#so yeah I used some of the concepts from wolf girl

[s0urw00lf]

Protectors: wolf’s bane

A Derek hale x reader story

Summary: y/n, Derek and stiles were tasked with finding out who it was that sent Allison the message that night in the school.

“Faster?” She asked checking her rearview mirror

"Much faster" Stiles replied looking out the back window at some hunter who was hot tailing them in Derek's car.

Y/n switched gears and pressed down a little bit more on the gas, "and he said id never step foot in the drivers seat" y/n muttered to herself.

"Y/n im not sure you're quite grasping the concept of a car chase" stiles said looking back.

"If she goes any faster it'll kill us" Scott said from the back, as y/n looked through her rearview mirror

"well if she doesn't they're gonna kill us" stiles argued back. He had a point so y/n pressed down harder on the gas's pedal.

Stiles kept looking back "hey they're gone" he said, making y/n check her mirrors again and she slowed down a little bit.

Stiles bought out a radio that y/n guessed belonged to his father. 'All units, suspect is in foot heading into the ironworks' the sheriff said. Y/n sighed speeding back up, quickly arriving at the location, stopping when she saw Derek crouching behind a machine. 'Get in' stiles said opening the door and hopping in the back. Someone from above them began firing shots at them and y/n was quick to pull off before he could even close the door.

"What part of laying low don't you understand?" Scott scolded from the backseat.

"Damnit i had him" Derek said ignoring Scott's comment.

"Who the alpha?" Stiles asked. "Yes! He was right in front of me but then the friggin police showed up" Derek said aggrieved.

"Woah, hey they're just doing their jobs" stiles was quick to defend and Derek practically glared him back into his seat

"yeah thanks to someone who decided to make me the most wanted fugitive in the entire state!" Derek said now glaring at Scott.

"Can we seriously get passed that? i made a dumb ass mistake, i get it but y/n didn't say anything" Scott whined.

"Hey i was in the middle of keeping you two plus the three additions alive while trying not to think about my boyfriend who was lying dead in the school parking lot. So excuse me for not being all that rational" y/n said defensively

"alright!" Stiles shouted from the back to shut everyone up.

"How did you find him?" Stiles asked.

Derek looked between Scott and stiles and shook his head brushing off the question. "Can you try to trust us for at least half a second?" Scott asked

"yeah both of us" stiles added, earning another glare from Derek.

"Come on der, share with the class" y/n muttered lowly, knowing everyone in the car heard.

"The last time i talked to my sister she was close to figuring something out, she found two things. First a guy named Harris-"

"our chemistry teacher?" Stiles asked interrupting Derek.

"Why him?" Scott questioned

"I don't know yet" Derek said

"and what's the second?" Scott asked.

"This symbol" Derek said as he pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and showed it to the two, as y/n had already known this bit of information.

Scott made a face that y/n caught through the mirror, "what? You know what that is?" She asked.

"I've seen it. On a necklace" He trailed off. Derek looked at him in confusion before Scott finished off his statement "Allison's necklace"

——————————-

" this is gonna be impossible you know" Scott says to y/n and stiles as they walk through the entrance of the school.

"Why don't you just ask her if you can borrow it?" Stiles asks.

"And how is he supposed to do that?" Y/n asked.

"Easy ' hey, Allison can I borrow your necklace? To see if there's anything on it or in it? That can lead me to an alpha werewolf that i need to kill in order to get back together with you'" Stiles says. Scott smacks his chest "dude you're not helping" he says.

Stiles points to y/n "why cant you just ask to borrow it? You know girl code or whatever." Stiles asks waiving his arms in his usual manner.

Y/n looked at him as if he'd grown two heads "you want me to ask to borrow an heirloom that currently lies in the hands of someone I'm not even sure likes me, keep in mind said family hates me the previous owner especially, and if by chance i was to be seen with said heirloom id be shot in the heart with an wolfsbane laced arrow? No thanks" y/n said shaking her head before walking off.

A little later y/n came across Scott being threatened by Jackson, she groaned quietly stomping her foot before she walked up and grabbed him by his shoulder "hiya Jackson, i seem to recall where you got this little... scratch from" she said, pulling down the neck of his jacket slightly to get a better view of it.

"You don't happen to want another one do ya?" She asked in a sickly sweet tone.

Jacksons face mirrored someone who'd seen a ghost as he shook his head no. "Oh no? Well id suggest you run along then hmm?" She said pushing him forward and he hurried away.

"So he knows huh?" She asked folding her arms leaning against the lockers.

"Yeah" Scott said, looking worried. "Well let's hope I'm not assigned to him" she muttered walking away.

———————

Y/n followed stiles to where Scott was sitting at the lunch table, separating only so she could sit across from them.

“did you get it?" Stiles asked as he sat down.

"Not exactly" Scott answered, shaking his head

"Well what happened?" Y/n questioned as she sat her backpack on the ground behind her and plucked her phone out of one of the pockets.

"She told me not to talk to her at all" he said defeated.

Stiles took a huge bite of his chicken tender "so she's not giving you the neck-"

"she's not giving me the necklace" scott confirmed.

Y/n placed her head in her hand. "Scott what the hell did you do" she said, lightly banging her head on the table feeling defeated.

“I showed her photos of us from when we were together.” He stated as if it was obvious.

Y/n’s eyes widened in shock and slowly lifted her head up to look at Scott. “You did what?!” She all but shouted.

Scott and stiles looked at her confused.

She dropped her head to her hands and dragged them through her hair. “Scott she already feels bad for breaking up with you. Showing her those photos was just about the dumbest thing you could’ve done. Not only for the necklace but for your relationship.” She explained.

Scott groaned, letting his head fall back. “Okay well did you find anything else out?” Stiles asked still chewing his food.

Scott sighed “just that i know nothing about girls and that they’re completely psychotic.” Scott said defeated

“That’s high school for ya” y/n muttered.

”okay, well i came up with with a plan b just in case anything like this happened” stiles said

”what’s plan b?

“just steal the stupid thing” stiles said

”that’s what i thought he was gonna do in the first place” y/n said as she checked her phone for any messages from Derek

“can we try to at least get to Harris?” Scott asked, seemingly wanting to weigh out his options.

stiles shook his head “my dad put him under a 24-hour protective detail okay the necklace is all we got, steal it. Thank you.” He replied

scott sighed in defeat meeting y/n’s eye from across the table as she began packing up her things “look it shouldn’t be that hard, you’re a werewolf for god-sake just steal the damn thing” she said, standing up and walking out of the lunchroom.

——[time skip]——

When the last bell of the day rang, y/n met up with stiles, whom she'd asked for a ride since 1. Derek wasn’t supposed to be anywhere on school grounds at the moment, and 2. She wanted to see Noah before he went off to the parent teacher conference, which she didn’t have the best feeling about.

Y/n walked in stiles room, immediately sensing Derek’s presence, she looked at him in irritation “what the hell de-“ but the sound of Noah calling out for stiles cuts her off

“hey stiles!”

“yo da-erek” stiles faltered.

Derek's eyes widened and guestered for stiles to deal with his dad who was just outside the door.

Y/n listened to the exchange between the two stillinakis completely forgetting her intentions for coming as she stared at her careless boyfriend.

"What'd you say?"

"What? I said yo... D-Dad'."

"Uh, listen, I've got something I've got to take care of, but I'm gonna be there tonight. I mean, your first game."

"Uh, listen, I've got something I've got to take care of, but I'm gonna be there tonight. I mean, your first game."

"I'm very happy for you. And I'm really proud of you."

"Oh, thanks. Me too. I'm happy and proud... Of myself."

"So they're really gonna let you play, right?"

Yeah, dad. I'm first line. Believe that?"

"I'm very proud."

"Oh, me too. Again, I'm- oh." Noah goes to hug Stiles. "Huggie... Huggie, huggie..." Stiles trailed off awkwardly patting his dads back

“Alright see you there,” Noah said pulling away from his son

”take it easy” Stiles responded

Noah nodded, walking away before pausing “y/n how about coming to say hello next time” he said, and then took his leave.

y/n sighed as her memory had been re jogged

Stiles entered the room again letting out a sigh of relief as he closed the door, only to be pinned to it by Derek, y/n was quick to put herself between the two “Hey, cool it alright” she warned putting some distance between them.

She could handle the jabs all day long but as soon as it began to get handsy she wasn’t going to tolerate it. Y/n decided it was okay for her to move now and settled down on Stiles's bed. Derek quickly looks from y/n to Stiles and points to him

“if you say one word-“ he began but was quickly off by Stiles

“oh, what, you mean like hey Dad Derek hales in my bedroom bring your gun?” He asked sarcastically.

Derek doesn't say anything at his remark, realizing just how ridiculous it sounded. Stiles took that as his cue to keep going “Yeah that’s right, if I'm harboring your fugitive ass that means it's my house, my rules buddy” he said back handing Derek’s shoulder.

Derek nodded in response and fixed Stiles’ jacket, and Stiles did the same to him with a goofy grin on his face and walked away but jumped when Derek fake lunged

“oh my god!”

y/n let a laugh slip through her lips at Derek’s antics.

“Scott didn’t get the necklace?” Derek asked

”no he’s still working on it, but there’s something else we can try” Stiles answered

Catching both y/n and Derek’s attention, as she hadn’t known any of what he was talking about, Derek made a ‘what’ gesture telling him to elaborate.

“The night we were trapped at the school, Scott sent a text to Allison asking her to meet him there,” Stiles said

”So?”

”So, Scott didn’t send it,” y/n said, slowly catching on to what Stiles was saying

”well can you find out who did?” Derek asked

“No not us, but I think I know of someone who can,” he said

—————

“you want me to do what?” Danny asked baffled

“Trace a text,” Stiles said casually ” I came here to do lab work-- that's what lab partners do.”

”And we will! ...Once you trace the text.”

“And what makes you think I know how?” Danny asked fidgeting slightly

“I had him look up your arrest report, so–“ y/n cut in

”I-I was thirteen. They dropped the charges.” Danny said defensively

“Whatever,” Stiles said pitching his voice up a few octaves

.“No, we're doing lab work.” Danny stated.

He then grabs a stool from somewhere near y/n and pulls it up beside Stiles, sitting down and looking at the computer.

Y/n watched Danny in amusement as he looked back to Derek who sat in a chair next to her, fake reading a book.

