#mine: melissa mccall

[forbescaroline]

TOP 5/10 CHARACTERS PER SHOW (as voted by my followers) ↳ teen wolf edition #8. Melissa McCall portrayed by Melissa Ponzio

[tylerposey]

We got a problem. Teen Wolf: The Movie (2023)

[alphaboyd]

[letthestorieslive]

Something something Scott is exhausted.

But he isn't exhausted enough not to notice how terrified his mother his. She's trying to keep it under but it's seeping in her scent. It's sour, it's heavy.

And she hasn't stop touching him since she brought him back to life.

Hands cupping his cheeks, lips pressed to the top of his head, fingers running through his hair, arms braced under his armpits, and hand wrapped around his wrist with two fingers tightly pressed against his pulse point.

Scott wants to reassure her but his body isn't following. His tongue is too heavy, his throat is too raw, and his chest is too aching.

Moving hurts. Breathing hurts more.

Being alive is too much.

He wants to go back to the semblance of peace he found minutes ago. Before being ripped from that dark, quiet space, only to know pain.

The guilt is eating him up as his mother and Mason help him walk away from the library. It's eating him up because he shouldn't long for that. Not with his mom next to him, clinging to him, face as pale as a ghost. Not when Mason's half-terrified, half-relieved scent barely covers the smell of his own blood. He knows he shouldn't because it wasn't exactly peace but death and Scott doesn't want to die. He doesn't.

But the peace was intoxicating.

[blackhholes]

Biblical Imagery in Teen Wolf

genesis 4:8 / genesis 6:7 / 2nd kings 4:30 / psalms 51:5 / luke 23:34 / john 11:44 / john 13:33-34 / john 20:11 / galatians 6:17 / revelations 19:20

[iammyownsaviour]

It will take a while to make you smile

read on AO3

100 wc, Teen Wolf, Melissa McCall & Scott McCall, Gen, Mother-Son Relationship, G-rating, Pre-Canon, for @teenwolfrarepairevents Summary: Melissa's heart hurts when she sees the smile on her beautiful son's face is replaced with tears every day since they talked to him about the divorce.

[moths-in-hats]

moodboard: chris x melissa

[bumblebeatrice]

+ bonus

pack mccall protecting attempting to protect each other 1/?

Momma McCall and Her Sons

TEEN WOLF — 3.07 | "Currents"

[stilinskiderek]

teen wolf appreciation week: day 9

music, types of love, or crossover

[thomas-the-goat-of-satan]

Melissa McCall, scream queen of the 2010's. to me.

[gorgeoussimplehousecat]

melissa mccall m.d. let's goooooooo

[mummybear]

My Brother's Best Friend - Part Two - Too Much

Words: 4085

Warnings: Swearing, Angst, Mention's Of Blood, Tiny Bit Of Smut, Multiple Heart To Heart, Protective Scott, Possessive Stiles, I think that's it! :)

Characters: Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Reader/Sadie McCall, Lydia Martin, Liam Dunbar, Allison Argent, Melissa McCall.

Pairing: Stiles Stilinski and Reader

Summary: Tensions are running high when you discover more than you had ever imagined has happened over the past few months. What you do discover after all this time might only be the tip of the iceberg.

A/N: Hey guys, so this is part two! Thank you to everyone who has read/liked/commented on the first chapter I appreciate it more than you know! This chapter is a little more angsty than the last so I hope you enjoy it, had to bring in momma McCall for this one! Enjoy, and let me know what you think! :D

Chapter 2 - Too Much

The drive back home is silent, the air thick with tension. Almost like nobody dares to speak a word. Stiles flexes his fingers and they move further up your thigh. You have to fight your body's reaction to squirm against the onslaught, you want him closer and you want him to stop all at the same time. You bite your lip when his long fingers brush against the edge of your panties. Fighting every instinct currently battling it out in your psyche, you close your legs, trying to focus on the road ahead, rather than the insatiable man beside you.

Your eyes snap toward Stiles when you hear a deep and pleased rumble coming from him, as he buries his nose in your neck his lips slowly make their way up. Not stopping until his teeth are nibbling at your ear. You can taste the slight hint of blood on your tongue as you continue to bite back the whimper of want building in the back of your throat. Suddenly though, you lose control when his fingers brush against the dampened lace of your panties.

“Is that all for me? So fucking wet,” Stiles rasps his voice almost a growl, as his teeth drag across your ear lobe and another whimper leaves your now parted lips. 

“Stiles. Stop, for fuck’s sake,” Scott growls, and you swear that you hear the creek of the steering wheel beneath his grip.

Stiles either doesn’t care what your brother has to say or he just simply doesn’t listen. The next thing you know his lips have dropped to your neck once again, and he’s sucking what you have to assume is going to be a mark into your neck. He releases the skin with a gentle nip of his teeth and he groans when his fingers push your panties to the side, no doubt happy to finally get to your bare skin. You suddenly forget where you are and who you’re with. You can’t explain it, but the next thing you know you’ve parted your thighs, and you’re rolling your hips to get closer to him.

“You want me to make it all better, beautiful?” he growls, dragging two long fingers through your slick.

“Please, Stiles. I need it,” you whimper as those fingers slowly but firmly circle your clit.

“So fuckin’ wet. All fucking mine.” He moans as your fingers wrap around his wrist and you push his hand closer to you. Letting out a shuddered moan when his fingers move to your opening.

“Right. That’s it, I’ve had enough.” Scott snaps, and Stiles pulls you against him right as Scott slams on the breaks.

Stiles grins at you as he slips his fingers between his lips, your gaze is glued to him as he sucks those fingers between his plump lips and moans in pleasure.

Suddenly the back door opens, and it’s almost ripped off of the hinges, you’re dragged from the car by Lydia, apparently you had made it home.

“Hey Lyd’s,” you grin at her dreamily, letting her tug you further away. Leaving just enough room for Scott to barge in.

