” Scott says.
“And the bad news?” You ask, coming up with possible replies in your head.
“They’re all heavily protected and none of us can hack into them.” Lydia finishes.
“I can try.” You offer, deciding it was pointless to keep your skill hidden any longer.
“Look, we appreciate the offer, but I don’t think your computer skill are quite at this level yet Y/N.”
You laugh slightly and gently nudge Lydia off the seat. You sit down and crack your knuckles.
“Let’s see then…” You mutter, clicking around the page. After a few seconds, you start typing quickly on the keyboard.
“Y/N, what are you-” Liam starts to ask, but you stop him by holding up a finger, your gaze not moving from the screen.
5 minutes later, you unlock all the files and sit back in the chair, smiling to yourself. You turn around to see the pack staring at you in a mixture of shock and awe.
“How did you do that?” Kira asks in amazement.
“It’s an old trick I picked up when I was 8. It’s actually quite easy when you know what you need to do. It’s just a matter of figuring out what kind of firewall it is.” You reply, smirking slightly.
“Well, that’ll be useful in the future.” Stiles says. You laugh gently, when you feel a pair of arms wrap around your shoulders.
“That was amazing.” Liam says, smiling.
“Why thank you Liam.” You reply smiling. “Now, if you don’t mind, I need to get back home, I’m on babysitting duty tonight.” You say, standing up.
The pack just nod, and you press a quick kiss to Liam’s cheek before giving everyone a two-fingered salute and leaving.
Unexpected revelation
You’re in your room, reading your favourite book, when your phone starts ringing. Groaning you reach over to pick it up, this was supposed to be your day off. You quickly glance at the name on the screen. Stiles.
“What?” You ask, not bothering to greet him.
“Oh hey Y/N. What a nice greeting you’ve got.” He replies. You roll your eyes.
“Hello Stiles. What do you want?”
“Can’t I just call because I want to talk to you?” He asks innocently.
“Well considering you saw me 2 hours ago at school, I’m guessing there’s another reason for your call.”
“Good point. Anyway, can you come over to Derek’s place real quick?”
“I though I was having the day off and being a normal teenager. What if I already have plans?” You remark.
You hear him scoff at the other end. “Y/N, knowing you, you’re probably lying on your bed, by yourself reading a book. I highly doubt that you have any plans.”
You groan again. “Fine. I’’ll be over in 5 minutes.”
“Thanks Y/N!” You hang up and grab your jacket and put on your shoes.
“Mum! I’m going to a friend’s house!” You shout. You hear a reply of ‘Okay honey’ before grabbing your keys and leaving the house.
After a 5 minute walk, you arrive at Derek’s apartment. You ring the bell and wait for someone to let you in. When the door opens, you see Stiles.
“This had better be good Stilinski.” You tell him, walking into the apartment.
You go into the lounge area to see the rest of the pack sitting there, except for Allison. You sit down next to Lydia and look at everyone expectantly.
“Well?” You ask, gesturing for them to start with your hand.
“You see… The thing is…” Scott starts.
“Spit it out Scott!” You say, getting a bit frustrated.
“The alpha pack have got Erica and Boyd locked in the old bank vault. We think they’re going to make them attack each other.” He blurts out.
“What?! The alpha pack have Boyd and Erica?!” You ask in shock. You just receive a nod from Scott, Stiles and Derek.
“Oh, come on. Like is hasn’t been hard enough to find them, now there’s a pack of alpha werewolves stopping us from saving them!” You half-yell, getting more and more frustrated.
“Loups-garous stupides tout gâcher! Pourquoi ne peuvent-ils pas aller faire chier quelqu’un d’autre?” You yell. You see the pack’s faces scrunch up in confusion and slight shock, except for Derek, who sits up in his chair, raising his eyebrows.
“Y/N? What did you just say?” Scott asks, but you ignore him.
“ Il est comme toute créature surnaturelle a consacré leur vie à la baise jusqu'à la nôtre!” You add, your hands waving around. This just confuses the pack more, and they’re about to ask you what you said again, when something unexpected happens. Derek laughs.
Everyone turns towards him in a mixture of surprise and confusion.
“That was quite the speech, Y/N.” He says, a smile on his face.
“You understood what she said?” Lydia asks. Derek nods. “What was it?”
“I don’t think you want to know exactly what she said, it could do with some censoring.” You laugh, feeling a lot calmer after your outburst.
“Since when did either of you speak French?” Isaac asks.
“I’ve been able to speak French since I was 10.” You admit, still smiling.
“Well, that was an unexpected revelation.”
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Actress
Your favourite part about being an actress is the friends you make through your job and the fun memories you make with them. You’ve had a lot of roles in your career, your favourite role without a doubt is your current role on the TV show Teen Wolf.
