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Y/n: Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?

Derek: No, I do not want to sleep with you tonight.

Y/n: Wait, that's what that means?!

[lvrslvt3]

— TEENWOLF

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STILES STILINSKI.

*⁀➷ also known as my sarcastic genius bf

SCOTT MCCALL.

*⁀➷ also known as the furry

THEO RAEKEN.

*⁀➷ also known as the angsty one

LIAM DUNBAR.

*⁀➷ also known as the one with the temper

ISAAC LAHEY.

*⁀➷ also known as the cardigan wearer

[ashsunbae]

Over Here 𝗔𝗕𝗦𝗢𝗟𝗨𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗬 🅳🆈🅸🅽🅶

I saw Dylan Sprayberry in an episode of Criminal Minds and I completely 𝙇𝙊𝙎𝙏 𝙄𝙏!

My Teen Wolf Brain went:

This is the actual BB Wolf!!

And then I paused and my brain went-

💡

I HAVE TO SHOW SCOTT AND STILES

So I pictured this conversation happening.

𝐸𝒩𝒥𝒪𝒴

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*Scott & Stiles simultaneously*

Awwwwwwwwwwww

Stiles: Look at that face! Oh, I just wanna pinch your cheeks like an old grandma.

*Scott trying not to laugh*

Scott: He still makes that same face. The Sad little Beta frown.

Stiles: Oh you mean the- Oh no Scott’s mad at me 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 face.

Liam: Listen I still had anger issues back then. Just well- I didn’t have to worry about having fangs and claws come out.

*Stiles imitates a baby wolf howling*

Liam: 𝙃𝙀𝙔!

*Scott and Stiles laughing*

Stiles: Don’t worry your first howl was definitely better than Scott’s. I don’t know if I can even classify his as a howl, more like a pained mewl.

*Scott covering his face with his hand*

*A Clearly Confused Liam*

Liam: Like- Like a cat?

*Stiles wincing back at thought*

Stiles: Oh yeah, a 𝙙𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 Cat.

*Liam looks at Scott still confused*

Scott: I admit. It’s not one of my proudest moments.

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[pvre-angel]

hey stupid, i love you.

stiles x reader- you overhear stiles confessing his love to lydia, only he was really practicing to tell you.

the pack had all gathered at stiles’ house, reading and studying up on the newest threat in beacon hills- the anuk-ite. so far the only thing known for sure was that it had to have slipped through the rift between realms when you all tried getting stiles’ back from wherever the ghost riders took him. “can we ever catch a break?” lydia said in an aggravated sigh as she leaned back in her seat, tossing an old book on the table. a series of mumbles played throughout the living room area as you all were just as exhausted as lydia with the nonstop researching and fighting for your lives. “as long as beacon hills is a magnet for the supernatural- i don’t think so.” scott replied, scratching the back of his head.

 stiles was sat next to you, but he had fallen silent in the last hour. worried, you nudged him with your elbow to get his attention. “what’s up?” he shook his head, “oh, you know, just can’t wait for this to be over with.” you could tell he didn’t want to talk about whatever was really bothering him right this second so you smiled at him, “i know how you feel. we’ve always figured it out before though, we got this, stilinski.” stiles returned the smile before glancing over towards lydia. “uh, speaking of catching a break. lydia, can you come with me for a minute?” lydia stood up, following him upstairs. you’d be lying if you said you weren’t a little curious as to what they were doing. stiles and you had been friends for a long time, but ever since you forgot all about him- then remembered him, you realized just how much you liked him. i guess going that long missing the one thing that made you happy would do wonders in making you see him in a different light; a much brighter, stronger light. you loved him. and you had a feeling that he might have felt the same towards you by the way you both fell into each others arms when he came back and then the flirting and being together constantly that followed. thinking of it now, if there wasn’t a huge supernatural force behind it like the ghost riders, there would be no way you could ever forget stiles stilinski. 

a half hour passed neither lydia or stiles returned to continue research. it seemed as if only you and scott noticed, as you both caught each other’s eye as you scanned the room looking for them. “i’m going to go see what stiles and lydia are up to.” scott told the pack, no one really listening. “uh, me too.” you mumbled, quickly and quietly following scott upstairs. “i’m sure their just looking at stile’s investigation wall, ya know? they always do that.” scott tried reassuring  you, knowing about your feelings for stiles. before you could respond, stiles’ voice beamed inside his bedroom. 

“i’m in love with you. like crazy. i know it’s sudden but i needed you to know. i think about you all of the time- you’re beautiful, smart, you make me laugh more than anyone has before and i-” that was all you could stand to listen to before you backed away from the door and ran into the bathroom, slamming the door harder than you meant to in the moment. scott had called out for you, but you didn’t want to talk to anyone in that moment. you refused to cry; at least not until you went home. the water ran, and cupped your shaking hands to let them fill before splashing your face in hopes to calm down. 

you really thought he felt the same way. yet you heard him say the words you hoped to hear to none other than lydia, the girl you thought he had moved on from. 

-

“what the hell was that bang?” stiles said, him and lydia rushing out of his bedroom to see scott standing there. his expression changed from shocked to worried once he saw the look on scott’s face. “what’s wrong? did you find something?” stiles’ asked his best friend. “uh, yeah. we found you confessing your love to lydia?” stiles backed up, “what? no, that’d not what- who’s we?” stiles felt his heart speed up, hoping, praying that scott wouldn’t say your name.

“(y/n),” he paused to watch stiles’ and lydia realize they had not purposefully messed up greatly. “and that bang you heard was her running into the bathroom and slamming the door. dude, what the hell is going on? you told me you had feelings for (y/n).” 

“oh no, oh god no,” stiles said in a panic. “i mean yes, i have feelings for (y/n) but lydia was just- wait so you’re saying she was upset? does that mean she feels the same?” lydia nudged stiles, cutting him off. “yes, stiles. as if it wasn’t completely obvious. you go fix this.” she ordered him to which he immediately complied, wanting to make things right. “he was practicing on me. I was helping him find a way to tell her.” she finished explaining to scott, grabbing his arm to lead him away and back to the group. scott tried not to laugh, but this misunderstanding was a little funny- and embarrassing for stiles. but he knew he’d fix it, and knowing what he knew about their feelings for each other, he wasn’t worried one bit that this wouldn’t end up in the best way possible. 

