#tyler hoechilin imagine

[arlos-warm-drpepper]

HE IS SUCH A BIG DORK

[mrwavellswaps]

Who would you Swap, Hypno, TF?

Chris Evans, Tyler Hoechlin, and Hugh Jackman

Ooooh this is a close one honestly. But I think I’ve got my answer.

First all I would Swap with Hugh Jackman. He always just has such a raw air of masculinity that between those three I don’t think I could help myself. I like to imagine doing it via some sort of mind transfer device. Maybe trick him into wearing one somehow, if not just getting it on his head by force, and then putting a matching device on myself. Activate the transfer and presto! I’m Hugh Jackman now. His manly body all mine to do with whatever I please.

I know he’d probably try and figure out how to reactivate the device to switch us back so I’d be sure to destroy the one on my head as soon as the swap is complete. Can’t risk losing this body. After that I probably wouldn’t be able to help taunting Hugh, now I’m my old body. Probably groping at everything I stole from him and making sure he knows it belongs to me now. Forever!

After that the decision honestly gets even tougher but I think in the end I would probably hypnotise Chris Evans. I’ve always thought Chris looked very hot whenever he grew out his beard so one of the first things I’d make sure of after hypnotising him would be that his facial hair becomes a more permanent fixture for the most part. At the very least I’ll make sure he doesn’t go clean shaven. Not to mention if I’m going to be Hugh Jackman from now on, I’m going to want another A-list celebrity at my side who I can create scandal with. Specifically using my control over Chris to get him to make public displays of affection towards me while we’re out together such as kissing me on the cheek while I wrap my hand around him. No doubt causing a stir as the media pick up on it.

Later down the line I’d probably end up having to announce Chris and I as a new couple. But as a whole I’d have my control over him be subtle. Making him want to be close to me and making him fall in love with his fellow movie star Hugh Jackman. But maybe once in awhile when the two of us are alone I’ll turn my control over him right up to 11 and make him my complete hypno slave who’s on his hands and knees begging to worship me.

And finally that means I’m going to be TFing Tyler Hoechilin. I’ve honestly went back and forth a lot on what I’d wanna do with him. I thought of TFing his body somehow maybe to make him bigger and/or hairier. I thought about transforming him into Henry Cavil, a fellow Superman. But I’m the end in think I’m gonna go with something inanimate. Something I can wear so I can have the pleasure of knowing Tyler will be with me whenever I’m wearing it. I could turn him into a watch, maybe a cap for me to wear, or perhaps a nice shirt. Maybe if I’m feeling extra naughty I’ll turn him into a pair of underwear and he can have the pleasure of holding my new cock and balls. But don’t worry, I’ll make sure that whatever I turn him into he’ll find plenty of pleasure in being worn by me. In fact he’ll crave it.

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Tyler Hoeclin

[tweenw]

Flight-(Tyler Hoechlin)

Characters: OC, Tyler Hoechlin and (Y/N)

Word Count:

Warnings: None

Pairing: Tyler Hoechlin x Reader

Summary: Tyler and (Y/N) answer a few questions at an interview.

(Y/C/N)= Your Character’s Name

(A/N) So I wrote this and when I was reading over it I realized it’s similar to a one shot I already did with Dylan O’Brien, ‘Legit’, but here it is anyway because I had fun writing it :) (I also may or may not be procrastinating part 2 to Claw Marks)

I bounce my leg a little as the dimmed lights slowly grow brighter and the cheering gets louder. It’s not that I’m nervous or that I don’t like the crowds of people, but it’s always a surprised. I don’t think I’ve ever realized how many people actually watch Teen Wolf. 

The interview Tyler and I are doing today is with E!, and the host seems like a really nice lady, so with some luck, this’ll all go well. 

“Welcome to E! Interview, I’m Rita and today we have the two wonderful cast members from Teen Wolf here with us, Tyler Hoechlin and (Y/N) (Y/L/N)! Give them a warm welcome everyone.” Rita, the interviewer beams at the audience, her English accent making the word ‘wonderful’ sound amusing. 

The fans cheer and clap as the two of us begin to wave with massive smiles on our faces. I always get a thrill out of interviews or meet and greets because I love meeting fans. And Tyler does too.

“I am so glad you managed to find some time for us, with your busy schedule and all.” Rita crosses her legs and leans forward to speak to the two of us. 

“It’s our pleasure, really. We’re glad you’d have us tonight.” Tyler grins. 

Rita looks down at the papers in her hands briefly before looking back up at us. “The fans have been dying to know what it’s like inside of the home of the hottest couple of California. How have things been with you guys?” 

Tyler and I look at each other with a knowing look. This question is the most frequently asked one when the two of us do interviews together, so I knew it was coming. Tyler swings his arm around my shoulders, causing a few cooes from the audience, before turning to Rita.

“Well, we recently adopted our 4th dog, a rescue called Bandit. So he’s brought a lot of joy into our lives. Other than that, things are pretty normal.” Tyler smiles. After years of dating, he still manages to make my stomach swarm with butterflies. All he needs is to smile and I’m falling in love all over again.

“Aw, what kind of dog is it?” Rita asks, seeming genuinely interested. 

“He’s an Australian Shepherd. Bandit is the smallest in our family so far.” Tyler replies once again. He’s more of a talker than me, so I’m glad I can just sit back and watch my boyfriend do the talking. Though the ‘so far’ should have been a hint enough for the interviewer. 

Rita shuffles through her notes as she mumbles a ‘bet he’s adorable’, before looking back up at us.