Right from the start you knew that you were going to be in for a strange, yet amazing ride. You were right about it being amazing, and you were definitely right about it being strange, especially the bloopers reels. Although the bloopers reels are mostly made up of Tyler Posey and Dylan O'Brien, you’ve definitely contributed to them.
For instance, the night when the entire cast was dancing in your trailer to various songs (including Let It Go) at 2 o'clock in the morning because someone (Dylan O'Brien) had decided it would be a good idea to give everyone a ton of sugary food, causing everyone to be on a massive sugar rush.
Another example is when you were shooting a serious scene with Holland and you were walking into a cafe, when ‘Uptown Funk’ started playing, causing you to both stop acting and start singing and dancing along.
Not only did you contribute to the bloopers reels, you were one of the biggest pranksters on set too. You even managed to prank Dylan and Posey a few times.
Your pranks ranged from simple things, like hiding in trailers and jumping out at people when they came in, to complex pranks, usually including a creepy mask, an airhorn and a lot of silly string.
One of your favourite pranks was when you managed to prank the whole cast in one day. You somehow managed to convince the hair, makeup and costume people to help you too.
Your first target was Dylan. Because he is a heavy sleeper, you managed to fill his entire trailer with balloons, silly string and various strategically placed airhorns.
Next was Holland. Knowing how much she loves her dog, you borrowed some temporary neon green hair dye from the hair trailer, snuck into Holland’s trailer, picked up her dog, took him to your trailer and gave him a ‘nice bath’. You quietly put him back in her trailer and poured away the now green water.
You decided that you would prank the two Tylers together, so you set up a romantic picnic site and set a trail of post-it notes from each of their trailers, leading them to it, with the last one saying ‘Now kiss! (Sorry I ate the food)’.
Arden and Crystal were up next, you decided to go for a simple wardrobe swap prank, taking all of their clothes and putting them in each other’s wardrobes. In the costume trailer, you hid all of their costumes amongst everyone else’s costumes.
Last but not least, Daniel. You were going to prank him, but it was almost his birthday and he looks so adorable when he’s happy, so you decided to do something nice to him. You got a hamper basket from props and filled it with tea bags, rich tea biscuits, crunchies and other assorted British items.
Safe to say, when everyone had been pranked, they weren’t too happy, with a scream of horror coming from Holland’s trailer, a lot of popping from Dylan’s trailer, a few shouts of confusion from Crystal and Arden’s trailers and a loud 'What the hell?!’ from the picnic site.
When everyone realised it was you who did all of the pranks, they started to come up with a prank of their own, with the exception of Daniel, who gave you a thank you hug and said he would protect you from their pranks. That was a great day for you, and would be one of the days you’ll remember forever.
Sorry boys, she’s taken - Malia Tate/Hale
Requested by kaitlynn-is-a-penguin: ‘Hi, could you do prompt 17 with Malia please?’
Sentence prompts here!
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*Your POV*
Ever since Scott turned Malia back from a coyote to a human, you and Stiles had been helping her adjust back and teaching her how to act ‘normally’. Due to the long amount of time the two of you had spent together, a connection formed and, a few months later, the two of you started dating.
Seeing as Malia was still getting used to life as a teenager, you decided to keep it quiet in public, with only the pack knowing. As a result of your relationship being a secret, there were still guys at school coming up to you two separately and flirting with you. After a while, it grew tiring and you wished that you could get them to stop somehow.
The problem was only added to by the fact Malia wasn’t completely able to tell the difference between flirting and friendly chit-chat, meaning that she often thought they were just being nice and returned a few of the compliments. You weren’t the jealous type, but it irritated you how close these other guys were getting to her without her realising.
So far, none of the guys had directly asked her out on a date which made you slightly more relaxed about the whole situation. However, one day you were at you locker when you saw the group of guys that usually flirted with Malia across the hallway.
Using your werewolf hearing, you listened in on their conversation from your position at your locker. Nothing really caught your attention, until you heard one of them saying that they were thinking of asking Malia out today. This alone annoyed you, but what really annoyed you was when you could smell the annoyance radiating off the other boys.
You saw Malia come round the corner, heading towards her locker, causing the group’s attention to perk up. The one who was planning on asking her out (you decided to name him Frank, seeing as you had no idea what his real name was) brushed his shirt down and made his way over to Malia. The others from the group followed closely behind him, each smartening themselves up in various ways.
“Hey Malia.” You heard ‘Frank’ say, causing Malia to look up and smile slightly.
“Oh, hey Jack.” Oh, so that’s what his name is.
“So I was wondering if you wanted to go and see a movie with me this Friday.” Jack said hopefully. Malia looked shocked and slightly confused. It was then you decided to intervene, shutting your locker door and walking over to the group.