“Hey Mini, hell of a night, huh?” She smiles, wrapping an arm around you, probably worried you still can’t stand up properly. In truth she’s not totally wrong. 

You wince as Scott drags Stiles from the car and roughly slams him against the side of it. 

Suddenly it's like you’re doused in reality, as your lust fades a little further into the background. Leaving it so that you’re able to focus once more on your surroundings. What you see leaves your mouth open in shock. Lydia takes your hand and gently squeezes it, while you both watch the scene unfold, but the shock of what you are watching leaves you unable to squeeze back.

Because it looks as if Stiles is fighting against Scott, and Scott doesn’t exactly appear to be finding it very easy to keep Stiles in place. You can’t see Stiles’ face, but you can see Scott’s red Alpha eyes reflected in the window of the car. The sudden roar that cuts through the air even has you scared. You haven’t heard your brother this angry in a long time, and even Lydia flinches beside me as instinctively pulls me closer, while the other wolves bow their heads in submission to their Alpha. 

Your hold on Lydia’s hand would be painful for most people, luckily you know she can take it. Scott’s forehead presses against Stiles' as they seem to have a quiet conversation, so that nobody can hear. There’s a collective sigh of relief when Scott steps back and releases Stiles, leaving him to sag back against the car. 

However, then the confusion is back for you. The humiliation of what you’d let Stiles do to you in front of everyone in that car, including your big brother, his best friend. You can feel the deep blush as it covers your body. You need to get out of here, you take Lydia by surprise when you yank your hand free from hers, slowly stepping back away from the scene and everyone involved. Almost as one everyone turns to look at you, and your heart hammers painfully in your chest. A tear rolls down your cheek, you just don’t understand, what the hell is going on? 

In the right place at the right time, maybe you’d have gone there with Stiles, but not that fast, and certainly not the two places where things had happened tonight. It was almost as though you had no control of your actions, no control of your own body or mind.

“Sadie? Hey, it’s okay. This isn't your fault, none of it is. Just come inside, I think we should all talk.” Scott sounds so sincere, not one look of judgement on his face, he’s stepping closer slowly, like you’re a wounded animal that he’s scared will run if given the opportunity.

The tears are falling now, thick and fast, but you don’t dare to look anywhere that isn’t your brother. Too scared of what you might see on his friends' faces. There’s one direction in particular that you can’t even consider glancing in, because you’re terrified of the look of regret that will be on his face. 

You continue to step back though, you need to be anywhere but here and quickly. Your heart is aching painfully, you don’t know what to do, your head hurts so much right now.

“Please, dont,” Scott practically begs, his big brown eyes meeting yours, but when he takes another step towards you, you do the only thing you can. You run.

You don’t even know where you’re going, unable to think straight or see very well in the dark you simply take off. Scott knows you well enough to know that if he follows you, you wouldn’t want to talk about anything right now. So all you hear as you run is your own heartbeat thundering in your ears and the wind whipping around you as you sprint faster than you have in years. You don’t stop until your legs and lungs are burning, only stopping to rest against the railing by the lake. Letting your head rest on your arms, sucking in air the best you can.

When you finally have your breathing under control, you stumble back into the bench behind you and sink into it with a thud. Tilting your head back, you look up at the stars, wishing that anything about tonight had made any sense. 

Your lifelong crush had made out with you, in fact you’d even taken things to the next level. You can’t help but think that you should be happy. But so many things about tonight don’t make any sense, and you hate it. You need this night to make sense. You can’t forget the look of desperation on Stiles’ face when it had just been the two of you, even if he liked you a lot, that look, you just don’t understand it completely. You’d known him your entire life and he had never once looked at you that way. It was almost like he was terrified you’d turn him away, even more than you’d been that he would do the same to you. Then there’s that word he’d growled before he’d pounced on you. Mate. What the hell did that mean? Not to mention that purple glow his eyes had. Once you have chalked it up to a trick of the light or something, but you had seen it alot more than once. 

Before you can drive yourself insane you hear the crunch of leaves behind you, and you jump up and spin around. But your anger very quickly deflates when you see the one person who always knows how to make everything better. “Mom? What are you doing out here?” you ask in an almost broken whisper. Trying to keep your voice even, though you know it’s pointless, she knows you too well. Not to mention that the person who had sent her here would’ve told her everything anyway.

“Baby, come on. You know better than to try that around me,” she smiles gently, pulling you into her arms as soon as she’s close enough. 

You sag against her as she wraps you in her arms, burying your face into her shoulder and the tears come once again. She doesn’t even try to stop the tears, only holds you tighter, until they stop on their own. 

When you’ve finally stopped shaking she leads you over to the bench, and you take a seat before she turns you around to face her.

“You want to talk about it, sweetheart?” 

“I dunno if I can. I mean this isn’t exactly normal stuff. Even if it was and I wanted to talk, this is why I should have a friend to talk to, but since Callie. I just can’t,” you sniff, trying to block out memories of your best friend. 

Callie had been killed last year, thankfully nothing to do with werewolves or the supernatural. Not that it would have made much difference, she was still gone. You missed her like crazy, she knew everything about you and your crazy mixed up family, it never scared her away, she was always there, no matter what was happening. Until that one night. It felt as though your heart had been ripped out when you’d received the news. It still does when you think about it for too long.

“Hmm, I guess you’re right. Though part of this is perfectly normal, honey. I know you’ve always had a soft spot for Stiles. I can just listen if you want? You can leave out anything you don’t want to tell me,” she smiles, nudging you gently with her shoulder when you look at her, your face unable to hide the shock that she knew.

“How did you..?”

“How did I know about Stiles?” she chuckles quietly, cupping your cheeks so that you meet her eyes.