“So, (Y/N). Your character made her debut in Teen Wolf earlier this season, and it’s safe to say that the sparks flying between (Y/C/N) and Derek were hot enough to set the room ablaze. What can we expect to come from this?” 

The fans cheer and I think I heard one of them shout ‘sex’. Well, they’re not wrong. I try to think back to the last episode that aired. Derek and my character only shared a kiss, so I can’t dish out any dirt on the sex scene from next episode just yet.

“Oh, a lot I think. I came into the show expecting to play Scott’s latest love interest, because that’s what was written on the script I got. But turns out I had Arden Cho’s copy. So when I got told that I’d get paid to basically make out with my boyfriend, I didn’t really complain. But yeah, I think a lot of things are due to happen, some which the fans may not really be expecting.” I chuckle and take a sip of the water on the desk to calm down my blush. 

The audience laughs along with Rita and Tyler. 

“How different, or similar, is the relationship between you two and your on-screen characters?” Rita asks.

Tyler and I look at each other. This isn’t something either of us have given any thought to, I don’t think. Interesting. 

“Their relationship is more intense. They obviously have a lot going on with the constant threats, and the age difference is more prominent in the show than it is with us in real life. The two of us are more laid back.” Tyler comments and sends a quick smile my way. 

“Definitely. Also were less adventurous. You won’t see us running around at 3am unless it’s to get some takeaway.” I smile at Tyler briefly before turning to the chuckling audience. There’s a few cameras flashing.

Tyler’s fingers absentmindedly play with the tips of my hair, his attention on Rita as she continues to ask questions written on her papers.

“So how did you two actually meet?” The interviewer asks, taking a drink from her glass of water.

A small smile tugs at the corner of my lips. Have we told this story at least 20 times? Definitely. But it never gets old, and I love remembering it. Tyler’s grin widens, knowing just how of a coincidence us meeting was. If anything such as fate exists, then that would be a perfect example of it at work. 

“Well, you see, (Y/N) and I were both on the same flight from L.A. to New York, and the flight is like five hours long. And we had seats next to each other. It’s a real cliché .” Tyler chuckles, shooting me a look of glee. One of the things I’ve fallen in love with when it comes to him is his easily excitable nature. It’s always him that wakes up at 5am to pack for a spontaneous trip he planned for us the night before, always him that arrives everywhere 10 minutes early so he has time to look around and get to know his surroundings. It’s him that proposed we start a family when Teen Wolf finishes. 

I grin at the audience. “I hate sleeping on planes, I just can’t do it. I can’t. But Tyler loves to, so you can already imagine how tired he was by the time the plane landed. Because all I did during the five hours was talk and talk. But by some miracle, he gave me his number when we landed.”

A few people shout words like ‘cute’ and ‘adorable’. It’s the usual reactions, but they still make me unbelievable happy and blessed that this is the career path I chose. 

“Were you annoyed to be sat next to someone who spoke so much?” Rita asks. her eyes flicking between the two of us. 

Tyler smiles at me and shakes his head a little, adjusting his cap in the process. 

“Maybe initially, because I had barely any sleep from shooting the day before. But no, not really. I was sitting next to an attractive woman who made me laugh and shared my love for dogs and was also an actress. So it was the prefect coincidence.”

My heart swells with my love for him. I really couldn’t ask for a more perfect man to call mine. 

“Okay, we’re running out of time here, so let’s finish up with a few more questions about the show. Should we expect any plot twists this mid-season finale?” Rita asks.

Tyler sends me a knowing look before turning back around to the interviewer. “Of course, a few actually. We can’t say much, but one of them involves our characters, and one other has a significant impact on the dynamic of the pack.”

Knowing that Derek and my character end up being mates, I grin at the unknowing audience. They’re going to love this twist.

Rita nods, before firing another question our way. “Would you say the show would be different without your characters, Derek Hale and (Y/C/N)?”

Before either of us two can answer, the audience start shouting, most agreeing that the show would be very much different without the sourwolf and his soon-to-be mate. And they’re right. Derek Hale has had such a strong presence since the first season, and even I myself can’t imagine the show without him.

I chuckle and wink at the fans. “There you have it, apparently not.”

Rita grins at us, before standing up. “Well folks, that’s us out of time. Please give a round of applause for our guests, (Y/N) (Y/L/N) and Tyler Hoechlin!” 

The two of us stand up as the fans clap and yell, our hands intertwined. We both wave before walking off stage. Within a few minutes, we’re in our car and heading home. 

“That never gets boring.” I smile up at Tyler as his hand comfortably rests on my thigh. I take a hold of it, bringing it up to my lips to place a loving kiss on his knuckles. 

He looks at me for a second, and smiles. “Especially because you’re there with me.”

[imagineseclipse]

Derek Hale Imagine

"I am telling you now i do not need these lessons!"you protested as Scott and Stiles ushered you towards he boys changing rooms.

"It's a Saturday, why are we even at school?"you rolled your eyes, trying to wriggle away from two of your best friends.

You would do anything to get out of these classes, the boys seemed to think that you couldn't protect yourself when you needed to. So they apparently had to arrange for you to have self defence classes.

"I can look after myself guys this really isn't necessary"you sighed as they stopped outside of the coach's office, still holding you tight so you wouldn't run off like the other 4 times.

"This is one hundred percent necessary, especially after yesterday"Scott warned.

"Y/N you nearly died, we can't have this happen again"Stiles exclaimed.

"So you're going to let Stiles of all people teach me self defence?"you raised your eyebrow at the true alpha.

Stiles' eyes narrowed, his mouth dropping open.

"What's that supposed to mean?!"

"Is it too late to say no offence?"you sent him a sickly sweet grin.