-

you finally opened the bathroom door after minutes of stiles banging and pleading for you to let him in. you didn’t want to talk, but you knew you couldn’t just ignore him all night. stiles sighed in relief once he entered and shut the door behind him. “(y/n).” he said, sitting across from you on the floor. “stiles’ it’s okay really, I guess i just read the signs wrong. It’s not your fault, and you didn’t know that i had feelings.” you told him, not wanting to be upset with him but still feeling it anyway. “(y/n) no-” stiles began once again, but not wanting to hear him tell you he didn’t like you back, you cut him off once again. “and i mean, lydia’s beautiful so i really can’t blame you.” 

“oh for god sake, it’s you, (y/n) not lydia!” stiles exclaimed, grabbing your hands. he could tell you were confused as to why you heard differently moments before. “she was helping me find a way to tell you. she let me practice on her. god, this is extremely embarrassing.” stiles laughed, looking away from you. you tried to contain it, but instead you busted out in laughter. “oh my god.” you said in between laughs as you tried to catch your breath. “okay really? it’s not that funny.” stiles said in a fake defensive way, joining you in laughter seconds later.

finally, you both settled down. stiles’ hands still gripped yours. it was quiet for a little as you both thought of where to go from here. “hey stupid,” you said breaking the silence. “I love you.” 

stiles couldn’t help but pull you in, kissing you passionately. you felt every good feeling in that moment, the butterflies, the sparks, everything. 

“wow. maybe I should call you stupid more often.” you joked, “hm, or, you know, just tell me you love me more often.” stiles kissed you once more. “oh, and i love you too, stupid.” 

[magaestheticc]

Double Trouble

word count: 3649 words

summary: things take an unexpected turn when Mitch finds you with his brother Thomas

notes: first time writing actual detailed smut...

warnings: double penetration, choking, hair pulling, spanking, degrading, oral (female and male receiving), threesome, female shaming, slight daddy kink

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I hadn't thought much of it when Thomas invited me over, he'd stated that neither Stiles nor their older brother Mitch would be home. And for the most part, I hadn't seen anything wrong with that.

Until we arrived in his bedroom.

He stared at me for a few moments before plopping down in the chair in front of his desk, leaving me to think in the silence. If I was being completely honest, I hadn't even wanted to go to his house, with his Dad and neither of his brothers around it felt wrong. Not that it was their place to dictate any relationships in the household. But it was odd.

"So..." he began spinning his chair so he was facing me, he had that curious expression I knew all too well planted across his lips, the same expression he wore when he knew he was causing mischief.

"So what?" I questioned, while he was usually better at answering questions than Stiles, he seemed to have the common jittering problem Stiles never seemed able to rid himself of, the same jittering that had nearly cost them their lives several times while hiding from the foreign beasts of Beacon Hills.

"I was wondering what you wanted to do?" he pressed his hands into his lap watching her with his steady honey-colored eyes, when I'd first met him and Stiles, I thought they were the same person, in two different places at once, but their eye color was slightly different, as was the way they wore their hair.

Neither of the twins had ever made a particular move to try and help distinguish between the two, which seemed to send them into boiling laughter every single time, now that they were older, it was far easier to tell the difference.

It was only when they put in the effort to look the same that they were able to pull it off. I looked up at him, his eyes catching my gaze, "I don't know, you invited me over." I paused, what was it he wanted from me? Did he have something to ask? Was his Dad struggling again? If it was something about a new star wars movie... I thought I ought to kill him.

"What are you wanting to do?" I questioned.

Thomas softly cocked his head to the side before standing up and moving towards the bed, when he plopped down, the weight of his body send the mattress trembling for a few seconds before it stilled and he looked up into my eyes.

"Can I do something?" I narrowed my eyes, what the hell did he think he was going to do? I should have never come without anyone else home, a mistake on my part.

"Go ahead." I mumbled watching as a small spark danced through his eyes and he slowly leaned in towards my lips, something I had hoped wouldn't happen. But at the same time, I could feel the childhood crush I'd had for him years prior coming rushing back in a single wave, and I wished it hadn't.

It was complicated enough being best friends with a set of twin boys, much less the fact that I was making out with one of them.

Thomas pulled back after a few seconds his eyes bright with excitement, "holy shit... that felt good." I smiled, even if I didn't want to, it just happened. Leaning in once again, we found our lips clashing against each other, there was something about Thomas' lips, something that only made me want more. More of him, more of whatever this was.

Our lips separated a few times in between kisses Thomas anxiously tugging at the bottom of my shirt, giving in, I yanked it up over my head immediately pushing our lips back together, I never wanted it to end.

"Shit." he mumbled pulling back as I began to tug at the hem of his navy blue shirt, he pulled it over his head and tossed it off to the side quickly attacking my neck with his lips, suddenly I was grateful that none of his family was home. Even his brothers.

After a few more minutes of uninterrupted kissing, he pulled back his eyes having darkened slightly with his obvious arousal, "you wanna do this?" he asked his breaths coming out in rushed whispers, I nodded my head, "hurry up and get your pants off." I muttered moving to rid myself of my own as he did the same.

Everything that felt so wrong at that moment felt so right, having sex with a Stilinski boy, having it with one of the twins, having it with Thomas.

I knew it would be something to remember.

As soon as we finished stripping ourselves of our pants, we looked up at each other. Without listening to my conscience, I looked down at the crotch of the boy's boxers, there, a little way down, was a small evident wet patch where his erection seemed to be prodding at the material.

"Did you already get off in your pants?" he narrowed his eyes, not at all amused by the shitty joke, "ha, ha, ha. I'll be getting off in you." I watched as a grin crossed his lips and he closed the little bit of distance between us.