“Uh- who is he again?” He asked

“My cousin… Miguel” Stiles said, the laugh y/n almost let out would’ve had Derek death staring at her, so she decided against it

”he’s also my boyfriend, cute one isn’t he?” y/n asked teasingly

Danny nodded slightly “I guess,” he said feeling uncomfortable

Looking back at him y/n finally noticed the dried blood on his shirt, but before she Could cover it from Danny’s wandering eyes he spoke up

“is that blood on his shirt?” He asked

Stiles whipped around to see and Y/n winced, “Yeah, yes. Well, he gets this horrible nose bleeds” Stiles explained, y/n had never been prouder at how quick Stiles was to come up with a line than at that moment.

“Hey, Miguel?” Stiles said, turning to Derek. Derek lifted his head with a glare dead set on stiles. “I thought I told you you could borrow one of my shirts,” he said, gesturing to his dresser.

y/n watched in amusement as Derek slammed the book shut and began to take off his shirt, walk towards the dresser, and grumpily rummage through it for a shirt

”uh stiles”

“yes”

” This… no fit!” He said as he tugged at the shirt irritably

”then try something else on” Stiles stated obviously

y/n then got up and pulled a shirt out handing it to him with a small smile on her face, Derek squinted his eyes but pulled the shirt over his head

”Hey, this looks pretty good, what do you think Danny,” y/n asked turning to Danny who was not so discretely eyeing Derek

”Huh?”

”the shirt” Stiles confirms catching on to y/ns game

” It uh- it's not really his color” he answered timidly

“I agree,” y/n said inspecting the the shirt with a fake frown

Derek glared between Stiles and y/n before pulling off the shirt.

Y/n saw Stiles turn the computer to Danny

”you swing for a different team but you still play ball don’t ya Danny boy?”

”you’re horrible people”

”We know it keeps us awake at night, anyway about that text”

“Stiles! None of these fit!” Derek seethed frustrated

Stiles just looked from Derek to Danny with wide eyes

“I'll need the ISP, the phone number, and the exact time of the text,” Danny said making Stiles lean back and throw his arms up in a quiet celebration

Y/n paced stiles while she waited for Danny to retrieve the information they needed

“There. The text was sent from a computer. This one.” Danny said making y/n walk behind them and peer over their shoulders

“Registered to that account name?” Derek asked

“No, no, no, no. That can't be right.”

Y/n frowned in confusion at the name she read on the computer

‘Melissa McCall’

——

“Did you get the picture?” Scott asked, voice ringing through the car as Stiles had him on speakerphone

” Yeah, I did, and it looks just like the drawing.

“Hey, is there something on the back of it?” Derek asked after nearly yanking stiles arm so he could bring the phone closer to him

“I mean there's gotta be something-- an inscription, an opening, something…” y/n said from the back seat

“No, no, the thing's flat. And, no, it doesn't open. There's nothing in it, on it, around it, nothing. And where are you? You're supposed to be here. You're first line.” Scott said to Stiles, and just as his sentence finished y/n heard coach in the background

“Where the hell is Bilinski???”

“Man, you're not gonna play if you're not here to start…”

“I know. Look, if you see my dad, can you tell him... tell him I'll be there, I'll just be a little bit late, okay? All right, thanks.”

“You're not gonna make it,” Y/n said grimly. She knew how happy he was when he got first line, and how happy Noah was for him

“I know,” Stiles responded with the same emotion

“And you didn't tell him about his mom, either,” Derek said

“Not 'til we find out the truth.”

“By the way? One more thing…”

“Yeah?”

Derek grabbed the back of stiles neck and rammed his head into the steering wheel

“Oh, God! What the hell was–“

“You know that was for. Go. Go!” Derek said, rushing Stiles out of the car.

he then looked back at y/n who raised her brows, “you wouldn’t dare” she said in a challenging tone.

“Oh just you wait” he replied with a smirk. Y/n raised her brows challengingly, making her way out of the car but Derek grabbed her arm

”where are you going?” He asked

” With Stiles, god forbid but if the alpha is in there he’s gonna need some sort of help” she explained

Derek faltered, “Just, just be careful ok?” He said

y/n smiled lovingly “Always am,” she said before closing the door

———

the pair had been walking around the hospital for 10 minutes

”yeah I said I can't find her,” Stiles said

”look, ask for Jennifer, she’s my uncle's nurse” Derek replied over the phone

”well he’s not here either-“ stiles said, making y/n look into the room in confusion \

”shit, stiles we gotta go. Now!” Y/n shouted just as Derek had confirmed her suspicions of Peter being the alpha.

Y/n looked to the side only to come face to face with Peter Hale.

“Good to see you y/n,” he said before looking over to Stiles” and you must be Stiles”

Y/n grabbed Stiles’ arm and began rushing away only to be stopped by Jennifer, peters nurse

”what are you doing here, visiting hours are over,” she said menacingly

stiles began to look back and forth between Peter and Jennifer “You.. and him… you’re-you’re the one who- and oh my- and he’s— oh, my god, I'm gonna die.” He said

“You aged beautifully” y/n sarcastically muttered to Peter

Y/n pushed him aside, just as Derek came behind her and punched the nurse unconscious

” That’s not nice, she's my nurse,” Peter said fainting a sad tone

“She's a psychotic bitch helping you kill people, get out of the way”

”you think I killed Laura on purpose? One of my own family?”

This set Derek off as he jumped at his uncle, who threw him into a wall.

Y/n wasn’t far behind, she sent a swift kick to Peter's stomach, knocking him off his feet. He was quick to regroup and grabbed y/n by her arm, flipped her over, and knocked her into the wall, much like he did that night in the school.

He then went over and picked Derek, (who struggled against his grip) up by his neck and began to drag him “My mind, my personality, were burned out of me. I was being driven by pure instinct.” He said before he dropped him.

“So what, you want forgiveness?” Y/n groaned from behind him kicking his feet from under him just as Derek sent a punch to his face.

Peter was back on his feet in seconds, grabbing Derek by his collar“ I want understanding.” He said before headbutting him and landing a kick to his stomach, sending him rolling back

“Do you have any idea what it was like for me during those years? Slowly healing, cell by cell?” He asked turning to y/n who stood ready.

He sent a kick her way but y/n dodged it, catching his foot and knocking him off balance with hers, she then got on top of hem and sent punch after punch to his face, just as she went to throw another, he caught her fist and headbutted her kicking her into the office desk so hard that it knocked her unconscious.

——

When she woke up she was face to face with a worried stiles

“Oh thank god, I though I was gonna have to hit you” he said

Y/n groaned at her ponding head, she looked around and frowned when she didn’t see Derek or Peter

Stiles must have seen it on her face because he immediately answered the question in her head

“He left with Peter” he said

Y/n frowned as tears came to her eyes, she was in a woozy state of mind and felt upset about Derek leaving and the pounding headache she had.

Y/n’s number one problem was how emotional she was when she was in pain.

Stiles panicked, having never expected to see his sister in this state of mind. He grabbed her and bought her in for a hug, telling her that everything was okay.

“Why’d he leave?” She asked sniffling, after a couple of minutes of slowly coming back to her right mind.

Stiles sighed beside her, now his arm rested on her shoulder “I don’t know” he said, wondering the same thing

[foxintheferns]

Imagine/Fic Request!

Paul Lahote x Reader Imprinting

@baylexxxx this is WAY longer than you were probably expecting but I got so into it! please enjoy. I’m totally down to add a part 2 to this…perhaps a very spicy one…

The Imprint

Jesus, (y/n), you really gotta slow it down next time

Jacob’s surprised and slightly exasperated voice filled your thoughts.

You were still struggling with the concept of constantly having another person’s thoughts in your mind. Hell, you were still getting used to being a shapeshifting werewolf, for crying out loud.

You had accidentally tackled Jacob in your process of shifting into a wolf, it being only your fifth time ever shifting. You were struggling with controlling your impulse and intentionally shifting on purpose, as the first time you’d shifted had been unexpected - and quite painful.

You ran through the trees, following behind Jacob who was several hundreds yards ahead and leading you to the top of the cliffs where the wolves often came together for pack meetings. You felt your massive paws hitting the mossy forest floor with great force, and it felt so effortless. Your strong canine body moved without resistance, muscles pushing you forward in ways you’d never experienced in your human body. It was addictive.

You were living with your father, Jack, down at La Push, who’s been estranged from the rest of your family for quite some time. He never wanted to leave La Push due to his familial and tribal ties, and your mother took you with her when she left him, never truly understanding or caring for your father’s heritage with the Quileutes. After years of a rocky and bitter relationship with your mother, you left New York three weeks ago to reconnect with your father, only to be met with the shocking reality of your genetic inheritance. Your mother had hid much of your father’s past from you, never telling you where he was, and never wanting you to reconnect with him. You had done months of searching online, and finally found distant relatives, eventually leading you back to your long-lost father in La Push. Now, you knew what she was so afraid of. And you despised her for it. Embracing your true identity had brought you to the happiest, albeit confusing and shocking, place you’d ever known.

Sorry Jake, think I’m still getting used to the feeling…you thought back in response to his complaint about your less than perfect shifting.

Don’t worry, (y/n), we’ve all been there! Seth’s sweet and calm voice filled the silence, and you could feel Jacob getting annoyed with the fact that Seth had phased in order to tag along with you on your patrol.

Seth, aren’t you supposed to be at Leah’s engagement party? Jacob thought back.

Psh, they won’t even know I left! Leah’s still drooly over Kai, she doesn’t notice anything else around her half the time.

You started pondering the idea of Leah being so head over heels for her recent fiancé, and due to the boys being able to hear your every thought and feeling, Jacob picked up on your questions quickly.

Imprinting does that to you, (y/n). It’s weird for us to see her so mushy too. We didn’t even think Leah COULD imprint.

Yeah, she finally has someone to put all her love into who actually wants it, I sure am happy for her Seth’s sweet tone and emotion filled the space, and you could feel the brotherly love he had for her emanating from him.

Huh…you thought to yourself, interesting how you and Leah were the only two female wolves in the pack. And here Leah had imprinted, something they were unsure she’d ever be able to do. You wondered if that meant that you could ever…

You bet your ass you can. Jake’s thought broke you from your internal dialogue.

Ugh. I REALLY don’t enjoy having a couple of men in my head and knowing my every thought. Now I get what Leah meant when she said she was grateful to have another girl around here now.

Oh, please. Jacob thought back sarcastically as he began slowing down his pace in front of you. Light broke through the trees and you could now hear Seth’s heavy paws hitting the soft ground behind you as he came up from lower on the mountain. Jacob shook out his russet fur and huffed, stepping into the clearing in front of you. You looked down at your paws, and wondered if you looked as cool as Jacob did as a wolf. Silly to be self conscious even in wolf form, but you were still you…

Don’t worry (y/n), you’re a pretty sick lookin wolf Seth thought in response to your pondering.

