#teenwolf fluff

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stiles who sleeps with his head on your stomach, his hand under your (his) shirt resting on your bare breast. oddly enough, it’s not anything sexual. could it have been? most definitely. had he originally intended it to be? presumably so. but he was drained in more ways than one from the two hours you two spent pleasing each other in the little free time you had, and his drowsy mind chose to not spark something new. nonetheless, he still enjoyed the physical contact, even through his slumber. he convinced himself that it was his own little compromise between intimacy and a comforting dormancy with his favorite person. and your hands combing through his loose brown waves only seemed like reassurance in his lucid state.

[mysterious-ocarina]

Worry

Stiles Stilinski x reader

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Lacrosse. A sport that you would have never known about unless the love of your life was on the team. You weren’t a very sporty girl but you would never pass on the chance to watch a bunch of hot, sweaty boys run around a field. The only problem was that the one boy you wanted to see was always on the bench. 

You went to each game, but Stiles never got to play. You’ve seen him during practice and he wasn’t bad.

You have been friends with Scott and Stiles since you guys were kids. You've also been in love with Stiles for years. You loved the way he was always able to make you laugh.

When Scott became a werewolf and you were all introduced to the supernatural, your life was turned upside down. But Stiles was always there to make you smile and make a serious situation less hard to get through.

This was probably the most nerve wracking game you've ever been to, simply because Gerard was threatening us to give him Derek.

Eventually you heard the Sheriff, who's sitting next to you, question why Stiles was on the field. You looked for the number 24 to find that Stiles actually was on the field and was starting to play.

By the end of the game, your voice was gone from all the cheering you did. Stiles scored so many goals as well as the final, winning goal. 

The excitement was cut short when the lights go out and chaos surrounds you. You follow the Sheriff down to the field and find Jackson bleeding out on the field.

You turn towards the Sheriff to find him looking for something, or someone. It doesn't take you long to figure out what's wrong.

"Where's Stiles? Where the hell is my son?" you hear the Sheriff call out before you start to dissociate. You just knew that Gerard took Stiles and you had no way of helping to get him back.

Everyone was looking for Stiles, including the Pack. You weren't much help with the state you were in, so you joined the Sheriff at his home.

"We're going to find him Y/n, I know we will," Mr Stilinski tried soothing you as well as himself. He sat next to you on Stiles' bed and gave you a tight hug, telling you, "You really should go home and rest, I'll call you if we find anything out."

"I can't possibly rest while Stiles is out there, god knows where," you start crying. This would be one of the few times you actually wished you were a werewolf so you could be useful and out looking for him.

"Why don't you stay here and I'll get you something to eat. I know you haven't eaten since before the game yesterday," Mr. Stilinski offered. You silently nodded your head before settling into Stiles pillows. You don't remember falling asleep.

Stiles POV

Gerard let me go. When I finally got home and hugged my dad, I had to lie to him about what happened, telling him some punks beat me up. Gerard really got to me, I felt insecure and useless, not that I could tell my father this.

When my dad and I calmed down a bit more, he told me about Y/n.

"I think she was more worried than I was, if that's possible," he told me.

"Is she okay?" I asked, concerned. I felt even worse that I had worried her.

"She's okay. Hasn't eaten in awhile but she fell asleep on your bed. You should let her sleep," he sighed. He gave me one final hug before making calls to the sheriff office to tell them what happened.

I decided to go up to see Y/n. Quietly making my way into my room, I saw her laying peacefully in-between my blankets. She looked so beautiful laying there. I sat on the bed next to her, softly stroking her hair knowing it calmed her down.

Your POV

You woke up to the feeling of someone playing with your hair. It felt so nice, that you almost went back to sleep but quickly got up realizing who was near. Upon seeing Stiles, you immediately wrapped him in a hug so quick and tight he fell back on the bed from the impact.

"You're okay! Oh my god, you're okay," you cried. You hugged him in silence, him stroking your back before he decided to say something.

"So I heard you were worried about me," he awkwardly joked.

You let go of him, slapping his arm, "Of course I was worried about you, how could I not."

It was then that you saw his face, or more importantly the scratches on his cheek.

"What the hell happened?" you questioned, holding his face still so you could properly examine his cheek.

"Gerard kicked the shit out of me, no big deal," he softly responded.

"It's a big deal to me Stiles," you whispered. "I hate seeing you hurt."

"If it makes you feel better, it only hurts when I smile," he then smiled, before wincing.

"Now is not a time for jokes, Stiles. I really missed you," you confessed.

He softly grabbed your face, forcing you to look at him, "Well I'm right here, it's okay."

You were so close to his face that you felt his breath on your cheeks. You looked at his lips before quickly averting your gaze to your lap.

Stiles let out a shaky breath before taking a hold of your hands. He stared lovingly at you, building the courage to finally kiss you after all these years.

He found the courage when you finally looked back up at him. You were surprised to feel soft lips on yours, stealing your breath. Kissing Stiles was dizzying. It was a good thing that he grabbed your waste or else you would have fallen over.

When the kiss was over you whispered, "What was that for?"

"I've been in love with you forever," He nervously replied, almost too quick for you to hear. But you did.

You giggled at him before giving him a big kiss on his unhurt cheek, "Good, me too."

Stiles just smiled at you like a dork. Your dork. You couldn't wait for all the laughs that were sure to come your way while being with Stiles.

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Stiles x reader

Imagine having a late night walk with stiles

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Imagine having a hard time sleeping after studying for the SATs and deciding to go on a late night stroll. Basking in the moonlight with your arms across your chest while carefully avoiding cracks in the sidewalks because no matter how silly it was, you still believed in superstitions. I mean there's werewolves and banshees for god sake, who's to say that stepping on crack will/or won't break your momma’s back or splitting polls won’t bring you bad luck.

Imagine stiles having the same problem, I mean he definitely wasn’t studying, but he couldn’t sleep either. He sees you walking from his window then sprints downstairs, goes through the front door, and leaps across the street to catch up to you.

Imagine you feel a warm harm on your shoulder turning you around. “What are you doing out here… at night ... .by yourself” he asks “well i could ask you the same thing, but i’m pretty sure we have the same answer” you respond. “Can’t sleep?” “Can’t sleep”

Stiles sees that you're cold and he pats himself thinking that he had on a jacket. Realizing that you’re looking at him funny he says, “If i had a jacket right now i’d give it to you, you know like chivalry.” “woow, thank you for thought stiles” you sarcastically reply while rolling your eyes. “But maybe if we just huddle together we can both keep warm”, you say slightly getting closer to him. Stiles' heart is beating so fast he almost thinks you can hear it.

Imagine stiles getting on to you about it being unsafe for you to be alone this late. “I can’t believe you’d be this reckless, you never know what could be out here nowadays, i mean you see the monster that the pack and i deal with every day and yet-” cutting him off you say “Stiles i’m a big girl i’m pretty sure i can handle myself ok?” You say nudging him with your shoulder “Ok, but next time just call me.”