Our lips connected seconds later and I let out a low moan as his hand caressed my ass, finding it a bit harder than I had originally thought to reach the boy's lips at the angle we currently stood in, I wasn't the least surprised when Thomas cupped his hands beneath my ass and lifted me into his arms.

"You seem eager." he rolled his eyes, yet again, not amused. Pulling away from his soft lips I frowned at him, "if you wanna be grumpy we can stop." while the threat wasn't completely threatening, it seemed to get Thomas out of his mood, he didn't want to lose the opportunity to relieve himself, not when he was so close."I'm going to fuck you so good." he mumbled leaning forward to gently drop me onto the mattress.

Letting out a small laugh, I pulled him forward a thrill rushing through my body as he fell on top of me. "Stop talking about it and do it already." I spoke my lips just barely leaving his to get the words out, pulling back after a moment, his expression neutralized worry pricking at the edges.

"Are you sure you wanna do this?" he seemed nervous, maybe even on edge, as if the scene would disappear if he didn't find some way to engage every few moments.

I gave a small nod scooting closer to him, his face softened with a smile and he leaned forward bringing his hands up to my legs to gently spread them so he could have access to what they had before blocked, he sprawled out on his stomach his face mere inches from my heat, I could feel his cool breathing fanning out across my folds as he remained still his eyes taking it all in.

Looking up at me with hungry eyes, he moved to open his mouth, "has Stiles ever seen you like this?" frowning, I slightly sat up confused by the question, "no, why's it matter?" he shook his head reaching his hand forward to push me back into the mattress, "just try to relax." he mumbled leaning forward once again.

The second his tongue flicked across my clit, I knew I had been missing out with the Stilinski boy. He had a magical tongue, that much was for sure.

He kitten licked a stripe through my folds his tongue feeling warm and foreign to my body as I took in the sensation, letting out a small moan, I reached my hand down to his head and threaded my fingers through his hair the boy contentedly mumbling beneath his breath at the sudden action.

A cough sounded throughout the room.

Both of us shot up from our position frantically searching for cover before our eyes fell to the person at the door; Mitch.

Thomas had claimed he wouldn't be home for several more hours as he had to go grab a few things from the store and then meet up with his boss.

And there he was, standing before us.

His arms were crossed over his chest as he leaned into the doorframe, taking a step forward, he let his arms fall to his sides before shooting Thomas an amused look, "you know, when you paid me twenty bucks to leave the house for a few hours, I didn't expect you to be fucking anyone." I shot Thomas a look half tempted to tell him to get rid of his perv of a brother.

Thomas- clutching a blanket over his exposed skin- glared at his brother, "can you go? Like, out of the house? We're kinda in the middle of something." Mitch pursed his lips, "I can see that." he spoke crossing his arms over his chest again, Thomas frowned before gesturing to the door, "then go." his voice was tight with frustration, he'd simply asked for him to leave for some bit and there he was, home earlier than they'd agreed upon.

"I'm gonna need a bit more, to keep this to myself of course." Thomas scowled at the boy, there was no way in hell he'd tell their Dad, unless he did. And then he'd never hear the end of it. "I don't get paid till next Wednesday." he whined gesturing to his small clear mason jar on his desk, all that sat within it was a few pennies.

"I wasn't talking about money you dumbass." he paused shifting his gaze to me for a brief moment, "I want her." Thomas's eyes widened and he turned to look at me with a rough shake of his head, "go the hell away Mitch, fucking creep." he mumbled turning to grab his lacrosse stick.

"Why don't we ask her what she wants? An experienced guy, that can make her cum, or, an inexperienced teen that has trouble staying hard?" Thomas frowned turning to look at me for an answer, I didn't want to answer, but Mitch's offer seemed a lot better compared to what Thomas had laid out on the table.

"Well? What's it gonna be sweetheart?" the name sent a thrill down my spine, something it shouldn't have done.

"What about both? I've got more than one hole." Mitch raised an eyebrow before a smile fell across his lips, "I think we can fit it all in one, doll." Thomas turned to look at his brother questioning why in God's name he wanted to fuck her to begin with.

Moving to pull his shirt over his head, Mitch turned to glance at his brother, "she a virgin?" the boy rolled his eyes, "why don't you ask her?" Without waiting for his question to roll around to me, I answered, "I'm not." Mitch smiled, not that I was able to see it, "this is gonna be an interesting time then." he spoke stripping himself of his pants until only his boxers remained, he gestured to the blanket covering Thomas's boxers half tempted to tell him it wasn't necessary.

"Get your pants off, you can't fuck her with your dick tucked away." Thomas mumbled something incoherent beneath his breath quickly tossing the blanket off to the side as his brother pulled his boxers down his legs revealing the long length he had managed to hide away behind the fabric.

The younger of the two followed suit slightly put off by the fact his cock was out for both of them to see, he stopped a foot away from his brother watching as his eyes fell over the covered sight of me.

I felt odd, out of place, like an object the boy was desperately seeking to get a use out of. And it gave me a small rush of adrenaline.

"I'm thinking hands and knees." Mitch stated turning back to look at his brother, he reached his hand up to his neck and gently scratched it before giving an absent shrug, "I don't see why it's important... what position we fuck her in." Mitch clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth, "Tommy, tom." he turned to look at his brother. "We do hands and knees when we want to use more than one hole." Thomas's eyes widened, not that they should have, as I'd already proposed both of them get a go.

"You are too cute." he mumbled beneath his breath making his way around the side of the bed before climbing onto the mattress, he softly poked at the sheet- the only thing hiding my body from his lustful eyes- "come on doll, there's no point in hiding." he reached for the sheet pulling it away with a soft whiz as it slid right off the bed.

"I'll take her mouth, you can take the other." Thomas- unsure of what the hell they were trying to attempt- climbed onto the bed refraining from letting out a sound of protest when Mitch flipped me onto my stomach the mattress feeling cold against my warmed skin.

"Come on sweetheart, hands, and knees for me." I did as told my heart racing at the thought of what was going to come next, I was nervous, but at the same time, I wanted it more than anything.