“Because, not to be a cliche, but I am your mother.” she winks at that, making you smile, then she shrugs and wraps her arm around your shoulders, “and honestly, I think the only people who didn’t know were Scott and Stiles. Those boys, I swear they haven’t changed since they were kids.” 

That fond smile on her face is one you can’t help but share, with a defeated sigh you meet your mothers eyes.

“I know you won’t tell me any details, but something’s going on right? I’m guessing you know Stiles has changed somehow? You just won’t tell me how, right? He has to tell me himself, or Scott?”

“We never could keep anything from you baby girl. Yes, a lot has changed, with Stiles, and otherwise. Honestly I wouldn’t even know where to begin explaining this. I mean… It’s big, I won’t lie. But I know you can handle this Sadie.” 

You swallow the lump which has lodged in your throat as you stare down at your hands, “I’ll try. That’s all I can say, until I actually know what’s going on. Unfortunately I guess we can’t put this off forever.” 

You stand and take your mom’s offered hand and the two of you make the short walk back to the house, albeit slowly, she knows you well enough to know that you need time to process everything still. 

“If you need space then you tell me. I’ll make sure you damn well get it, Alpha or not, he’s my son and your brother. You know he will do whatever is best for you. If you want, we’ll make them wait until morning? It’s your call, sweetheart.”

“Pretty sure there’s only one thing I can do.”

You straighten your spine and take a deep breath, looking over at the woman on your right. She’s by far the strongest person you’d ever met, and likely ever would meet. You’re pretty sure that you already know what she would do in your position. Clenching your free hand into a fist, you turn to look at her. Melissa McCall could’ve become a victim so many times in her life but she’d never become one, and you intended to follow in her footsteps, no matter how difficult the situation, you wouldn’t let anyone break you.

As if she can read your mind she gives your hand a squeeze and smiles, “that’s my girl.” 

When the two of you return home the house is deathly quiet, no sign whatsoever of anyone outside the house. Immediately your mind goes to the worst case scenario and judging by the slow steps your mom is taking, she’s thinking along the same lines. 

The front door creaking open is the only sound in the house, and it sounds so much louder when it’s surrounded by the silence. “Maybe they just left?” you whisper hopefully, not even believing the words as you say them.

Almost as if by muscle memory, in the pitch black you wrap your fingers around the end of Stiles’ baseball bat, you’re a little surprised that it’s still here, when he doesn’t appear to be. But you’re not about to complain about having a weapon when you need one. As you move through the kitchen there’s the slight drip of the tap, a sound which seems to almost bounce off of the walls in the silence. You can even hear the sound of the wind whistling against the windows but nothing else.

The hand that’s wrapped around yours tightens further, as you’re pulled closer to your mom’s body. You take another step forward when a thought occurs to you, swallowing your fear you whisper once more.

“What about the basement? We sound proofed it, could they be down there and we’re worried over nothing?” 

The moonlight almost seems to light the path as soon as your mom gives you a nod of agreement. The basement had been installed shortly after you’d all gotten Stiles back from the Nogitsune. It had come in handy more than a few times in the past. You feel your nerves escalating, the closer that you get to the basement, the worse your nerves become. You regretfully put the bat down by the door as you carefully turn the doorknob, wincing at the squeak you’re certain will follow. Fully aware that the basement had been sound proofed, and if they are down here, then you wouldn’t know until you open the final door at the bottom of the steps. 

With all of that in mind you take the stairs slowly, carefully manoeuvring around the third step down, since that one has always squeaked rather obnoxiously.

Your entire body feels as if it’s shaking from adrenaline and nerves as you reach the bottom of the stairs, wiping your hands on your clothes, you then reach for the door handle. When suddenly the door opens. You stumble back in alarm, grabbing for the baseball bat, which you quickly hold above your head, quickly stepping in front of your mother. 

However, you quickly lower the weapon, a sigh of relief leaving your lips when your eyes land on your rather dishevelled looking brother.

“Scott, what the hell is going on?” you ask urgently, hearing a deep growl coming from the room behind him, and the clang of chains is unmistakable. 

Your brother gives you a pitying look as he chews nervously on his bottom lip, to your surprise he steps out of the room, gently taking you by the shoulders, he pushes you back into the hallway.

“We should really talk, Sadie. Just come upstairs. Mom could you maybe…” he nods his head towards the door behind him. With a smile she gives your hand a final squeeze, before she releases you. Quickly doing whatever it was he had asked of her, she seemed to know exactly what it was though.

“Come on, we should sit. I’ll even get your favourite ice cream out,” he grins at you, but you know your brother well enough to see that he’s nervous.

“Well, shit. This really must be serious, Scott McCall sharing with the pain in the ass little sister.” Your joke seems to fall on deaf ears as Scott simply sighs, he looks tired, like dead on his feet tired. You gently grab his arm as you both sit on the sofa with the tub of ice cream between you, “Hey, you’re okay, right? You look like you haven’t slept in weeks.” 

“I’m okay, mostly at least. I just really wish we didn’t need to have this conversation, especially not now, not like this, Sades. I don’t even know where to start.” Scott tells you quietly, dragging a hand over his face, the stubble along his jaw is almost becoming a beard at this point. Something so unlike your brother that you’re surprised you’re only just realising.

Seeing your overconfident brother so unsure is so unusual to you, he hasn’t been like this since before he’d become a werewolf. You could count on your hands the few times you’d seen him return to this unsure worried version of himself. Which only made you all the more nervous, but you didn’t want to push him to hurry up and explain. You’d let him take his time, because as much as you needed to know, he was your best friend and your protector. Seeing him like this hurt more than you could've ever imagined.

Moving the tub aside you lean your head on Scott’s shoulder, “Maybe you should get some rest, you look like shit big brother,” you laugh when he shoves you off of him with a grin. 

You turn to face each other, pulling your legs under you, the way you used to when you were kids. When you were wanting to have one of your conversations, where Scott plays big brother and gives you his sage advice. Not that it was always good or right. Half the time it was stuff that you knew already, or stuff that you would never do. But you loved him for trying all the same. 