Embarrassed at the boys hearing your mind’s vulnerable worries, you tried changing your train of thought.

Yeah, honestly, you are kinda badass looking… Jacob thought, amused at your attempt to backtrack.

Jacob’s compliment peaked your curiosity and you huffed at him, poking his thick furred side with your muzzle playfully as you now came up beside him at the edge of the cliff face.

Jacob’s rich brown wolf eyes met yours, and you saw the familiar boyish, impish, twinkle in them that was so prominent in his human form. You thought back to the first time seeing yourself in wolf form after your second ever shifting, in the reflection of the large living room window of the Blacks’ house in the backyard. Your fur was a soft pearlescent white, with a rich black undercoat, causing your fur to look multi-dimensional and to change tone in different lighting. Your ears were black-tipped, as if they’d been dipped in paint, and your golden wolf eyes glowed against the stark white backdrop of your face.

You flirting with me, Black? You thought back jokingly, trying to deflect from the compliments.

Jacob barked an unbothered laugh in response, shaking out his massive head and flicking his large muzzle towards the cliff face, directing you to keep moving.

Seth was right behind you now, and you were getting a hang of recognizing each of the wolves’ personal scents. Seth’s was musky and sweet, sweeter than Jacob’s, who had more of an earthy note to it.

Hear that, Jake? A girl thinks I smell better. Ha!

You rolled your eyes at the boyish mocking and tried to focus on the task at hand, memorizing the lay of the land around La Push.

You spent the next few hours with Seth and Jacob, running through the trees and taking in new scents, exploring this new world of beauty and heightened senses that you would’ve never thought possible before.

Later that evening, at the Blacks’ house:

The boys had shifted back first, leaving you to be in your wolf form by yourself for a few minutes as they headed into the house, so that you could shift without worrying about being naked in front of them. Maybe one day you’d be able to do it like Leah, without freaking out. You focused and closed your eyes. You began to breathe evenly and intentionally, urging your body to return to its natural state. You shuddered and gasped as your body transformed and phased back to your human form, your body tingling and burning with the sensation. It truly was a bit painful and jarring, and you wondered if that would ever really go away. You grabbed the loosely stacked clothing that was folded up at the bottom of the big pine tree by the edge of the yard, and hid behind the tree as you swiftly put the soft black sweatpants and hoodie on, eager to not be ass naked in the middle of the woods anymore. You shook your long hair out and grabbed the brown utility boots sitting on the pine-needle blanketed forest floor, pulling them onto your feet and jumping slightly as you gathered your balance on one foot to do so.

Finally, you felt put together enough to be able to join the others. With a huff, you stuffed your hands into your front hoodie pocket and walked across the vast yard towards the house, out from the tree-line. The Blacks’ house was glowing with warm light from within, string lights hanging down from the beams over the back porch. You smiled to yourself as you thought of how beautiful your new home was, here in La Push. Your Dad’s house was only a few houses down from the Blacks’. It was so different from New York, and you were grateful for that. Greenery and trees were everywhere you looked. You breathed deeply, letting the smooth and clear mountain air fill your lungs. You’d never get tired of that. You looked over to the Blacks’ driveway and saw your Dad’s blue truck, causing a smile to light up your face. You skipped more eagerly towards the back door of the house, happy to see your Dad after the exhausting day. After years without a father in your life, and only the crappy flaky men your mom brought around, having your dad in your life was incredible. He had missed you so much, and had been searching endlessly for you, too. Your mom had blocked his number and taken you without much notice, knowing that his loyalty to the tribe would ensure he never strayed too far from La Push to search for you. He had lived alone for years, until only two years ago when he had met and imprinted on his wife, Nayla. You were glad he had someone, and were even more grateful that he was ten times the parent you had ever expected him to be. He was your guiding light when you first arrived to La Push three weeks ago, and when within days you had developed an intense fever that had knocked you on your ass, causing you to be bed-bound for a week. He had explained the stories of the tribe to you, stressing the importance of not resisting the natural changes your body was going through, and trusting in yourself to remain calm. Your dad was in his fifties now, and had left his days of shape shifting behind a few years ago, leaving the wolf duties to the several twenty-something’s and teenagers that were rapidly joining the pack after the Cullens came through town.

You pulled open the old, heavy wooden backdoor and stepped into the warmly lit kitchen.

The scent of something savory filled your nose, and your mouth watered. You hadn’t realized how hungry you’d been after adventuring through the mountains all day.

“Hey, there she is! What’s up kiddo?,” your Dad entered the kitchen through the large entryway to the living room, a wide grin on his tan face.

You smiled back, pausing in front of the sink to turn to him.

He strode forward to hug you, swinging you back and forth slightly. It still amazed you how large the Quileute men were, and you smiled at how your height made so much more sense to you now; being 5’10 and lanky never really added up, your petite mother only 5’5 and shrinking at that. Knowing your height was something your dad gave you genetically caused you to feel a pride in it you’d never quite felt before.

“Hey, Dad,” you said back lightly, hugging him in return and groaning out a strained, “Okay- Too! Tight!”, when his massive arms became a bit too restrictive. He pulled away, standing back and putting his hands on your shoulders, eyeing your face from a distance.

“Well, now, how was your first patrol, huh?,” he said with another toothy grin.

You rolled your eyes and smiled again, trying to avoid letting your Dad see any of your new-pack-addition anxiety.

“It was, ya know, pretty cool,” you said with a nonchalant shrug.

“Yeah, right, you were lovin it (y/n)! Sniffing all over the place and running around like a rocket. Just admit it, you think it’s super cool,” you heard Jacob’s taunting, booming voice come from the living room, and several different laughs echoed into the kitchen along with his.

You felt heat flush to your face, and turned toward the counter to see where the good smell was coming from. You heard your dad’s low chuckle from behind you.

“Listen, kid, I’m glad it’s going well. If anything’s ever bothering you, let me know, alright?,” Your dad said casually, clearly trying to play off how much he loved finally playing a parental role in your life. His hand gently squeezed your shoulder. You turned to shoot him a warm, grateful smile.

“Thanks, Dad. I will,” you replied.

He gestured toward the oven, “Warm lasagna in there for ya, too,” He said before bending down to grab a beer from the fridge and heading back with a content sigh towards the living room, cracking the can open loudly.

You piled a double serving of the deliciously aromatic lasagna onto your plate, feeling more ravenous by the second. You took your plate and a fork and headed into the living room where Jacob, Seth, Billy, your dad, Sam & Emily, and Leah & Kai were lounging and eating as well, all surrounding the large tv and a crackling log-fire in the fireplace. You eyed the room, looking for somewhere to settle in. Seth met your eyes and grinned from across the room. He scooted over on one of the dark green couches and moved his plate of lasagna into one hand so that he could pat the spot next to him with the other. You felt yourself flush pink again and headed over to the couch, gratefully taking the spot next to him and starting to chow down on your dinner.

You spent the next couple of hours laughing and chatting with the lot of them, and after a while your Dad said his goodnights and headed home, Billy went to his room, and Leah and Kai were in the kitchen baking multiple batches of brownies. Your interest was immediately spiked when Sam mentioned the rest of the pack’s return.

“Yeah, the guys should be getting back pretty shortly now,” you heard Sam mumble to Emily and Jacob as they sat on the floor in front of the fire.

You had been told when you first became aware of your newfound family that several of the pack’s members were away, in their human forms and traveling up to Canada. Jacob had told you that the pack had come across some news of other wolfpacks living up in the Northern Yukon area, and they had wanted to see if the stories had any validity to them.

You looked up as you heard Sam’s comment. He was already glancing toward you, as were Emily and Jacob.

Suddenly, Leah’s face popped around the corner from the kitchen. “Oh great, (y/n), you’ll be meeting the rest of the pack tonight. Get ready for that,” Leah said with an eye-roll, leaning through the doorway to peek in at you. Her hands were covered in flour and she had the white powder dusted across her blue shirt. Her fiancé, Kai, appeared next to her in the doorway. He chuckled and threw his large arm around her shoulder, tugging her against him, causing her exasperated expression to soften and turn into one of warmth and devotion.

“That bad, huh?,” you responded with a laugh.

Jacob shook his head, his mouth full of a bite of his third brownie of the night, “Nah. You’ve already met Jared and Quill, can’t get much more annoying…,” He cocked his head to the side then, narrowing his eyes and thinking, seeming to second guess his own words, “Well, actually, now that I say that-”

Seth interrupted Jacob to scoff and exclaim, “Oh please, you think Quill has anything on the wrath of Paul? She’ll wanna leave the pack by the time she gets a load of him….”

Jacob snickered in response, shoving the rest of the brownie into his mouth.

Sam’s stoic voice filled the room then, his normally wise tone laced with amusement now, “Cut it out, guys. Don’t scare her off.”

His gentle gaze turned to your face now, seemingly trying to gauge how seriously you were taking the boys’ warnings, “It’s just Embry, Paul, and Collin. They’re all fine. Embry and Collin are nice kids,” he finished.

Seth chuckled, and muttered under his breath, “See how he didn’t put Paul under that nice guy description?”

Sam’s eyes darted to Seth’s face, clearly having heard his comment.

“Paul’s got a… a temper, sometimes, that’s all. Easily provoked into phasing. He’s a rough around the edges kinda guy; we all put up with it,” Sam said curtly, shooting a look at Seth. You saw Emily crack a smile, her eyes flicking to yours. She had been so kind to you since your arrival, expressing her gratitude that more women were joining the pack, as she didn’t have many girlfriends in the reservation, and also liked the idea of some levelheaded females balancing out the testosterone-filled wolf pack. You gave her a warm and slightly timid smile.

Suddenly, a low and deep rumbling sound could be heard coming up the dirt road outside, and the rumbling could even be felt through vibrations in the floor of the house. You glanced over towards the big window next to the couch, and could see a large black pickup truck pulling up alongside Jacob’s Volkswagen Rabbit outside the house.

“Speak of the devil,” Jacob muttered under his breath, picking up the fire poker to adjust the logs in the fireplace with a sigh. The ringing sound of a timer going off flowed out from the kitchen.

“Brownies are done!,” Leah called from the kitchen, and Seth grinned at the announcement of the second batch of brownies of the night being almost ready.

“Jeez, wolves really can eat,” you mumbled, slightly annoyed at your own massively increased appetite since your transformation. Sam chuckled deeply.

“Gotta keep up with these bodies, (y/n),” Sam replied gently, patting his stomach, “It’s a blessing and a curse.”