Mitch gestured to my arms meeting Thomas's gaze for a split second, "grab her hands, once we start going at it she's gonna be trying to pull off my cock, it'll give you more leverage too." Thomas looked down half embarrassed and half worried, he had no clue what he was doing.

"Go on, grab her arms." he restated, resting his hand beneath my shoulder blades to try and keep me from falling face-first into the mattress, he waited until Thomas had begun to position his cock at my entrance to get his own ready to be pushed into my mouth.

"Get it in and then grab her." he spoke looking down at me to catch the look on my face as Thomas slid in, when he did, I could feel my hole stretching around him, and it felt like absolute blinding bliss.

After a few moments of the boy trying to make sure his cock wasn't going to slip out, he reached forward and grabbed my arms holding them tightly behind me in each of his hands, meanwhile, Mitch had nudged his cock past my lips his hands finding their way to my hair as he thrusted a few times waiting to see what his brother's pattern would look like.

"Tom, pick up the pace, she's not gonna cum with you going at it like a sloth." Thomas let out a grunt beneath his breath roughly thrusting forward with unknown energy, "there you go." he smiled thrusting forward past my lips, now I understood why he'd told Thomas to grab my arms.

He wanted me to gag around his cock.

And he was surely doing that much.

The long length slid throughout my throat with an inhumane speed my eyes watering with the gagging sensation he was providing, I could feel his length pressing into the skin of my throat, I knew that if someone were to look at it right now, they would see the outline of his cock sinking into my throat as he attempted to skull fuck me.

It only took Mitch a few seconds to gather my hair into a ponytail before he was using that to sling me back and forth like a toy of sorts, Thomas seemed to be enjoying himself, and if there was one word to describe the feeling they were giving me.

It would be Euphoria.

Nothing mattered at that moment, just that Mitch's cock was sliding down my throat with no mercy to spare in regards to speed while Thomas was rocking his hips back and forth against mine with his thick length widening my hole with each thrust.

Holding me forward after the next thrust, Mitch watched my eyes as they continued to water and I gagged around him once more, a smile crossed his lips, "you like choking on my cock sweetheart?" giving a subtle nod I waited for him to continue, to provide me with some relief, instead, he brought his hand across my face and watched as I gagged even harder around him.

"Yeah, I bet you liked that you little slut." he paused before bringing his hand down across my cheek again, "you like being fucked by two guys at the same time? Are you so eager for cum that you wanna be a whore?" when no response came he brought his hand up again and brought it across my cheek, "I asked you a question slut, now answer." he pushed back my head with a pop from my lips waiting for his answer.

"Yes." I mumbled, he grabbed my chin tilting it up towards his face, "yes what?" I paused unsure of what he wanted me to call him. "Yes Daddy." my voice came out warbled from all the spit but it didn't matter as he dove right back in and started to increase the pace and severity of his thrusts. I let my tongue slid beneath Mitch's cock quickly locating the prominent vein that was located there, I looked up at him through teary eyes as drool leaked from my lips at the sudden feeling of him shuddering inside of me, seconds later he would shoot his thick white liquid down my throat without warning before pulling me off his length.

He let out a pant watching as I gasped for air a few strings of his cum dripping down my chin with the bubbly spit gathering at the edges, a few moments later, Thomas was letting out a grunt before abruptly pulling out as Mitch slapped my ass.

He watched him with wide eyes, he'd been so close, and like most things, Mitch seemed to have screwed that up for him as well.

"Get under her." he stated, willing himself not to argue with his brother, he laid on the bed gently pulling me to lay atop him, "hey princess." he softly smiled reaching his hand up to dab at the drool, "she looks pretty good all fucked out with swollen lips right?" Thomas nodded his head, he couldn't disagree, she did look good.

"You can go ahead and start with her." he stated hovering at the edge of the bed, raising an eyebrow, he adjusted his cock at my entrance before slowly pushing in his eyes taking in the sight of me opening my mouth to moan, "thrust a few times and then stop." Mitch spoke again climbing onto the bed to approach me from behind.

Thomas did as told pausing on his fourth stroke to meet his brothers gaze, "I meant what I said about fitting all of it in one doll." and with that, he began to wedge his spit slicked cock into my hole, despite the fact I had been the one to propose the idea, I hadn't actually expected them both to use the same hole, at the same time.

But it felt mind-blowing.

Everything seemed to fade away and the only thing that mattered was that they both move. I let out a moan letting my head fall onto Thomas's chest with a soft thud, Mitch, eager to get started, yanked me up so I was somewhat on my knees- my hole available for him to pound with Thomas's help- "can someone please just start moving, I need to cum... so bad." I moaned out the packed feeling in my hole sending rushes through me.

I desperately needed a release.

"Sure thing doll." I regretted the decision for a split second before the euphoria hit again, I wasn't even sure it was possible, not till it happened, but, Mitch slid in effortlessly roughly thrusting forward with as much force as he could muster. Thomas- finally picking up on what the idea was- began to thrust as well his own cock squeezing against his brothers as they worked together to fuck my hole.

It was one thing to have one cock, but two, going as fast and rough as they were, it was something I could have never imagined.

Something from an erotic dream.

The older of the two reached forward taking my hair in his hand once again, pulling my head up from Thomas's chest he would now be able to hear all the sounds I'd been trying so hard to muffle against the boy's chest.

"Holy fuck." I whined, the sound of skin slapping and moans resonated throughout the house, and for the first time in forever, I thanked the fact that I'd ignored my gut and gone to Thomas's house when no one else was around.

"Just like that, moan for me doll." Mitch spoke bringing his other hand to my ass before roughly slapping at the already red skin, it seemed he knew no limits, not that I was complaining.

"I'm gonna cum." I managed to get out my skin slick with sweat as both of them continued to pound my aching hole, "you better not sweetheart, not till we get to fill you up." absently nodding, I could feel the spring in my stomach slowly beginning to wind up, it only snapped when I felt the hot stringy liquid shooting through my hole from both boys' cocks.

Opening my mouth, a moan escaped as they lazily thrusted a few times trying to get me through my orgasm as quickly as possible.

