#i feel like both scott and melissa don't know how to talk to each other

[spikeface]

Based on (x).

[kitkatwinchester]

LET'S F*CKING GO!!

Okay I know that episode had kind of a bad ending with that cliffhanger of Lydia and the Nogitsune vanishing and Stiles's very emotional and worried and guilty facial expression that is gonna haunt me forever, but DUDE!!

THAT WAS F*CKING INCREDIBLE OMG MY HEART IS JUST--

First of all, YES LYDIA!! YES SCOTT!! WAY TO SEE THROUGH THE TRICKS AND GET OUT!!! Lydia obviously had some help from Peter, but she was still able to fight it and find her way out.

Also as an aside, I feel like, no matter what else he may say, Peter really cares a lot of Lydia, and I feel like she cares about Peter too, in some ways, which is why she keeps going to him and calling him for things. I know there's a romantic ship out there, but that kinda bugs me, so I see it as platonic and I'll stick with that. I fully acknowledge that they care, albeit begrudgingly, about each other though.

And then Scott!! I'm so proud of him!! He knew something was off, but he couldn't quite place it, and as much as he loves/loved Allison, I'm so proud of him for being able to look past that and identify that no, that wasn't right, and he needed to get out, and YES SCOTT I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!!

Before we get into the big scene and ending that I'm obviously going to be adding to my "Best Sciles Moments" list, I do want to branch off for a second to acknowledge Kira and Allison (and Chris, honestly, breaking out of the chair and then not killing Derek because he's awesome), being f*cking bad*ss while fighting the werewolves and trying not to truly hurt them I just...

AND CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT THIS SHOT?!

WHEN I TELL YOU I SCREAMED I MEAN--

WHAT A MOMENT!!

So anyways. Just wanted to acknowledge that.

AND THEN!!!

THE F*CKING ALPHA ROAR!!!

LET'S!!!

F*CKING!!!

GO!!!!

"He's human. But he's still part of the pack, right?" "Yeah. Yeah, of course." "So how do wolves signal their location to the rest of the pack?" "They howl."

YES LYDIA!!

YES SCOTT!!!

LYDIA'S PLAN!!!

SCOTT'S REALIZATION!!!

AND THEN THE BIG OLD TRUE ALPHA HOWL THAT FINALLY GETS STILES'S ATTENTION!!!

AND THEN THE WAY STILES GLARES AT THE NOGITSUNE!!

AND HE DESTROYS THE GAME OF GO!!!

AND THE NOGITSUNE LOSES CONTROL OF ALL THE WEREWOLVES!!

AND HE'S FREE!!

And then it's really emotional and terrifying for a second because they think it didn't work, and everybody's all panicked, and now Scott is wondering what the f*ck Lydia and Peter are talking about, and then in the grossest f*cking way possible, Void Stiles pukes up Real Stiles (but they don't know that yet, but you know what I mean), and everybody's freaking out (and here we love these little subtle moments of Peter putting a protective arm across Lydia's body, and then Peter and Scott diving to grab Real Stiles (before they know it's him) to keep him away from the others and Alan putting his arms around Lydia and Melissa protectively <3) and it's all scary and terrifying and gross.

But then I LOVE that Scott picks up on it. I LOVE that he realizes that something is off, and that the struggling is much more fear than it should be for the Nogitsune, and I love how he considers it, and I love that SCOTT is the one that realizes what actually happened, and then he uncovers his face, and it's STILES, the REAL STILES, and the way he just says "Scott?" with all of this emotion and fear and guilt and relief and Scott just looks at him in utter relief and they both look like they're about to cry and GOD I WISH WE COULD'VE ACTUALLY BEEN ABLE TO ENJOY THAT REUNION BECAUSE IT WAS SO GOOD AND I'M SO GLAD WE GOT HIM OUT!!!

But of course not, because Void had to f*cking run off with Lydia and now we have to deal with that and there's still two episodes left which means this isn't over but STILES IS ALIVE and he's OUT and Scott SAVED HIM and I just....

I'm gonna revel in that, okay??

I'M GONNA REVEL IN THAT!!

And then now we can go save Lydia and kill Void and everyone can be happy and okay and NOTHING ELSE IS GONNA GO WRONG, OKAY?!

NOTHING! (She says not believing a word she says.)

THE IMPORTANT THING IS THAT STILES IS FREE AND NOW WE HAVE MORE OF A CHANCE AND GOOD JOB SCOTT I'M PROUD OF YOU!!

Let's go kill this son of a b*tch.

(I couldn't find any of the gifs I wanted but this will work because THIS FACE I CANNOT THERE IS SO MUCH EMOTION IN THERE AHHHHH. Anyways. We love you, Dylan. <3)

[pretoriafics]

Russian Roulette - Pt. 5

In this series, you will find: Alternative Universe, Soulmate plot, Angst, Fluff. n this chapter, you will find: You and Derek think that you got a clue about the alpha, and you'll go investigate. Word count: 1.701 Pairings: Reader x Platonic!Stiles; Reader x Derek Original characters of this chapter: None. Warnings: English is not my main language <3 Yeah, it was based on Russian Roulette by Rihanna Russian Roulette series: Chapter Four | Chapter Six RUSSIAN ROULETTE MASTERLIST TEEN WOLF MASTERLIST

It wasn't so hard to explain what happened in the school. Actually, Scott made all the work telling that Derek was trying to kill all of you. You said to the authorities that you received a message from Scott and, thinking that he had some kind of problem, you went there to help. You haven't said you saw Derek or something because you would feel awful to incriminate an innocent. So, you just simply said that you did not see anything and took the kids out of school. Sebastian was so proud of you that he said to everyone that the girl who took the teenagers out of school was his Au Pair.