Just then, the rumbling engine cut off, and the sound of a truck’s doors slamming and deep voices alongside heavy footsteps could be heard coming up the walkway towards the back door. You felt your heartbeat quicken, and internally wondered why you were feeling so nervous. Maybe it was because you were meeting more members of a pack you’d be part of for many years to come. Maybe you felt anxious to be good enough, one of the only two women in the male-dominated pack. You were going back and forth with your inner dialogue when the back door loudly swung open, creaking and slamming as the three massive men entered the small house.

“Yo, yo!,” You heard a baritone voice coolly ring out from the other room, and the sound caused goosebumps to raise across your arms. Two other male voices announced greetings, one of them commenting on the delicious brownie smell.

The backdoor of the home entered directly into the small kitchen, and you heard Leah and Kai greet the three boys. Although you could not yet see them due to the separation of the two rooms, they sounded like they took up a considerable amount of space in the tiny kitchen.

“Aw, damn it! I was hoping you’d stay in Canada forever,” you heard Leah’s playful voice exclaim.

A rough, deep chuckle sounded out from the kitchen, and again your body had an involuntary response, a twitch running through you and a shiver hitting your spine.

“Yeah, yeah, save it Leah. You missed me,” the same rough voice responded, and you almost gasped out loud at the odd familiarity the sound held. The voice was like velvet to your ears, and you felt a pang run through you, as if you had been shocked by a small electric sensation.

Seth glanced over at you from his spot next to you on the couch, eyeing you for a moment, before he hoisted himself up off the couch and casually walked over to the wide entryway into the kitchen. Sam and Emily stood up as well, eager to greet the boys. Jacob sat in front of the fire still, stoking the fire. He shot a glance over to you, and his eyes widened slightly.

“You good, (y/n)?,” He asked curiously, his voice quiet and slightly alarmed. You locked your eyes with his. You must’ve looked a little off, judging by Jacob’s brow suddenly furrowing in confusion and concern. You felt extremely comfortable with Jacob; he was one of the pack Alphas, and he had helped guide you through your first few phasings with such calm leadership and praise. He made you feel inherently safe due to his confident and empathetic presence. Maybe it was for that reason, or due to the fact that he’d already been inside your brain and known your thoughts and feelings for days on end now, that you felt the ability to speak your mind.

“I-… I’m not sure, I- I feel kinda… weird,” You whispered quietly, feeling your hands begin to sweat and become clammy. Jake’s eyes narrowed, and he stood up, brushing the ash from the fireplace off of the seat of his pants. He seemed to be about to speak again when the muffled and upbeat conversation in the kitchen suddenly mentioned your name, and you both paused.

“Yeah, the new addition. (y/n). She’s right in there, with Jake. Seth and him have been showing her the ropes,” Sam’s gentle voice rang out. There was silence, then a few muffled responses.

“Hey now, you didn’t tell us the new one was a girl, Sam! - So old man Jack does have a daughter? Damn, I always thought the guy was crazy when he said he had a kid somewhere and couldn’t find her…,” a new voice responded, a younger sounding and more upbeat tone. Collin, maybe? - you wondered to yourself. The voice didn’t have nearly the same effect that that first voice had just had on you, and you were anxiously waiting to hear it again, your subconscious desperate for the sound for some reason you couldn’t justify in your mind.

The muffled laughs cut off suddenly, and silence again fell across the house, this time filled with a tension that you felt oddly hyperaware of as you stared past Jacob at the lapping flames of the fire. A few brief moments passed, then Sam’s gruff voice sounded slightly alarmed, causing you to glance up from the fireplace. “You alright, Paul?”

You and Jacob both looked up at the same time towards the entryway to the kitchen, where a massively tall, well muscled and extremely handsome man stood, his impossibly large frame practically filling the wide doorframe.

He was holding a brownie in his hand, which within seconds was on the floor, his hand seeming to slip and not even register that it had dropped something, his fingers still outstretched as if the brownie remained within them.

His dark eyes were locked directly on you.

The moment your gaze met his, his expression became impossibly soft. It was filled with warmth, his cheeks suddenly flushing and his features smoothing. His lips parted slightly, and a huff of air escaped from his mouth.

Your heart and lungs felt like they no longer knew how to function. You heard a small, sharp gasp, and it took a moment before you realized it had come from your own mouth.

A familiarity surged through you, coursing along your skin and underneath your flesh, an entirely foreign feeling pumping along your nerves. It felt as though this man was…. not a man, but a soul, standing before you. A soul you knew. A soul that had been waiting for you to come home this entire time - this entire time you’d been somehow existing without it. It felt as though you’d truly, really known him.

As if you’d known him since the beginning of time, though you had never laid eyes on him before. Logically, you knew that. You knew that you didn’t know him. And yet?

“Holy shit,” You heard Jacob whisper from across the room, as he stood still in front of the fireplace. It was clear he was witnessing the two of you, although you couldn’t really register that. You couldn’t feel your body, or the couch beneath you anymore. You couldn’t feel anything other than the reunion of your soul with his. You felt, for the first time, like a seedling, who had been stretching up through packed dirt for its entire existence, searching tirelessly and endlessly for the sun, never knowing why you were growing and reaching upwards without end, but knowing there must be something up there - something just for you. It was as if your entire being had been yearning for its own self, its missing half, and you’d had no idea. You yearned for him, you felt like you had missed him. Like you were reuniting with a love you’d known many forevers ago.

And here he was, standing before you.

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A/N: pls why is this my favorite story so far 😫

let me know thoughts, & I hope you liked the plot! I’m incapable of writing short imagines, my brain is too overly detail oriented and it drives me insane but it’s so satisfying to bring it to life! I’d love to expand on this little imprinting and see where it goes ;) muahahah

Love u bye!

-Ro

[thegunrafeusedtoshootpeterkin]

poly!conrad fisher and rafe cameron hc

a/n: this is like one of my favorite poly character concepts like holy- this and jj and jeremiah im obsessed, you should listen to party monster by the weekend while reading this because that’s what kinda inspired this

warning: crude language, sexual implications, mentions of drug use, dirty dancing (grinding), possessive behavior, fanon rafe, jealously, arguments and a little toxicity because it wouldn’t be a rafe fanfic without it

it all started with a party, a party that changed everything. you got dragged to the party by kie and sarah to help get your mind off of your break up with rafe and just when you thought you would be able to escape him, he was at this party. flirting with what felt like 300 girls at once and he smirked at you, taunting you while doing it. so you took it upon yourself to calmly find someone who would direct in the direction of the bathroom so you could cry in piece but that doesn’t happen you run into a guy, conrad fisher. you two immediately hit it off, you smoke together and you find out he got broken up with as well, and soon enough you too are all over each other on the dance floor.

all you can hear is wolf whistling and the sound of loud music being played, your rolling your hips all over him and he’s catching what you’re putting down with ease

rafe’s eyes are watching the way the both of your bodies move with his eyes glassy and his lip between his teeth because holy shit- you guys look great together and he wants to be apart of that, conrad being the observant person he is realizes rafe’s gaze on the both of you and he moves your hair to the side and whispers in your ear, “follow my lead, he’s watching us,” you lock eyes with conrad before nodding your approval and suddenly he’s gripping your hips and pushing them against his lower body and he slowly bends you over and you realizes what he’s doing and you slowly grind your hips back on him before conrad throws his head back putting on a show for the ex boyfriend, who made a mistake.

you both continue your dirty dancing before conrad gets the bright idea to tease rafe some more, “you trust me, y/n?” conrad mumbles against the shell of your ear and you breathlessly reply, “yeah, i trust you,” conrad smirks before winking in rafe’s direction and slapping your ass gently causing your mouth to part softly and before you know it rafe is walking over to the both of you and connie has a proud smirk on his face now.

rafe glares at conrad and his expression softens when he meets your gaze, but conrad keeps the lazy smirk on his lips

“what do you want, rafe ?” and before rafe can answer, connie interrupts him. “i think he wants to call me daddy before the night ends too ?” conrad says taunting rafe but he earns a blush and him averting his eye contact instead which peaks both you and connie’s interest.

all three of you fucked in rafe’s apartment later on that night, and the morning after was awkward for all three of you. no one knew what to say or how to go about any of it.

conrad was the first to leave in the morning, then you left rafe alone with his thoughts and went back to your own apartment.

another party rolls around after the last awkward in counter between all of you, and you went to this party unprovoked hoping that your boys were there, and little did you now, so did your boys.

as soon as you entered the party it was almost like the atmosphere changed instantly, all eyes were on you and you didn’t mind the attention you made your way to the punch table and you started flirting with some random guy before you felt two pairs of eyes burning into the back of your head

so you turn around to figure out who it is to be met with both boys staring at you and motioning for you to walk over

you excuse yourself from the guy and in irritation you yell at them “all of sudden when i’m talking to a hot guy you fuckers wanna talk yeah no, go fuck someone else”

which sparks an argument between the three of you and before you know it all three of you admit you’ve been thinking about each other

which later leads to the three of you talking it out with each other causing you guys to get together

those boys are super protective over you like super

both of those motherfuckers will push your buttons for shits and giggles

conrad is the dom idgaf, he is he is

you and rafe are his bitch and he likes it that way

angry sex a lot of the time because those boys like pushing you

arguments happen not often but enough

jeremiah and belly love both of you

both of the boys had to get used to each other at first but when they did

they ARE INSEPARABLE.

they even go into dressing rooms together

they both love you very much and they always apologize after every argument that doesn’t result in sex and even then they both apologize

all three of you bond of your trauma together

you guys give each other stupid nicknames just because you thinks it’s funny and they love hearing your life, “my little sprinkle filled twinkie” ☠️

you help them belong somewhere, you are their sunshine and they wouldn’t wanna change that for the world.

hope y’all enjoyed this !!

taglist: @cordeliascrown @corebore123 @msgorillagripcoochie @dreamypeaches

[elbiotipo]

I was waiting to see what you would think of Arknights not only because it seems to be up your alley but because it got nations based off Latin America. There's a nation literally called Bolívar with nods here and there about the US dictatorship, and you can argue it's mixed with Mexican, the Gran Colombia and Brazil influences. There's also Sargon which feels like a mix between South America and Africa - or rather, the Amazon rainforest and the Saahara desert. You can argue Eunectes and Flint are Brazilian and Peruvian respectivelly. There's also La Pluma (real name: Rafaela Silva) who's apparently Chilean?? I don't think there's a furry Argentina... at least not yet

OH YES, the moment I saw "Bolívar" I knew that was Furry Latin America, I haven't looked up much of the lore though I did get spoiled with some characters I'm learning on my own, and so far it's interesting. Completely insane but compelling. I also got very confused when they said "Columbian" because I thought it was the classic anglo mispelling of Colombian, but no, Columbia is apparently Furry United States.