Imagine that after a couple of laps stiles walk you home. He rubs your hand in between his as he says his goodnights and hesitantly and awkwardly kisses your right cheek.

Imagine trying to convince stiles that he shouldn’t walk home by himself, but he is not going for it.

Imagine stiles not leaving the driveway until he’s sure that you're safe in your house

Imagine finally getting a good night's rest and dreaming about each other

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Prompt: “Can I kiss you?”

Isaac Lahey X Reader Pt. 2

TW; None?

Word Count: 1341

Part One

AN: I decided to finally write part 2! I cant say its the most favorite thing I have written but I no longer hate everything about it! Enjoy!

That night you asked Isaac for his jersey so you could wear it to school. All the players' girlfriends wear their away jerseys to school the day of the game. This caught him off guard but he obliged with a wide smile on his face. He didn't want to admit it, but he has been dreaming of seeing you wearing his jersey since he joined the team. 

Walking into school you spot Matt walking towards you from the other end of the hall. Thankfully, you see Isaac standing at his locker talking to Scott and Stiles. ‘Perfect’ you think and walk up beside Isaac with a huge smile on your face. You lean up on your tiptoes giving him a kiss on the cheek. “Good morning.” You hum sweetly intertwining your fingers in with him and smile at the boys across from you. 

Isaac is surprised as he stammers out “Uh- G-good morning.” His face is flushed and he's grateful you don't have werehearing as you would be able to hear the fast beat of his heart. You have always had this effect on him though. 

“About time!” Stiles exclaims patting Isaac on the shoulder while walking away with a laugh, making you roll your eyes at the spastic boy. Matt pauses taking in the sight before him. You can barely make out the angry expression on his face, before he continues on down the hall. 

You hangout listening to the boy talk about the next supernatural creature trying to kill us all. As the bell rings, you tell Isaac you will see him later and once again kissing his cheek and walking away to your first class. 

Once you walk away your brain won't stop buzzing. Did you really just kiss Isaac? Why have you waited all this time to be this close to him?

“What the hell was that?” Scott asks Isaac, pulling him from his obvious stare of your ass, as you walk down the hall. Isaac furrows his brows. “W-what are you talking about? We--uh. We are dating.” Isaac explains unconvincingly, while scratching the back of his neck. 

Scott laughs, dramatically wiping a fake tear from under his eye. “Right. You’re dating Y/N. Sure. You know I can tell when you're lying right?” Scott reminds him. With a heavy sigh, Isaac tells Scott the truth. That you needed his help to get Matt off of your back and that it was your idea. 

“Dude, you're so screwed. You can't fake date Y/N. You're totally in love with her.” Annoyed with the truth in the words that his Alpha / best friend stated, he rolls his eyes. “I know. But she needed help. I can't say no to Y/N.” Isaac pauses, thinking about how good you looked in his jersey. “Plus, did you see how hot she looked in my jersey?” He adds with a sheepish smile.  

Scott pats his back with a laugh, starting to walk to his next class. “You're hopeless.” 

Isaac has to keep reminding himself of this favor. But he can't help that it is making him fall for you even more. When this is over he knows he will be forever ruined, as your touch will linger on his body forever.

The rest of the day went by in similar fashion. Every time you would spot Matt, you would immediately find Isaac and kiss his cheek, hug him, or even hold his hand. Anything to convince Matt you two are dating. Which in turn has convinced the whole school. Though, that wasn't hard as everyone either thought you two were already dating or waiting for you two to date.

You couldn't lie, everything about being this intimate with Isaac felt… Natural. Like this is something you two should have been doing for years. 

The game starts soon and you go to your locker to put your books away. You see Matt walking towards you and you start frantically looking around the hall, then it hits you,  Isaac is in the locker room getting ready. 

Taking a deep breath you turn back to face Matt. “Oh. Hello Matt.” Matt smiles wide looking you up and down, sending a wave of nausea through you. Something about him has always given you the creeps. “Y/N! I've been trying to get you alone all day. It seems Isaac and you were attached at the hip today.” 

“Well, yes. That makes sense since we are dating.” You laugh nervously, shutting your locker hoping you can get out of this conversation quickly. Matt's face drops a little “Well, that makes sense. I mean the way he looks at you--” You cut him off. “What do you mean? How does he look at me?” 

He laughs “He has always looked at you like you're the only person in the world. It's obvious he's in love with you. I just thought you weren't interested in him.” 

During the whole game you had to keep reminding yourself that this was just to get Matt off your back. But now that he knows, you two can stop… But did you actually want to stop? 

There's only 4 seconds left on the clock and Scott passes to Isaac. Knowing that he can hear you with his werehearing, you stand up cheering loudly for your best friend boyfriend. He dodges the two players coming after him and throws the ball at the net. The buzzer goes off just as the ball is in the air. It's as if everything is in slow motion, then slap. The ball makes it in the net. 

The crowd goes wild. Allison is cheering for Scott, Lydia for Stiles. And you. For Isaac. Before you can think about what you're doing, you're running to the field heading straight for Isaac. Sensing you're near he rips his helmet off and opens his arms wide with that big goofy grin that you love on his face. 

His hair is covered in sweat sticking to his head but you can't seem to bring yourself to care. You wrap your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist as he catches you and spins you around. When you start to pull away you look into his ocean blue eyes. When he looks down at you, you see the love in his eyes. The way that he will do anything for you, and you him. 

Ignoring the hammering of your heart, your hands snake up into his hair, pulling gently off the shorter strands on his neck. You swear you can hear him groan as you lean your head in and your lips meet his. The butterflies in your stomach expand, reaching every part of your body as you both move incense. 

Isaac feels as if the world stops and it's as if you're the only two on the field. His hands move from around your back down to hold tightly onto your ass, keeping you flush against him. He doesn't know what brought on this show of affection, but who is he to deny the girl he loves. 

Swallowing the anxiety bubbling within, you slowly lean your forehead down to Issacs. “Y/N, can I kiss you?” He whispers. His heart is beating faster than it ever has before. He is sure that Scott will give him shit for it later, but at this moment, he cant find himself to care. Being here, holding his best friend girlfriend, in his arms. This is the only place he would rather be. 

Without thinking, you immediately smash your lips to his. You can barely make out the cheers from your friends around you. All that you are able to focus on is Isaac. The way his lips move perfectly against yours, his hands on your ass. 

When you both finally pull away and he puts you down, you keep your hands around his neck. “So…. Are we not pretending anymore?” You ask breathlessly looking up into his bright blue eyes, trying your hardest not to get lost in them. 

“I never was.” He breaths.

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Liar

Summary: you think stiles is bullshitting you because he keeps canceling, you break up, but then you find out why. Do you take him back?