When you arrived, you slid your arm around Malia’s waist, making her look at you and smile. You turned your attention back to Jack and the others. You were greeted by looks of a mixture of confusion and shock and a slight hint of disappointment.
“Sorry boys,” You said smirking slightly, “She’s taken.” And with that, you grabbed Malia’s hand and pulled her away from the group, who were staring after your retreating figures.
Don't you dare throw that- Damn it! - Liam Dunbar
Requested by Anonymous: Prompt 11 with Liam?
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*Your POV*
It was a sunny Saturday in Beacon Hills, the first relaxed weekend the pack had in a long time. You were in your kitchen, browsing over different cupcake recipes, trying to decide on which one to make. Your boyfriend Liam was on his way over, having texted you a few minutes earlier, informing you of his visit.
After finally deciding on a chocolate chip cupcake with vanilla icing, you set about getting the ingredients and starting to weigh them out. When everything was ready, you started to work as quickly as you could without spoiling them. You knew that once Liam arrived, the chances of you actually doing anything productive, let alone remotely baking related were extremely slim, so you were trying to do as much as possible before he arrived.
Just as you were mixing it all together in the bowl, you heard the sound of a lock clicking and a door opening, signalling Liam’s arrival. Once he replaced the spare key in the hanging flower basket by your door, he entered the house, closing the door behind him.
“I’m here!” He called out to you, making sure that you were totally aware of his arrival.
“I’m in the kitchen.” You replied, still mixing the cupcake mixture. You heard him walking into the kitchen, and felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist a few moments later.
“What are you making? He asked, leaning forwards to taste some of the mix.
“I’m trying to make cupcakes.” You said, swatting his hand away from the bowl.
“What for?” He asked, trying again from the other side, only to receive the same result.
“I just wanted to do something that normal people do for once, instead of running around after werewolves and various other supernatural creatures.” You explained, opening the cupboard to get a baking tray out. Using this to his advantage, Liam quickly stuck his finger in the mix and, trying to be subtle, but failing horribly.
“Liam! They’re not even in the oven yet!” You exclaimed, scooping a handful of flour out of the bag and throwing it at his stomach. His eyebrows shot up.
“So that’s how you want to play it.” He smiled, grabbing a handful of the mix and throwing it at you. You squealed and ducked, making the mix fly over your head and hitting the cupboards behind you. You grabbed the bag of chocolate chips and started pelting him with a continuous stream of them. You turned around to find something else to throw at him, when you heard him laugh evilly. Turning around, you saw that he had picked an egg out of the container and was smirking at you.
“No no no!” You exclaimed, trying to find something to defend yourself with. “Don’t you dare throw that-” You were cut off by the egg colliding with your body, cracking and soaking your shirt. “Damn it!”
An idea popped into your head, and you smiled to yourself. You grabbed the bowl of mixture from the counter and ran over to the fridge, pulling it open. You grabbed random things, such as chilli, cream, olive oil and grapes and dropped them all into the bowl, creating a disgusting brown coloured mixture. You smirked and started walking towards him slowly.
He saw the bowl full of the slimy substance and a look of horror appeared on his face. He started to back away, until his back hit the wall.
“Have I told you how much I love you today? Because I really do.” He laughed nervously, trying to stop the possibility of having a mixture of whatever you had found in your fridge poured on him.
“I love you too Liam, but you’re not getting out of it that easily.” You smiled sweetly, before tipping the contents of the bowl over his head, laughing. His look of disgust and horror made you laugh harder, until you saw him spread out his arms and made his way over to you, before enveloping you in a very sticky bear hug. You squealed and tried to push him off you, but gave in and sighed happily.
When he finally let you go, you looked around the kitchen and sighed.
“This is going to take ages to clean.”
You can’t sit with us - Brett Talbot
Requested by Anonymous: ‘3 with brett pls Ty a lot’
Y/BF/N = Your best friend’s name
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*Your POV*
Being Liam Dunbar’s twin sister has its ups and downs. It means that you don’t have to worry about bullies or annoying people, because it’s a well-known fact that if you mess with Y/N, Liam will come after you, and he isn’t easy to reason with when he’s angry. However, one of the downs is having to try to keep his wolf side under control, which is made considerably harder due to his IED.
Another one of the downs is that he doesn’t exactly make friends too easily and can hold a grudge for a while. This was never really a problem for you, until you got into a relationship with Liam’s ex-enemy, Brett Talbot. You and Brett met after one of the lacrosse games, and after talking for a little bit, you realised that the two of you have a lot in common. Your first date was at the cinema, when you told Liam you were with your friends. The reason you’ve never told Liam, nor have really considered it a good idea, even though he and Brett are now kind of friends (well they don’t want to attack each other all the time anymore) is because he would inevitably ask how long it had been going on, and since he’s a werewolf, you can’t lie to him.