I actually just got an operator from Bolívar, an electrician kid (we need to talk about Rhodes Island labor laws) named Greyy who says he wanted to study electricity to bring light to the slums he came from. Yeah. But hey, I'm headcanonning him as Argentine now. I can't wait to find more about Bolívar. Or not. We'll see.

I really like the part in the archives where you can look up all the operators, where are they from, their relationships, what squad they belong to, and all that. It's very fun to see who's friends with who and where they came from. For a character based game they really really took a lot of care with their characters and how they fit with each other, most of the time (other "hero" based games just make them individually based in "cool" concepts and they don't fit at all together, like Overwatch for example) Somehow the angel girl with a machine gun and the italian mafiosa wolf girl fit in the same universe and are coworkers and it makes sense.

[niobiumao3]

Hmmmm. Hmmmmm. Hmmmmmmmmmmm.

My thoughts in no particular order:

Okay so, they answered The Question, and their answer is, 'There's no such thing as being Force Sensitive. Using the Force is like any other skill in terms of people being able to learn, just some possess a natural or early aptitude and some do not. In the same way many (most?) Art Schools wouldn't accept an applicant who has never once attempted a single bit of art, so the Jedi Order only sought out those with obvious talent from an early age.'

This tracks with Ahsoka's comment to Din that if Grogu simply stopped using the Force he would gradually forget how; likewise, not speaking a language or using a skill causes it to atrophy, and re-acquiring it can be difficult.

I'm back and forth on this. On the one hand you can argue Lucas always intended this because you'll notice in the movies proper the term Force Sensitive NEVER ONCE comes up. It's always 'strong with the force' or 'the Force is strong in my family', the same way you'd talk about a family where the parents and kids and grandkids all go into music or something. The concept of it being a Special Thing Someone Has or Doesn't Have is a later bit from the Extended Universe, and was arguably never once canonized.

On the other Lucas never really decried the concept of Force Sensitivity and in fact the midichlorian BS almost made it worse. Except even then he talked about it like 'everyone HAS midichlorians, some just have more than others'. So again with the concept of natural aptitude vs. learning it from nothing.

And on my third hand which I lost in Avengers: Endgame I can get why some people are upset by this development, because it implies well literally ANYONE can be out here using the Force. Does that make any sense?? And I agree it's a bit messy in the world building, because I cannot in fact use amazing artistic skills to literally mind control someone into letting me off without a speeding ticket. (Well, okay, maybe I could, but there's way more steps involved than 'Officer please fuck off' and him just doing it.)

Whatever. Guess what guys: DAVE FILONI SAYS FORCE SENSITIVE CLONES!

NO MARROCK oh you're fine. Damn it he's going to die soon and we won't know anything about him.

Baylan I am going to be so sad when this series is over and you're not dead but they have to kill you off screen.

PURRGILLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!

oh shin hates morgan like she fucking despises her and wants to kill her I love it. I love my savage goth wolf girl.

sabine and ahsoka making an awesome team at the pewpew, yes please

Huyang is basically Tech. I said what I said.

The bit where we're explaining the star whales now feels like it needed to be in episode 1 or 2 but whatever.

I am...on the fence about Jacen. The hair looked like...yeah. Does he have pointy ears? That will fix a lot of things.

Are we never going to mention Kanan. What was this with Sabine being like 'omg how can I possibly' her first master was blind!!!!! are we going to act like he's just not real?? ugh anyways.

aaaaah why does the episode end HERE???????? FUCKKKKK

[neonghostlights]

I already LOVE the concept of Beast of Burden and the first chapter! I already really love werewolf/mate or like soulmate fics particularly when a character or both know about the bond but it takes a while for them to actually get together on their terms so what you have in store with reformed fuckboy eddie seemingly having to actual earn readers trust and love while he’s walking around like a sad puppy like ☹️ bc she does not give a shit about his moves is just **👩🏻‍🍳💋**

I can’t wait to see how you decide to take this story and all the incredible potential for tension and yearning and conflict! I also had a question, does reader/the town know about werewolves and Eddie as one or is it a secret? I’m basically kind of wondering if the idea of being Eddie’s mate is something reader (and alllll the girls who eddie has wronged who will be upset/jealous) is familiar with or if that is another thing he’ll have to prove to reader is real and not like a line he’s trying

Mate/soulmates are my weakness. I eat it up every time I read something with that in it. And oh yeah, he’s gonna have to try really really hard.

Im gonna try to make reader in this as much of a girls girl as possible despite the hate she’ll get from the people who’s side she’s trying to take. She’s gonna wanna be on the other girls sides even when Eddie tries to explain himself that he’s not as bad as he seems.

No. The town nor reader know about werewolves at all. It is only known by the pack/families/mates. It is a big secret that they work hard to keep for the town (obviously except for Eddie who has already pranced around in wolf form in front of reader). The town is basically just known for being cursed/weird as usual because there’s supernatural floating around because come on, the wolves are protecting the town from something right 😉

The girls that Eddie hooks up with have no clue that he’s a werewolf or about mates. They just think he’s great and bed and basically there’s this competition almost to see who’s the one that’s gonna get him to settle down at last. Not all the girls are like this though, only some. Some girls literally don’t give a shit about who Eddie ends up with. It’ll only be a few that are used to being Eddie’s regulars or feel wronged by him that give her a hard time. But some of it comes from a sense of “don’t make the same mistake as me”

[mdhwrites]

Monster Month for Amphibia?

I give no promises but like I've done a Lumity monster week back in 2022, I just like doing monster girl stories. Or stories with monsters in general. I floated the idea of being given ideas a little bit ago to my Discord but thought I'd ask here now: Any monster/character combinations you'd like to see me do something with? Some thoughts I've considered over the couple days I've considered it: Marcy as a ghost: Anne and Sasha, challenging each other to be brave, find a haunted house and have to deal with a ghost whispering in their ears until finally they scream at the ghost to just kill them, at which point Marcy shows up to explain that she's not that sort of ghost. She was just trying to tell them neat things, answer their questions and warn them about the faulty parts of the house. She's just kind of shy, especially because they're both so pretty. Werewolf Sasha: Starting with Sasha gaining the werewolf curse, she faces potentially the ultimate sacrifice of her control as she has to face being powerless against the curse. Worse yet, Anne, the one she always thought her second in command, is now pushing back against her. Info from Marcy though helps her start seeing the joy of the egghead's gushing. Ends with the girls helping Sasha find peace with her wolf side by not pushing her away when Grime shows them her in her full wolf form.

Fr-Anne-kenstein: This is admittedly mostly a Marcy story despite the name. Marcy is a starving artist and researcher, pushed to desperation as she steals for food, then for laboratory pieces and then bodies for her anatomy research. With how everyone treats her though, it pushes her to make a friend. When she sees Anne's innocent eyes, the most beautiful things she's ever seen, she runs off, believing herself unworthy of ANYONE, let alone that. She had hoped them being a monster would make it okay but it does not. Anne sees the effort in making a party for her Marcy put together and after talking to Marcy who put herself in a grave, they decide to both give Marcy a chance. Possibly ends with Sasha getting made as a joke towards the Bride of Frankenstein.

Also, yes I know Frankenstein is the scientist but Anne as a scientist... I guess KIND OF happens eventually but mostly no. XD

Maddie the Witch: This one is a fun one for me meta wise as well as concept just because the idea is to actually use the frogs in a human AU like the Halloween Amphibia episode. Maddie has a problem. Sprig is a ball of sunshine who doesn't seem to live horror, creepy things, etc. like that. Even at 11 years old, Halloween to him is more about Trick or Treating than spooky costumes and movies. This is the boy Maddie, lady of the occult and master witch, has fallen for and is TERRIFIED of just being rejected outright if he knows the truth. Maybe if she wears her witch garb while they go door to door for candy, she can feel things out with him, even if she's surprised he was even willing to have her go out with him for this.

Like I said: I REALLY like me monster stuff, possibly because I like playing with their unique traits, the fear of being other, how they can contrast against humanity, etc. Hell, this actually wouldn't be the first time I've done this sort of thing for Amphibia since I did a one off for Cutetanuki's werewolf AU a good long while ago now. Three if you count when I had Marcy create a sculpted Sasha and when I made Marcy a clockwork creation (which I would like to still get back to someday).

But yeah, consider this an open call for concepts, monsters, etc. to play around with so I can try to use October as an excuse to tell myself to breathe and play around with that which lurks in the dark.

[bucking-mustangs-with-wings]

Yet another writing ask: 7, 10, and 39, please?

7 (Your favourite ao3 tag): At the moment, its a solid love for Gale 'Buck' Cleven/John 'Bucky' Egan of COURSE. I don't really have a favourite tag besides the current ship/media I'm obsessed with, because there are so many fics out there and all of them are unique and AMAZING. As long as it's a fic i click with, it goes in the bookmarks haha.

10 (Top three favourite fic tropes): I know i answered this in another ask a while back and I'm sure that my answer will have changed since then, but the hurt/comfort trope is ALWAYS a win in my books, has been since I started reading fanfiction and discovered wtf it was.

This will also be a bit controversial but I'm such a sucker for A/B/O fics and themes. HATE the 'gender oppression' side of it, makes me feel icky, but the whole concept of the animalistic side of someone's base nature, the whole 'mates' and primal urges/animalistic behaviours and traits just... i don't even know how to explain it. And it's not even from a sexual side of things, its just that whole instinct theme that gets me. No idea why, though I have a strong suspicion that it stems from my life-long 'werewolf/wolf media/literature' obsession I've always had, being able to let the human side lay dormant and just giving one's self away to the primal side. Being a past Teen Wolf/Sterek girl when I was a teenager too didn't help matters oh my god.

And as for a third, I would have to go with the good old 5+1 trope. Some of the stories that come out of that trope are PHENOMENAL and you can really get hooked in them, they're usually broken up each chapter/section by completely different scenerios too so it's like reading 6 whole fics in one just with a baseline theme. Love them wholeheartedly honestly.