Pairing: Stiles & reader

Word count: 2,312

Warnings: angst, werewolf chasing reader, hurt reader, fluff

Scott, Reader, and Stiles POV

“You’re such a liar!” I raised my voice at him. I was currently standing infuriated while he sat there guilty. “Y/n. You-“

“No! Stiles I’m sick of your shit. Excuse after excuse. Lie after lie. And..” I took a breather while a tear fell down my cheek. “I can’t do it anymore.” I can see his eyes sadden, but he didn’t say anything. I scoffed slightly. I rubbed my nose while sniffling, “Ok,” I whispered slightly. I walked to his door and stopped for a moment hoping he’d stop to say something, but he didn’t.

My chest felt tight, walking to my car. I wanted to break down right then and there but I took a quick breather and got into my car. I drove away and more tears fell out of my eyes. I could see the streets going blurry, but it was empty. I heard my phone ring, but I declined it not wanting to know who it was. I didn’t want to talk to anyone at that moment. I just wanted time alone.

I arrived at my house and made my way to my room, completely ignoring my parents' worries. I locked the door and flopped on my bed and let the tears flow, my body trembled from how hard I was crying, but my pillow muffled my loud cries. “Honey, are you okay?” I heard a soft voice come from my door. I took a deep breath, “I’m fine!” I said, trying to not show any sign of a heartbroken teenage girl, but at this point I’m pretty sure my reason was valid.

Stiles seemed to be running off a lot and not letting me know, when he did let me know it was hours later. I know I don’t own him and I’m completely fine with letting him hangout with other people, but we’d make plans and he’d make different excuses about why he couldn’t make it. It led me to start overthinking and getting worried about where he was going. He was on my mind all the time now, but I eventually started to realize I had to let go because it was messing with me and it wasn’t healthy at all. That’s why I ended it, which broke my heart.

Stiles POV

When she left my room I felt devastated. I knew I was doing the right thing though, which was keeping her safe. All I could do is think about her and how I wanted to stop her from walking out that door. I got teary eyed just thinking about it and who knew this girl was gonna be on my mind all week.

“And you love her right?” Scott’s words rang through my head. “Is that even a question of course I love her!” I sighed, rubbing my face in frustration. “Then tell her.” I groaned, this was the 100th time he’s told me this week. “Scott,” I said sternly. “Stiles. I know you want to keep her safe. I get it, but you love her. Tell her. She’s really sad without you.” My eyes frowned, “How do you know?” He scratched his head, “Well.. 1. I’m a werewolf, 2. I can sense people’s emotions.” Stiles scoffed slightly, “That can be anything.” Scott gave him a pointed look. “And you aren’t doing good either.” My mouth parted at his words, “What.” I pulled into the school parking lot, I gave him a look. “All I’m saying is that you aren’t doing the best without her dude. You love her and I’m sure she loves you too.” My eyes shrunk, giving him a stink eye. “Can you sense that too?” Scott laughed a bit, before getting out of the jeep. “What? Scott!” I whined.

Seeing Y/n at school was pretty awkward, but I always had an urge to talk to her and apologize. That’s when I took Scott’s words into consideration.

“We seem to have a lot of problems lately,” I said under my breath, but I knew Scott could hear me. “Jus-“ I let in a big breath before letting it out. “I’m gonna tell her,” I replied, slightly annoyed. I could see Scott’s face lighten up, “Let’s go then.” I blinked at him, “What? Now?!” He nodded to me like it was a known fact. I groaned, once again, which seems to be something I’ve been doing a lot lately. So I drove to her house.

I parked in her driveway, my hands seemed to get sweaty. I got out of the car and walking up to her driveway had me wiping my hands on my jeans. I let out a shaky breath once I got to her door, my hand went up to the doorbell and I rang it, giving Scott a look. He gave me a reassuring smile. We stood there for a few seconds before the door opened. “Hey,” I let out. The sight of her tugged at my heart. She looks beautiful as always, she looks a little sad though as Scott said. “What are you doing here?” She replied, making my eyes turn a little watery. “Hey Y/n,” Scott buds in. “We’re here to tell you the truth.” I could see her face morph in confusion. “No.” At this point my eyes were on the ground, avoiding eye contact. She pursed her lips slightly and closed the door, but before she closed it fully I surprised myself. “Wait.” The confusion was back on her face. “I know I was horrible. Just please, give me a chance to redeem your trust, it doesn’t even have to escalate with us getting back together okay? Be better than me please?”

Y/n POV

Fuck. His words tugged at my heart. “Okay.” I found myself saying Okay?!? I took a mental deep breath and let them in. We walked towards the living room, I felt so isolated with them in here. I just hoped I was doing the right thing. We all sat on the couch, I had positioned my body to look at them, mostly Scott. I could feel the gaze of Stiles on me, making me fidget. “So the supernatural exists and we’ve been fighting it for the last like three years.” Huh.

I didn’t say anything, I didn’t know if I wanted to believe it. “Scott’s a werewolf.” I stared at Scott blankly and he nodded agreeingly. “Prove it.” Words came out of my mouth at this point. Scott slowly then morphed into a red eyed werewolf. “Okayy..” I could feel my heart beating at this point but I calmed myself down. “I kept it from you because I was scared you’d get pulled into all this mess and I was scared of my ability to keep you safe.”

“Then why are you telling me now?” Saying this made me give him all my attention. “Because maybe telling you will keep you safer than ever and it hurts knowing I hurt you.” After a while of their explanation on everything about the supernatural they were gonna leave. I walked them out the door, Stiles staying behind. “There’s something else.” I frowned at his words. “I’m sorry I didn’t stop you that day. I wanted to. I really did. If I would’ve stopped you I would’ve told you that I loved you.” My heart starts beating. “I know I didn’t tell you, but for what it’s worth I still do love you Y/n.” His eyes were slightly teary eyed, giving me a sign that he was telling the truth. I found myself hugging him, holding him tight, it honestly felt nice. I could tell he was a bit surprised but he hugged back, I could feel a tear hit my shoulder. I pulled apart and looked at him, my fingers making his way to his cheek, wiping off his tears. My lips reached to his forehead and gave him a kiss.

“I love you too, but I need some time.” My own tears fell down. He nodded in understanding and he left. I wiped my tears and let out a sigh of relief knowing that maybe we could work out. The ache in my heart disappeared knowing that he wanted to keep me safe.

Arriving at school was making me a bit nervous. Now that Stiles had cleared the air I didn’t know how we’d act. I know I asked for some time, but that was because I wanted time to date him again. The day had gone by normally, I’d seen Stiles a few times making my heart skip a beat. He’d smile adoringly at me, making my heart warm. I had stayed after school a lot recently, especially with group projects, but today I wanted to just work in the library full of quiet.

My earbuds were in my ear, listening to music, and writing down some notes for a chemistry test. I lightly hummed to the music, while jotting down notes. Suddenly I felt a hand over my mouth making my eyes widen and my heart quicken. My earbuds fell out of my ear, “It’s Scott,” I heard. My heart beat lessened slowly, “I gotta get you out of here,” he whispered to me. “What? Why?” He was putting my stuff away quickly, but then he grabbed my hand and walked me through school. “Scott what’s going on?” I whispered, he let go of my hand. “We’ve been dealing with Alphas. I know you have questions but they're gonna have to wait.” I pouted at him slightly, he rolled his eyes, but sighed, I’m pretty sure he was about to tell me but this big werewolf came into view. They roared and came at us, Scott went in front of me and started fighting with it, I watched in slight horror and amazement.