While you're doing the children's laundry, you have begun to think about the message you had received yesterday, falsely attributed to Scott and who took you to school. Well, you could track the origin of the messages and find out something that could help you to find the Alpha. Yeah, it could work!

You call Stiles, to talk about your idea, and then, you go to his house.

"How do you learned to track this?"

Stiles was looking at you, curious, while you enter his house. You gave him a smile.

"I had a hacker phase. But don't worry, I can't do more than this and change another's person Facebook password."

You go upstairs and Stiles opens his bedroom door. Both of you almost had a heart attack when you saw Derek there. You curse in your main language, with your hand in your chest.

"You scared me!"

Stiles put his hands up looking at Derek.

"Calm down, ok, she knows the truth."

Hale's green eyes got narrow, and he gave a step forward to Stiles's direction. He wasn't happy at all.

"What the hell you think you're doing, Stiles?! We can't put one more person into all that shit!"

It was your turn to gave a step forward to Derek and Stiles's direction. Your gaze meets Derek's eyes.

"Calm down, Stiles and Scott didn't tell me anything. I'd found out by myself."

Derek analyzes you. You weren't lying. He put his guard down and nod with his head, and you put yourself in front of Stiles's laptop. Stiles and Derek approach you, looking at the laptop's screen.

"Okay, Derek, I'll tell you my idea: We will track the origin of the messages that the kids and I had received to get to the school. I think it could give us a clue about the Alpha."

Hale arch his eyebrows, looking at you. You were smart.

"Sounds good." He said, and you give him a soft smile.

You start to push a few buttons on the laptop. A few minutes later, the localization was on the screen: It came from the Hospital, and who sent the messages was Melissa McCall.

"It can't be right." Said Stiles, with his hand on his head. He was scared "We should tell Scott?"

"Not yet." You heard Derek's voice "We need to investigate it first."

Stiles nods.

"Okay, we'll go now?"

You got up from the chair, your eyes narrowed.

"We? Oh, no, no." You approach Stiles and cross your arms "You'll go to the lacrosse game, and be a common teenager. I'll solve this."

"But you-"

"Stiles. No."

"Damn!"

"But you can't go by yourself." You heard Derek said, looking at you.

"Okay, so..." You took your phone from Stiles's desk and look at Hale "I'll send you a message, and we'll go together."

"Oh, look! The repair of your car is great! I can't even notice that I hit it."

It was the first thing you notice when you saw Derek's car. You sit in the passenger seat, and he looks at you.

"It wasn't that bad." He turns the car on and, now, you are going to the Hospital "How do you found out about... everything?"

You think it's better to hide some details of the story, at least until you find out about your marks and about the ginger lady. That's the reason you replies:

"It was because of that day in the woods. I thought it was just a nightmare, but then I analyzed it. So I met a guy, who taught me a few things."

"What guy? Chris Argent?"

He glares at you with his eyes narrowed, clearly suspicious about you.

"No. Haytham Conwell. He said to me that I need to stay away from you and Scott, and said that I can't trust you."

Despite your denial, Derek's still suspicious about you. His serious face is focused on the road.

"Maybe he's right."

"I don't think so."

He arches his eyebrows.

"Why not?"

"Because you've saved my life. I'm not the kind of person who forgets people who help me. So... Thank you. I owe you one."

You had clearly taken him by surprise. His body became less tense, and his expression softened.

"Stiles was close to me when you call him." He said, with his guard down at least a little. "We had just caught Scott, he was out of control that night because of the full moon. But when he listened to your voice... He just runs to help you. Those kids love you."

"I know." You gave him a soft smile "I love them too. It's an odd part of being Au Pair, you know? You just have your maternal instincts higher to another level, and then the kids become just like they are your own."

It was Derek's turn to let escape a soft smile. Since you entered Stiles's bedroom, Derek was watching your heartbeats, to make sure you aren't a liar. But you're not. You're just... too good for this wild supernatural world.

Derek parks his car in front of the hospital. You let out a long sigh.

"Okay," You said, looking at his green eyes "I'll come in. I'll call you if I found something."

He nods positively with his head for you, and you go out of the car. Derek had sent to you a few information before you got into his car, like the name of the nurse of his uncle and where are his bedroom. You enter the hospital with all that info in mind, and you go directly to Peter's bedroom. But he isn't there. That's the time you take your phone and call Derek.

"Uh, I'm sure I'm in the correct bedroom, and there's no one here."

"Damn, get out, he's the Alpha!"

Crap.

"You shouldn't be here."

You look to your right and see the nurse.

"Oh, there you are! You give me a lot of troubles with that bullet, you know?"

You look to your left and there he is, Peter Hale, with part of his face burnt.

"I would love to give you more problems than it."

"You know what? I think you're pretty brave for a human. I mean, I could have killed you that night in the woods but I just wanted to play a little."

Derek appears, running and putting himself in front of you.

"(Y/N), get out."

Peter and Derek roared to each other, and the nurse behind you took a dagger out of her clothes. Then, a shiver spread all over your body with a cold feeling. What was that sensation?

Derek attacks Peter, and the nurse tries to hit you with the dagger. Surprisingly, you deflect and hold his wrist, hitting her in the face with your elbow. The nurse staggered back with your hit, and you don't waste the opportunity: You hit her in the face with your right punch, and then you did the same with your left punch. As a final hit, you kick her chest and she fell back. His head hit's a glass table, and she stays unconscious.

You look at your hands, scared. You don't know how to fight like that. What the hell has happened?

The sound of a body falling on the floor push you off your own thoughts. When you turn back, you see that Peter had thrown Derek on the floor. He's bleeding. Instinctively, you push your gun and shoot at Peter. Your shoots didn't hit him, and he catches you by your neck, raising you from the floor.

"There's nothing more dangerous than a brave dumb, don't you think?"