Thomas reached his hand down quickly rubbing at my clit for a few moments before I let out a sound between a moan and a scream, something that sent Mitch grinning before he pulled out his cock soft from the high he'd just experienced.

Running a hand through his hair, he watched as my body slightly shook from the bone-shattering orgasm for a few moments, it was single-handedly the best thing I'd ever experienced.

"Shit, I wish I'd come home sooner." he mumbled watching as his brother pulled his cock from my hole and their hot cum slowly began to drip from my throbbing heat.

[imaginesokay]

Library : Stiles Stilinski

“Werewolves?” You questioned sitting at the table. “Don’t you think that your a little too old to believe in that stuff?”

“I thought I was.” He murmured closing the book in his hands. “But your never know, they could be real.”

“Stiles, werewolves are as real as banshee’s.”

The boy across from you just sighed and shook his head. He shuffled through the books before showing the large purple one to you.

“Of course you have a book on banshee’s too.”

[its-me-im-coraline]

Get a room [Theo Reaken]

Words: 317

Warnings: none

A/N: eh, it's just a little blurb that was requested to me by @ayyes and I hope you like it tho it's so short ♥️

Theo had never been the person to openly show vulnerability of any kind and to any one. But, after the whole ordeal with the Ghost Riders and, most importantly, his return from hell, everything was put into perspective. The person he loved, Y/N, he had put down way to many times, and although hurt and betrayed by his actions Y/N was devastated when he went to hell. Thus, after all this Theo had decided to change his antiques and make things right with the love of his life.

So here he was. It was Saturday morning and the two of them had decided to spent it at home. They were making breakfast and just fooling around in the small kitchen the apartment provided. The two's voices could be heard loudly if you just happened to pass by the street on the front, but the couple couldn't care less.

"Could you possibly stop doing that? I'm cooking over here," Y/N giggled as Theo snaked his arms around his partner lovingly. He would leave kisses and little 'rasberries' where his lips would touch.

"Nah, nah I can't. You are too desirable," he answered lightly bitting down Y/N's neck before moving back to making what ever it was he was making.

The whole scene continued for a while and none of the two, not even Theo with his enhanced hearing had realised that the pack had started packing into the small apartment. It had been 5 minutes, 10 minutes, 20 minutes and still nothing.

"Do you think they're going to realise were here any time soon-" said Scott

"I bet Y/N is going to figure it out first," Malia interrupted him.

"Bet!" That voice was Stiles.

"You know we have heard you for a while now, right? We're just ignoring you" noted Theo, holding his love close to him while playfully glaring at the pack.

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Never be with you (Scott McCall Imagine)

Anon: Can I request something about Scott? Like, he is in love with the reader but she is with Stiles so he tries to hide his feelings because she’s his best friend girlfriend. Thank you! ^^

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Scott’s POV

Today was pack meeting and we were all around the table eating some pizza before going to watch a movie Liam brough. Everyone was there but Stiles. He was never late and I would have been worried but suddenly the door of my house was opened. Stiles showed up and called us.

“Guys, sorry I’m late. I was picking her up” he turned his head and a girl showed up. She was shorter than him and looked so nervous. “She’s (Y/N), my girlfriend”

She waved her hand and everybody began to introduce themselves. I was the last one, giving her an hug. She was my best friend’s girlfriend. Lydia offered her a piece of pizza and she ate it quietly. It was normal being a little bit shy in moments like that. The movie began and she sat between Stiles and Lydia. I looked at her and suddenly I got trapped by her beauty. She had that type of beauty that you didn’t notice at first but everytime you looked at her, more beautiful she got.. Stiles whispered to her if she was okay and she nodded, grabbing his hand. I shook my head and tried to watch the movie.

A year had passed since I met her and Stiles and (Y/N) were still together, more in love than ever. In every pack meeting she was there, since she learnt about the supernatural. She was so funny, even sarcastic. We all loved her. I was laying on the sofa when someone entered my house. Stiles and (Y/N). She sat on my legs and Stiles on the other sofa. I thanked God neither Stiles or (Y/N) were werewolves because then they would have heard my heartbeat. The truth was, I started to have a little crush on (Y/N). I couldn’t help it, she was so sweet, caring and funny. But above all, she was one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen.

“Dude, let’s do something” Stiles said.

“Everyone is going to go to the park”

“Right love, let’s go then. C’mon Scott, get up and move your ass”

She laughed and got up following Stiles. I stood there for a moment, missing her. Scott, what are you doing? She’s Stiles’ girlfriend. I thought to myself. I got up and followed them. I was talking with Stiles about some things he missed when he went to that trip with (Y/N). Theo showed up and joined us. He didn’t go to the meeting frequently, but sometimes he came and had some fun. He was starting to change and I couldn’t let him be by himself. Stiles and I heard (Y/N)’s laugh and looked at each other.

“I didn’t know Theo was funny” Stiles said.

We arrived to the park and everybody was there. (Y/N) sat in a bench and I sat next to her. Stiles did the same and the rest of the pack sat on the grass. The night passed and we laughed. Stiles went to a shop near the park to buy some snacks and Corey sat next to (Y/N). They were talking about this and that while I was listening to them quietly. I put my arm over the bench, behind (Y/N) and began to play with a lighter I had with the other hand while Stiles came back.

“Your girlfriend’s so funny. I like her” Corey said.

Stiles began to talk about her when she turned her face to me.

“Are you going to set me on fire?” she said smiling. I put the lighter closer to her arm and tried to light it up playfully. I wasn’t going to set her on fire but I wanted to play. She tried to catch it but I made it difficult so we began to play. She laughed and it was so beautiful and melodic, I didn’t stop playing so she wouldn’t stop laughing. I felt someone’s eyes looking at me and turned my head. Stiles was looking at us with a worried face but quickly looked down to his feet. I smell his scent: jealousy. I stopped playing and looked at my feet. What was wrong with me? I couldn’t do this to Stiles, I wasn’t that type of person. He was my bestfriend. She was just trying to became my friend, it wasn’t her fault I had a crush on her. I had to get away from her for a while, that would help.