"Actually y/n we brought in someone better, someone who can actually teach you a thing or two"Scott announced, interrupting your conversation with Stiles.

The three of you entered Coach's office, walking through to the main changing rooms.You were expecting to see Malia, or maybe even Kira but you came face to face with someone who you never thought you'd see again.

"You have got to be kidding me"you muttered as your eyes met Derek Hale's He smirked at you, his eyes then flashed an electric blue. He was obviously amused.

"Look at you y/n, last time we saw eachother you were an angry teen and now you are an- angry adult?"he was trying to annoy you already by ruffling your hair.

You let out a small growl as if you were a werewolf but in all honesty you were just an irritated human. Derek wasn't expecting you to look the way you did, you had grown up that's for sure. It had taken him by surprise, butterflies swarmed his stomach after watching you for a while.

"Y/n i'm picking you up later Meet me out by the jeep at around 7"Stiles patted your shoulder before disappearing with Scott.

"I have to stay here with Sour-Wolf for five whole hours?!"you whined as you spun aroud to watch your best boys leave.

"Traitors"you hissed under your breath.

"Y/n chill out me and you are gonna have some fun"Derek called out, a hint of mischeif in his voice. He was definitely going to enjoy these classes with you.

[agirlwithpointlessideas]

Simple Love (Derek Hale x Female Reader)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY IZZY!!!!!! i hope you have a wonderful day and i hope you enjoy my shitty writing!!! i love you even tho you are old now lol!!! love ya girlie

warning: FLUFF!!! just fluff

Golden rays of sunshine cascaded into the baby’s room as his mother rocked him. She cradled him to her chest as she tried to sooth him. Once she had calmed him down, she headed to the kitchen to put the kettle on. Putting the toddler in his high chair, Y/N started to prepare for the small family’s breakfast.

Looking out the window, Y/N found serenity in the rising sun and the sounds of the morning birds. She had always been a morning person, the peace and quiet easing her.

“You know I’ve never been much of a morning person,” her husband started, “but this right here, my son and my wife being peaceful and happy, is the greatest thing in the world to me.” With a smile she turned to greet her husband as he leaned against the door frame of the kitchen.

“Good morning love.”

Derek pushed off the door frame and walked towards his wife. Once he got close, he wrapped his arms around her. “Indeed it is. Because I have you,” he pressed a kiss to her forehead, “and I have my mini me as well.” He then grabbed the child from his high chair and started pressing little kisses all over his face. The little boy was delighted by the ticklish feel of his father’s beard and began to giggle.

The sight of her two boys brought a smile to Y/N’s face. She could of lived in this moment forever. Sadly, Derek would soon have to leave for his next shift at the station. But she could relive this moment at sunset when her and her son would tell Derek of the adventures they went on during the day at dinner. 

It was the simple moments like these that made Y/N’s life complete.

note: sorry it is so short, im still a bad writer!

@helplesslyinlovewithcharacters love you bunches

[halethestilinskis]

The Proposal - Tyler Hoechlin Imagine

Love is a weird feeling. When you were younger, you weren't really sure if you were ever going to fall in love, you never even knew what love was, or what it was supposed to feel like. There were times were you felt like you were in love, but was it actually love? Or were you lusting after a boy that you had no future with, after all, how do you know who you're going to end up with when you're a freshman in high school?

There were days you felt as though you were going to be alone for the rest of your life. You weren't the most popular, you had a few close friends that you hung out with, but nothing more. No boys were interested in you, you couldn't even get a date on tinder, things were looking pretty hopeless. Until, a boy named Tyler Hoechlin came along.

It was right before the Teen Wolf days. You were vacationing with your family in Georgia, where they happened to film the first and second season of Teen Wolf, and you ran into three hilarious boys at the bar. You had just turned 21, so going to the bar was a new thing to you, but your sister wanted to get away from your family and decided to take you out. He wasn't talking much, the other cute brunette with a shaved head was doing most of it, the other one with longer hair going along, but you couldn't get this smile out of your head.

After a while, the two other boys decided to go off to the bathroom together, the older one sticking around, twirling the beer bottle he had, around in his finger tips.

"So, y/n, is it?" he asked with a cheeky smile, his head dipped down, looking at the floor before back up to you.

"I'm surprised you remembered" you blushed awkwardly, not really sure what to say or how to start a conversation when someone else isn't the one making all the small talk.

"Hard to forget with a pretty face like that" he flirted, making you blush wildly. There was an awkward pause, not because you didn't like the flirting, or also thing he's the cutest thing in the world, but because you simply didn't know what to say.

"I'm sorry" he said suddenly, watching fiddle with the drink in your hand, stirring the straw, watching the ice move in circles, "I think I'll just go join the guys in the bathroom".

"No!" you said instantly, surprising even yourself at the sudden reaction, "I mean" you shook your head, "Sorry, I mean, I'm just an awkward person, and I never know what to say to people, not because I don't want you flirting with me". He gave you a look, and then a small smile, "Alright then, how 'bought I buy you a drink, and I'll do all the talking".

"I like the sound of that" you smiled brightly, following him to the bar, and then sitting at a table once he handled you the drink.

Both of you ended up making conversation rather easily, it was very natural to talk to him, and he had a strong, trustworthy vibe, and ended up telling him things that you've never told anyone else in your entire life.

Ever since then, you've been seeing each other, it took some time for both of you to actually give yourself an official title, and he was definitely a little nervous telling you about his profession, and what he aspires to do in his life, but once he saw how positive, and happy for him you were, the more he knew that this was a good decision.