Brett on the other hand, is more than happy to tell Liam. In fact, he’s quite eager to tell him, asking you almost every day for a few weeks using different methods, from bringing you cookies, to tickling you, to straight up begging you. Despite you saying no every time, he still asks.
When Liam finally found out, it was completely unplanned. It was lunchtime and you were sitting in the cafeteria with Liam, Lydia, Malia and Stiles, quietly talking about the latest supernatural problems. You were staring off into the distance, lost in thought, when Brett came and sat down next to you, wrapping his arm around your waist, pulling you out of your daydream. Your eyes widened when you saw him and you glanced at the rest of the table, only to receive looks of confusion and curiosity.
You quickly stood up, grabbing Brett by the arm and pulling him into the corridor. When you were out of earshot, you turned to him.
“What are you doing?” You hissed, trying not to let anyone hear you.
“What? Am I not allowed to sit next with my girlfriend and her friends anymore?” He asked, raising an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips.
“Normally, yes, but when Liam’s there, who, may I remind you, is completely unaware of our relationship, no, you can’t sit with us.” You sighed, crossing your arms. Brett rolled his eyes.
“Come on Y/N. You need to tell him about us. He’ll find out sooner or later, and it would be better if it was you who told him.” Brett reasoned. You sighed, knowing that he was right.
“Fine,” You muttered, “but don’t blame me if he freaks out.” Brett smiled and quickly pressed a kiss to your lips, before grabbing your hand and leading you back into the cafeteria and back to the table. When you sat down, Liam looked at you, then down at your hand, still intertwined with Brett’s, then back at you with a look of confusion, then realization.
His mouth fell open slightly, before it shut and turned into a small smile.
“So that’s why you come home from Y/BF/N’s house and your smell like Brett.” He said, causing you to blush slightly and look at him in the eyes.
“You’re not mad?” You asked gently, trying to make sure that he wasn’t suddenly going to explode into a fit of anger. He laughed slightly, shaking his head gently.
“My baby sister’s happy, so I’m happy.” He said, earning a shove from you.
“You’re only 11 minutes older than me Liam.”
“Anyway, Brett’s my friend, so I can beat him up if he hurts you and pass it off as ‘friendly violence’.” Another shove. Liam laughed and turned his attention to Brett.
“But seriously dude, if you hurt her, I will personally make sure that your face doesn’t resemble a face in any way.” Brett laughed nervously, before nodding.
“I wouldn’t ever hurt Y/N, bro.”
“Well then we’re okay bro.”
You turned to look at them both. “Are you two in a secret bromance now?”
Almost died of worrying
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*Your POV*
After getting an almost unintelligible phone call from your heart-broken best friend, you found yourself walking to her house with a bag of sweets, films, chocolate, blankets, ice cream and other junk food.
When you arrived, you reached under the doormat and picked up the spare key. Unlocking the door, you stepped inside.
“(Y/B/F/N)?” You called out. You hear a muffled noise coming from upstairs. Bringing your bag with you, you make your way up to your friend’s room. You push the door open and find her lying face-down on her bed. You drop you bag to the floor and sit down on the bed next to her. When you do this, she sits up and you see the makeup running down her face.
You pulled her in for a hug, rubbing her back and quietly muttering words of comfort. After a few minutes of doing this, you pulled back and reach into your bag, pulling out her favourite film and a tub of ice cream. She smiled weakly at you and lay down on the bed as you put in the DVD.
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*3rd person POV*
After recent threats from various assassins regarding the Dead Pool, the pack were on high alert. Any time anyone went anywhere, at least one other member of the pack went with them and the other members of the pack knew about it, in case they were missing.
So, when Y/N hadn’t turned up at the pack meeting, after half an hour the pack were immediately assuming the worst and panicking.
“Why isn’t she answering her phone?” Stiles asked, biting his nails as Scott tried again in vain to get in contact with her.
“It’s ok guys, she’s probably just busy, that’s all.” Lydia suggested, trying to reassure herself more than anyone else.
After 5 more minutes of waiting, Stiles stood up and went over to the door and flung it open, receiving a few startled and questioning looks from the rest of the pack.
“I’m gonna go and see it she’s at home.” Stiles explained, as if he was talking to babies. Scott stood up and joined him, and together they quickly made their way to Y/N’s house.
After knocking repeatedly on the door, they were greeted by Y/N’s slightly disgruntled mother.
“Hello boys,” she said, “can I help?”
“We were just wondering if Y/N’s home.” Scott asked, flashing a smile.