Your father had left not long after you were born, and as young as Scott had been he’d stepped up for you. He was the one man you knew you could count on, no matter what, and that wasn’t going to change you were sure of it.

“You don’t need to look out for me, Mini, that’s my job, remember. I look out for you,” Scott smiles, gently nudging your shoulder.

“No, you're my brother, that was dad’s job. But I prefer you anyhow,” I smile at him, and lean into the sofa.

“So which is it? Bed or are we gonna do this now?” 

Scott sighs and straightens in his seat, and just like the Alpha is back.

“Oh I wish I could, little sister, you have no idea how good a bed sounds right now. But we’re doing this now.” 

“Okay, I’m listening. Tell me everything that I don’t know about, might as well get it out of the way.”

“You remember a few months back when I went to visit Stiles?” he asks you carefully, and you’re already shocked. 

“This has been going on for months!? You’ve been lying and hiding this from me for months! I understand most of the time Scott, but dammit something that’s as important as this clearly is, you should’ve told me!” you almost shout, unable to hide or hold back your anger. Especially when it quite clearly seemed to concern you.

“Go on,” you sighed apologetically, realising there was no point in being angry about this, of course he hadn’t told you, yet another time he was trying to protect you no doubt.

“Sadie, if we had any idea any of this would end up involving you I would’ve told you the second everything happened.” 

“It’s fine, Scott, I understand. But it isn’t just that this involves me but it’s clearly important.” Shaking your head you clear your throat, before looking back at him, doing your best to reign in your anger. “Anyway, yes I remember, you said something about Stiles needing help, but you never did tell me what he needed help with.” Your need to know more only grows the more he talks about Stiles, something is definitely off, and you’re worried some of your earlier thoughts may have been correct.

Nothing could have prepared you for your brother’s next words however. 

Taking a deep breath Scott tells you the truth of that weekend away he’d had.

“Stiles had been struggling for months. He uh… he was starting to forget things, silly things at first, then he really started noticing it and he called me. He was too scared to go to the hospital, he didn’t want them to tell him what he already knew.” Scott lets out a shuddering sigh, wiping his hands on his jeans. 

Your mind is begging him not to say what you already know is coming, “go on,” you whisper nervously, grabbing his hand when he reaches for you.

A tear drops from Scott’s eyes when he meets yours and you swallow thickly, “I...I convinced him to go to the hospital. Yanno, maybe it wasn’t as bad as he thought. Part of me wishes he’d ignored me, but he needed to know. We needed to start planning. Unfortunately, the doctors only told us what he already knew. Fuck this is hard.” Scott moans quietly, wiping his eyes on his shirt sleeve. “Stiles had developed frontotemporal dementia. Just like his mother. It fucking broke him Sades, he tore out of that room so damn fast. I followed him, but he told me he needed time to process, just some time alone.” Scott’s voice is shaking so hard, and you feel like your heart just broke in half, but you know only by the look on your brother’s face that isn’t where the story ends.

Clearing your throat you squeeze his hand, “there’s more, isn’t there?” you ask tentatively, feeling the tears fall freely from your eyes. 

“Fuck, do I wish there wasn’t,” he mutters, his laugh devoid of humour. A roar sounds from the basement, and then you hear a door slam. You look at your brother with wide eyes and he sighs sadly once more. “I shouldn’t have let him go alone. He was worried he was being followed during training by something, he didn’t know what yet and he didn’t tell me, not until that day in the hospital waiting room. I should have followed him, but he needed space.” Scott looks up and meets your eyes once more, “I was walking around the parking lot of the hospital when I heard him scream. Then I remembered his stories, and I didn’t even think, I just ran as fast as I could. But by the time I got to him, he was bleeding out on the floor, Sadie. He looked so bad, he was white as a damn ghost, could barely keep his eyes open, I lost it. My instincts… just kicked in.” Scott whispers the last bit as another tear rolls down his cheek.

Jumping to your feet you feel your breathing start to change, as you try to consider what else he could be about to say, but only one thing comes to mind.

“Don’t say it, Scotty, please.” 

He gets to his feet and pulls you into his arms before you collapse, “I did it. I bit him.”

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[letthestorieslive]

McCall + dimples

[thebisexualdogdad]

Kira Yukimura x Scott McCall x Allison Argent x Isaac Lahey poly headcanons

Tagging @inhumanshadows who I came up with this idea with

● so basically Scott and Allison were dating

● and then they met Isaac and were like wait we both have a crush on him??

● so Isaac joined the relationship

● then Kira came to Beacon Hills and they were like wait we have a crush on her too??

● so Kira also joined the relationship

● telling all the parents was a trip

● Melissa didn't care she was more concerned about where to put Isaac since he was living with them and obviously couldn't sleep in Scott's bedroom anymore

● Chris was like "really?? You couldn't just date one werewolf but two?? And a kitsune??"

● Ken pretended to understand but then Noshiko had to explain to him what polyamory was, "so all four of them are in a relationship?? Like together?? How did Kira go from being single to having three partners??"

● Allison being the supportive girlfriend cheering in the stands while all three of her partners are on the field during lacrosse games

● every game she rotates wearing a different one of their jerseys

● when all of them go out to dinner it's a whole ordeal

● Allison thought Scott and Isaac ate more food than any one person should be able to but then Kira came along and she can out eat both of them

● they went to an all you can eat buffet once and by the time Allison finished her first plate Scott and Isaac were each on plate three and Kira was on plate five

● and when they order in pizza they have to order at least 6 pizzas and every box is empty by the end

● Chris "really guys? You use my credit card and you couldn't at least save me a slice?"