He throws you against the wall, and you fell to the floor. There, while you try to compose yourself, you see Peter walking in Derek's direction.

"I didn't know what I was doing when I killed Laura, I'd lost control! Look, we're a family. We don't need to fight. Think about it."

Peter walks to his nurse and takes her in his arms. He looks at you.

"See you soon, (Y/N)."

After Peter leaves, you stood up and walk to Derek. He has stood up already and has blood on his shirt. He was hurt.

"Do you will heal?" You ask him, looking at the huge cut on his belly.

"Yeah, but slowly because it was made by an Alpha."

"We better take care of it, so. I have some first aid at home. I'll hide you in my bedroom, so, please, you need to stay quiet because I don't wanna be fired."

Derek arch his eyebrows. He wasn't used to this kind of thing.

"I'm used to take care of myself."

"But you don't have to do this all the time, okay? Let me take care of it. Don't worry. I owe you one, remember?"

The smile you gave him just throw away every sort of excuse and argument he could have to say to you. You turn yourself and, while you were walking, you said:

"I'll drive!"

And what choices did he have? He just follows you and listening to your heartbeat, trying to catch all kinds of lies. But he can't detect anything. Actually, he hasn't any reason to get suspicious about you, but life has taught him that he needs to be careful with people. But based on all of the things he saw and know about you, who was just a few ones, you are just a common woman.

Okay, he would give you a chance to gain his trust.

[softranswolves]

ooh these are so intriguing! 4 and 23 please and thank

Hello hello!

4. Allison = Paige reincarnated

This honestly started from the very basic conversation piece in 1x01 when Allison asks Jackson if basketball is the sport of Beacon Hills. As we know, Derek was on the b-ball team and just like that my brain twisted the wires together. There's a lot of elements in this one I'm still undecided on, such as if Paige should save Allison or if when Allison goes to save Lydia she /knows/ she's going to die but there's nothing to be done about it. It would be Dallison endgame, with Allison and Paige both learning about Derek and Paige seeing how far he's strayed (think Allison's confrontation in 3x02 and her slight rage at "turning teenagers into killers," that is partly Paige talking there). I'm also not sure how aware of the reincarnation I want Allison to be, whether she is fully aware or if her saying/doing things reminds Derek of Paige too much to be coincidence - or maybe even Peter is the one to recognize certain patterns. It would also explain why Allison bounced around with so many hobbies and was so self conscious about them, because Paige isn't used to current day stuff and isn't sure how well she's fitting in.

23. 5+1 Malia learning about Allison

This one came in part from talking to @scribeoffate over on discord! I don't remember what prompted it but I had a very sudden thought about how Malia learned about Allison and what she was told. Which led to Jenn pointing out it would make a good 5+1 fic. By 4x01 she doesn't question who Allison is when they're discussing Kate and her "psychotic bitch" aunt, which leads me to believe that the pack told Malia at least /something/ about Allison. So far I've gotten as far as the order she talks to people:

1 - Stiles, but he's somewhat closed off and radiating such strong Guilt chemo signals that it's too overwhelming for her

2 - Kira, because she's also less ingrained in the group but Malia finds out Kira didn't actually get to know too much about Allison in the short time they knew each other; the entire time they were a bit distracted by keeping Stiles alive

3 - Scott, because Malia knows from Stiles that Scallison was a thing, but she also can't help being softer with him because of the trust they've fostered - he's the one who turned her back, after all, the one who has been teaching her how to stay human. But just as Stiles was virtually choking her with Guilt, Scott has an overwhelming amount of Grief and Malia feels it's too close to her own that she doesn't pry

4 - Noah and Melissa together, because an adult figure outside of the core pack may provide better insight, and they tells her about how /normal/ Allison was; not an insult but a reminder that they're all still just teenagers trying to survive, and he tells her about their conversation in the elevator, not the specifics but just the fact that a literal teenager was so devoted to her friends that she was more concerned about that than living an actual life of her own, away from the supernatural. Melissa talks about Allison as her son's gf and how she was so impactful on Scott, but she didn't know Allison all that well personally.

5 - Lydia, who Malia has struggled to get a read on, who Malia is unsure if she even wants her in the pack. Lydia breaks down at one point and Malia tries to assure her that she straight up doesn't care about the image Lydia is trying to project but Lydia screams, not maliciously but because she can't contain it, and Malia backs off which leads to their tension and distance during season 4. They're strained but functional, Malia out of her depth on what to do in terms of empathy and Lydia still just overwhelmed and refusing to let anyone else get close enough to her.

+1 - Malia asks Chris after the Deadpool is done. He is surprised, but glad because others have been walking on eggshells around him. He had time away from it all to process, time to sort through his feelings at least a little bit, and they talk over coffee.

[bethgreeneishopeunseen]

Robert Hurst commented on the video of Car0l and Daryl that Norman reposted from a fan account on Instagram and he said "She's kinda like a mom to yo---oh no!!!" I'm so nervous that this means C@ryl is going to happen :( I don't know exactly what he meant by it so you have any thoughts?

Hey anon, I’m sorry for the late response. For context, Robert Hurst plays Beta, one of the higher-ranking Whisperer antagonists, and he goes by the username randomdonkeykong on his social media. Last month Norman Reedus posted a C@ryl-centric picture on May 6th and then a video on May 8th, both to commemorate the start of season-10 filming. While I don’t trust the writers anymore, I don’t think Hurst’s comment, or even the posts themselves, mean that C@ryl is going to happen.

https://www.instagram.com/p/BxIE5PunwS3/

https://www.instagram.com/p/BxNnq2vnOkK/

For one thing, Hurst could have been joking. We don’t know the full context of his comment, and I don’t know much about him, so this might be on par with his personality/style of humor. More importantly though, TPTB have used C@ryl in the marketing before, and nothing came of it (x) (x). AMC knows that C@ryl is a popular ship, so any social media posts will draw attention. Again, the writers could completely ignore the characterizations they’ve developed over the years, but I’m a fandom elder. I’ve seen this panic come up many times. Anytime Daryl is near a non-attached female character inevitably talk will arise of a romance. It’s why I’m not worried about the C0nnie ship – I remember people panicking over D@rsita leading into season 8 (x).