“No, she left about half an hour ago. She ran out, saying it was very important and she would see me later. Sorry boys.” Your mum replied, causing Scott and Stiles’ faces to drop.
Scott forced a smile. “That’s fine, thank you.” The door shut and the boys looked at each other with worried expressions on their faces. When they got back to the others, they shook their heads. This made their nervousness increase, an atmosphere of sadness and worry creating a sad silence.
One by one, the pack slowly fell asleep, fear of what could have happened to Y/N present on all of their minds.
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*Your POV*
You looked over at your friend, to find her asleep on her bed. You smiled gently, slowly gathering your belongings and quietly exiting the room, shutting the door behind you. You let yourself out of the front door, and started walking home. As you walked past Scott’s house, you realised that there had been a pack meeting that you had missed that afternoon. You looked through the window and saw the pack all asleep in various places in the living room.
You decided to let them know you were ok, so you went up to the door and rung the doorbell. After a few moments, it opened to reveal a sleepy Scott rubbing his eyes. When he moved his hands away and looked at you, a mixture of surprise and happiness appeared on his face, as he pulled you in for a hug, catching you off guard. When he finally let go of you, he looked at your bag with a questioning look.
“Where were you Y/N? We were so worried!”
“I was looking after Y/BFF/N, she just went through a really bad breakup and needed help.” You explained. A look of relief spread across his face.
“We all thought something bad had happened to you. You weren’t picking up your phone.”
“I dropped it in a puddle a few days ago and it short-circuited or something, so my mum took it to be repaired today. Anyway, I’m fine, so it’s all ok.” You smiled. Scott let out a gentle sigh and nodding his head.
“Let’s wake the others, they’re all still here.” A mischievous smile spread across your face.
“Scott? Do you still have that air horn from April Fools?”
“Yeah, why?” He asked, looking confused.
“I think these guys need a little ‘help’ getting up.” Scott laughed slightly.
“You never change.” He muttered, running up to his room and grabbing the air horn, returning moments later, holding the horn out to you. You put your bag down gently and tiptoed into the living room. You held out the air horn with one hand, covering your closest ear with the other, before squeezing it, causing a loud screeching noise to erupt from it, jolting everyone awake.
“JESUS!” Stiles exclaimed, shooting up from the seat.
You laughed. “Nope, just me!” Hearing your voice demolished any remaining sleepiness as a happy and relieved look crossed everyone’s faces. Well, almost everyone’s face. Stiles was the exception, a glare appearing on his face as he picked up the closest thing to him, which happened to be the TV remote, and threw it at you. You ducked right before it would have hit you and turned to Stiles in shock.
“What the hell Stiles?!”
“Do you have any idea the amount of stress you caused young lady?” Stiles sassed with a hand on his hip. “I almost died from worrying!” You, along with the rest of the pack started at him in amusement.
“I don’t think you can actually die from worrying, but whatever you say Stiles.” You laughed.
“I’m very good at doing things that other people can’t. It’s a talent.” Stiles joked, a smile on his face.
“That’s true. Well, I’m gonna head home now so that I can get some sleep before the chemistry test tomorrow.” You announced, heading towards the door.
“Wait, we have a chemistry test tomorrow?” Stiles asked in horror. You laughed and went towards the door.
“See you tomorrow!” You said and left. As you went past, you looked through the window to see Stiles banging his head on the wall and the others laughing at him.
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Christmas baking
Christmas imagine #1 - baking with the pack
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Your name: submit What is this?
*Your POV*
Everyone in the pack knew you had amazing baking skills, so it was no surprise when they all turned up at your house to do Christmas baking with your help.
The first struggle was designating the roles to each person. There was a lot of arguing and “but I want to do the mixing!” “Well Y/N said you're doing the rolling so get over it”. Eventually you managed to get them sorted out with Scott and Lydia doing the weighing/measuring, Kira and Malia doing the mixing, Stiles doing the rolling and cutting, Liam on oven duty and you on supervision.
You found a Christmas cookie recipe in a cookbook on the shelf and everyone agreed to make them. Since there was seven of you, you had to change the amount of each ingredient you needed. Luckily, Lydia and Stiles figured it out in about a minute and Lydia and Scott started measuring out the ingredients, passing them to Kira and Malia. You quickly got Liam to preheat the oven before you started instructing Kira and Malia on which things to mix with which and how to mix them. You gave Stiles the cookie cutters and the rolling pin and a pot of flour to spread on the counter and the rolling pin. You found a baking tray and baking paper and lined the tray, ready for the cookies.
Ten stressful and messy minutes later, the cookies were ready to go in to the oven and the oven door closed with a slam. You glanced around the room and saw the mess that had been made.
You sighed, “This is going to be fun to clean up.” The rest of the pack looked around, only just noticing their surroundings.