● they go on runs together through the woods

● Scott and Isaac love scaring Allison and Kira by disappearing then sneaking up and picking them up from behind

● as much as the four of them love spending time together they also make sure to have plenty of one on one time with each other too

● Kira has a master schedule that keeps track of when who is going to have solo dates with who

● Scott and Isaac staying up all night playing video games

● "you both look exhausted what were you doing last night?"

● Scott and Isaac looking at each other like they totally didn't just complete a game in 18 hours that is supposed to take people days "...nothing"

● Allison teaching Kira how to use a crossbow and Kira teaching Allison how to use her katana

● Scott and Isaac are both the "well mark me down as scared and horny" meme the first time they see their girlfriends using each other's weapons in a fight

● Allison and Isaac have a lot of study dates because Isaac doesn't do any of his homework otherwise

● Scott and Kira spend a lot of time lacrosse training

● the look on Coach's face when he found out their relationship situation was priceless

● "huh, so that's what polyamory is? I think I did that once in the 90's"

● Scott and Allison have more of the adventurous dates going to new places and trying new foods

● while Isaac and Kira have more casual dates like bowling or going for ice cream

● movie nights with them all cuddled up together on the couch

● Melissa comes home from her night shift at the hospital to find all of them fast asleep and the movie credits rolling

● unless they put on a horror movie because once again Scott and Isaac think it's hilarious to scare Allison and Kira who then don't sleep at all that night

● Scott, Allison and Kira all stealing Isaac's sweaters which are way too big for them

● one day he shows up to school and sees Scott, "Hey is that my sweater?" Looks at Allison, "that's mine too," looks at Kira, "and that one! No wonder I couldn't find anything to wear this morning."

● Allison being fascinated by both her and Kira's family histories

● they do so much research together

● if any of them ever get hurt the other three completely dote on them until they get better

● Scott "you guys I'm okay, super healing remember?"

● Isaac "just relax here I made soup"

● Scott "you have never cooked in your life"

● Isaac "fine Kira made soup"

● Allison "now that's more beliveable"

● they are the talk of the school when they first get together

● but after the shock factor wears off no one even gives them a second look when they are all walking to their respective classes hand in hand

● or when they are huddled close together on a bench during lunch break being all cute and coupley

● even if someone does say something they don't care

● they are happy in and in love and that's all that matters

[aloneatpeace]

Cosmic Chaos

Chapter 7

Melissa come out of the nurse room when she sees you standing in front of her with a bag in your one hand and flowers in another hand.

"Selflessly saving our lives like an angel, Melissa McCall it's an honor to assist you " you do little courtesy making the by passer glance at you in confusion.

Melissa’s friend who was walking along with patient raise an eyebrow at the scene.

" Really y/n? was that necessary? where is other two? "In the stern voice silent adoration is hidden. you give her a cheeky smile.

" of course, it was" you hand her flowers and bag “they have their own quest to do my lady. now that i completed my quest I am off " around the corner a man come look around for something or someone you recognize him and hastily walk away before he can spot you.

" y/n wait ..." Melissa start but cut off as man angrily stomp towards her. He takes the flowers from her as she frowns in confusion " this is mine lady " and walks away giving her death glare. realizing what you did Melissa turn to where you disappeared, she closed her eyes to calm herself.

" I'm sorry " a small voice whisper making her open her eyes to see you poke you head out before disappearing again.

" These kids will be the death of me. "

as you walk the hallway seems empty, no doctor, no nurse and no patients. the hallway seems to stretch-out more, the lights flicker.

the low whisper of your name reach your ears, you glance around looking for the source of the whisper but find none. you continue your motion and try to get out there. the whisper grew. it's a man's voice, his voice is trying to reach out to you , it's sounds far away as in a some sort of trance you finally found the source of the whisper . the chanting of your name become clearer.

without realizing you enter a room, there lay a man on the hospital bed eyes closed like he is unconscious but felt like he is well aware of your presence . the steady beeping sound of heart monitor was only sound that when you realize the whispers of your name faded away.

your feet take you to him as you approach him you could see that his face is damaged, specifically scarred with burn marks. you don't how or when, your fingers touched his arms.

the burning sensation filled you from head toe, you could felt like you're being burned to death. you felt range creeping up your spin, intense anger and sorrow and pain as well even the ounce of every emotion channeled to you. you could hear the scream of agony and flesh being burned by the fire, it's to just him but others too, it's felt like your being burned as well.

with a gasp you stumbled back, your heartbeat fast, loudly against your chest forcefully taking breath, filling the lungs you look at the man with tears filled eyes . unable comprehend what happened you run back away from the room as you do the hallway isn't abandoned anymore.

 compressing yourself you quietly walk out of the hospital wrapping your arms around yourself trying not touch anyone you quickly walk paying no mind to people who look you curiously.

And you didn't notice a very curious male looking at you with concern and worry.

"You leave him alone " Aha that voice, you know that voice and it's not in your head.

Derek stands there with look that clearly indicates that I'll kill you but not in public. surprisingly it's not directed towards you but to the woman, a woman you don't know stand Infront of him with smirk on her face.

"Derek ...." visibly aggregated Derek look around and lock glance around his eyes catch sight of you before moving. wait .... his mind wonders and he double take and find you standing there with red eyes prove of you have been crying and arms crossed as if you're protecting yourself.

Kate seeing his attention is not on her she glances at the direction he was look and raise her brow at the sight of you.

" What are you doing here? " Derek walk towards you now standing Infront of you not too close but still close enough.

"Huh?" still not fully recovered from recent experience you ask disorient. Derek frown at you wondering why you didn't snap back at him as you usually do.

Kate disliking the current situation march towards you. the click of her heels making her presence known. Kate stand too close to your liking making you take a backward as well as to Derek to movie towards you.