My head had barely wrapped around that the supernatural existed and I was watching them fight. I shook my head back to existence and grabbed a random broom from a room. The broom went over my head and I swung it to the werewolf, the broom snapped in half and the werewolf turned around, my heartbeat quickened. “Sorry?” I had my lips pursed, my eyes going between the werewolf and Scott. The werewolf made its way slowly to me, but Scott impaled his claws into his back, making the werewolf let out a roar. Scott tried his best to hurt it enough and he looked satisfied and that’s when he grabbed my hand and led us out of the school.

Right when we got out a blue jeep appeared, I immediately recognized it as Stiles’ jeep. The jeep door opened and closed, I found Stiles running towards us. His face filled with concern, “Your bleeding,” he told me. “It’s not mine,” I told him. While Scott and the Alpha were fighting some of their blood went on me. His shoulders seemed to lower out of relief. “You guys are cute but we should really go.” My face reddened a bit, but Stiles nodded and we got in his car. Stiles drove me to my house and I thanked both of them and said goodnight.

Scott POV

A scream rang in my ear, making me shoot up in my sleep. “Y/n.” I gasped. I reached for my phone immediately dialing Stiles’ number. “Scott? It’s like thr-“ “Y/n’s in trouble.”

“Okay, I’ll pick you up.” I could tell he was scared and worried.

Y/n POV

I was running through the woods, with a hand on my stomach. The werewolf had punctured his two nails into my stomach, while I was sleeping making me scream in pain. I hissed in pain, while I put pressure on it. The werewolf was hunting me or something because it’s been chasing me. I had already lost my way through the woods, but I kept going. I tripped over branches over and over but I kept getting up to run.

It had been hours and my energy was draining. My body was getting tired. I found a tree and breathed heavily on it, while still holding my side. I felt overwhelmed and wanted to cry. My body slid down the tree and now I was sitting, groaning due to the injuries. “No, no.” I whispered to myself, feeling myself getting tired by the minute wanting to fall asleep. I heard rustling around me. “Fuck,” I groaned. I tiredly got up ready to start running, “Y/n!” I heard a voice call me.

They appeared in front of me, “Derek Hale?” I whispered tiredly. “Everyone is looking for you.” “Really? That’s nice.” He chuckled, “C’mon.” I barely knew this man but I knew he was friends with Scott. Derek helped me out of the woods and occasionally stopped for me, but he also stopped to look around, he even smelled around too.

“Y/n!” I heard making my eyes squint, seeing car headlights. Derek let go and passed me onto someone. My senses immediately picked up that it was Stiles. That’s when everything went black.

My eyes opened to only squint from the light above me, I groaned slightly. “Y/n,” a voice said. My eyes frowned to see a boy, “Who are you?” I said. The boy's face dropped, he stood up. “Melissa!!!” I laughed at him, “I’m kidding Stiles.” His face smiled a bit, “I hate you, I thought you actually forgot about me.” I smiled, “That’s the point and you know you love me.” I teased, while rolling my eyes.

He made his way closer to me, he leaned down and pressed his lips on mine. I kissed back and I could feel his hand go up to my face. We parted away for air, his lips still right next to mine. We stared at each other, “No more waiting,” I whispered. He smiled, “I would’ve waited for you anyways.” My heart warmed at his words because I’d wait for him too.

[lovergirlrin]

Always.

Little Stiles blurb. This is my first time posting my writing, so don’t be too mean, please. I know it’s a little dialogue heavy, so I’m sorry about that. Also, I have no clue how to work tumblr, so I would appreciate any tips.

Fluff, pure fluff, it’s lowkey cringey, stiles is a dork, reader is scotts sibling

“I’m scared,” It was barely a whisper, but he heard.

“I know, but we’re gonna be okay. I’m with you,” he held me tighter.

“Always?” I already know the answer, but I need to hear it right now.

“Always. It’d have to be the end of the fricken’ world to keep me from you.” I smiled at that. After everything we’ve been through, the end of the world doesn’t sound so scary.

“I don’t wanna lose you.”

“You never will. No matter what, I’m with you. You and me forever right? ‘S what you said when you made our rings.”  I started laughing.

“I was high off my ass when I painted those, Sti. I literally used nail polish.”

“I know, you kept calling me pretty. I mean, I appreciate it, but you said it like a million times.”

“God, don’t remind me!” I gently hit his chest. He grabbed my hand, moving his face closer to mine.

“Am I still pretty?” His nose bumped mine.

“Of course you are. Can’t believe I got lucky enough to have such a perfect boyfriend.” I rest my forehead on his.

“M’not perfect, baby.” I wish he could see himself how I see him, but he can’t. So, I’ll just tell him, every day.

“To me you are. You’re every good thing in my world.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. I love everything about you. Your obsession with Star Wars. The way you pout when you focus on studying or working on a case. How selfless you are. How brave you are. Your beautiful brown eyes. Every birthmark you have. The impulsive decisions you make. Your hair. That big brain of yours.  How persepti-” I’m cut off by a gagging noise. I pull away from Stiles, to look at my door. Finding my brother, Scott, standing there, I roll my eyes. I hadn’t even heard the door open.

“Can you two stop being gross and come down so we can all talk?” He looks absolutely disgusted.

“Shut up Scott. I’m allowed to spend time with my boyfriend. Also, learn to knock! ” I throw a pillow at him. I hear some laughter at my shouting, from down the stairs, as I stand up. Scott, who dodged the pillow, rolls his eyes and heads back downstairs. “Alright, let's go before Scott throws a hissy fit.” Stiles groans, before standing up. As I head for the door, Stiles grabs my arm and pulls me back.

“I love you,” He tells me, holding me to him.

“I love you too,” I breathe against his lips. He kisses me lightly before we hear Scott yelling at us to hurry up.

[dckweed]

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hi babes, it's been a minuet. ive really not been myself recently and am struggling alot personally, and it's genuinely affecting my ability to focus on writing. I do want to let yall know that I did promise someone a request to be posted quite a few days ago, and i sincerely apologize, i will be working hard to post it tomorrow night..

there is alot going on in my life that i haven't shared with even the ones closest to me, thins that are terrifying me to my core. i feel insane and isolated, and i am terrified to be home alone most days, but just know i am slowly working through it and pushing myself to be better as I very much want to get back to what I enjoy, which is shit posting and fic writing for any lil random idea I may get..

anyway, just wanted to let yall know the next couple of things to be expected from me:

Sugar Sweet , Jake 'hangman' Seresin currently plotted as a five part fic series.

plus sized fem reader fic, you're broke and in need of a roommate, Jake gets on your nerves in both of your work places (gym and the bar), and though he's probably one of the hottest men you've ever had the pleasure of ogling, you don't necessarily want him living in your home for fear that you might end up murdering him and that damn smug grin on that damn perfect face..but you can't afford not to have him, so really, what do you honestly have to lose?