In regards to the characters themselves, a romantic relationship goes against their established histories, their actors’ interpretation, and the current storyline. Daryl loves Beth, and he will only ever love her (x); C@rol is and always has been a sororal-maternal figure to him. Because this subject has been beaten beyond death, I will direct you to my Bethyl-canonicity tag: x. Below I have also included quotes about Daryl’s lupine-like monogamy and about his relationship with C@rol. NR first described Daryl as being only to love romantically once, for life, back in 2013 and he’s said that up through 2016. (I don’t keep up with interviews so if he said something different after 2016, please let me know, but I won’t trust it unless someone can give me a direct source.) Daryl’s monogamy fits into the lupine and aquiline imagery he’s been connected to as both animals mate for life (x) (x).

Norman Reedus on Daryl’s monogamy:

“I like playing these awkward moments in between that build relationships. I don’t ever want to play that character that grabs the girl and has my way with her. That’s just not who that character is. If Daryl falls in love with you, he’s going to love you for the rest of his life.” October 10th, 2013; Daily Dead (x)

“I think if he’s going to zero in on one, it’s going to happen by accident, and he’s not going to be the one zeroing in first. Then he’ll just stay with her. I think he’s like an eagle — once they start flying together, they’ll always fly together.” February 10th, 2015; Entertainment Weekly’s Sirius radio show (x) (x)

“I like all the awkward things in between that make a person and make it honest. I think that that character, once he shacks up with somebody, he’s going to be with them for life. I don’t want to blow my wad, so to speak, right off the bat, you know what I mean?” April 22nd, 2015; Inquisitr (x)

“If [Daryl] falls in love, he’s always going to be love.” May 7th 2016; Montclair Film Festival Q & A (x) (x, skip to 00:40)

C@ryl as a platonic bond:

Daryl saved Carol during the zombie attack on the farm in true superhero style, sweeping her away on his chopper. Will love finally bloom?

Not if Norman Reedus can help it! The fan fave who plays Daryl hopes things stay platonic, though he adores working with Melissa McBride. “I’ve fought against having C@rol and Daryl hook up because there’s already too many of us doing it on this show,” says Reedus. “It’s more interesting to see these two damaged people gravitating to each other, needing each other’s friendship. But I gotta admit it would be hysterical watching Daryl put on a bunch of deodorant before he goes in for his first kiss.”

Norman Reedus; March 23rd, 2012; TV Insider (x)

IGN: Meanwhile, another interesting relationship is the one between Daryl and C@rol – two very different characters, but they’ve had this interesting bond. How would you describe their relationship? Would you like to see it go into a romantic place, or is it better to not?

Reedus: I’d actually not like to see it go in that direction. I just think it’s more interesting to have these two damaged people see something kindred in each other and gravitate towards each other in that way. I don’t think Daryl’s ever the type of guy that has game - that throws you against a tree and makes out with you as the moonlight glistens off his back. I don’t want to be that guy ever. I’m not that guy in real life, and I don’t want to be that guy in the character. I don’t think Daryl is that suave. I think that if anyone made moves on anyone, C@rol would make moves on Daryl, and Daryl would probably just prematurely ejaculate in his pants and go hide in the bushes. I’m kind of trying to keep it interesting as it is. It would just be too obvious if we made out and we were a couple. It’s been done, and I want to do stuff different on this show than what’s expected, keep it fresh and interesting. I think there’s probably a couple of neighborhood girls Daryl’s been with, and once anything emotional developed in any way I think he just bolted. I want to play him like that forever.

Norman Reedus; October 23rd, 2012; IGN (x)

Now what about your - I guess C@rol, to this point, is now your love interest, so to speak–

No.

She wants to be that way, it seems. But you said no, so–How come her hair doesn’t grow?

Who’s cutting the grass at the prison?I think we should grow weed at the prison. 

Oh yeah! [Laughter]

The thing about C@rol, is like… If we ever hooked up, I’d wanna not know what to do. I’d wanna premature ejaculate in my pants and go cry in a corner, you know? Like with C@rol and Daryl, they’re two damaged people, and that’s their sort of connection as they gravitate towards each other for that. I never want to be that character that takes his shirt off and bangs the girl against a tree in the moonlight. Like I don’t want to do that, not with this guy. So I hope that the important parts stay. I mean, everyone’s trying to get laid, zombie apocalypse, but I’m ready - if Daryl’s ready, I mean.

Norman Reedus; November, 2012; Geek Time on Howard 101 (x)

ETonline: Fans obviously love Daryl and C@rol – will we see any developments in their relationship this week? Does she try to soften his facade?

Reedus: Is she like an emotional roofie? [laughs] It’s there, but I think their bond is so much deeper than “stick your tongue in my mouth.” I like playing that and am glad the writers agree because it’s so awkward when boys meet girls, girls meet boys or boys meet boys, and they want to hook up. But this is a whole different set of uncomfortable rules. They love each other on a different level – it’s not about wanting to get together, it’s more like a sibling relationship. “If you hurt my sister, there’s nowhere you’ll be able to hide.” It’s an impenetrable bond. I know people want them together, but if that happens, I think it’ll be more epic than, “They did it!”