" You’re pretty little thing, are you Derek's friend?" Kate asks with false enthusiasm but your still in daze.  you blink at her before looking at Derek to see glaring daggers at Kate.

 feeling your eyes on him Derek see you stare at him before you turn to the Kate " yeah " you sound like your underwater head nodding, and he could see you gripping your sweater sleeve tight

" you are alright, you look a little tried?" as she move to touch your arms you take a step unintentionally pushing into Derek who is now standing behind you. trapping yourself between the woman and Derek you try to move past them, but Derek hands finds your shoulder.

you wait for something like that to happen, but it didn't. all you could feel is anger and hate causing through Derek’s vain to yours. that’s when you see the tension in the air.

" it's getting late I think we should go " Derek come to the rescue and hands still on your shoulders he moves you to the Geep and open the door and settle you in the passenger seat before get in the driver seat. your grateful for that as you don't have the energy to meet new people.

Kate but stand Infront of the jeep " I thought we could chat more but guess you have other things to do. " She glances at you while laughing and Derek grip on the steering wheel tighten you could hear the friction sound.

you worriedly look at Derek and the woman, giving the last cocky smile she move out the way. Derek waste no time and drive away in full speed.

 the drive was tense, your togue itching to ask him about what just happened but you keep your mouth shut. he change his direction of route instead of take you to your home he drive to his house.

" you could drop me by the road, I'll walk " you say looking out the window.

you turn to see him glare at you " or not I'll just shut up "  

"Wait hold on. why should I shut up " you sit straight

turning to him " when did you get out? how did you got out ? who is that creepy lady ? why did you have the body ? and most of all why are threatening Scott"  

he said your name before saying " shut up before I'll make you "

" That it. pull over " you demand

no reaction

" alright " you try to open the door, Derek alarmed yell your name. " Pull over "

with a glare he pulled over but you didn't get out he raise eyebrow at you before looking straight. Derek and you stay silent for couple minutes.

" Now you cool down " he give you annoyed glance "what? you could have crashed and last time checked I can't magically heal "

“now can you tell why did you had that body ? why did you buried there ? stiles said she is special werewolf ,what does that mean? Who is that, Lady?” you narrow your eye at him waiting for him to speak.  

“You know, you’re being noisy right now.”

You tilt your head to side “and you’re being difficult. You said you want to help Scott and then go around threatening him, you lured him out when you know there was hunters out and made him more terrified. And I meet Chris argent and he is a nice person from how I see it. how are supposed to trust you when you can’t even talk to us without making death threat? Huh?”

Derek stare at in silent and you roll your eyes at him “yeah silence great answer”. You huff before getting out of the jeep and start to walk.

“that’s my sister “ you stop in the track nearly have heart attack when you see him stand just right behind .you internally curse at his ability to move quietly. You softly node at him to continue and he waits for minute “the one who bite also killed my sister because she is a alpha, the strongest and fastest. And whoever killed her staled her alpha spark and turned Scott” his voice sick with grief not let his emotions betray him but somehow you could feel his anger towards whoever did that to his sister and resentful of himself for not being able to save her, guilt and frustrated.

he takes a step towards you” you want to know what the Argent did; they burn down my house with my family altogether and killed the everyone humans and werewolf alike. hunting down for what? because we are born werewolf.  You don’t know anything about what I went through my life”.

you stood speechless Infront of him “what got nothing to say?”.

“Actually, I do. You’re right. You’re right I don’t know anything about you and instead of talking to us all you is threaten us. How can Scott or anyone can’t trust you, when you go around making death threat.” You sigh looking up to him “I’m sorry for what happened and getting on your nerve even though I don’t think I overreacted “

You shake your head” are we civil now?”

He gives you node. “Where are the other two?”

“Scott is at the founder’s party with my sister and stiles in my home waiting for me and we have to go now”

“Why did he go when you know there is hunters out there?”

“Bonnie, Caroline and Elena will be there, maybe we can find out why they are with them and Scott can do that without getting caught I already told bonnie about the supernatural things but I didn’t tell her about you or Scott so you don’t need to worry about that t”. Feeling his eyes on you, you look at him “I know it’s an impulsive and stupid you don’t need to tell me that. But I have look out for bonnie her friend’s boyfriend is a vampire so you know they’re all in this mess” you whine

 " Don't you see what Damon has done here? He's trying to get you to turn against me." Scott hears Stefan voice

" Well, then I guess it's working." Elena walks away. Damon and Stefan look at each other.

Scott and Bonnie watch Elena walk towards " what are you doing here " Elena ask seeing Scott with bonnie

" I'm having ice cream " Scott lift his hand to show two ice cream in his hands he gives one to bonnie

" This is my fault. I planted doubt. I'm a doubt planter." bonnie uttered

“It’s not your fault. I just—I feel terrible because I said that I wouldn't get in the middle of it, and then that's exactly what I did. I got all snotty." Elena mourned

Scott who don't know what to say glance around the room when he saw the absence of Caroline and Damon he look around the room finding Damon walks upstairs. Caroline follows him. he decided to follow him.

" Hey I'll be back " he said to bonnie before following them

" Where have you been?" he heard the voice Caroline

" Ah. Looking for you." Damon answer but doesn't sound like he saying the truth

" Your brother barely danced with me for five minutes" Caroline whine

" Okay, just a minute. Stand right...there." Damon starts searching through the collections

" Um, you're not supposed to touch. What is that?" Damon finds what he is looking for.

“A very important crystal."

“Well, how did you know that it was there?"

" Because I put it there."

“When? "

“A long time ago. Tonight, I'm taking it back, thanks to you”

What is so special about that crystal Scott thinks as he slowly retrieves and walk away looking for bonnie

At the bar.  Mrs. Lockwood Look around “What’s missing? The flames, the candles. Why aren't they lit? There are matches in the kitchen.”

“Bitch.” Bonnie looks at a candle and tries to light it but turns away. She starts to leave but turns back around and sees that all the candles have lit up.