And four years later, here you were, sitting in your shared home in sunny Los Angelos. It was definitely a change for you at first, since you were from the east coast, and very much used to the snow and four seasons, but once you got into the groove of things, you realized this wasn't so bad, only the summers were bad, but nothing air conditioning couldn’t fix.

"Hey babe" Tyler greeted, walking through door and hanging his keys on the hook, "How was your day?".

"It was good, I haven't done anything other than like ten loads of laundry" you rolled your eyes at the amount of clothes this man had, causing him to giggle a little bit, "How was your audition?"

"It was good, I think I have a good shot" he shrugged, "Do you have any hot dates for tonight?" he plopped down beside you.

"Yeah actually" you grinned, starting up your laptop.

"Oh really?" he asked with a cocked eyebrow.

"Yeah, his name is Cycl0n3" you smirked, knowing he wouldn't understand the reference you were making.

"Wait… what?" he asked, his face scrunched in confusion.

"Yeah, well, I pass by him a lot when I'm walking down the street and I never really talk to him, but what if he's the world's most perfect man, and I've been missing out this whole time?" you asked him in a  very serious manner, watching his face change from confusion to worry, and then back to confusion, stuttering words, wondering what to say.

"What are you talking about!?" his eyes were wide, and then softened as soon as he heard The Sims 3 power up song, that he knew all too well with the amount you played it.

"Is this a stupid Sims reference" he rolled his eyes, your giggle giving him the answer, "Alright well, how about, instead of going out with Cycl0n3, I bring you out" he smirked, moving closer to play with you hair.

"I like the sound of that better" you stated, turning your head to kiss his nose, "Wanna go around six?"

"Sounds perfect, dress fancy" he left with a wink.

"Where going to a fancy place?" you asked, your eyes lighting up, your head following him as he walked behind the couch.

"Only the best for you" he leaned down and pecked your lips, causing you smile to grow.

The Sims only peaked your attention for so long. Eventually your Sim got married and had kids, and it got a little redundant, so you saved and quit the game and started to get ready, starting with you make up. Hoechlin was in the living room watching some TV. Dinner was an hour out, and all he had to do was put clothes on, which you prayed it was a full a suit.

Your make up never took too long, you had your routine down pat, and never really explored and experimented with anything. Your hair always took the longest, whether you curled it, straightened it, or put it in an updo , it always took some time. You decided to go with a cute little up do, curling it first and then pinning it up.

There was a dress in your closet that you've been waiting for a reason to wear, which meant Tyler had never seen it before. It was a black fitted, strapless dress with a slit up the right side, all the way up until the top of your thigh. You were looking forward to making his jaw drop, which is exactly what happened when you walked down the stairs, your heals clicking on the way over to him. 

As you wished, he was in a full tux. Clean white shirt, black tie, and over coat, and he looked absolute edible.

"Wow" he gaped, taking your hand and spinning you around to see the full view, while you blushed madly and twirled, "I've never seen this one before".

"Exactly" you winked, "I love when you wear a tux" you took a step back, giving him the same treatment he gave you without making him twirl around, his face turning pink in the process.

"Are you ready?" he grinned, hiking his arm up so you could take it, "your chariot awaits".

He led you out of the house, into his car, even opened and closed the door for you, not that he didn't usually do it, but it felt more special tonight.

As the night went on, you could feel Tyler growing more anxious. He wasn't the most impatient man, he was willing to wait for things, but he usually just grabbed whatever was offered to him, but today was different. The restaurant staff offered him 3 different seats, to which he all declined, and told them he wanted a booth, and even though the reservation was for 6, you didn't end up sitting down at the booth until 7. Not that you minded, Tyler was always very easy to talk to, the conversations always flowed smoothly, and time always went by fast when you were around each other since you would always get lost in conversation and thought.

When you got seated, Tyler was quiet, looking through the menu like it was the most interesting thing on the planet, even though you knew he was going to get a steak, like he always gets. It look him 15 minutes to decide, and he hasn't said a word to you since you sat down, you were beginning to think you did something wrong.

"Hey" you said softly, grabbing his hand, making him look you in the eye with a soft smile, "What's up?" 

He looked a little taken a back, "Nothing, why?".

"You declined 3 tables because they weren't booths, and you haven't said a word since we sat down, and then studied the menu only to get what you always get.." you stopped, studying him this time.

"Nothings wrong" he said with a smile.

"Ty" you cocked your head in slight annoyance, "I've known you for, four years, and I've lived with you for like three now, I think I know you a little better than you think I do."

"Y/n, nothing's wrong" he tried to convince you, "I promise, I'm just… I don't know, I guess I'm nervous about the audition today and it just got into my head a little bit".

"I thought you said it went good?" you asked, wondering what happened to make him so nervous.

"It did" he stated, taking a sip of his water, "Sometimes you just worry" he shrugged.

"Okaaaaayyy" you drew out, still feeling like it wasn't a real answer, but you dropped it, not wanting to push it further, he was already looking uncomfortable as it is.

The night went on as normal, you ordered you drinks, talked, ordered your food, talked, ate your food, talked, but the conversation felt a little forced, he was constantly looking around him, watching what everyone else was doing before turning his attention to you.

"Is something supposed to happen tonight?" you asked, peaking his curiosity. "No" he sipped his water, "why?"

"You keep looking around like someone you know is here or something" you shrugged, peaking at you chicken with your fork. Tonight was definitely weird.

"No" he shook his head, realizing how weird he was being, "I'm sorry, I'm just really distracted today, but I promise" he took your hand, "everything is okay, between us, and everything-" he got cut off by waiters bringing your dessert over, and every piece of worry went out the window when you saw your cheesecake sat down in front of you.