39 (Wildest AU scenario you have written): I'm gonna be completely honest here and say that I don't think that any of the fics I have written both past and present have fallen necessarily underneath the WILD category. Yeah I come up with heaps of au's (too many. too too many) but nothing has ever really struck me as.. wild? I can't even remember half the stuff I wrote years ago before delving back into fandom and tumblr again, I've lost all my old accounts and my works because my old laptops just died and there's no salvaging anything from them. I still get sad to this day thinking back on all the stories and graphics I've lost. But the wildest (using that term lightly) au scenario I've written (or partially jotted down tbh) at the moment would be another au I came up with after watching Legion again last weekend. If you haven't seen it I highly recommend it, but one of the scenes towards the end with the two angels literally clicked in my brain as 'haha, this is Buck and Bucky if they were angels' and I spiralled from there. There is of course a moodboard and more coming for that (I hate myself) but I'm putting most of my energy onto Game of Survival before I start ANYTHING else.

[purplerose244]

Watched the fourth episode of LEGO DreamZzz: LOVE IT!

The Youtube LEGO channel waited a couple of days before putting the third episodes, while this one came out right on the next day! Why though?... does it sound like I'm complaining? BECAUSE I'M NOT!!! 😍

THE DREAM FORGE

Heeeeeyyy, the thumbnail is showing Zoey! Are we finally getting a visual on her?

When I heard of the concept for this show I was kinda scared that for being a dream world it wasn't going to show much creativity... but the turtle burrito truck is making me change my mind 😅😅

Welp, Logan is still pretty much a jerk to Mateo 🤷🏻‍♀️ Honestly I prefer this over not talking about how they were super at odds at the very beginning

If you give me a Clay and Lance from Nexo Knights situation I'll be happy 🤍💙🤍💙

Still calm down sweetie 😅

Logan the barbarian, okay buddy 🤣 Considering his "ancestor" was a ninja master of fire, it seems appropriate 🔥

Okay, you can't give a griffin like creature with an owl face and expect me to be normal about it, that's my favourite mythical creature and my favourite animal mixed together LOOK AT THEM GO SO GORGEOUS 😍😍😍😍

ZIAN IS THE NAME LOVE IT 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Oh yeah Zoey got that rewind clock thing, I saw that before... that looks super OP, are we gonna talk about it?

I did not expect Izzie to be the first to confront Zoey and honestly? SO HAPPY. I don't know if Zoey will actually end up being Mateo's love interest, but presenting her on a separate stance makes me see her as her own character first

WITH A KILLER DESIGN AGAIN I MIGHT DIE FROM AN ARCHER AND SAY THANKS THAT'S HOW MUCH I LOVE THEM 😍

"Who says I'm pretending?" Okay I love her

Logan I really like you, you got plenty of potential and you're voiced by Vince which is a plus... BUT STOP BERATING MATEO HE ALREADY GOT LOW SELF ESTEEM AND HE'S DOING AN AMAZING JOB STOP GETTING IN BETWEEN 😭😭😭

Yeah Mateo is also being against him, but at least he realizes that they have to stop fighting each other, so that's good

Sorry if I'm biased from now on I'm just really rooting for Mat

I really wonder how Cooper and Logan became friends in the first place...

So the Night Hunter got Zoey's song? That's kinda interesting, it makes me wonder how much their power can extent. They can take creativity and using what someone's like against them... AAAAAAA THE ANGST POTENTIAL IN THIS

It's nice to see Izzie calling her out, like girl you can do your solo thing if you want but if you really wanna help then move it!

ZOEY RESCUEEEEEEE

Pff Izzie just wants to be her friend and Zoey is not having it 😂 Come oooon, drop the lone wolf act, join the gang!

ZOEY WITH HER CLOCK THINGIE I REALLY WANNA KNOW MOOOORE

Also interesting that the Night Hunter got a crossbow, while Zoey got a bow. I don't know if it's simply a parallel, or Zoey got pissed and used it to mock him 🤣🤣

Challenge in the forge GO

I actually just had a recent conversation with my boyfriend about fears, over how suffocation is something everyone fears apparently. Given this, having then go down the sand... SCARY ENOUGH I'D SAY

Nooooo Logan dang it, you're making it hard to cheer for you 😅

WOOOOOO ANOTHER TROUPE I'M A SUCKER FOR, MAIN CHARACTERS FACING THEIR FEARS 😍😍😍

Maybe I'm just that easy to please, but this show is ticking all boxes for me

FINALLY SOME LIGHT ON COOPER! I was waiting to see something more about his character and MAN I'm not disappointed! He's a much more stressed person than I thought, he wants to be up to expectations but there's so much on his plate!

I wonder if he got friends with Logan because he's way more carefree...

Awwww Izzie is not over Mr. Sharkyjaw 😢 I might've glossed over that scene but in retrospect, given how much she cares about her plushies, it must've hurt her

DUDE MAT GOT THE COMBO SCHOOL NIGHTMARE AND NO HANDS GIVE HIM A BREAK JEEZ

ALSO NOT Z-BLOB 😭😭

Interesting how their nightmares are in some very specific places

I think that Mateo lives school in a very negative way as we saw in other episodes so it makes sense to see him there. Cooper seems to be a bit too pressured by his parents, therefore he's in his house. As for Izzie I think she's very comfortable in a lot of places, so this is the most unreal one

It would be very cool analyzing Izzie's dream, losing someone like that... MORE FICS IDEA HERE I COME

Look at them overcoming fears 🥹

Pff Oz doesn't care if Zoey joins or not, he just really needs backup 🤣🤣

CRAFTING HOURGLASSES 😍😍😍

This was a very cute scene, although I hope we'll still see Mateo using the weapon pencil because it's so silly and quirky and I actually kinda love it 👌

Since we're putting so much focus on Lunia, I wonder if she's an important character for any of them. Like personally

Is it Mat and Izzie's mom? Zoey's mom?... Zoey's herself? ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE THIS FAR IN THE SHOW I'D SAY

So... what now, Logan? Any chance you'll get to be a bit nicer? I really wanna like you so please, PLEASE, do something nice next time I see you 😅

IT WAS SUCH A GOOD EPISODE THOUGH I'M SO HAPPYYYYY

[mymiraclebox]

which one of your Kwamis took the most time to create?

This is actually a hard question to answer, because so many of my kwamis went through so many different stages. Take my boy Graay for example-- he was my first OC kwami, and originally he was a kwami of Balance in a trio with Tikki and Plagg, he was the "price" of the wish, essentially. He was always Graay the Wolf who loved grapes and hated humans, but he's gone through so many changes since my original idea of him.

Originally he was going to be in a North American, his Miraculous not part of any Box, going to be found by a young girl who eventually changes his perception of humans. Also the holder that betrayed him was actually going to be a good person who sacrificed his very soul to save Graay, but Graay didn't realize it until years later. But the Graay I have today is very different than my original Graay, who while I've always had a Wolf kwami from the beginning, so you can say he took the most time to create with how much of his story changed even if his basic name and design was always the same.

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Another kwami who went through a lot of change was Yuume. Yuume was always going to be an evil Sheep of Dreams, but my first version of him was of an ancient kwami who never got a Miraculous which made him bitter, and used Dreams to communicate with humans to act out his evil schemes. Now Yuume is a young kwami who does have a Miraculous-- and he hates that fact.

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Then you have someone like Zipp, who've redesigned three times now (third version hasn't been posted yet) and I'm still I'm not sure I'm happy with it-- so he may be going through many more changes.

Or you have Koree, who was originally a Raccoon of Darkness named Corri (who was named a variation of Dusk before that) who I kept abandoning, then bringing back, then changing, then changing again, etc.

Then there's others whose concepts I've had for a while-- since I've started watching Miraculous I wanted a Snake kwami named Habu; but my friends told me not to bother because there was going to be a Snake kwami later on (this was when I was still catching up with the show). But what do you know the idea stuck around anyways and now I have Habuu my Rattlesnake and I love her.

Finally there's kwamis that just took forever to come up with and get right. When I decided on the idea of Alpha Kwamis and wanted to to make Graay part of a duo, I knew I wanted a Chaos kwami to be his other half. But it took me forever to figure out what animal I wanted for this Chaos kwami. At one point they were going to be a Dinosaur (a raptor of some kind if I remember right) named Voidd, but then I dumped that idea very quickly. I went through a lot of different animal ideas, asking others for their opinion on a Chaos animal, etc. I was stumped on creating a Chaos kwami for a long time, until it hit me that the perfect animal was right there the whole time: the platypus. A semi-aquatic, egg laying mammal (of action) with venomous spurs, looks like a combination of several animals, lacks a stomach, basically "sweats" milk, glows under UV light, can sense electricity... and I could go on. xD But perfect Chaos animal.

From there everything about Prrysm fell into place. I wanted her to have a hard time maintaining a physical form, to glitch in and out of reality, to be a rainbow of colors (which is where she got her name), and yeah.

This turned out to be a bit of an essay. xD But these are the ways I've had kwamis take the "longest", all in different ways.

[bluewillowedart]

hi :) can you talk about anything related to prsk you have been thinking about lately. literally anything even if it's 15 paragraphs about an au in your head or disecting a character or just a little headcanon i Will read it. also what's the flag in your pfp?

hello :)

ohhhbhh goodness theres so much i could talk about oh god oh god.

but first - the flag in my pfp is the agender flag but the colors were picked from touyas sdsc trained card! ((you can pick the aromantic and agender flags from them and it makes me so happy hehe))

but now. jun insanity moment time. ((warning. this may be long))

uhmm idk how much i will end up putting here since. im not the best with words but. magical girl au with the gamer quartet.

i just think. pink leader emu would be so fun,, im drawing a lot of dynamic and design philosophies from precure so thats where that decision came from. the cute tiney girl with the big ass hammer being the leader is so amusing to me listen. Listen.

also the progression of who joins the team is emu -> nene -> akito -> touya

i really like the idea of touya being the more. almost aloof one whos hesitant to join the team and would prefer to work alone. that sort of concept but not exactly if you will hehe. there is an interval between nene joining compared to akito and touya. the latter two are somewhat close to precure's late cure concept. slightly.

emu and nene are established as close friends from the beginning in the au anyways so that lends itself to make the dynamic easy to build from. im still trying to figure out how to fill the void in how this blends akito and touya with this starting duo. but i like to think that touya got his powers even before akito but. kept it a secret from him (which he wish he didnt have to but you know). so when the two found out abt each other having powers. just. woah?!?!? spiderman pointing meme or smth ig.

i also should add the designs for them in general was drawn from that cutesy space/cyber aes along with very vaguely. sea slugs.

its been referenced and shown on one of my posts but their partners. emu -> crocodile, nene -> owl, akito -> wolf, touya -> panda. all based off of the animals they chose in close game offline :) they are silly little friends and the team has to pretend theyre little plushies to avert suspicions hfdjs

and similarly for their weapons. emu -> big fucking hammer. nene -> laser sniper. akito -> serraded knives. touya -> thats a secret ;)

TBH touya is an interesting chara in this au very mysterious very funky. he is super powerful but doesnt have full control over his powers yet. i will leave it at that. augh.

they have to fight off the forces that are created from the build up of negative feelings drawn from sekais that are able to phase into the real world. these said feelings are ones that have gone haywire and all. for the most part the team can use their cellphones to detect these. monsters. and fight them. they typically arent seen by the normal eye but there are some who are so powerful that can override that.

overall this au diverges from canon and theres a handful of things drawn from said canon that ive altered for the sake of this au making sense but. its my silly au i get to make the silly rules and it means so much to me aaadhjksaaaaaaa

there is also a pkmn au that keeps going in and out of my head. and my bf and i created a team for touya. milotic, miraidon, ceruledge, lucario, corviknight, decidueye. this au doesnt have a lot to it as of rn but also. emu with tinkaton. its so necessary. that mon is Meant for emu. oh yeah and akito has amarouge to compliment touya. hehe. yeas.

i have. more aus. but theyre not super developed enough for me to talk extensively abt them but they sure exist in my head.