“Why are we staring at candle” Scott asks confused

Bonnie looks at him with mixture of amazement and hesitance thinking whether she should tell him. Scott awkwardly looks back at the candle and her when he hears Caroline and Elena talking.

“You should check where Caroline is” bonnie nodes at him

 “What is that?” Elena asks Caroline after getting glimpse of her bite marks on her neck

Elena tries to lift her scarf up as “Don't!”

Elena lifts her scarf up and sees a bad bite mark. Bonnie who walks in sees the that” what the hell. What happened?”

“Oh god, Caroline, what happened?” elena inspect the wound as  bonnie rushed towards her friends

“Nothing, okay?!”

“That is not nothing! Did somebody hurt you?”

Bonnie place a hand on her arms “tell us care, we can help you”

“No, okay, nothing. It just...My mom would kill me.” She weakly said dismissing their concerns

Elena pulls down her shawl and sees another bite mark on her back” Did Damon hurt you?”

Caroline quickly injects” No! Of course not! Just leave me alone. Okay, Elena?!” bonnie stay with her as elena walks outside and sees Damon.

She pushes him “There is something seriously wrong with you. You stay away from Caroline or I will go straight to her mother, the sheriff. You got it? Stay away from her.”

Elena walks to where Stefan is “I'm sorry. I take it all back. You're completely right about Damon.”

“What did he do?

“There are bruises all over Caroline's body. Bite marks, and he has her all confused and messed up in the head. You don't look surprised” Scott who unsuspectingly ears dropping wonder the same at lack of reaction of Stefan

“Um...I'm handling it.”

“Handling it? Stefan, you should be having him arrested.”

“Elena, please. I... I don't expect you to understand.”

“I don't understand anything, Stefan. So why don't you just clear it up for me?”

“Look, there are things that you don't know, okay? Things that I want to tell you, but I can't. And I may never be able to. And I just need you to trust me.”

“Trust is earned. I can't just magically hand it over.”

Stefan sees Damon dragging Caroline out into the yard.

Scott filches when a hand touches his arm “don’t do that”

“My sister was right Caroline is danger there this bite marks on her necks and wrist but she wouldn’t tell us who did it” bonnie tell in hushed whisper worry clear in her voice

“you should keep an eye on Elena too I’ll look out for Caroline” bonnie node before leaving

Stefan” I'm so sorry. I have to go.” Damon is dragging Caroline out to the lawn. She turns her around to face him.

“Don't! She took it off and I got flustered, okay?! I didn't know what to say. But I swear, okay? I did not tell her. I just told her that you didn't mean to hurt me.”

Damon goes behind Caroline and wraps his arms around her waist “You make me crazy; you know that? It's okay. I forgive you.”

“I swear I didn't say”

“Shh, shh, shh. It's okay. Unfortunately...I am so over you now. “He bites her. Scott who was watching this contempt whether he should intervene the moment when Damon goes to bite, he prepares himself But they both fall to the ground

“What the hell?”

“You know, I couldn't spike your drink...So I spiked hers.”

Caroline wakes up on the lawn. Scott slowly approaches her “hey you alright?” Caroline nodes and Scott help her to stand. She grabs the crystal in the lawn Scott look at that but made no move to look at himself afraid he might be overstepping he don’t want to make her uncomfortable anymore. Bonnie and Elena see her and walks over to her.

“Caroline? There you are. I've been looking everywhere for you. Are you okay? “Elena questions

“Yeah. I'm fine.”

“Caroline, what happened?” Bonnie asks this time

“I'm fine.” She answers

“No. You're shaking. Caroline—What—"

“I'm fine!”

“Caroline, come here, come here.”

Caroline starts to cry and Elena hugs her. Bonnie and Scott share a glance and he whispers to her

“Maybe one of you should stay with her tonight” Caroline cries starts to slow down and both girls’ node at that.

“You can stay with me care “bonnie said

Scott’s phone vibrates your message pop up. “You coming with us? “bonnie ask when she him standing looking down at his phone.

“no, you guys go home.” He spoke

You                                              

Hey you guys alright?

Scott

 Yeah, we are good. So much happened here though.  

Stiles

What happened? and where are you y/n? I’m waiting here for hours .also derek got out

Scott

When? how?

You

About that 👀

Stiles

Please don’t tell me you’re with him.

You

Its wasn’t my choice. Now can you guys please come to his house because we have a lot talk. Its about the hunters and the werewolf that bite Scott.

Scott

Fine .

Stiles

Say less. I’m coming

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A Trek Through The Woods

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Summary: You have known Stiles and Scott since you were in preschool. When on the night before sophomore year, the boys roll up to your house in order to find another half of a body. Like always, Stiles doesn't always think his plans through. Of course the three of you - well more like two - are caught by Stiles' father

A/N: Enjoy this sneak peak of my Teen Wolf Fanfic! I hope to finish this story soon, so you all can read it! I will be publishing it on Wattpad btw :)

Notes:

This takes place on the first episode of season one

(Your Outfit)

Warnings: none

Stiles Stilinski and Scott McCall x-reader

(Your Outfit)

It was a cool Sunday night in contrast to today's weather being a bit warm. 11:30 am read the clock that sat beside my bed. I hummed to the music from my computer's speaker. Before heading to bed, I read the book that we needed to read for our English class. 

Of course, the boys hadn't even started to read The Giver, blaming it on how distracted they were with preparing for Lacrosse tryouts. Earlier today I had been with Scott and Stiles to help them with said tryouts. My mom - a nurse at Beacon Hills Hospital - was fast asleep in her room across from mine.

She worked tirelessly at the hospital all day. She was lucky to have a night to herself, which wasn't something that she got often. Melissa McCall and my mother have known one other since they were in middle school, leading to me Scott becoming friends at the age of two.