"Thanks" you grinned to waited, looking over the giant piece of chocolate cake in front of him.

You picked up your fork to dig in, when Tyler grabbed your attention, "I know it's cheesecake, but I wanted to continue this conversation".

"Okay" you smiled, putting the fork down and giving him your full attention.

"You know I love you right?" he asked, genuine concern in his eyes.

"Yeah" you smiled, "of course I do, do you know I love you more?"

He returned your smile with a grin, "I don't think that's possible".

"Oh yeah?" you challenged, "prove it."

"Right now?" he asked, giving you a suspicious grin.

"Right now" you confirmed, "but what about my cheesecake?"

"I don't think you'll be in the mood after this?" he winked.

"You sure do think a lot of yourself to think cheesecake is less important" you responded with a smirk.

"Okay, fine, dig in" he urged, watching you pick up the fork with suspicion and squinted eyes, and then digging in.

"You know I love you right?" he continued, as you savored the creaminess and nodded, "I love you more than anything in the world, more than any career, more than anything in this life. You are my whole world, and I can't imagine a day without your smile and laughter, or coming home at night to anyone else playing sims and eating bagel bites with FRIENDS playing in the background. You make me laugh every day, and genuinely enjoy life more than I ever have before, you make everything an adventure to me, and have brought me complete and genuine happiness, I never want to have a day without you, so…" he got up, fixing his coat in the process and taking something out of his pocket that sent your fork down to your plate with a clang that rang through the entire restaurant. "Y/n (y/l/n)" he said, bending down to one knee without taking his eyes off of you, "Will you do me the honor of marrying me?"

Tears immediately swelled your eyes, as you put your hands over your mouth like every movie ever. You felt like you couldn't breathe, much less respond, but you knew you had to choke one out because he's been down there for quite some time and you knew his anxiety was raging. You tried to cry out a yes, but words were not coming from your mouth, so you settled for a cliché nod with such eagerness that you thought all your hair came down from the updo you made.

Tyler took your hand from over you mouth and slid the ring onto your finger, giving your hand a kiss and then standing up to engulf you in a hug, burying his head into your neck as you ruined your make up on his shirt.

"I love you" you choked, sniffling, "I love you so much".

"I love you more" he replied into your ear, pulling back to give you a kiss, the sound of clapping finally filling your ears. You looked around to see the restaurant applauding the proposal as you both smiled and sat back down in your seats.

"So, was the cheesecake better than that?" he smirked at you, digging into his chocolate cake.

"It's pretty creamy, Ty" you smiled at him, giving him a wink.

"You're lucky I love you" he grinned, watching you dig back into the cheesecake.

"And I love you" you promised, holding up your left hand and blowing him kiss. He smirked and dug into his cake while you did the same thing, enjoying the momentary silence and bliss of everything that just happened.

Everything you ever dreamed of just became a reality. You knew you were going to marry Hoechlin one day, but you didn't know this was going to be the day that he asked you to do so, but it was real, in the near future, you were going to be Mrs. y/n Hoechlin.

[bjeanesthings]

Imagine being on a celebrity dating show and these are your candidates

Who would you choose?

Dylan O’Brien, Tyler Posey, Tyler Hoechlin & Ryan Kelly    from Teen Wolf

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[arlos-warm-drpepper]

I wanna test something. I feel like a post gets 10x the likes of you use a picture or GIF of tyler H in it. Lemme test

If this works then you’re all a bunch of sluts.

[imagine-the-feels]

Coming Back Home

Request:   Can I ask for a Derek Hale imagine? YN is Stiles older sister and she's known Derek since kids, BUT she became a witch (we need those in the show ) and went away to study her craft. when she came back, she helps the Pack and her and Derek finally confess their feelings. what do you think?

A/N: I am so bad at being on time someone help meeee. This also got angstier than I expected.

Word Count: 2,888

Warnings: Angst, Derek is a case (briefly)...and fluff

You knew it’d been awhile since you’d gone back to your home town. As you drove past the welcome sign, you felt an immediate shift of energy in the atmosphere around you, and the hair on you arms rose. The power within you stirred, and you fought down a shiver that crawled up the back of your neck.

Welcome back to Beacon Hills.

You were, in simple terms, a witch. Someone who had raw power coursing through their veins since birth, who could harness it into physical energy and spells in the world around you. You had been currently studying your craft in a secluded part of Canada, until your father had called for you to come back home.

The day you had found out about your abilities had been the day your adoptive mother Claudia Stilinski had passed away, and your adoptive father found you in the basement of the hospital surrounded by an green energy that looked poised to kill. He had eventually calmed you down, but soon he got you the help he couldn’t give you. He visited you as much as he could so that Stiles wouldn’t ask many questions. You both wanted him far away from the supernatural world, but it seemed from your Dad’s updates the attempts were futile.

Memories both good and bad flooded your senses as you drove through the streets of Beacon Hills, driving a nostalgic feeling into you as you remembered your childhood. From hot days of summer outing with the family, to getting into insurmountable trouble with mini Scott and Stiles, to falling in love with a young Derek Hale before you had to leave.

With all this going through your brain, you had to momentarily take a breather to have it not overwhelm you. Eventually you had reached your destination of the Beacon Hills Sheriff Department, and you took a deep breath before putting the car in park and walking into the station.

It seemed busy enough that no one saw you make a beeline straight to your Dad’s office, where you saw yourself facing the backs of Scott and Stiles while your Dad had an exhausted look on his face.

“So you’re telling me,” he sighed. “That Derek took a dip in the fountain of youth?”

“No,” Stiles corrected. “He was contained in a tomb full of Wolfsbane. In Mexico. In Aztec Ruins. Underneath a church.”