“I’m thirsty” Malia said. (Y/N) got up and offered herself to go to buy some drinks and I offered myself to go with her. Damn! What about getting away from her, stupid?! I thought to myself but I couldn’t help it. I needed to get away from her, not to get closer. I got up and followed (Y/N) but Liam stopped me.

“Be careful, I heard your heartbeat while playing with her” he whispered but Malia hear it.

“Me too”

I looked at them but continued following her without saying a word. I was walking next to her when we came into the market. She was telling me she was staying in Stles’ house because his dad was going to spend the night in the police office and they wanted a night alone when I changed the topic.

“I think they would like some beers” I said grabbing a few of them. She looked at them and helped me carrying the bottles. She turned around leading her way to the cashier when she crashed into me.

“Sorry” she said, looking at me. We stood there, looking into each other’s eyes. She never failed to amaze me. She licked quickly her lips, something she always did whenever she was nervous, and I looked at them. They were so kissable... I leaned slowly but she cleared her troath. “We better go back, Scott”. She got away and went to the cashier to pay the bottles. I clossed my eyes and shighed. I was so stupid and such a bad friend. That was killing me. I tried to date a girl a few months ago to forget her but it turned out I couldn’t stop thinking about (Y/N). What I was going to do? I couldn’t do this to Stiles. I shook my head and came back to (Y/N), to help her to pay the beers.

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Author Note: I didn’t know if you wanted to end up with Scott telling her. If you want, I can do it in a part 2. Hope you like it!!

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jealous, stilinski?

stiles x reader; stiles gets jealous and admits his feelings

- short n sweet, fluff.

“I don’t like it, Scott.” Stiles said, folding his arms in an over-exaggerated manner and leaning his back against his locker. Stiles’ gaze never left your direction, watching as Theo cracked flirty jokes and you laughed at everything he said. Little did Stiles know, You and Theo were just friends and just liked to hang out at school. “Oh, god. Did you see that? he literally touched her cheek. That’s just so wrong.” Stiles said, shaking his head in disapproval. Scott scratched the back of his head, “No, Stiles, I didn’t see that because I’m not staring like a psycho stalker. And it’s only wrong to you because you wish it were you.” Scott grabbed Stiles’ shoulder and forced him to turn away. Stiles scoffed, “what? no. okay, not even close. I am not jealous. It’s just-” he paused, looking back once more. “okay, fine. whatever, but why did it have to be Theo?” Scott laughed slightly at his best friend, thankful he was at least finally admitting to himself that he was in fact jealous. “It doesn’t have to be Theo if you just tell her already.” Scott stated, pushing open the doors to the boys locker room. Before Stiles could argue, Coach’s loud, familiar voice echoed the room. “Stilinski! McCall! you’re late! get your gear, let’s go!” He ushered them to hurry as he walked away. Scott shoved Stiles playfully, “think you can forget about (y/n) long enough to not suck at practice?” he joked.

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After practice, Stiles found you at your locker putting textbooks into your bag. “Hey!” you greeted him, immediately feeling flustered. He always had that effect on you. “What’s up?” you asked him as he looked like he needed to say something. “Theo Raeken? Really?” Stiles said in a disapproving tone, leaving you confused. “What about him?” you asked, not understanding where this conversation was about to go. Stiles sighed, “you’re always with him lately, it’s weird.” you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, “no, Stiles, it isn’t weird. I’m allowed to have friends outside of you and the pack.” you shut your locker door, laughing at how awkward Stiles could be at times. “That isn’t what I meant.” Stiles said, “well what exactly did you mean?” you asked, genuinely wanting to understand. Stiles searched for words but nothing came up. He couldn’t bring himself to tell you how he felt, staying silent. You felt bad for putting him on the spot, so you avoided eye contact, trying to find a way to make the moment a little less weird.

“Jealous, Stilinski?” you said playfully, nudging him. Mentally, you were smacking your head against the lockers. Instead of helping the situation, you probably just made it worse. “um,” Stiles started. He looked flustered, “No, I just-” you smiled, “relax. I was just kidding. You couldn’t stop yourself from feeling giddy around him. Even though you were sure he had never seen you in the same way, you found yourself wishing for him that he would. To your surprise, Stiles stepped closer. “Actually, yes.” He struggled to look you in the eye after the sudden admission. Your heart legitimately skipped a beat. “wait, what?” you knew what he said, but you needed to hear more in order to believe it.

“I was jealous. I hated seeing him so close to you the past few days, I wanted it to be me. I should’ve told you sooner but I-” Stiles paused, nervous to hear himself admit it to you. “I really like you, (y/n).” You wanted to grab him and kiss him the second it left his lips.

“It could never be you, Stiles.” You said, not realizing how awful it sounded until his face dropped, making you rush to grab his hands. “I mean, Theo could never be you because I only like him as a friend. Stiles, I really like you too. I just never thought you’d ever see me that way.” Once you finished responding, Stiles’ face lit up once again.

“I’ve always seen you that way.” He told you, releasing your hands to place his on your hips and pulling you in. His gaze wandered to your lips, then back to your eyes, silently asking permission to kiss you. You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning in. You both pursued each other, your lips touching softly. Though it was your first time kissing him, it felt as if you finally found something you’ve been searching for and you felt at home in his embrace. Like you were exactly where you belonged.

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Theo gives you a lift home and one thing leads to another.

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​A/N: When I started writing this it was not supposed to end up this way, I prefer it though lol

Pairing: Theo Raeken X Reader

Summary: Reader fell in love with Theo way before she knew who he really was, he has just come back and she realises that he can’t know about how she really feels about him.

Warnings: Swearing, angst, fluff

Word count: 2.7K

For the longest time in what seemed forever there was no new threats, no fallouts or arguments. Beacon Hills was as normal as any other town. This caused the pack to do mundane things such as meet up at the mall or have movie nights. You guys actually felt like regular teenagers.

It was the third Friday in and it was the first time that everyone was there. Scott, Stiles, Lydia, Malia, Kira, Liam, Hayden, Mason even Isaac made an appearance. Also, it was the first time that Theo showed up.