FLYGIRL , robert 'bob' floyd. currently only plotted as a stand alone, but could change.

fem!pilot!reader fic. you were two days in to your much needed and hard earned vacation when you got the call back to top gun, and rather than sit and twiddle your thumbs and listen to your parents berate you for your line of work, you immediately got the hell out of dodge and made your way down to southern cali, to an all too familiar base with a crew of pilots who you're much too familiar with, all except for one. you're quite intrigued by the shy, quiet man who seems to be the only one out of your group of aviators to have the tiniest shred of faith and confidence that your one and only dream in life is achievable.

speechless, billy hargrove part four.

the chronicles of Billy proposing with out proposing and wedding planning.

'Stupid Fantasy' Peter Hale x Werewolf Reader Fic.

not ready to give away the plot but this is tomorrow nights post, just saying. Don't quote me on the title im not sure if im keeping it

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Theo and Liam are finally back home with the McCall pack, safe at last. After a month of fighting to survive, surrounding by violence, getting back to normal is so much harder than either of them could've thought. Day 31 Prompts: “I thought that I was getting better.” | Emptiness | Setbacks | “Take it easy.”

“I thought I was getting better,” Theo sighs.  “I didn’t sleep enough in prison to get nightmares, and it’s been so long that I thought maybe… maybe it wasn’t as bad as I remembered?”  He swipes a tear from his eyes.  “I thought it would be better.” “You know that’s not fair.”   Theo lurches forward to rest his face against Liam’s shoulder, soft cries wracking his body.  “I have everything I want,” he sobs.  “I have a pack, I have you, a home, I… I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I’m fucking broken. ”

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Y/N slowly stretches as she wakes. She rolls over in the giant bed only to find the other side empty, but still warm. A deep chuckle reaches her ears and she smiles as she opens her eyes.

“You really can’t sleep without me, can you?”

“No. Which means you should come back to bed.”

“You know I can’t do that. I have a kingdom to run.” Yet, as the words leave his mouth, he’s slowly crawling to lean over his wife. She sighs with content when he buries his face in her neck. He gently lowers his weight onto her, and lets her cuddle him for a few minutes. Moments like these are his favorite. When they’re not King Derek and Queen Y/N. They get to just be Derek and Y/N Hale, husband and wife.

[madnessformunson]

500 follower celebration!

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So far I have only written for Eddie Munson x Reader but I’m willing to write for other characters/story lines. Obviously, the writing angst but I can do fluff too. Only rule is NO SMUT.

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The Power In Me by tabbytabbytabby

Rating:

Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Fandom:

Teen Wolf (TV)

Relationship:

Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

Status:

One-shot

Words: 77k

Summary:

The Hale pack receives an invitation to attend a convention for the supernatural, a prospect that both excites Stiles, and makes him nervous. Especially since the invitation was addressed to him as a prospective emissary. Something he has to play off since no one in the pack, except for Lydia and Laura, even knows that Stiles has been training with Deaton to learn more about his spark and how to use it. It only gets more complicated when they get to the convention and more than one of Stiles' secrets is exposed.

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[dcangel]

i’m telling yall just imagine lying in bed with stiles; you’re on your back, he’s draped over you/your side. you have an arm around his broad shoulders, nails gliding up and down, side to side on his back over his grey shirt. your other hand is combing through those unruly brown waves on his head, they’re completely messed up from hours of just existing in one another’s presence. and stiles couldn’t ask for anything more than the soothing effect your touch has on him. the room is slowly getting darker over time, courtesy of the setting sun, allowing a gentle orange hue to be cast over his face, making the golden flecks in his brown eyes shimmer like little suns. he’s gorgeous— ethereal, even, while he lets his gaze settle in the path of yours. his eyelids are weighing down, then opening wide, then drooping once more. you’re always stressed about school or supernatural problems, but whenever he places his head near the curve of your neck and lets his arms hang over your body, there’s no weight at all. he’s practically engulfing you like one of those huge ten-by-ten blankets, but who needs a blanket when you have stiles?

[sora-inoue]

hey, I'm new to tumbler but I love writing books or short stories. I'm willing to write anything to an extant.

[sexualtensiongrowing21]

Prompt//Get locked in somewhere together.

Liam Dunbar X OFC Lahey

TW: None?

Word count: 1469

Clara and Liam never got along. Since the first time that they met at school, they have despised each other. Clara thought Liam to be arrogant and hot headed while Liam thought Clara to be stuck up and a know-it-all.

They have been arguing back and forth for the past ten minutes and the rest of the pack is sick of it. Liam just brought Theo back insisting that he can help with The Wild Hunt, while Clara thinks that they should send him back to the Skin Walkers. While some of the pack agree with Clara, she is being harsher than needed.

“Are you really that dumb?! I mean, is there honestly nothing in that head of yours!?” Clara shouts while waving her hands around.

Liam's face is getting redder by the second. Everyone knows he wouldn't hurt her… again… But they can tell he's getting angrier and angrier by the second. “Well tell me what your great idea is, huh?” He steps closer to her “Just stand around while people get taken?!”

Clara doesn't back down and gets in his face “Of course not! But we should at least try and come up with something better. I mean, how could you be such a dumbass Dunbar?!”

Liam opens his mouth to respond but before he is able to get anything out Scotts steps in between them. “Okay. Okay. You guys are done.” Scott looks to Clara and points upstairs “You, go sit in my room. Take a minute to calm down.”

Clara sends one last glare at the werewolf and stomps up the stairs and slams the door. Taking a minute to cool off as her heart hammers in her chest, she decides to head to Scott's bathroom and splash some water on her face. Letting the cool water calm her down, her breathing and her heartbeat slows.

The door opens and Liam is pushed through, while the door slams shut behind him. He immediately turns around and starts shaking the door knob.

“This isn't funny Scott! Let me out!” he yells banging on the door. Clara leans against the bathroom counter and crosses her arms over her chest.

Scotts voice is muffled through the door “No. You two need to figure out how to get along. Me and the rest of the pack are sick of listening to you two bitch at each other all the time. Figure it out.” With that, Liam heard Scotts footsteps growing quieter and there was no longer a heartbeat to be heard.

Silence overtakes the room. The only noise to be heard is the sound of the bathroom fan that seems to be broken. After ten minutes Liam stops banging on the door and sits on the ground with his back leaning against the bathtub.

“This is all your fault, you know.” Clara states but doesn't look at the young werewolf in front of her.

Liam scoffed while picking at the lint off of his leans. “You're the one being a bitch. I don't even know why you're part of the pack.”

Claras nostrils flare. She was part of the pack because of her brother Isaac. When he was bit, he begged Derek to take his sister with them. She didn't want the bite, but Isaac couldn't leave her alone. They only had each other, so from then on she has been part of the pack. Helping in any way a human could.