“Goddamn,” your Dad groaned, catching your eye and giving an expression that said “Do you see what I’m dealing with?”

“Well it’s a good thing I called in backup for you boys,” Sheriff Stilinski nodded towards you, and both boys turned around.

“(Y/N)!” Stiles yelled, grabbing you into his arms and burying his face into your hair. “Welcome back!” He mumbled, and you smiled, giving him one more big squeeze before stepping back to hug Scott.

“So who’s our backup?” Stiles questioned, and your Dad and you shared an eyeroll before you went over to give him a bear hug.

“I think it might be your sister,” Scott mumbled, and Stiles raised an eyebrow.

“My sister.” He stated, and everyone nodded. “(Y/N), who’s been away to a boarding school in Canada, is our backup for our supernatural problems. I find that hard to believe.”

“I’m literally right here Stiles,” you interrupted, but  he brushed it off.

“Dad,” he protested. “What can she possibly know about the supernatural?”

“A lot more than you might think Son,” he replied before looking down at you. “Do you wanna tell him or should I?”

“Tell me what?”

“My sister. (Y/N). Is a witch.”

“Stiles,” Scott warned from the passenger seat of the jeep, while Stiles drove to his house with you in the back. 

“My sister. (Y/N). Is Shego reincarnate.”

“Does that make Lydia Kim Possible?” Scott wondered.

“With you as Ron and my brother as Rufus the Naked Mole Rat?” You spoke up, giggling at the look on Stiles’ face.

“I do not appreciate that,” he mumbled.

“I don’t appreciate you talking about me like I’m not right here,” You shot back.

“Well you never are anyway,” Stiles snapped. “You’re never home and the one time you actually are you‘re dropping this bomb onto me like I’m not your brother and shouldn’t have already known!”

The air in the jeep became silent and tense, and you sighed. “Stiles---”

“It doesn’t matter anyways,” he muttered, resting is elbow on the car door. “Nothing ever does anymore does it.”

Surprised by the sudden turn of events, you sat back and looked out your window without another word. Before things could get tenser than it already was, Scott spoke up and started to fill you in on the situation.

Things got even more awkward when you came face-to-face with Derek Hale---who hadn’t aged a day since you last saw him. And while it was a nice memorable moment, you knew that’s not how it’s supposed to be.

The good news, he seemed just as awestruck to see you as you were to see him. 

“Goddamn,” he mumbled, a tiny smile lifting the corner of his lips. “I’m so glad I’m hitting that in the future.”

You choked on your own saliva at his words, rubbing the back of your neck while Stiles started whistling and Scott took a new interest in the floor. 

“I’m gonna go...get my laptop to start researching anything we missed,” Scott spoke up, turning around quickly and leaving. 

“I’m going to order pizza, and help him,” Stiles said right after, leaving just as suddenly.

Opening your mouth to call out after them, you couldn’t summon the words and when you turned back around Derek was sporting a confused look on his face. 

“When do you get back?” He questioned. “The last thing I remember is your Dad telling me you left to Boarding School up north...so when did you get back?”

You look down at your shoes, toeing your feet into the living room carpet. “You know, I’m not very good with keeping track of time, and I can’t remember---”

“Bullshit,” Derek interrupted, walking up to you where he still towered over you for about an inch. “You dig your toes into the ground when you’re lying. I know you that well enough.” He paused, raising his hand slowly to grasp your chin and bringing it up so you could meet his gaze. “Tell me the truth.”

You bit your lip shaking slightly because you knew just how angry he’d be. You didn’t say goodbye to him in the past for the exact same reason, and telling him you never came back was something you never thought you’d have to explain. But looking deep into his eyes and remembering all the time you both had together as well as the time lost, you felt a deep pull of regret in your gut. Why didn’t you come back?

“I never did,” you whispered, and you saw young Derek’s face morph into one of confusion and betrayal. He took a step back from you, taking a seat onto Scott’s couch while clasping his hands tightly.

“You...you never came back,” he repeated, slower. He looked up to meet your eyes, and you saw they reflected yours: brimming with unshed tears. “Not even for me?”

“I didn’t---I didn’t know if you wanted me back,” you stuttered. “If anyone wanted me to be back. I’m...dangerous, I’m unnatural---”

“And I’m not?!” He exclaimed. “I’m not everything you just described to me? I’m a werewolf (Y/N). I’m pretty sure you can’t get any worse than turning into a beast with fangs, claws, and a bloodlust every full moon.”

“You’ve  been that way your whole life!” You argued with him, your face burning in pent up emotions you’ve kept in. “Your family has been preparing for you to turn since you were born, they knew what to do! You didn’t have to be sent away to another country to try and control unnatural powers you had no idea you had!”

Your hands grasped at the back of your neck, and you started to pace while lifting your head to the ceiling. The tears were on the edge of rolling down your cheeks, and no matter how you tried, they fell as you continued to speak. “You didn’t have to leave behind your little brother---a spastic little boy who is literally a third of my world. You didn’t have to leave behind your father---the only parent figure I had  left alive, who had to lose his daughter right after his wife. You--you didn’t have to leave the boy you loved---who I dreamed of seeing again every night I was away.” 

You stopped, and a heavy silence fell within the house. You turned your back to Derek to avoid his burning gaze, breathing heavily. In the corner of your eye you saw your father in the doorway to the McCall house, and Stiles squatting on the staircase with unshed tears glistening in his eyes. Your breath hitched when you met their gazes, and you saw the anguish and regret in your Dad’s eyes...and the pure sorrow in Stiles’.