Norman Reedus; March 29th, 2013; ETonline (x)

“It’s also why Reedus is reluctant to let Daryl have a love interest on the show. He came close with the battered wife C@rol. played by Melissa McBride- “damaged people gravitate toward damaged people,“ Reedus says-but he has resisted the occasional plotting of the producers to toss him in the sack with a co-star. “Sometimes they suggest this or that, but if Daryl’s going to get busy with another character it has to be just right,” he says. Reedus gives them credit for letting him make the calls sometimes: “The producers are smart, man. Smart enough to know that Daryl can’t have the kind of love interest that you might think. I feel pretty strongly about it.’”

Norman Reedus; February/March 2014; Nylon Guys (x)

Carol has continued to be a force of her own within Alexandria. Could you see a romantic future for Daryl and C@rol? 

I’ve had lots of talks with Scott about it. I like our relationship how it is. We don’t have to make out to be who we are. We’re kindred spirits; there’s a brother-sister bond there that’s almost stronger than a lovey-dovey bond. I’m not totally against it, but I’m not totally for it. It’s tricky. Once you do that, it’s there forever. To be honest, I’m not begging for it, and I’m not opposed to it.

Norman Reedus; March 29th, 2015; The Hollywood Reporter (x)

“I mean, I get it with the fans who want the C@rol and Daryl thing, but I am just telling you in real life you would not set those two people up with each other!” Jason explained. “You would not do it!” […] We have to admit, Jason make a pretty valid point. But, that doesn’t explain the endless chemistry between C@rol and Daryl, does it? Even Jason knows that, adding: “They care about each other, they are deeply connected on a certain level and I would argue that — why do they need to hook up in order to validate the deep friendship they have? Think about it! They are already connected! That is how I feel about it!”

Jason Douglas (Tobin, C@rol’s love interest from season 6); February 16th, 2017; Hollywood Life (x)

“I turned into a little kid, it was like talking to your Mom…”

Norman Reedus; February 19th, 2017; Talking Dead for 7x10 on Daryl asking C@rol why she left (x).

“Because I feel like [C@ryl is] more of like a brother/sister… mother/son relationship.”

Josh Mc Dermitt; March 1st, 2017; WHOSAY (x) (x, skip to 16:27)

“There is a part of me that sees them both when they are with another as sort of a wounded child,” McBride said. “It’s like sometimes I see them when they joke together, or they’re happy together, or they’re sharing smokes together, or arguing together, being nit-picky together. I just see like Daryl could have reverted to that wounded child on the porch at the reunion, and I sometimes I see C@rol the same way, like a little girl almost, younger. […] “I think it is they’re wounded children, really get one another,” McBride said. “I don’t see her becoming a mother to him at all. I see her becoming that wounded friend.”

Melissa McBride; September 5th, 2017; comic book.com (x) (x)

(x)

In addition, at the beginning of season 7 Melissa McBride explained that C@rol needed time to heal from all the killing before she could entertain a relationship (x). That’s a reason why C@rzekiel didn’t really happen until season 8. I don’t think it would be in character for her to enter a relationship so soon with anyone after her son was murdered and she ended her marriage. Daryl wouldn’t likely have romance on the brain as he is looking after Lydia. If he were pursue romance, it would be someone he’s already in love with, and that’s Beth.

Greg Nicotero’s thoughts on Alone at SDCC 2014:

When they pitched Season 4, they were talking about when the prison goes down and having Daryl and Beth be bunkered together. And it’s interesting because I get to see all the cuts and I see all the edits from the director’s cuts onward. And I loved the scene in the kitchen when they’re talking, and I got the sense that Daryl was starting to kind of fall in love with Beth a little.”

Emily’s thoughts on Bethyl for Insider October 2014:

“Last year, I definitely felt like there was a really special connection between Daryl and Beth that happened. My take on it was that there was a very deep growing connection that could become something more romantic or could become just … you know that was my personal understanding of it. I do feel like Beth has opened up to Daryl in a way that she hasn’t with other people and I do feel like Beth has never been really in love even though you’ve seen her with the two different boyfriends. I don’t think she’s ever been like, ‘grownup in love’ in the way that you feel like someone actually understands you and in sort of that special intimate way. And I do feel like she’s been closer to that with Daryl then with anyone else.”

Emily wrote a song from Beth’s POV called Last Chance, and it’s a love song with sexual overtones.While filming Still, Norman listened to Very Nervous and Love by J. Mascis for Daryl’s character and even pitched for the episode’s closing song.

[triggeringthehealing]

Let’s Pretend (that both our lips are made of candy)

Stiles/Derek | T | ~1.7k | AO3

Summary: Most people present as either Alpha, Beta or Omega in high school. Stiles is a late bloomer, and he's already eighteen when he presents as an Omega. With all his friends already having mates, he doesn't know who his playmating partner will be. Enter Derek Hale, the Alpha who hasn't been seen in Beacon Hills for the past two years.

A/N: Written for the Full Moon Ficlet challenge on Livejournal, prompt #130: Play A/N pt2: Whoops, so I realised that I never posted this on here. Content warnings: ABO, Omega Stiles, Alpha Derek, playmating

He's just turned eighteen and it's too late, he knows it. Most of his classmates have gone through this in sophomore year, most of them presented when they were sixteen at most -- Scott was the last one, presenting as Alpha to everyone's surprise, because he'd been acting as an Omega until then -- except for Stiles. Of course he's the last one of them, the one no one seemed to get a read on, not even Deaton, the local Emissary.

So he's eighteen, and this isn't happening the way it did for Scott, not like for Erica and Boyd -- they were lucky enough to bond at the time -- nor Lydia and Allison. It isn't happening like it did for anyone, Stiles thinks as he walks into the clinic, hands shaking with nervousness that he's trying to pretend he's not feeling.

Because he's in the clinic, having finally presented as Omega the day after his eighteenth birthday, two years after his best friend had been here with the supervision of his mother. Stiles is alone, because as an adult, he doesn't need his father present. It's not required by law to have a guardian there, not like it usually is during these sessions, but then they normally happen before the person is of legal age.