It was Clara's turn to scoff. “You're right. I'm just a human, but how many times has this human saved your ass? Too many to count.” Liam rolls his eyes but doesn't say anything. It's true. Clara has saved him on multiple occasions. Clara was just a human, but her fighting skills amaze him. She can definitely hold her own during a fight. He just can't stand how she constantly has to be better than him, and how low she clearly thinks of him.

They have been sitting on the bathroom floor for an hour without speaking a word. Clara starts thinking about how when Liam is quiet he is actually pretty cute. She has always noticed how attractive he was. He is amazing at lacrosse. Watching him play is truly entertaining. They have gym together and sometimes he will do that thing where guys lift their shirt up to wipe the sweat off of their face, exposing their stomach. She cant lie and say she has caught herself staring a time or two, but then he opens his mouth and ruins it. He always has to be so cocky.

Liam knows that she is looking at him. He can always feel when her eyes are on him. She tries to hide it, but with being a werewolf he can sense it. Claras looks always make him nervous, though he will never admit it. She is beautiful and smart as hell. How could anyone not be nervous around her? When they were first introduced by their friend Mason, Liam couldn't stop staring. He was mesmerized. All he wanted to do was talk to her, but she didn't seem interested so instead he did what he always does. Act cocky. Needless to say, she wasn't a fan. From then on the two couldn't stand each other.

His butt getting sore from the hard ground, Liam stands up to stretch. His shirt rose some in the process.

Catching Clara's eyes he smirks. “Like what you see Lahey?” She presses her lips into a thin line. “Until you opened your mouth.” She spits and stands up while glaring at him. She wouldn't admit it, but sitting on the ground while he was standing above her was a little intimidating.

“You know what your problem is? You think you’re so much better than everyone.” Claras mouth gapes open. “I do not.” She whines while crossing her arms across her chest. This causes her breasts to press together and Liam struggles not to let his eyes wander, as she will definitely notice.

“You do. You always have to know everything and you're always correcting people.” He's towering over her now and she's backed up against the counter again. “Did it ever occur to you that I try so hard to know everything because I'm not supernatural like the rest of you and want to help!?” She exclaims, face hard as he takes in her words. No.. That never occurred to him before. He just thought she wanted to be smarter than everyone else.

As if calculating her words his head tips side to side slightly. Then a thought pops into his head. “Well, how come you hate me then? Since we met you decide you hate me.“ Deciding to tell the truth she looks up at him “Because. I hate cocky assholes. And you Liam are a cocky asshole. ” She yells at him, throwing her hands in the air.

“So you hate me?” He asks with the slightest hint of sadness, lacing his cocky tone. “Yes.” Her heart rate picked up and he heard it.

“You're lying, Lahey.” Liam responds with a smirk. The same smirk that she hates that she loves. “In fact, I think that you like me.” He presses closer to her, his nose centimeters from hers.

“I do not.” Clara breaths out.

“You're forgetting one little detail. I can tell when you're lying.” He looks from her eyes to her mouth and back.

Lips barely touching hers he hesitates for a moment. Giving her the choice to push him away. But she doesn't. Instead she throws her arms around his neck and pulls him as close as he can be, crashes her lips to his. He's quick to drop his hands around the back of her thighs and lift her up on the counter stepping in between her legs. She lets a squeal of surprise out when she's lifted.

Their kiss is heated. Hungry. Her fingers scrape his scalp pulling on the longer hairs on the back of his neck, as his hand wanders along her thighs and back up to her waist. Every inch of them is connected.

As soon as his hips come into contact with hers she lets out a little moan. But before they can go any further the bathroom door swings open. They pull away in surprise to see Scott standing at the door with a cocky smirk.

Clara is straightening her shirt and patting down her hair and Liam combs through his. Both of them flush from the heat of their activities.

“You two figure out your differences?” Scott asks with a knowing smirk playing on his lips. Both teens nod their heads. Too embarrassed to speak.

“Good.” Scott nods his head and walks away from the door frame. “Malia! You owe me $30!” He shouts leaving the two stunned teenagers behind.

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Words: 2,884

Summary: You’re having family problems and Stiles is there to help.

Mainly Includes: fluff & family problems

I let out a frustrating yet relieving sigh, while looking at my brother and sister walking into school. My head was on the steering wheel for a second contemplating life to be completely honest. I lifted my head up and drove to my school. I walked to my locker, I felt so exhausted but I somehow always managed to keep going. I walked to class a few minutes early and just stared at my notes while my right hand swung the pencil back and forth between my fingers.

“Hey, baby.” My boyfriend Stiles said sweetly before sliding into my seat. He leaned down and pecked me on the lips, “Hi.” I replied softly, while looking into his beautiful honey eyes. “You okay?” He asked me, concern filled his features. I frowned a bit, “Yeah, why?” I asked, while tilting my head curiously to the side. “You look tired,” he told me, with a small smile placed on his lips. “Yeah, but I’m okay,” I reassured. Which was a slight lie. I was okay, I was just frustrated.

“Okay,” he softly said, while kissing me on the cheek.

Stiles has been my best friend since we could walk. He was always there for me, with anything. He became my boyfriend when we were in ninth grade. We’re now juniors in highschool and we’ve been dating ever since. He’s the sweetest, most gentle, boyfriend ever. He’s also very sarcastic, which makes him perfect. I love everything about him. He’s 2 in 1. Boyfriend and best friend.

“Hey guys,” I looked up to see Scott. Scott is another best friend of ours. Basically since toddlers as well. We’re the dynamic trio. Scott was an older brother to me. I couldn't hide anything from him. He knows me well, but it’s because his werewolf personality makes him know something is wrong, which is frustrating sometimes.

“Hey,” I replied, waving at him slightly. Stiles’ hand was around my shoulders, he replied the same way. “Do you guys have anything planned this weekend?” He asked. I pursed my lips, thinking for a second before I just shook my head. We never really make plans to hang out anymore, noticing that the supernatural has taken over. Not only the supernatural though. It was because I was always busy. I never have anything planned for the weekend, I’m just a mom. Not my kids. I’m a big sister of two siblings that need me. So I’m basically a mom. My mom died while giving birth to both of them. My dad is barely around, he has a lot of business trips, or I thought he did. He’s just been hanging out with his girlfriend. I shook my head, letting the thoughts go.

Stiles replied with a no. Though before Scott could reply, the teacher came in, making all of us pay attention. My best friends knew of my situation. I just haven’t told them that my dad has a new girlfriend, which is why I’m slightly frustrated. He has the time for her, but not his own kids.

School was over and I walked hand in hand with Stiles down the hallway. He walked me to my car, my arms went around his neck, while his hands were on my waist. “You do this every time,” I told him, while a small smirk was on my lips. “I have to make sure you’re safe.” My heart warmed at his words.