“You weren’t scared,” you mumbled to them. “Of what you could do to the people you loved if you so much as lifted a finger the wrong way. You didn’t have to wonder if they even wanted you back if you didn’t have the proper control.” 

You let the final tears slip down your cheeks before turning back to the boy who hadn’t changed since the time you left. “I’m sorry I never came back,” you breathed. “But I’m here now, I’m finally home and that’s what matters.”

You had a long talk with Stiles and your Dad. A long needed one that was filled with tears, apologies, laughs, and just all around love that you’ve missed for so long.

Pretty soon you were stable enough with your family to focus on Derek again, who hadn’t spoken a word to you since the day of your outburst. You’ve spent afternoons going through your spell books with him in Scott’s livingroom, with barely a word passed between the two of you. You both glanced at each other longingly when the other wasn’t looking, believing the spark that had once been so tangible between the two of you was inevitably gone.

“Anything yet?” Scott walked in, with the rest of the pack on his trail.

You sighed, throwing the book you were reading onto the coffee table before running both your hand downs your face. “Barely. I found something, but it’s not much to go by.”

“Anything is better than nothing,” Malia replied.

You looked towards younger Derek, to find him already staring at you. You looked away immediately, leaning forward onto your knees and wringing your hands. “Derek needs some sort of...”alarm” per say to awake his original form. This chick, Kate, has put him in a critical period of his life where he trusts her, and he needs to be reminded/given a reason to go back to the way he was.”

“You could date my sister without it being illegal if you go back to your original form,” Stiles spoke up. “That should be enough motivation.”

“Stiles,” you and Derek reprimanded.

“So, basically, we have to scare Derek into being older again?” Kira questioned, and you shrugged. 

“Essentially, yes.”

“Well this is good,” Scott gave you a small smile. “We sort of have a plan now, and we have a direction of where to go. For now, everyone should get some sleep. We did good today.”

You don’t remember how you got to the school, how you met up with Peter, or how you even remembered to put on socks before your shoes. All you remember is a blur of Scott and Malia waking the pack up to announce that Derek had gone missing, and now, here all 4 of your were, in the Beacon High School entrance steps.

After a frantic conversation with each other, you all were frozen as a humanoid creature with an animal skull on the head stood at the bottom of the steps with a menacing aura. 

“A Berserker,” you whispered, stepping back cautiously. You heard Peter curse underneath his breath, retreating with you. 

Malia growled, and Scott tensed.

“There’s only one, so that means we have a chance,” Peter said. 

“Of killing it?” Malia took a step forward, but you caught her arm and threw her behind you.

“No,” you breathed. “Of surviving. Go! I’ll hold it off as long as possible.”

“I can’t leave you--” Scott tried to protest, but once you turned your glare on him, your eyes a piercing green, he nodded reluctantly, turning and running with the others.

Almost as soon as they left you sent a small defensive blast of green energy towards the Berserker, causing it to stumble down a few steps---enough for you to run after Scott.

Too soon, you caught up to them on another set of stairs, and on the landing you all were surrounded by three of the Bersekers, with Peter nowhere to be found. You held your hands up in a protective shield, watching them all as Malia and Scott where on the ground hurt.

One stepped forward and you shot a blast in the shape of  a blade towards it, causing the monster to be thrown back into the wall. Without looking to see what happened to it next, you turned swiftly to kick the next one as hard as you could in its exposed stomach. The blow only made it pause, and soon, you were in hand to hand combat with the thing---you dodging and throwing jabs as often as possible.

Suddenly, you heard Scott’s frightened shout for Kira, and for a quick moment you turned to see her be thrown to the floor by the other Berserker. That moment of distraction allowed the one you fought against to slash you across the abdomen. In a startled cry, you bent over instinctively, only to have the Berseker kick you into the air, where you were sent flying back into the railing. The hard impact sent blood pooling from your temple, as you desperately grasped your stomach.

Malia scrambled over to you, holding down pressure while trying to reassure you. “(Y/N), we’re gonna get you out of here, this is going to be fine----” her voice cracked as she assessed how deep the wound was,and you grit your teeth in a failed attempt of caging a large cry.

Down below, your cry held Derek’s attention. “(Y/N),” he whispered in worry, taking a step towards the entrance.

“Derek! Focus on me,” Kate barked urgently. “Where is it!”

“I don’t care!” He yelled back. “That was (Y/N)! There’s something wrong.”

Without another word, he ran out, following the scent of pheromones as well as blood---your blood. His heart pounded in his ears as he pushed himself harder. When he found the Berserkers closing in on his friends, with you losing blood and fast, all he saw was red. He slashed, kicked, punched all he could, and there were vague moments of transformation he pushed away.

Before he knew it, a call had the Berserkers both running away, and he was staring after them, panting heavily.

“Derek?” Scott called tentatively, and he was snapped back to reality. he rushed over to where you lay shaking, hands covered in blood---too much blood. He brought you to his chest and lifted you bridal style, tensing when he heard your cry of pain.

“Shh,” he soothed. “You’re okay, you’re gonna be okay.” His heart clenched when your eyes fluttered open, and you gave him a side smile.

“Took you long enough, Babe,” you mumbled, causing a genuine laugh to burst from his mouth.

“You shouldn’t be the one blaming me for being late,” he replied, and you gave him a rueful smile before grimacing. “Okay, we gotta get you help sunshine.”

By the time you woke up, it looked like it was in the middle of the afternoon. The thing you noticed the most was that you were in your own room in your Dad’s house, and Derek was staring at you, at your bedside while holding your hand.