Before he was revealed to be ‘evil’ you had grown a strong crush on him, one could even say that you were in love with him. It almost killed you when you found out about him because you were so close. You had grown apart and you hadn’t held a decent conversation since.

You called bullshit the minute he reappeared, you were on the same page as Malia but what frustrated you even more about him was that he was the hottest guy you had ever seen. It didn’t help your case at all and you knew it was wrong but you couldn’t help it. It annoyed the fuck out of you so you distracted yourself by covering up the fact that you liked him with snide remarks.

You were all sat in Lydia’s front room, all engaging in different conversations. Stiles was bickering with Isaac as usual, whilst Malia laughed at the two. Scott was chatting with Liam and Mason, and Kira was busy on her phone. You were sat in between Lydia and Hayden, Theo was directly in front of you, you could feel his eyes on you and it made you squirm.

“Do you mind Theo? I could maybe concentrate more if you weren’t staring at me.” You said eventually, you had to make the situation like it always was - Theo thinking that you hate him.

You sort of did, he was smug, arrogant and God you just wanted to punch his face. Theo smirked slightly and shook his head. 

“How would you know if I was staring at you if you weren’t looking at me?” You clenched your jaw and ignored him. Lydia spluttered behind you and you gave her a death glare.

“I’m literally going to lock you two in a room if you don’t sort yourselves out.” Lydia sassed. 

“I would rather be in a room with Deucalion.” You scoffed.

“The tension between you two is sickening. You guys either need to fuck it out or hit each other.” If Lydia was a werewolf she would have heard your heart pound.

“I have no idea what you’re on about.” You played off.

“You’ll see.” Lydia winked knowingly. You screwed your eyes in suspicion. You had known Lydia all your life, her match maker tendencies often got the better of her.

“Lyds no.” You warned, she shrugged her shoulders and cleared her throat.

“Everyone listen, we’re gonna play a game. 7 minutes in heaven.” She immediately turned to look at you and you growled involuntarily. They all nodded and moved to sit on the floor. Lydia grabbed an empty beer bottle and placed it in the middle.

“Y/N do the honours.” She chirped. You flared your nostrils and span the bottle. You watched it spin and you willed for it not to be you. You sighed in relief when it landed on Stiles and then you let out a giggle when the other landed on Isaac.

Stiles and Isaac looked at each other in unison and both their faces went pale. Everyone erupted into laughter at how ironic the situation was.

“Come on Wolfie, let’s get it over with.” Stiles grumbled.

“If you go too far I’ll file a restraining order against you.” Isaac warned. Stiles flipped him off and followed Isaac into the small room.

Exactly seven minutes later, they came out the room looking hot and flustered, making you all laugh even more.

Two more rounds were played where it involved Kira and Malia which they seemed to enjoy, and Liam and Hayden which was boring because they were already dating.

“Okay snack break and then we’ll do one more last round.” Lydia announced. 

Everyone scattered to get food or go to the toilet. You were hungry and if you were going to be doing any funny business you needed to do it on full stomach. 

You’d be lying if you said that your stomach didn’t lurch each time the bottle span, dreading that it was going to land on you and Theo. You couldn’t decide whether you were glad or pissed.

“Aw what’s wrong babe? Mad that you haven’t had me yet?” Theo said, snapping you out of your daze.

 It took a while for you to register what he had said because you were so lost in your thoughts about what you did or didn’t want to do to Theo Raeken. He was leaning on the kitchen door, his arms folded which only maximised his biceps and a smirk plastered on his face.

“Are you ever not smirking?” You eventually said, turning away from him and heading to the kitchen counter.

“Come on Y/N, you know me, this is my permanent face.” He answered smugly. You roll your eyes and return your attention back to finding some food.

“For your information Theo, I am not mad, I’m just hungry.” You decided to tell him even though you had no idea why you did.

“You’re a bad liar you know.” He said, suddenly close behind you making you jump a bit. You turned around and laughed, running a hand through your hair.

“Yeah well maybe you’re just a shit werewolf, maybe you’re not as good as you think you are.” You cocked an eyebrow, his face hardened and he stepped closer to you.

By now you could hear Lydia calling everyone back and you couldn’t even move. Theo’s gaze had you locked in place.

“Don’t push me Y/N.” He said through clenched teeth.

“Or what? You gonna wolf out? Can’t control yourself around me huh?” You teased.

“I wonder if you’re as loud in bed as you are everywhere else.” He growled. 

You squealed and your body grew hot. You were lost for words and Theo knew this, he exhaled through his nostrils and smirked. He looked you up and down and left you standing there helplessly, going through what he said over and over again in your head.

“Shit.” You said to yourself. You left it a few seconds before leaving the kitchen, Lydia noticed how you and Theo practically left together and she grinned.

“Okay final round.” She said. You were still in a complete other world from what Theo had said to you, his eyes when he said it were full of an expression you had never seen before from him and it made you feel dizzy.

You vaguely heard the bottle spinning and rowdy noises when it stopped. You half-heartedly looked up and you felt sick to your stomach when you realised it was Theo.

You knew what was coming and you were pretty sure Lydia had planned it and soon enough the second spin landed on you. You sighed and clenched your fists. Without even looking you knew that Theo was smirking.

Lydia clapped her hands in excitement and nudged you to move. You finally glanced at Theo and he was biting his lip, sending you in a frenzy.

“I-I can’t do this.” You blurted, shakily standing up.

“Yes you can now go.” Lydia muttered quietly so no one could hear her. Of course, Theo did and he piped up.

“Don’t think you can handle me Y/N?” He grinned wickedly.

“I don’t think I can stay in a room with him without wanting to kick the shit out of him.” You growled. Theo pouted and Malia scoffed.

“Do it for the pack Y/N, go on!” Lydia commanded. You laughed at her and reluctantly walked towards the closet but not before saying.

“Just know when the seven minutes are up, I’m outta here.” Theo chuckled behind you sending shivers up your spine but you ignored it and opened the door.