“Ok, here's how we’re going to do it. Liam and Kira, you're on washing duty. Stiles and Malia, you're on drying and Scott, you're on putting away. Everyone got it?” There were nods and murmurs of agreement in response and everyone set to work. After a couple of minutes everyone found a good system that made the washing up go faster and it was finished within five minutes.
You glanced at the timer and saw that it still had a couple of minutes to go. An idea popped in to your head. “Who wants hot chocolate with marshmallows?” There was a chorus of “Me!” and excited teenagers. You told them all to go in to the lounge except for Liam who stayed and helped you with the hot chocolates. When they were ready the others came racing in, grabbing at the drinks. There was a happy sigh from everyone as the warm liquid touched their lips and there was a comfortable silence as everyone drank happily.
It was disturbed by a loud ringing sound from the timer signalling that the cookies were ready. You got your oven gloves and opened the over door, pulling out the tray and putting it on the counter. The smell of cinnamon and other spices wafted through the air as you transferred the cookies on to a cooling rack. Lydia picked up one of the cookies, blew on it gently to cool it down and took a bite out of it. Everyone watched in suspense as she chewed it before a grin spread across her face.
“They're really good!” She remarked, taking another bite. This made everyone grab a cookie and try one for themselves, noises of approval sounding from them all.
“Merry nearly Christmas guys.” You laughed and got happy grins in response as the pack munched on cookies and drank hot chocolate.
Stilinski family present
Christmas imagine #2 - Stilinski family present ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *Your POV* You woke up to a violent burst of light flooding through your curtains. You groggily rub your eyes as you sit up and find your brother Stiles pulling your curtains open and singing Christmas songs (horribly out of tune, more like wailing really). “GET UP LAZYHEAD IT’S CHRISTMAS!” He yelled as he ripped your blankets off causing you to curl up in a ball to stay warm. “Stiles it’s only 3rd December. Christmas isn't for another 22 days.” Stiles rolled his eyes. “Well that doesn't mean we can't get in the Christmas spirit now, you damn Scrooge.” “I am not Scrooge you nerd, I love Christmas. Just not at half past eight in the morning.” You retorted, glancing at the clock on your bedside table. Stiles raised his eyebrow and glanced at you. “I have hot chocolate downstairs with marshmallows and cookies.” You shot out of bed and quickly put on your dressing gown and slippers. You made your way towards the door, grabbing Stiles by the arm and pulling him with you. When you got into the kitchen, as promised, you found a plate of cinnamon cookies and a steaming mug of hot chocolate with marshmallows bobbing gently on the surface. You leant over the counter and pulled the mug towards you, wrapping your hands around it and blowing on it to cool it down. You sat on a stool and soon Stiles came and sat next to you, his Star Wars mug in his hand. You say there in a comfortable silence for a few minutes before you broke it. “What are you getting Dad for Christmas?” Stiles sighed gently. “I'm not sure. I swear it's never usually this hard, but I can't seem to find the right thing.” You nodded and there was another silence, both of you thinking about what gift your dad would like. An idea popped in to your head. “Hey Stiles?” He looked up. “Yeah?” “You know Dad has been wanting to go on a date with Lydia’s mum for a while, but keeps getting interrupted.” “Yeah… Where's this going?” He questioned, tilting his head. “Why don't we plan a date for them. It'll be a good distraction from all the crazy stuff happening, and it would be the perfect present for him.” Stiles though for a moment, considering the idea, before a grin slide on to his face. “That's a great idea.” You smile. “I know. I have them from time to time.” For the next couple of days you and Stiles worked on the perfect date for your Dad, choosing restaurants, checking the weather forecast and every other detail, until you were happy with your plan. You texted Lydia, who was helping you, and told her to get her mum ready and to meet you and Stiles in an hour. You both approached your dad and he raised an eyebrow when he saw the looks on your faces. “What? What have you done this time?” You and Stiles grinned at each other. “Nothing this time. In fact, it's an early Christmas present for you.” He leant back in his chair. “Go on…” “Well we know how much you want to go on a date with Lydia’s mum.” You started. “So we planned it for you. You have under an hour to get ready.” Stiles finished. “Go on. Go get changed!” You ushered your dad towards the stairs. Half an hour later he came back down, a fresh shirt and tie on with a jacket and trousers. You smiled. “You look great Dad.” He smiled nervously. “You think so?” You nodded and Stiles appeared from in the lounge. He looked at your dad and gave him a thumbs up, a grin on his face. Your dad smiled. “Thanks you guys. This is great.” You grinned and pulled him in to a hug, Stiles joining a few seconds after. “Merry Christmas Dad.” You whispered happily as the three of you stood in the corridor in a group hug.