“I should go, I’m gonna be late to pick up Alexis and Aaron.” He pecked me on the lips, before opening the drivers door, for me to get in. I rolled down my window and layed my arms on the car door. “I love you,” he said. “I love you too.” He pecked me on the lips once more. “Oh and tell Roscoe I said hey,” I playfully said. “You love her more than me, huh?” He remarked, slightly jealous. “Maybe.” A small smirk played on my lips. I’ve always loved Jeeps. Stiles happened to name his car Roscoe. Roscoe was a nice light colored blue. He laughed a bit, “Alright, bye baby.” I smiled and waved a bit, before putting on my seatbelt and driving away.

The day ended with me being tired, like always. The next day I woke up early, made breakfast and woke up my siblings. I drove them to school and decided to not go to school myself. It was a Friday anyway. I got back into bed and fell back asleep.

I woke up and rubbed my eyes, but then reality hit me. My room was dark, my eyes widened. “Oh fuck.” I went downstairs hurriedly to see Stiles cleaning up. “Stiles,” I said, confusion filling my senses. “Hey, baby. I picked up Aaron and Alexis for you.” I let out a sigh of relief. My eyes watered slightly, “Oh, shit. Thank you.” I let out a shaky breath. Stiles put down the rag he was cleaning the counter with. “You’re okay,” he told me. I wrapped my arms around him. “How’d you even know to pick them up?” I asked, still confused.

“You weren’t at school so I got worried and I came here to find you asleep. I thought you needed it. I picked them up myself and took them to a fast food of their choice. I came back here, helped them with homework and put them to bed. And now, we’re here.” At this moment I was thankful for Stiles. What if I had left them there at school? “Thank you, Stiles,” my voice sounded full of relief and thankfulness. “You’re welcome,” he said, while kissing my hair.

He ended up leading me back to my room. We both got in bed and I wrapped blankets around us. “Aaron told me that Chris has a girlfriend.” Chris was my dad. I closed my eyes and sighed, “I was gonna tell you, but I’ve been so frustrated and I don’t know..” Stiles frowned slightly. “It’s okay,” he said with a smile on his face. There was some silence. “Stiles,” I let out a whisper. He didn’t reply, but his hand found mine, which gave me a sign to continue. “I- fuck.. All this time, I thought he was working. He clearly said that they’ve been dating for six months..” My unoccupied hand wiped the tear coming down from my cheek. “He admitted to being with her. All this time.” I sniffled, I was angry. “He didn’t even care to come check up on his own children,” I let out, choking out on a sob. Stiles wrapped his arms around me, letting me cry into his chest.

“He left this all on me, Stiles.. and it’s too much for me.” I cried more, while mentioning the last part. “I love Aaron and Alexis to death, but I can’t.” Stiles didn’t say anything, he comforted me though. He knew that I didn’t want advice, he knew that I just wanted to be heard. I ended up falling asleep in his arms.

I usually wake up to light in my face, but this time I didn’t. I smiled to myself, knowing it was Stiles’ doing. He was nowhere to be found in my room, so I assumed he was downstairs. I looked at the clock. 12:34 pm My eyes widened. 12:34 pm?!?!! I walked down stairs, to see Stiles doing homework.

He heard my footsteps and turned around, “Hey, did you get good sleep?” I chuckled, “I think I got enough.” He smiled, “Aaron and Alexis are at the park, with Scott.” I hummed in reply, “I seriously..” I sighed before continuing. “I’m very, very, thankful for you Stiles.” He somehow lifted me on the counter, his body between my legs and his arms around my waist. “My pleasure.”

That smile he had on his face was perfect. The moles on his face are perfect. His eyes. Perfect. Everything about him is perfect. “I still love Roscoe more,” I teased. His smile faltered, and I giggled a little bit, hiding my face on his shoulder. His hands around my waist tightened, when I looked back up he had a smile on his face. “What?” I said, while biting my lip.

“Nothing,” he said while smiling and looking away. He composed himself and looked back at me. “I’m just.. so I'm in love with you.” I could feel my heart flutter, “I’m in love with you too Stiles.” He leaned in closer, my breathing stopped, I looked at his hazel eyes. “You know you have greenish eyes?” He asked, tilting his head. I let out a laugh from my nose, letting me breathe for a second. “I think I did know.” He chuckled, while rolling his eyes playfully.

“You know you have honey eyes?” I asked him. “Honey eyes?” He asked with a furrowed brow. “Mhm, they look like honey,” I confirmed. He had a small smile on his lips, his lips looked so soft. “I didn’t know you called them honey eyes.” I flushed a bit, but shrugged in response. He got closer to me, making my heart beat faster and faster. His lips fell on mine and we moved in sync. It was soft, slow, and gentle. My hand went up to his neck and his hand went up to my face. He deepened the kiss, but we still kissed slowly yet passionately. He hummed in pleasure at our kisses, he pulled apart to breathe while still pecking my lips a few times. I’m sure our lips were plumped. I could tell his were. “I’m gonna go get your backpack so we can work on homework, okay?” I nodded in response and earned another kiss on the lips. He went upstairs, and I touched my lips, feeling such love for that damn boy. He’s just so perfect.

We finished homework together, before Aaron, Alexis, and Scott came home. I could get used to this. This is basically my family. “Analy! We had so much fun with Scott. He bought us ice cream!” Alexis said excitedly, while Aaron nodded his head. I smiled at them, I kissed both their foreheads. “That’s great, are you guys hungry?” They both nodded. “Go play on your console, while we make food, yeah?” They nodded happily. I thanked Scott for taking them to the park and we got to cooking.

A couple years later, tragedy struck. My dad died. His girlfriend was nowhere to be found, his death was a natural cause, but just like my dad his girlfriend wanted nothing to do with us. My brother and sister, we’re still underage, causing me to adopt them in my mid 20’s. Stiles and I were still going strong. He always helped out, even more now when he found out about my dads passing. My dad’s death still hurt, but I stayed strong for my two siblings. His death didn’t really affect us, but he was still our dad.

When Stiles and I got married, Aaron and Alexis asked us a big question.

“Y/n has always been there for us. She would take care of us all the time. We could tell it was hard for her, but she kept going..” Alexis started off the speech. I was sitting there next to Stiles at our main table, hand in hand. “Stiles was there for us too. He’d help Y/n with us. Y/n did something great for us, she was our mother figure. She basically is my mother.” Alexis gave Aaron a look, “Our mother,” he said, and the crowd laughed. I smiled at them, feeling proud of myself. “Stiles and Y/n continue to do these things all the time. Then, Y/n adopted us after our dads passing,” Alexis continued. “We will be forever grateful,” Aaron added on. “But we have a question..” Alexis looked at Aaron nervously. Yet they were both smiling, widely. “Alexis and I have talked, and it has been on our mind since we knew about the wedding..” I was slightly confused at that moment, not knowing what they wanted to ask. “Will you renew our adoption papers, so we could take Stiles’ last name.” I gasped, while I heard awes from the crowd. My eyes watered, while looking at Stiles. He looked at both of my siblings in awe. There have been many moments where I thought, this is the man I’m gonna marry. And I did. But in that moment looking at him, looking at my siblings like that, was the cutest thing I’ve ever witnessed. Stiles and I got up to hug them, while saying yes, while the crowd cheered. We could hear the clicks of the camera, knowing that this moment will be cherished forever. “We’re not done.” The crowd laughed when Aaron said that into the mic. Stiles and I went back to our seats, while listening to what they had to say once again. “We know that we will cherish every moment with Stiles and Y/n, but we also have to appreciate Scott.”