The room wasn’t as small as you thought it would be, it fit you and Theo comfortably however it was small enough for you to smell his cologne.

“Bet you didn’t expect this.” Theo mumbled. You lent against the wall and lulled your head back.

“No, I didn’t.” You sighed, closing your eyes. Even though it was dark, you didn’t want to even look at Theo, otherwise your body would make up its mind for you.

“Are we gonna get this over with?” Theo said huskily, you gulped because he sounded like he had just woken up and that was your weakness.

“We don’t have to if we don’t want to.” You replied. Theo sighed and shuffled on the spot. 

“You are literally so infuriating Y/N, are you really not going to do this cos’ you hate me that much?” He responded. You snapped open your eyes.

“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m going to do Theo. I’m not going to give you the satisfaction of ‘being with me’ just so you can run and tell all your followers about us.” You declared.

“I’m flattered but that’s not the reason Y/N, don’t forgot I know you and you couldn’t give a shit about what people think of you.” Theo insisted.

“You’re wrong.”

“I’m never wrong.” He replied quickly. “I think you know that once we do this, there’s no going back. You won’t be able to pretend you don’t like me anymore because I will be all you can think about.“ 

You scoffed and shook your head. "That’s not the reason Theo." He was getting dangerously close to the truth and you were starting to panic.

"You won’t be able lie to yourself anymore Y/N.” Theo growled. “You won’t have to loathe the darkest parts of yourself that like me despite all that I’ve done.”

Now you were having a full on anxiety attack, Theo was too reckless, too unpredictable - but you couldn’t deny it, he knew you. You could feel tears coming on and you saw Theo’s smile fade he began to say something but you ran out of the room.

He immediately followed you and he saw you grab your bag and keys and head for the door.

“Y/N wait!” He called, you ignored him and left the house.

“What did you do?” Lydia asked.

“Fuck.” Theo said scratching his head.

You made it home and wiped away your tears. You had no idea why Theo had gotten to you so easily, it was like he was inside your head, pulling out every thought you had ever had.

You took your time to go upstairs to your room as you were exhausted. You switched your light on and saw Theo sitting on the chair in the corner of your room. You screamed and dropped everything. 

“Theo! Get out!” You could hear your blood rushing through your ears.

“No, not until you tell me what just happened.”

“I mean it Theo. Get. Out.” You seethed, Theo shook his head and stood up.

“Listen Y/N. I don’t want you to hate me anymore.”

“Then get the fuck out.” You replied. You switched your bedside lamp on and turned the light off because it was too bright.

“I’m going to bed now so if you can just leave.” You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.

“No.”

“Jesus Christ Theo what do you want from me?” You cried.

“I just want you to be honest with me Y/N! Please, I need you to say how you really feel about me.”

“Fine. I hate that I trusted you, I hate that you put my friends in danger and I hate that I was so close to telling you how I really felt about you when you betrayed us.” By this point tears were streaming down your face and you furiously wiped them away.

“I see.” He mumbled.

“No, you don’t, because yes I cover our connection because I hate myself for the truth.” You panted. “So if you promise to leave me alone I will be honest with you.” Theo was nodding his head. “I like you Theo, a lot. I always have, as soon as you came to Beacon Hills. I was so sure you liked me back and it literally felt like you ripped out my heart when you did what you did. In spite of all that I still like you and I hate it.”

“Please let me explain Y/N.” Theo begged.

“No I’m not done. When Scott told me I didn’t believe him, I told him on the phone - 'I know him though and I know what he wouldn’t do to hurt me. Then you made me feel like it’s my fault because maybe if I noticed the signs…” You were crying now.

“It wasn’t your fault baby.” Theo added, walking closer to you. You shook your head and took a step back.

“But I was too caught up on you to realise, you had me wrapped around your finger and you used that, you used me Theo.” You were finished and you couldn’t believe you had just said all that out loud. Theo was silent but his eyes were filled with tears and you had to look away.

“I know you have no reason to believe me when I say this but I almost didn’t go through with it, but the dread doctors were too far gone. I tried to make them go away but they wouldn’t listen.” Theo pleaded. “I wanted a fresh start with you but they made me do it.”

“It was still you Theo.” You sobbed.

“I know but it was out of my control by that point. I had no control over myself it was like the need for power was so strong and I realise now that I don’t need that anymore, all I need is you.”

“It’s too late Theo.” You sniffed. “I went through so much pain, I don’t think I’m ever going to be able to get over that.”

“No Y/N, please. Try.” He strode over to you and cupped your face, he leant his forehead on yours and closed his eyes.

“I love you.” He whispered so quietly but you heard it and you gasped and closed your eyes also. 

You were silent and your heart was beating erratically. Just as the longing became unbearable he ducked his head down and firmly pressed his lips against yours.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and you lost yourself in Theo’s peppermint breath and soft lips. He placed one hand on your back and pulled you in, you willingly let him - your body moving in sync with his.

Your knees felt weak and you realised that the only thing keeping you up were his strong arms. Your brain was working in several different ways and you didn’t know how to stop it. 

The warmth of Theo’s mouth sent a current through your body and you nearly moaned. God you loved him, you loved him so much. 

And just like that the kiss was over and you were suddenly aware of your surroundings. You were panting and you felt dizzy. Theo helped you balance yourself, still keeping a firm grip on your back. 

He reached up and stroked your hair out of your face. You smiled and looked down. He lifted your head up gently and only then you noticed how clear his eyes were. 

“Don’t hide away from me Y/N, I won’t hurt you.” You nodded and gathered your thoughts. Theo wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a tight embrace. You felt like crying again so you did, Theo stroked your hair again and again until you calmed down.

“Do you regret it?” Theo asked after some time.

“No.” You sniffed. Theo let go of you and nodded.

“Do you want me to go?”

“What do you think?” Theo laughed and hugged you again, holding you tighter than usual. He couldn’t believe that he had been given a second chance but one thing he did know, he wasn’t going to blow it. 

A/N: Again, this has been written for so long, like last September I just never got around to posting it.

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