"Hi, I'm…" he starts saying, his voice shakier than he wants it to be.

"Stiles, hi," Melissa McCall greets him, her own tone wavering between cheerful and worried.

He knows the tone, it's a motherly one, and with her sort of dating his Dad, it's something he's learned to accept now. He's not sure he wants her to be here, doesn't know if having someone who knows him is comforting or mortifying, but to his relief she doesn't look judgmental.

"Come on, kiddo, let's get you checked in," she says softly, and gets up from her desk, nodding towards the rooms at the back.

Stiles heard everything about the clinic from Scott, in excruciating and not always appreciated detail, from when Scott was here for his session after presenting.

Play-mating.

Stiles lets the word roll around his mind again, like it has been for the past two weeks. It's no less worrying now that he's here, because this is happening, and despite Scott's recount of his own visit here, Stiles has no idea what to expect. It's different for adults, he was told. Normally it's teenagers, with strict supervision from a guardian each, meeting up in the clinic after a detailed arrangement between the families. Normally it's just a fun, no strings attached, no actual worry about bonding kind of an event. Normally it's two friends practicing how to control their urges before each of them goes into heat.

When was I ever normal? Stiles asks himself, a bitter tone to the voice in his head.

With all his friends and classmates having had their play-mating sessions long ago and with all of them already bonded or at least pre-bonded ever since, he's alone here. Alone and wondering who the unfortunate soul who'll have to put up with his delayed ass -- pun only sort of intended -- will be. Because he's going into the session blind, only knowing from his Dad that an Alpha agreed to take the task on, but Stiles doesn't know who the Alpha is.

"Okay, here's your room," Melissa says, and she points towards a door no different to any others in the building. "Do you remember the rules?"

Stiles nods solemnly.

"Clothes stay on unless there's mutual consent, no bites that would leave marks, no bonding, if I feel like I might be going into real heat I get out," he recites the words that he's read over and over in the last week. "If I feel threatened or uncomfortable, I have a panic button and a safe word."

"What's your safe word?" Melissa asks.

"Claudia."

She nods, knowing the significance of the name, and both of them pause for a moment. Stiles thinks of his Mom -- he knew her name would be his safe word long before he presented -- and what she would think of all this.

"Hey, kiddo," Melissa interrupts his thoughts. "She'd be proud of you, no matter what. She's always been proud of you. We all are."

"I… thank you," Stiles blurts out, and he ducks his head.

"Go on in," she tells him then, to his relief. "You'll be okay."

I hope so, he thinks, though he doesn't say it out loud. He manages a nod, and then he's in the door, and his eyes are scanning over the room behind it.

It looks cozy, walls covered in a warm color, a comfortable couch in the middle of the space. There is a snack table with bottles of water, and Stiles can't help but think that it almost looks like a room that's prepared for someone's heat.

He's still looking around when the door opens again, and Stiles turns, almost making himself dizzy with the speed. What does make his head spin is the person who is standing by the now closed again door, with a perfectly blank expression in his face.

"I…" Stiles tries to speak, but his voice is rough all of a sudden. He clears it, and then tries again, "I think you have the wrong room."

"I don't."

That catches Stiles off-guard even more, because he's in the play-mating room with the last person he was expecting.

Derek Hale, his mind unhelpfully and redundantly supplies while it's reeling. I'm in the room with Derek. In the play-mating room, with Alpha Derek Hale, Stiles thinks.

"You are," Derek says, making Stiles realize that he's actually been mumbling the words that ran through his mind as he was processing the situation. "I hope that is not a problem?"

The question is softer and more hesitant than the usual distant, cold and rough tone that Stiles is used to from Derek. Of course, the first time he's heard it was when Derek caught them on the Hale property back in freshman year, when they went looking for Stiles' hoodie that he'd lost the night before during one of their sneaky expeditions into the Preserve. The same hoodie that Stiles has long grown out of and yet he keeps it in the back of his closet.

Derek hadn't been around for a few years, though, so Stiles is still thrown by the fact that he's here now, and standing in the room like it's no big deal.

"You're back," Stiles blurts out, his brain to mouth filter obviously broken again.

 "I am," Derek nods. "Hey, are you sure you're okay? I can call the nurse…"

Stiles shakes his head quickly and he mumbles a no in what he hopes is a convincing tone.

"You smell nervous," Derek says then, still from his spot by the door.

"Well, I am, a bit," Stiles says, and he tries to bite down the 'duh' that threatens to slip past his lips. "I don't… I mean, I know what to expect, Scott's been very helpful," he shudders at the memory of Scott's retelling of his own play-mating, "but it's still… Melissa was there, uh, I mean Mrs McCall…"

"If you'd be more comfortable with your Dad here…"

"Oh hell no," Stiles says almost in a panic before Derek can finish the thought.

Derek chuckles, and the sound makes Stiles freeze and stare in disbelief. It's such a foreign sound, all he remembers Derek as is a growling, frowning Alpha who chased Stiles off of the Hale property and then continued to glare at him whenever they ran into each other in town.

"I'm sorry," Derek says when Stiles continues staring for longer than he can brush off.

"No, don't," Stiles says, and he shakes his head to clear it. "It's just, I don't think I've seen you smile before," he adds quietly.

"I didn't use to," Derek admits. "Not after the fire…"

His voice fades out, and Stiles wants to apologize again. He knows about the fire, of course, the one that left Derek with almost no family. Before he can say anything, Derek shakes his head and look away, though, like it's not something he wants to talk about. Stiles understands that, there are shadows in his past he's not touching, even though none of them are as big as the weight that's on Derek's shoulders.