PLEASE do continue to pick at my brain for the magical girl au tho i love that one so badly hfusjkd

[fanficwriter284]

In light of me getting a new dog.... and thanks to @twyz for the idea revolving around the concept.

Gloria belongs to @twyz

The Ray sisters had been strolling home their backpacks bouncing as they continuously walked in sync, religiously avoiding the cracks in the sidewalk. Both wore fixated smiles on their reddening faces as they followed their path home. With the youngest of the Rays carrying something in the coat of her maroon suit. With continuously squirming as she paced beside Gloria.

"She's getting heavy"

"We're almost home just a little longer as long as we don't"

"OH HEY GIRLS! How goes it!"

"Uncle Billy!"

"Nice ta see ya around here...."

"Nice seeing ya too just heading home from your dads"

"Nice nice nice!"

Chelsea's smile began to feel sore as it continued to stretch across her face, as she struggled to maintain a steady hold on the creature squirming in her suit jacket. Gloria being the better liar maintained her composer, any other time she would have loved to stay and chat with Billy, about her time in the greenhouse recording the plants and sharing her records with him. As he too was a nature lover, and him being the one who never switched about her whereabouts during school hours. And her showing him the Venus Fly Trap plant he gifted her for her birthday, showing the plants immense growth.

"Whatcha got there Chelsea?"

"...Well"

Before the oldest of the two could cut the conversation short a small ball of fluff had popped its head out, its little tongue flapping everywhere, trying to lick the young red's face.

The two sisters shoot a look at their uncle curious to see what his response would be, pleading that it wouldn't result in something negative.

"AW! It's a little Pitbull!!!"

"..."

"...Yeah...ya like her?"

"Shes adorable! I'm assuming your parents don't know anything about her?"

"...Not yet"

"...Well...No not exactly"

Billy was stroking the canine affectionately letting out faint harmonious chuckles as the young Pitbull licked his fingers. To be precise it was an American Staffordshire Terrier, more commonly known as an American Pitbull. Its fur is mist-like like grey, with its underbelly being a white fur coat. With two large misty floppy ears, matching large her salmon tongue, that had been exposed while the canine was panting.

"Hm...well ya know...if your parents say no...I mean I could look after her and let you two visit her...So she won't get shipped off to some shelter"

"Really?"

"You'd do that!?"

"How could say no? Especially to this cute little face!!!!"

The two girls' faces practically glowed happily, both beyond thrilled that they had a plan B, and were able to still see the pup even if their parents said no.

"THANK YOU UNCLE BILLY"

"THANK YOU"

"Anytime, oh, and girls. Your dad has a soft spot for Pitbulls...I suggest you two go for it if you want to keep her"

The two gave excited head nods and took off bidding Billy a wave goodbye. Billy smiled and sighed a bit. He knew the bad reputation Pitbulls have and couldn't bear the thought of the pup sitting in a cage, with a low possibility of being adopted, knowing full well what happens next when the dog is cast out.

...

The two girls climbed the patio steps, Chelsea still maintaining her hold on the dog while Gloria dug the house keys from her bag.

"What's that?"

"Nothing Urhighness, now go back to your self-loathing and leave us alone"

"It was only a question, no need to get your tacky bowtie in a twist"

"Ya know what I outa twist that damn neck of yours"

"Why the aggression, I literally have done nothing to you"

"....Imma pretend I didn't hear that...and PLUS YOU MADE FUN OF BENNY"

"Not my fault he couldn't hear me"

"...Imma kick that crooked tooth of yours run back into place I swear to god..."

Gloria nudged her sister and the two quickly slipped into their home slamming the door right behind them, greeted by their wolf-dog Beau.

"Hey Buddy did you miss us"

Chelsea quickly set the puppy down and watched Beau back up startled by the young pup. Sniffing it with much curiosity.

"She's cute isn't she Beau?"

The two girls froze to stone hearing their father's footsteps approach, coming down the stairs.

"Hey, Girls how was school? You Ma's picking up the twi---the hell is that?"

"..."

"....Well..."

"Nope no way....you already have a dog...nope"

Without uttering a single phrase Chelsea picked up the Pitbull and raise her up to her dad's face smiling as the puppy began to lick at Chucky's nose.

"...Goddamn it"

"Can we keep her! PLEASE"

"PLEASE DADDY!!!"

''WELL TAKE CARE OF HER AND DO EVERYTHING I SWEAR"

"PLEEAAASE DAD!!"

".....Oh god....your mother is gonna kill me"

[dykevanny]

roxanne wolf transgender.they used to have foxy but then foxy was like yarghh. I am not a guy. So they rebranded her completely . Hrt hit so hard she’s a wolf now.

REAL !!!!!!

i like to think that every single time they tried to recode foxy in some way (toy foxy and funtime foxy) it made them trans. so they tried to recode him to be more “glamrock” and less “pirate” and exactly like the last couple times it transed her fuckin gender and they were like UGHH whatever its cheaper to not redo ur code, we should be able to just repaint most of ur casing. maybe having the band split evenly will be good for us.

also also i like to imagine that ““glamrock”” foxy does exist hes just. a daycare attendant. kids cove!!!! they just kept his code (mostly) the same and didnt try to get rid of his pirateness bc Apparently Hes Only A Guy If Hes Also A Pirate. anyways hes technically newer than roxy but only in physical model. he freddy chica and bonnie are the big siblings of the newbies <333

also i like to joke that roxys og code is from foxy fighters, a fnaf world minigame. in that foxy has three girl besties (toy chica, nightmare chica, and jj) and they r all badasses. anyways she was one of the gals back then too <3 (yeah i will take any opportunity to relate things to fnaf world. i luv fnaf world <3)

BUT ALSO i have seen ppl headcanoning that they left up her deadname and branding of her pre transition around and that plays into her self esteem issues. WHICH IS ALSO GOOD but also so so sad. but im a sucker for angst…..

ill stop talking ur ears off (at least for tonight loll) cause i have to sleep <3 honestly im surprised i talked so little abt trans roxy.. i expected better of me smh /lh

I AM OBSESSED WITH THIS CONCEPT……… pirate is the one (1) variable keepi g this animatronic from transitioning…… they gave that fox a keytar and bam. Girl Moment.

[written-within-the-stars]

Clear Air and Cloudy Skies – Solo by Collin

I was sitting on the beach… watching Nova play tag with the tide, the grey sky couldn’t strip away the light I could see in my future today. I had told Harper everything, and even though I knew there was still a long way for us to go; and that I needed to find some way to prove to her that there was nothing else I was keeping from her… I felt lighter now. She had seen me, and she accepted me… she knew the truth and now I could finally let her know all of me… not just my human side.

‘I still can’t believe she just… believed you.’ #Brady shook his head. ‘I mean for someone that came from outside of the tribe and had no links to this world at all… It’s incredible. Do you think it’s the power of the imprint bond?’

I shrugged. “I suppose it would have something to do with it… but I think it’s mostly Harper. She trusted me… and it can’t be easy to do that when we’ve really only just met. We were thirteen when we join the pack… love, at first sight, was almost a normal concept for us… we phased and saw #Sam’s imprint story… #Jared’s and #Paul’s.”

‘Yeah, and then we sat around for years waiting on our happily ever after.’ #Brady laughed.

He wasn’t wrong… we had both passed up on a whole lot of potential dates because we knew that the girl wasn’t our imprint. But after a while, we had both accepted that it could be a long time before we found her. I had started dating… but #Brady started serial dating. “Until one of us went off the deep end.” I teased him.

‘Hey! #Embry was a bad influence. I’ll admit that. But I calmed down.’ He defended himself. “Eventually.”

He had had a lot more girlfriends than me  over the years… Whereas I had actually only had three real girlfriends and one of those was a silly teenage fling… at the time, of course, it was the greatest love the world had ever seen. I was sixteen… so what else could you expect? People told me I was picky… but it  wasn’t that. I was just always looking for that spark. They called it picky… I liked to think of myself as a romantic.

“I think she was afraid.” I told him, switching the subject back to that night. “But I gave her every chance to leave and every time she stayed and heard  what I had to say.”

‘She’s brave... I mean I could imagine what it was like to see you walking out of the trees as a wolf without ever having seen anything like it before.’ Then he laughed. ‘I can’t believe you changed back in front of her though. You’ll barely take off  your shirt in front of the guys.’ He smacked me lightly on the arm.

“I was worried about changing in front of her… I mean first off, I would have had to take off all my clothes in front of her. We’d only kissed a handful of times… and then… phasing… I was afraid that I might get too close and hurt her… at least by changing back she saw that it was really me. She couldn’t have any doubts and there was no chance that my human form would hurt her.” I chuckled. “She did turn bright red though.”

Brady rolled his eyes. ‘I bet she did… But I’m sure you were as cool as a cucumber.’ His sarcasm was thick.

“Oh yeah… I was totally calm… not awkward at all.” I laughed and nudged him with my elbow. “I’m just happy she didn’t think I was a monster.”

‘You aren’t as happy as the rest of us are that we don’t need  to hear that in your internal monologue anymore.’ #Brady chuckled.

“Can you blame me? I mean she grew up in the world of all those horror stories about shapeshifters and werewolves.” I sighed shaking off that feeling, it was still only too fresh in my mind.