“WOOOOH!” We heard Scott yell from his seat. The crowd laughed once again. “Scott helped my soon to be parents-“

“Aww,” the crowd said once again, while I teared up, Stiles pulled me into him, and my head rested on his shoulder, while still having a clear view of my brother and sister. Stiles kissed my forehead and we kept listening.

“We’re proud to call Scott our uncle.” Scott ran up to them and hugged them, happily. The crowd cheered again. “We also wanna appreciate our soon to be grandpa.. Noah Stilisnki.”

“Aw,” I let out, on the bridge of crying. Stiles caressed my hip, while looking at his dad.

That day was the most memorable moment of my life. Alexis and Aaron took Stiles’ last name. We were soon the Stilinski family. We were perfect.

“Baby,” I heard, I opened my eyes. I saw Stiles above me, his hand took the hair out of my face. “Hey,” he whispered softly, yet lovingly. “Hi,” I said tiredly. “Do you wanna stay in bed or do you wanna make breakfast with me?” He asked curiously. “Mm, definitely make breakfast with you.” He smiled, while kissing my forehead. We made food and I made my way back upstairs. “Alexis, wake up.” I shook her softly. “What’s for breakfast?” She mumbled. “Chocolate chip pancakes,” I told her softly, while rubbing her back. “I’m up!!” She said estacatically. I woke up Aaron as well, “Aaron,” I whispered. “Whattt,” he replied. “C’mon get up, you have a basketball game today.” He groaned, “My back hurts,” he mumbled. “I’ll give you something for that, okay? Now hurry, before it gets late.” He hummed in response. I went back downstairs, “Did they wake up?” Stiles asked me, I nodded in response.

I looked in our medication drawer, I could see Stiles frowning in concern. “What hurts?” He asked me, while grabbing my face lightly. I smiled at him, “Nothing, it’s for Aaron, his back hurts.” The frown on his face continued to be there, “Oh,” he kissed me, but then looked at the staircase, hearing footsteps. Aaron came down the stairs, his hand on his back, slightly wincing. “Eat your breakfast and then you can have medication.” He nodded in agreement. Stiles served him pancakes, a piece of bacon, and some egg. He rubbed Aaron’s shoulder, while slightly giving him pep talk about his basketball game. “Yeah, we’ll see if I even play,” he grumbled, while taking a piece of bacon in his mouth. “Your back needs rest, so it’s okay if you don’t play, okay?” Aaron nodded at Stiles.

Not a while later Alexis came down. “Hey, princess.” I smiled at the nickname Stiles gave Alexis. “Morning,” she smiled, “I’m ready for breakfast,” she chirped happily. “Breakfast is ready for you,” Stiles replied, excitedly.

Stiles went to work and I parked in front of Beacon Hills High School. Alexis and Aaron walked up to the car, “Hey, how was your day?” They smiled at me, “Good,” they replied. “Did the medication help?” I asked Aaron. “Yeah,” he replied. “Are you gonna open the door?” Alexis complained. I laughed, “Yeah,” I opened the door and they both got in the back. “Here, for good luck.” I raised food in front of Aaron’s face. He smiled widely at me, “Thank you,” he said and kissed my cheek. “I thought we could eat in the car, before your game.” They both smiled at me and I handed everyone their food. We talked in the car about their day. “Stiles kept asking me if I was okay.” Aaron told me. “Oh yeah?” He nodded back in reply, while chewing on his food. I smiled.

This family was perfect. My husband was perfect. My kids, that weren’t my kids, were perfect nonetheless. Great kids, great family, great husband, everything was perfect. Friends. Perfect. They were all perfect. Everything turned out okay.

“You okay?” Stiles broke me out of my thoughts. “Yeah, why?” He smiled slightly at me, “You look a bit teary eyed.” I smiled back at him, “My life is perfect that’s why.” He looked at me with pure adoration. “Yeah, with you in my life. It’s perfect.” I stared at him in awe and kissed him, like it was my last kiss. My life was perfect.

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- THOMAS SHELBY FIC RECS PART 2 -

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the royal wedding of small heath • thomas shelby x fem!reader part 2

↳ by @sneakyblinders (fluff, slightly explicit)

protection • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @writers-hes (angst, death, mentions of abuse)

romantic escape | romantic capture • thomas shelby x fem!reader

↳ by @anonymooseforever007 (fluff, slight angst, overprotective!thomas)

immune to his charms • thomas shelby x american!reader

↳ by @readyouforfilth (love their banter so far, can't wait for updates)

happy birthday, my love • dad!thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @teenwolf-theoriginals (so so so fluffy)

safe with me • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @kgficz

a man with a reputation • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @kadwrites (arranged marriage trope)

your house | our home • thomas shelby x wife!reader

↳ by @vintunnavaa (angst, fluff, mentions of infidelity, looved it)

the cigarette girl • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @huntingingoodwill (very angsty, thomas is mean)

ONE-SHOTS - BLURBS - HC'S

i got you • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @madame-wilsonn (panic attacks, hurt/comfort, mentions of a loved one's death, fluff)

gentle love • thomas shelby x wife!reader

by @vintunnavaa (fluff)

what could've been • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @toms-cherry-trees (angst)

love is sweeter than vengeance • thomas shelby x fem!reader

↳ by @pherelesytsia (angst, blood, death)

the secret garden • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @celticmelody (very angsty, domestic violence, blood)

the layers of thomas shelby • thomas shelby x fem!reader

↳ by @theonewiththefanfics (angst, mild fluff)

november • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @moral-terpitude (fluff, a little angst)

you reap what you sow • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @springsteens (mentions of abortion, angst, fluff)

ain't she sweet • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @look-at-the-soul (angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, injuries)

love will keep you up all night • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @look-at-the-soul (very fluffy)

girl dad • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @runnning-outof-time (fluff, fluff, fluff)

men with blue eyes and dark hair • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @dandelionprints (angst, blood, name calling, fluff)

little you's and i's • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @multific (fluff)

a small mishap • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @gypsy-girl-08 (mention of violence, injuries, fluff)

thomas shelby as a father • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @fanficwrit3r (very fluffy)

wailing teapots • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @oddaodd (angst but happy ending, mentions of abuse)

as if you are still here • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @speckledemerald (so. much. angst)

do you get déjà vu • thomas shelby x fem!reader

↳ by @calummss (fluff and humour)

venus rising • thomas shelby x fem!reader

↳ by @ay0nha (angst, this one is 🤌)

the sapphire ring • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @kitixie (angst, but fluff)

the brother that always wins • thomas shelby x reader

↳ by @runnning-outof-time (fluff)

business and dates • thomas shelby x fem!reader

↳ by @princessofmarvel (fluff and slight angst)