“You always did sleep in,” he whispered, and you grinned at him. Slowly, you moved your body to face his, trying to hold in the slight winces of pain that you could tell Derek heard.

“How much do you remember?” You said quietly, your eyes hopeful. 

Derek leaned forward, using his free hand to stroke your hair before he looked at you softly. “Everything.” 

When he noticed you closing your eyes in pain at the memories he placed his face directly in front of yours. “Hey,” he called, and you opened your eyes slowly. “I love you,” he declared firmly, and your eyes built up with tears for like the fourth time this week. “I’ve never stopped loving you, and a few years of you being absent isn’t going to change that. Because now that you’re back, I intend to make up for every lost minute we had.”

A lone tear fell down your cheek, and you nodded. “I love you too, Derek.” 

He left a lingering kiss on your forehead, before leaning back. “Thank God.”

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Lol the look Tyler Posey is giving that guy is just goals.

[emiliaclarkesdragons]

Hale/Alpha Pack Series

Part 1 - “ Surely, they weren’t just going to ask “ - Here

Part 2 - “ This was your idea! “ - Here

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The girl that hates me just picked up my phone because I have a ring thing on the back and she just read my all my tumblr imagines ;-;

Shoot me

[supernaturalteenwolf14]

Imagine: Derek Giving You Relationship Advice ;)

Warning!!! Slight Smut

You were just finishing up training with Erica, Isaac, Boyd and your alpha, Derek. In all honesty you didn’t want to be here, but it was nice to work out some of your anger. Your boyfriend of three years just dumped you for somebody else, that somebody else being your best friend. Needless to say your single, and you have no best friend anymore. 

“Go home, we will start again tomorrow” Derek said. You gathered your backpack and started to head out. “Y/N! I need to speak with you” Derek said you rolled your eyes, Private talks with Derek usually meant you’ve done something wrong. You looked back at the sympathetic looks from the rest of your pack as they left. 

You walked back and set your backpack down where it was before. You looked at Derek prepared for his yelling. 

“You did well today” He said. You stared at him in shock not knowing what to say it was one thing for Derek to be slightly nice, but to say you actually did well? He must be poisoned with wolves bane or something.

“Sorry what?” You asked. 

“You were different today, you had more anger built inside of you, I could feel it, everyone else could too. Why?” He asked walking closer to you.

“You want the truth?” You asked. 

“I would be able to tell if you were lying” He said.

“Senior year is kicking my ass, I’m a freaking werewolf, my foster parents are terrible people, Scott and Stiles don’t like me anymore because I joined your pack, oh and my boyfriend who I’ve been with for three years cheated on me, with my best friend!” You ranted. You haven’t been able to talk to anyone and to be honest you didn’t even know most of those things were bothering you.

“What are you going to do?” He asked. 

“About what?” You asked confused. 

“About your anger?” He asked. 

“Nothing?” You asked confused “I mean you said it made me a better fighter today”

“You have a different type of anger, you’re keeping it bottled inside you, that isn’t going to be helpful on the next full moon” He said. 

“What do you want me to do?” You asked. 

“Do something that makes you less angry, happy” He said.

“What would make me happy is to kill my ex, and I can’t do that” You joked. 

“Killing it too easy” He said walking up to you and bringing his mouth right next to your ear. You could feel his hot breath and it made you weak to your knees. “Make him jealous” He whispered. 

“How?” You whispered.

“How mad you think he’ll be when you come to school tomorrow with another man’s scent all over you” He said. He’s on to something. Your ex what a werewolf and he does have a jealous side. 

“Who’s scent?” You asked.

“Mine” He said pinning you up against the wall. You have to admit, you’ve always thought Derek was hot but he never turned you on this badly. He looked at you waiting for approval. You nodded you head erratically, you wanted him, no you needed him. 

He started trailing kisses up your neck until he reached you lips and kissed them. The feeling wasn’t like anything you’ve felt before. These kisses gave you more than just butterflies. 

You felt his hands on your thighs and they moves tauntingly slow. You thought you were going to loose control when his fingers entered you. Pumping in and out.

“Ah!” You exclaimed in pleasure. He took his pants and boxers off and roughly grabbed your pants, and underwear down. Once he was back up he hiked on of your legs around his waist. He was going to take you right up against this wall. One thrust and he was completely inside you. He waited a moment so you could get used to his size, a size in which I may add, is a lot bigger than your ex. 

“Move” You whispered, and he obliged. Thrusting in and out of you over and over. You could feel your orgasm coming every time his hips met yours. The thing that really sent you over the edge was his low and deep moans in your ear. Before you knew it both of you reached your climax at the same time. 

You both stayed embraced for you don’t know how long. Catching your breath, you didn’t believe that that just happened. 

“I’ve been wanting to do that for a while now” He said finally pulling out of you.

“Why?” You asked. Confused why he would want you of all people. He tucked a piece of your hair being your ear. And for the first side you saw Derek’s walls down, it was like he was a completely different person.

“You’re the first person I’ve ever trusted since my sister died, you’re real, and you never looked at me like the others do, you see me as a real person” He said. It’s true, when Stiles and Scott thought Derek was the alpha you thought differently, you went to Derek for help after being bitten the same night Scott was. He trained you. You defended him when needed, hell you even bailed him out of jail because you needed his help learning control. You gave him a place to stay other than staying at the old Hale house. You brought him food. You took care of him as a thanks for saving you from killing innocent people. 

“So this isn’t just a one time thing?” You asked. 

“Do you want it to be a one time thing?” He asked.

Instead on answering you grabbed his teeshirt and pulled him closer to you in a kiss. “Hell no” You whispered and for the first time, you saw a real and genuine smile form upon his lips.