"So, uh," he says instead, eager to change the topic. "How do we… what do we do here?"

There's a hint of gratitude in Derek's eyes when he looks back to Stiles, and the hint of a smile is back on Derek's lips. He looks almost the same as when Stiles and Scott got caught in the Preserve, but there's a shadow on Derek's jaw that makes him look a little more rugged, and his shoulders aren't hunched like they used to be.

"Whatever you're comfortable with," Derek says, his eyes dropping down to Stiles' mouth.

"Kissing," Stiles' lips form around the word before he can think it through -- brain filter still off obviously. "Kissing sounds like something I wouldn't mind," he rambles on, his own eyes finding Derek's mouth.

He steps forward, because Derek doesn't look like he's going to move, and it's only when they're toe to toe that Stiles breathes in properly for the first time since Derek walked in. He's immediately hit with the mixture that makes up Derek's unique scent. There's the smell of leather, forest, motor oil --  Stiles' mind jumps to the black Camaro he remembers Derek driving -- and a hint of low arousal.

"Oh," he breathes out when the scents register, and his own body floods with warmth.

It's not heat, Stiles knows that, but being this close to Derek makes his wolf restless, impatient. Nothing happens for a few beats, and when Stiles looks into Derek's eyes again, he realizes that Derek is waiting for him.

"Oh," Stiles says again, a little dumbly because he didn't expect the consideration from an Alpha.

There is only one thought in his mind when he finally leans in and brushes his lips against Derek's surprisingly soft ones, and when their fingers find their way together.

It's only play, Stiles thinks, play-mating. It's not for real.

With that reminder to himself, and with the sudden realization that walking away will not be as easy as he'd expected it to be, Stiles' kisses become a little different. If it's only play, he's going to make sure to make a memory to last him a long time.

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*Isaac Lahey* Power Of Mates

Isaac Lahey X Girl

Request: Challenge

Plot: Mates bring out the softer and more vulnerable side or each other. That’s was main character does to the murderous alpha Isaac.

Word Count: 2,039

A/N: This imagine, or what ever it is. I'm still knew to writing and Tumblr. Is for the What If writing challenge made by @sdavid09. My prompt is What if Isaac was the leader of his own pack? God bless her soul because she had to do a little research for me.

Siting comfortably on my home’s couch.  Silence wrapped around the room like a blanket in the McCall house hold. The pack meeting in slow process, but still continuing.

Glancing at Scott’s feet as he paced through the living room impatiently. Chewing lightly on his finger nails eagerly, you could almost see the concentrated thoughts write over his head in big bold letters. He’ s buried deep inside his chaotic mind.

Lydia and Stiles sitting side by side leaning into each other closely. Whispering their thoughts away together, I secretly smiled to myself. seeing in their eyes they adored one another. Shipping them in the dark was no shame. Liam sat on the couch across from me, fiddle with his thumbs violently. orbs wide as he bit his lip, rapidly thinking. Tapping his foot loudly on the floor sounding like a harsh slap.Everyone else engaged into something, blocking an ounce of the sound out. Malia was placed beside the pack’s pup, playing a game with a determined facial expression. The light sounds of swish, wee, and woo told me she was compelled by the angry birds game.

The fast movement of Liam interrupted my calmed down mind. Jumping up from the love seat, his fiddling was no longer keeping him chained down. “ I can’t wait anymore, you called a pack meeting. What’s going on?” He rambled out like it’ s been caged down for as long as he remembered. He breathed out and relaxed before taking a seat back down.

Scott stopped in his tracks, Lydia and Stiles stopped the flow of their words, Malia letting her phone drop into her lap. Most of the attention growing on the obnoxious puppy, Mine stayed on the alpha. Watching his every move, his eyes carefully becoming red and slowly turning back to a soft brown.  

You're right,” Scott Started, running his hand from the base of his neck then through his hair. “There is another pack in town.” He stated gently , letting us take in the new information we’ve been waiting for.

My heart skipped a single beat, making me think of my original pack. The one I left, the one that used to torture and brutally abuse humans. Just for the joy of watching them suffer. I couldn't stand there and hear human’s desperate cries for help. it wasn't who I was or ever will be, I ran from my brother, my alpha, and my pack.

Scott has said this a million times before, but my mind still thought it was them. If it was them, would they be back for me? That was a stupid question because deep down I new he would be here for me. It scared my heart till the last minute I knew for sure it wasn't his pack.

Never looking back was the best choice I’ve made. Scott and Stiles found me and hesitantly took me in under their wings. It’s wasn't long before Melissa started to take care of me like her own. I will forever be grateful for her pure heart.

“I would of called you guys in sooner, but I don't know what they’re here for. I wanted to know before I told you anything. Their scents are closer towards the preserve, they're slowly spreading towards the city. “  Scott informed us,

“Why don't we go see if they’re a threat at least.’ Malia said shrugging.

“I don't know how many there are.”

My heart clenched harder, my old pack had at least thirty  members. He wouldn't risk having every single strong werewolf member out there. Giving a chance  for the weaker ones to get attacked . I couldn't help,  but be sure it was them.

“There shouldn't be anymore than ten.” I spoke up getting everyone's attention. Scott’s eyebrows furrowed slightly at me.

“How would you know? You didn't know this pack exist until three minutes ago.” Stiles spat out at me sending me a harsh glare. In the past month he’s been giving me the darker side of him. I couldn't figure the real reason why, it was almost like a press of a button.

“I have a feel this is Isaac’s pack.” I stated confidently as a rush of cold washed over my body.

“who is Isaac?” Lydia asked with curiosity colored in her eyes.

“My previous Alpha.”

Tight clothing making me feel more comfortable than I should be in them. Light jeans reaching under my belly button, accompanied by a blue floral shirt. The pair making my body curve a little more than it usual is.