My nightly reading and listening to music were cut short by the ringing from my phone. None other than Stiles Stilinski's cross-eyed expression appeared on my phone screen. I paused my music and closed the book. "What's up?" I answered. From the other side of the line, Scott could be heard muttering something in which Stiles told him to shut up. "What're you doing right now?" Stiles questioned. I set my laptop on the end of my bed. 

"Just hanging out. Mind telling me why you're calling me at 11:30 on a Sunday night?" I replied, yawning. Stiles stated that the two of them were outside my house. Like he had spoken, they were leaning against Roscoe - Stiles' blue Jeep - with their eyes staring at my bedroom window. 

"What the hell are you doing here?" I knelt in front of my window. "My dad left 20 minutes ago from a dispatch call. Two joggers found a dead body in the woods. They're bringing in every officer from the Beacon Department, even State Police," a small smirk appeared on Stiles' freckled face. 

Scott reached over and snatched the phone from Stiles to say something. "Yeah, and he thought it would be a great idea if the three of us went to look for the body," he commented. I rolled my eyes with the phone still beside my face. With further convincing from the boys, I rubbed my cat's head before putting on my favorite green jacket and pair of boots (Outfit One). 

I already knew that it was going to be chilly tonight. The door downstairs was loud as hell, so I resorted to the window. My cat watched me as I slipped through the opening. My feet landed softly on the grass, barely making a sound. Stiles pulled out of the driveway to head towards wherever the hell we were going. 

"Just out of curiosity, you two do realize that it is the first day of school tomorrow, and both of you have lacrosse practice?" I poked my head between them. "First thing I told him," Scott pointed to Stiles. There were barely any streetlights, just one at the beginning of the road and one in front of a turn to a trailer park. "Wait, didn't coach say you could join the team?" Stiles asked. He stole a glance at me before looking at the road. 

"Awe, yes, because being on a team with ten horny high school boys is something that I want to be a part of for the year," I remarked, leaning back in the seat. They decided to not respond to my retort, knowing I'd lead the conversation any further. "I'm going to need a little more information about what we're doing?" I buttoned my jacket as I spoke. 

Stiles explained how the police weren't sure if the individual was murdered, but they did know that she was a female and in her mid- twenties. "Hold on, if they found the body, then what are we looking for?" I inquired. "That's the catch, they only found half," Scott turned to me. The mischievous smirk that sat on Stiles' face gave me an unwelcoming feeling.

"And we're going," he added. 

________

(Later - Same Outfit)

Stiles parked the Jeep right in front of the gate. A wooden sign hung from the middle of a chain: Beacon Hills Preserve - No entry after dark. Scott and I exchanged a glance before looking at Stiles who stood in front of the silver chain. I stuffed my hands into the pockets of my jacket. "Are we really doing this?" Scott's voice remained low. 

"C'mon, you're always bitching that nothing ever happens in this town," Stiles pat him on the shoulder. I brought a leg over and the two followed shortly after. Scott muttered how things happen in this town. "That doesn't count Ms. Prescott thinking someone was breaking into her house, but it was just some rogue racoon," I noted. 

We set forth in search for the other half of the women's body. Personally, I had no interest in finding this body but somebody needed to supervise these two teenage toddlers. "I was trying to get a good night's sleep before practice tomorrow," Scott claimed.

I walked in the middle with my eyes keeping a look out for anything suspicious. "Right, cause sitting on the bench is such a grueling effort," Stiles remarked. Our friend grumbled and insisted that he would be making first line this year. 

Their flashlights waved around the dark forest. The light illuminated certain features of the Beacon Hills preserve, introducing new pairs of glowing eyes from - what I hoped - a bunny or fox. "Hey, that's the spirit. Everyone should have a dream even if it's pathetically unrealistic," Stiles went on.

The night's cool breeze brushed against the back of my neck, goosebumps rose. Scott occasionally shined his flashlight onto the ground so I wouldn't trip and fall. "Which half of the body are we looking for exactly?" he questioned. "I didn't even think about that," Stiles replied.

"Okay, here's another zinger, what if whoever killed the body is still here?" I shared a look with Scott. Despite neither one of us being able to makeout the emotion we were displaying, I could tell he worried. 

"Also something I didn't think about," Stiles responded. 

We approached a hill that kept us from peering ahead. Both boys got up first. Scott brought an arm out to help me up, such a gentlemen. I set my hand into his so I could easily get up. "Stiles, it's super comforting that you've planned this out with your usual attention to detail," I wiped the dirt that landed on my palms. Scott took a much needed puff of his inhaler. 

I directed him towards the tree beside us so he could rest. He pressed his back against the trunk, chest rising up and down; his hands shook as he zipped up his bright red jacket. I began to feel uneasy by his state.

"Stiles, I'm thinking this wasn't such a-" I cut myself short when 'the spas' began bolting down the other direction. He dropped behind a fallen tree. We landed on the other side of him (GIF Above). From the corner of my eye I could see a wide grin creep onto Stiles' face. 

The three of us heard voices in the distance, but none of which that we were able to depict who they belonged to. Stiles leapt to follow the source of the sound. I called after him with Scott trailing behind. A bright line shined in Stiles' face which resulted in him falling on top of me. 

Our asthmatic friend must've hid before we were caught. Deputies surrounded us with flashlights directly on us, the light reflecting off of their badges. "This little delinquent belongs to me," Sheriff Stilinski disclosed. He saw that I was stuck underneath his son. I shoved Stiles off of me so I could get up from the ground.

Stiles popped up, wiping the dirt off of himself. "Do you listen in on all of my phone calls?" Sheriff Stilinski questioned with brows raised. "No, not the boring ones," Stiles' chest rose up and down as he wittily responded to his father's question.

Stiles spotted a few leaves stuck in my messy hair. He went to reach over to pick them out, but I slapped his hand. He was persistent until his father grabbed him by the ear. Mr. Stilinski led us over to the lit up sheriff's car so he could drive me home. I just hoped my mom didn't wake up during my escape.