Out of the dark - Isaac Lahey
Your name: submit What is this?
Everyone has good days where everything goes in your favour and anything that could go wrong doesn’t. Then there’s the bad days, where everything that could go wrong does go wrong. The McCall pack from Beacon Hills were definitely having a bad day, in fact they were having a bad week. With the new threats from the Alpha pack and the mysterious Darach, there was no break for the group of teenagers.
This bad week got progressively worse, so by the end of the week there was little hope left. The worst few days were when the pack were lured into a trap by the Alpha pack and they were being held captive in some sort of vault. Every so often one of the alphas would come in to check they were still there and make occasional threats.
On the last day of them being held captive, the pack knew something was going to happen when the entire alpha pack, minus Deucalion, came in with claws out and smirks on their faces. The lack of food and water and the constant supply of wolfsbane had caused the McCall pack to become tired and unable to put up a strong fight, as well as lacking the motivation to do so. The alphas knew this and came to take advantage of the fact that they were easy targets. As the alphas drew nearer, all the McCall pack could do was wait for the attack and hope that it would be over quickly, trying to shield themselves as best they could and finding a last comfort in each other.
The attack never came, causing the pack to look up. There was a bright light surrounding Y/N, spiralling up into the sky, her eyes closed and her feet lifted off the ground. Her hands were raised and she was muttering words in a strange language. Her eyes snapped open and a bright light came out of each of them, consuming the alphas, her chant ending as she thrust her hands towards them. The pack shielded their eyes from the light and waited for it to die down.
When the light faded away they looked up and saw Y/N hovering over the unconscious bodies of the alphas. There was still a dull glow around Y/N’s body which somehow reenergised the McCall pack.
“Y/N?” Scott called out cautiously. She looked over in their direction before her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she started falling to the ground. Isaac was the first to react and he dashed forwards to catch her, reaching her just before her body hit the ground. The others quickly joined him, surrounding Y/N as she lay unconscious in Isaac’s arms.
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Her eyes slowly opened, adjusting to the light. She pushed herself up so she was leaning on her elbows and rubbed her eyes. There was no one in the room with her, but she could hear voices downstairs. Slowly, she stood up and shuffled over to the door, pushing it open. She made her way down the stairs, holding on to the rail to support herself.
When she got downstairs she saw the others sitting around a table with drinks in their hands. She leaned against the door frame and smiled. Allison was sitting opposite the door so she was the first one to see Y/N. She quickly put her cup down and scrambled out of her chair, getting the attention of the others.
“Y/N!” She ran over to her and pulled her into a tight hug. Y/N laughed and hugged her as the others quickly made their way over. Scott and Stiles hugged her as well, with Lydia having a similar reaction to Allison. Isaac was last and he made eye contact with Y/N, a blank expression on his face. She raised one eyebrow and Isaac quickly pulled her into a tight embrace, his chin resting on the top of her head, her face buried in his chest. The rest of the pack quietly left the room as the two of them stood there in silence.
“How did you do that thing back with the alphas?” Isaac asked softly, without releasing Y/N from his embrace. She lifted her face to look him in the eyes.
“I don’t know. I don’t remember much. I just remember the alphas coming in, then it all went fuzzy.” She replied honestly, still feeling tired from whatever occurred back in the vault.
“Well, whatever it was, I’m glad it happened when it did. Just don’t ever scare me like that again.” His words caused Y/N to pull back, confusion written across her face.
“What did I do to scare you?”
“After the thing where you were floating with the light, you fell out of the sky and almost hit the ground. I almost didn’t reach you in time, and the thought of that terrifies me.” Isaac replied, the memory replaying in his head. “Then you weren’t responding and none of us knew what to do. I felt so helpless.”
Y/N looked at him with with gentle eyes, her hand moving up to his face.
“Isaac, I know that whatever happens to me, you’ll always be there to save me. And I’ll always be there to save you, so you don’t need to be scared. Besides, I’m a tough girl, I’m not gonna let a group of big-headed werewolves get rid of me.” She smiled and Isaac pulled her in to another hug, tears gathering in the corner of his eyes. As they stood there in their loving embrace, they marked the journey. The journey out of the dark.
Hospital reunion - Stiles Stilinski
Your name: submit What is this?
The tension in the pack had been increasing ever since the dread doctors appeared, along with Theo and the chimeras started being created. The person it had the biggest toll on was definitely Stiles, who was slowly losing his friends and even his girlfriend, Y/N. The two of them had been a couple for two years and were almost inseparable, but after a recent argument that ended in Stiles storming out, he was sure that she would never want to see him again. Y/N on the other hand, thought Stiles was angry at her and tried to give him space.