I picked at my nails letting them talk with a small click. What if Isaac is here for me? Wanting for me to be the alpha female by his side, I only got the title and not the power that was suppose to come along with it. I was terrified of him, that being the reason I ran and hide for as long as I can.

“Stop it before you explode for paranoia.”  Lydia spoke over her car radio, she pulled the stirring wheel to the left as she turned into the school parking lot. My hands dropped to my lap forcing a real smile to my lips. “You're right Lyds, I need to breath a little and stop thinking about him.” My tone more light and fluffy as we got out of her blue Toyota.

Trying to convince myself I was over thinking this I walked with Lydia towards the school with small conversation. The tiny tingle at the deep bottom of my heart told me otherwise.

More than half way through the day, the worried thoughts of Isaac drifted away into a rocky shore. Now my mind was focused on the small urge to pee. Not wanting to interrupt the whole class I started tapping my foot repeatedly on the floor quietly.

I’ve done that for awhile before Stiles who was sitting beside me on the left, nudged me harshly in the rib. Causing me to yelp out in pain, Everyone in the class turned their head towards me. The teacher lifting his eyebrows at me, I gulped preparing myself to talk.

“May I be excused?” I squeaked out feeling the sting in my ribs spread, Stiles is human, but Jesus can he jab hard. Mr. Allister nodded his head stiffly before continuing his lesson. I turned my head at Stiles shooting him a death glare, “Watch it Stilinski.” I growled out, he shrugged “Sorry omega, didn't realize you were that weak.” His tone dark and husky.

‘What did I ever do to you?” asked sounding disparate and breathless.  

“Not notice me.” He said gently  right before turning his head back to the lesson, Not giving me a chance to reply to him. I furrowed my eyebrows as I finally made it out of the class room. What did he even mean by that?

Was Stiles secretly interested in me and I didn't happen to see it? Don't get me wrong he’s cute and dorky, but He’s always been pining for Lydia, my now best friend. He’ s in a relationship with her, why would he hold a grudge?

The hallways filled with painful silence, a light ringing in my ears making me turn my head. Looking for the sound then realize that the sound was in my head.  my footsteps and the vague murmurs from the closed classroom doors was the only sound heard.

Now spotting the light pink sign with the person on the front wearing a dress, girls reading underneath her. I hurried my pace feeling the urge to pee build like a sand castle, fast and unpleasant. stretching out towards the metal handle and almost feeling the coldness, but not quite there before my body was whisked fast.

my heart racing with speed virtually missing several beats. My back slamming into the hallway wall forced by another being, my eyes locking in dark blue eyes. No matter how long I haven't seen those eyes, I will never forget who they belonged to..

My murderous mate.

I whimpered under his body, shocked that I didn't catch his intoxicating scent and still couldn't. His touch burning my skin forcing sparks to erupt through out my whole body.  his right hand capturing both my hands as the other one rested on the wall, trapping me either way.

A playful smirk appeared on his face feeling me struggle under his grip, but falling badly. “Try as you will, but I’m never letting you leave again.” His husky and thick tone sent scared tingles to my spine.

“You have no control over me.” I spat harshly at him, hiding the terrified feeling settling in my stomach. Feeling the power beginning to run natural in my veins from the presence of him. Our bond connecting easily, souls happier together after being away from one another for a long amount of time. No longer feeling terrified of him as I flicked my claws and ripped my wrists from his hands.

He backed away a little with wide eyes slightly surprised by my action. In the presence of your mate you got more stronger, more powerful. The pair becoming more dangerous than another pack. Alpha soul mates being unstoppable, and it’ s a huge risk to the human kind.

“I finally found you, my Luna, Don't think for a minute I’d let you go.” He spoke letting me step away from him, stunned he didn't force me back into the wall again. Understanding my power was equal with his for the first time.

“Why would I come back to your pack? Watch humans get harmed and killed when you could be saving their lives.”

“If you said anything about it I'd stop, for you.” he spoke trying to reach for me.

“I did do that, you slashed my cheek and told me never to do it again. You were the one in control and you didn't let me forget it.” I chocked out feeling my throat tighten.

“I loved you, love you. I didn't everything for you.” it physically hurt to heard him say that, he was too blind.

“No! Isaac you were too blinded by your blood thirst for power you didn't realize you were hurting me. That’s the reason I left.” I spoke harshly amazed no one came into the hall to see what was going on. I turned and stormed down the hall, hearing him following me.

“I love you!” he hollered.

I immediately stopped in my tracks, closing my eyes and sighing. Those were the words I was scared he’d say, It made them more believable that he sounded desperate for me to stay. his words were true and I hated it.

“I looked for you the whole time you were gone, Without you I felt my soul grow weak and I became feared by the pack.” 

“That’s who you are.” My breath hitched as I spoke.

“It hurts even more when you say it.” He mumbled, but to me it was clear as if he whispered in my ear.

“But I can’t help that my heart longs for you.” I said turning back around facing him. his dark shade of blue eyes transforming into a lighter shade. he’s powerful. I just couldn't ignore his vulnerable side. It was long before a smirked plastered on his lips.

“That’ my Luna.” He power walked towards me, grabbing behind my neck pulled me towards his lips, like mine were the last drop of water. Our lips moving Harshly in sync, my hands slowly traveling up his arms as his moved down to my hips. Giving them a quick squeeze before pulling me closer practically pulling us to one.

The ringing of the bell was the open gate, letting students flood through the halls. We pulled away from each other letting air back into our lungs. “From this moment on everything is about to change.” Isaac spoke, I smiled. “Good.” feeling happy, a feeling I’ve never real felt till now.

At the last second my eyes landed on Stiles, Leaning against a few lockers. His body tense as his face held disappointment and right now I could care less. I have my mate and I couldn't think of anything better.