‘No… you know  no one blames you… It was something only you and #Seth really understood… We all know how #Emily found out and #Jay and #Paul had the fact that their imprints were raised with the stories… and they had teenage hormones and romance on their side. #Nessie always knew about  us and #Claire will have a lifetime of trust to fall back on… But you and #Seth. It was different and clearly, the Ancestors have a plan.’ #Brady took a stick from #Nova and patted her head before tossing it a third of the distance he was capable of. I smiled; he was going easy on her.

‘Have you spoken to #Seth or #Kenzi about her and Harper’s tribe yet?’ He asked.

I shook my head. It seemed clear they shared the same tribal blood, but there were a lot of smaller tribes around the Thompson area… some even smaller than the Quileute  tribe. “We can’t be sure they’re from the same tribe. I’m not even sure Harper knows she’s indigenous. She wasn’t raised on a reservation. But I need to talk to #Seth about that too… I’m not sure that now is the time for Harper to dig into her past, she’s finding her feet  here. But I’ll make sure she knows I’ll help her learn about every part of herself…. Whenever she’s ready to search for it.”

#Brady clapped a hand down on my shoulder. ‘As long as you both do it together…’ He smiled. ‘It will all be okay. There have been so few imprints until #Seth and then you… but if anyone deserves this… it's you. Harper is amazing and I can’t see her hurting you like you have been before.’

I tensed a little. “You know that wasn’t all Jo’s fault. I lied to her all the time. I had to… but that doesn’t make it okay.” #Brady huffed. He didn’t like it when I defended her, but I forgave her… holding a grudge just wasn’t in my nature. But that forgiveness didn’t mean I could ever have been with her again. Not even before I met Harper. ‘You always say that, but I still don’t think that  it’s an excuse for cheating on you with a friend. But it doesn’t matter… even without an imprint, I think it's clear that Harper doesn’t have a cruel or deceitful bone in her body. And I know you well enough to know that you’ll be so much happier when you don’t have to hide anything. This will be amazing for you… I mean you two are honestly perfect for each other… Just…’ He laughed. ‘Don’t play pool with her… that game would be over so fast it wouldn’t be any fun at all.’

I burst into laughter. “You make a good point but it would be so hot.”

‘You really are a geek you know that!’ I knew that he was thinking of how I looked at her when she cleared that pool table. ‘Clearly, those teenage hormones are making a comeback.’ He teased and jumped up enticing Nova further down the beach with her favourite ball.

I sat  that, watching the waves… her beautiful face on my mind. Excited about what was to come.

[nny11writes]

“Yeah, well, first of all I know. Gross. And second,” Glimmer lifted their hands to press a kiss to her knuckles, “you might be a werewolf but you aren’t an animal. Wash yo damn sheets.”

Catra laughed, not because it was that funny but because she hadn’t expected it. She hadn’t expected any of this.

[wildflowerdylan]

WITH BENEFITS

PART TWO - PART THREE - PART FOUR

Pairing : Stiles Stilinski x Reader

Warnings : 18+ content, enemies to lovers, cursing.

Concept : College can change a lot of things. Some of those things might even be the status of your friendship. At least, that’s what happened with Stiles and Y/N. 

The next morning was unlike any other. You don’t know fear until you wake up naked next to someone you don’t like. Our morning was mostly silent and avoiding eye contact. Sure, we were drunk, but we weren’t drunk enough to not know exactly what we did and exactly how it felt. “Here…” Stiles said, being the first one to speak. He was handing me the t-shirt I was wearing to bed. I grabbed it and examined it slightly. “This way you can’t blame me if you’re cold on your walk home.” I look at him and roll my eyes, throwing the shirt back at him. He grabbed the shirt and shook his head back at me before watching me leave his room quickly.

“Hey! We didn’t know you were still here!” Scott smiled at me as he watched me walk down the steps from Stiles’ room. I smiled a tight, uncomfortable smile, “Yeah… I was pretty drunk last night so Stiles offered me his floor.” Stiles walked down behind me, about as annoyed as I am. “That was out of character of you, Stiles.” Lydia comments kindly. “Yeah, well, Y/N and I are really trying to make this whole pack thing work.” We both looked at each other for a moment before turning away angrily. “You guys don’t look too happy with each other…” Liam says with a raised brow. “We can’t change overnight, Liam.” Stiles says angrily. “What Stiles meant to say was that we’re kind of hungover and would appreciate it if we would all stop talking about us right now.” The group looked at each other awkwardly for a moment before scooting in and caring on. “Alright, well, great seeing you, Y/N.” Stiles says as I walk towards the door. “Wait! Wait! Stiles…” Scott scolds as he stops me from leaving. “Y/N, come sit with all of us.” Stiles and I just look at each other with clenched jaws. “Okay…”

We sat and sifted through food, acting surprisingly kind to each other. Of course, we still had snide comments to give here and there, but overall the group seemed happy to see our change. “I’ve gotta say, you guys are doing really great with this whole acting like friends thing.” We both smiled awkwardly, nodding our heads.

“Alright, well, we’ve got to get to the library,” Lydia smiles, looking at Malia who very clearly does not want to go. “Can I come with you guys? I’ve got a paper to write.” Lydia nods at Kira and walks out with the two girls. Moments past that, Scott asks Liam a peculiar question... “Hey, Liam?” The boy says to catch the other’s attention. “Do you smell that?” Liam looks around and shakes his head, “All I smell is anger and… fear maybe?” Scott nods his head, “Yeah…” Liam looks at the alpha for a moment before turning to the other two that were being of no help. Lucky for Scott, Liam then got a call from Mason to go to the library as well so that they could work on the project they have together. Liam groans on the phone before saying his goodbyes as well.

“It’s been great…” I say suddenly, making Stiles jump a little. Stiles nods enthusiastically, “See ya!” I roll my eyes, grabbing my purse from the counter and hopping off the bar stool. “Y/N/N, wait.” Scott says calmly. “I’ve got to talk to you and Stiles.” We both look at each other again, but with worry. “What happened last night?” I shrugged my shoulders, “We got drunk.” Scott shakes his head, “Yeah…and?” Stiles rubs his face in frustration, “You can smell it, can’t you?” Stiles’ eyes lock with Scott’s who just raises his eyebrows to say yes. “God, why do you have to be such a strong wolf?” I say, smacking the countertop. “Hey! Don’t blame me for your actions!” I roll my eyes, “Not mine! Stiles’!” Stiles turns towards me and scoffs, “You were the one that undressed in front of me.” I widen my eyes and gasp, “You kissed me though!”

“Enough!” Scott growls, having enough of our arguing already. “I don’t care who started it. I care about what this means.” I shake my head angrily, “Scott, I love you, but this is absolutely none of your business.” Scott looks at me in shock. “But I-” I cut him off, “You want to help. I know. But please just keep your ears and your nose out of Stiles and I’s whatever this is.” Scott nods his head reluctantly, “Okay, I’ll stay out of it.” I nod my head once, speaking much quieter this time, “Thank you.” The three of us sat in silence again, a very uncomfortable silence until eventually I picked my things up and headed out the door for the third time this morning. “I had a great time-” Stiles cuts me off, “Yeah you did!” He puts his hand up for Scott to high five but is immediately rejected. “Not something to joke about yet, huh?” We both give the boy a glare and then finally say our goodbyes.

One week goes by and the two of us proceed to avoid one another again. This time was just much harder because of Scott’s persistence to get us to talk about what had happened. It wasn’t until there was literally nowhere to study at the library after I had walked twenty minutes there that I forced myself to talk to him.

I walked up to the study room Stiles was in and knocked a couple of times. He looked up at me with little emotion before smiling a tight smile. “I thought we were avoiding each other,” Stiles says as he goes back to reading the textbook in front of him. “We were…” I say softly, “Until all the study rooms were taken up.” He chuckles to himself. “Come on in.” The boy moves his stuff around so that I can sit at the table with him. “Thanks,” I smile, putting my laptop on the table and scooching my chair in. We proceeded to sit there in silence, just studying, for a couple of hours before Stiles slammed his textbook shut.

“We should do it again.” I look over at him with furrowed eyebrows, “Do what?” He looks at his fiddling hands for a moment before turning towards me, “We should have sex again.” I scoff, “Yeah and while we’re at it we can grow an extra limb!” Stiles looks back at me, unamused by my sarcasm. “I’m serious, Y/N.” I just shake my head and continue to type. “I just think that maybe we would tolerate one another better if it meant we got to fuck.” I shut my laptop harshly, turning to face Stiles. “Are you being serious right now?” He puts his hands up as if it's obvious, “Yes!” I breathe in with frustration as my response. “Come on, Y/N/N… The sight of you alone used to piss me off. Now, I don’t mind as much.” I shake my head in disbelief. “I bet my life that you think about the other night just like I do.” I turn towards him with a clenched jaw, “You piss me off.”

“Great, let’s fuck then.” I scoff, “Stiles, that’s not how life works. You can’t just have sex and expect all your problems to be fixed.” Stiles shrugs, “Maybe not… But this problem definitely could be fixed by that.” I look at my computer for a moment before turning to look at him again, “And what happens if I say yes?” Stiles looks me in the eyes with hope, “We’ll set a few rules and boundaries and then see each other naked for however long this goes on for.” I keep my eye on him, a serious look in it as I consider his proposition. I begin shaking my head, “I must be fucking stupid, but fine.” Stiles perks up, “Fine?” I nod my head with a deep breath, “Let’s set those rules.”

“Great! So, where to start?” Stiles pulls out a pen and paper and marks the number 1. “Okay, I think we should stay away from any place where the supernatural frequents.” Stiles nods, “Agreed. I am not having the sex talk with Scott again.” I chuckle slightly before letting him continue. “No other sexual partners.” I nod my head, “But dating is okay?” Stiles nods his head, “I mean, we’re not dating, so sure.” I look at his hesitation, but knock it off to general discomfort. “How about complete transparency with dating. If I go on a date, I'll tell you and vice versa.” Stiles nods his head, “I like that.” Relief completely washes over him. Stiles writes down another number and then pauses, “This might be a silly rule to put, but if one of us catches feelings we have to tell the other or break things off.” I look at him carefully, “Okay.”

Stiles finishes writing the rules down and then takes a picture to send to me. “So, we’re really doing this?” I say as I look at the photo on my phone. Stiles nods, “Yeah… I think we are.” I nod my head with him before moving to close the door to the study room. Stiles perks an eyebrow up at me. I ignore his expression and walk over to him gently before moving to straddle him in his chair. He looks up at me with shock, “What about no places where supernatural frequent?” I nod my head, “Yeah, but we can’t be the only horny kids in the library.” Stiles looks at me for a moment with a little expression before nodding his head and pulling me down.

I think this is gonna be fun.