Granted, their argument was hurtful to both of them, Y/N most definitely did not hate Stiles Stilinski, she absolutely adored him. There were many things that Y/N loved about Stiles, from his sense of humour to his nerdiness and his loyalty to his friends. When it came down to it, there was no one Y/N trusted more and trusted him with her life, even though he was just a human, like her.
So when Stiles got injured in a fight and was rushed to hospital, Y/N was right by his side the entire time, not even leaving him when he was stable but unconscious. After hours of sitting and watching his sleeping figure (which wasn’t nearly as creepy as it sounds), Y/N felt her eyes slowly closing as she too was pulled into the dark embrace of sleep.
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When Stiles woke up, he slowly sat up, bringing his hands up to rub his head and he noticed a figure sitting in the chair beside him.
“Dad!” He gently shook his father’s shoulders and watched as he woke up and saw Stiles was awake, quickly pulling him into a hug. When he pulled back, the sheriff put his hands on his son’s shoulders and looked him in the eyes.
“What happened between you and Y/N?” This made Stiles flinch slightly before looking down at his hands that were lying by his side again.
“I don’t wanna talk about it.” Stiles mumbled, playing with his fingers
“C’mon Stiles, what happened?”
He looked at his dad and sighed before telling him.
“I messed up dad. Y/N and I, we had a fight and now I’m pretty sure she hates me.” A few tears gathered in the corners of his eyes as he rubbed his forehead with his fingers, looking down at his lap. His dad smiled softly at him.
“If she hated you, why has she been with you the entire time you were in the hospital?” A look of surprise appeared on Stiles’ face, his eyes lighting up.
“Y/N was here?” The sheriff chuckled and ruffled his son’s hair.
“She still is.” He pointed to the end of the bed where Y/N’s sleeping figure lay, one arm stretched towards where she had been holding Stiles’ hand. As if that was her cue, Y/N stirred, her eyes slowly opening as she rubbed her face with her hand. The sheriff stood up and patted his son on the arm.
“I’m gonna give the two of you some time alone. I’ll be back later.” He left the room and Stiles turned towards his girlfriend who was now standing up and watching him. She smiled at him and suddenly all of his pent up emotions came out, tears rolling down his cheeks as she quickly made her way over to him and pulled him in to a loving embrace. He buried his face in her shoulder, whispering “I’m sorry” over and over as she ran her fingers through his hair, resting her head on his.
Y/N pulled out of the hug to lie down on top of the bed next to Stiles, him wrapping his arms around her, facing each other before Y/N kissed him in the forehead and closed her eyes gently. Stiles smiled lovingly, pulling her slightly closer to him before closing his eyes too. Slowly they fell asleep, arms around each other, foreheads touching, a state of calm passing over them and their hearts beating slowly in time.
NEW IDEA - SEND REQUESTS
Hey guys!
So I was thinking about starting doing ‘dating ___ would include…’ because I think it would help me ease myself back into writing and I can do them quickly, so hopefully they can be done on the same day or by the next day if people request them. So please send in requests with the name of the character and if you want a more specific one, go ahead and request it! All the fandoms I do requests for are in my bio so check there if you’re not sure or drop me a message to ask.
Anna
DCWI - Liam Dunbar
Requested by Anon: Could you dating Liam Dunbar and being a vampire would include??xx
Him nervously admitting that he’s a werewolf to you
“I know”
Making a joke when you're introduced to the pack
Whispering terrible puns from across the room to distract him
Calling each other by your surnames
Star Wars references with Stiles
Helping him practise lacrosse
Running races
Keeping a tally of the winner each time
“Suck it, Dunbar” when you win
Seeing who can sneak up on each other best
Texting until 2am
Being his anchor
Him asking for help in history class
Group gaming with you two and Mason
Ruffling his hair before walking to class
Him escorting you to class from your locker
Stealing his food
“Do you really drink blood or..?” “Does silver really kill you?” “So is that a no?”
Forehead kisses
First kiss after helping his through a full moon for the first time
Hugs from behind
Always having some form of physical contact
Being goals tbh
DCWI - Theo Raeken
Requested by Anon: Dating Theo would include…?
Being best friends with him when you were little
The pack trying to subtly steer you away from him
Introducing you to the supernatural side of Beacon Hills
Introducing you to the rest of the Chimera Pack
Being like a mum to the pack
Protecting you from the Dread Doctors
Being the brains behind the pack’s operations
Comforting him on the anniversary of his sister’s death (even though he killed her what)
Pack movie nights
Getting held as blackmail by Scott’s pack
Coming up with cover stories for him
Study sessions
Seeing his soft side that no one else sees
Him offering to turn you
Kissing him on the cheek
Him making you forget what you were saying
Not too much PDA
In private is a different story
Protective Theo all day every day