#Issac lahey fanfiction

[princessofgotham777]

I need to rewatch teen wolf so I can write fanfic

(Like this if you’d read a teen wolf fanfic that’s very friendgroup based (the reader would be besties with Scott stiles allison lydia and Isaac) the romantic interest would probably be Isaac but I could do like imagines with Scott and stiles too. Also it would be angst, fluff, and hurt/comfort, I don’t write smut.

[stereksthings]

does anyone know that au on ao3 where a new monster has come to Beacon Hills and the pack don’t know what it is/how to kill it but Talia had information about it in a book but it burnt in the fire and the only way to get it is by someone going back in time.

Stiles goes back in time and accidentally makes himself known to Laura and Peter who are out in the Preserve and he ends up falling in love with Derek (and vice versa) - sorry for such a vague description 😭

i’m not sure if i’m confusing two plots together but i remember a chapter where Derek can smell himself on Stiles and is confused so he ends up strangling him. Also, whilst Stiles is time travelling, he ends up falling in love with Derek and everything that is happening during this timeline the Derek of the present time remembers everything that happened. I hope this makes sense 😂

Ive literally searched everywhere and i can’t find it 😭 i think i found it from either @sourmiguel or @justanothersterekficgirl but it was quite a while ago !!

[aloneatpeace]

Cosmic Chaos

Chapter 22

Earlier On

“Is there is reason why you have this haunted look on your face?” Dean Winchester asks Sheila Bennett, Sam Winchester his younger brother who eyeing the ancient book that Sheila set on the car hood.

“I am sure that you know that wendigos don’t usually bite someone in order to transfer its soul to next victim.”

“Unless it’s felt threatened.” Dean completed looking more puzzled at the words.

“And it just doesn’t bite one but two, and does this ever happened when the two of you went hunting wendigos?”

“How did it know we were coming.?”

 “It wasn’t afraid of us.” Sam speak up making Dean turns to him, the youngest Winchester’s points at now opened book, there a figure of women with a crown on her head on the next page are the manuscripts that related to the figure.

Sheila sighs whispering your name “it knew her presence. Her powers…...she herself should be myth, her raw power could obliterate universe she doesn’t know how much power she holds within her. the chaos magic seems bond with her. and that not just it” she turns the pages pointing at a picture of bird that looks like phoenix with burning fire wings.

“What’s that?” dean ask leaning down towards the book to take a good look with squinted eye scanning the figure.

“I have no idea; would you believe me if I say when I was looking to her magic something akin a shooting star come right into my ritual and chaos magic and whatever this is started repel each other until its started co exit right when she came in.”

Dean exhales “I think I would.” Dean cross his arms “How does this even a problem though. If the power chooses her, a power that something beyond our sense, it might have reason, right?”

“If a wendigo could sense her presence and knows about her existence, about her power it might be trouble.” Sheilla objected looking away from the book with her hands curling into her palm.

Sam shakes his head “I’m sure she can handle them plus her friend is werewolf and you would there too, But the problem is if she does not choose right path, we might big problem though.”

Dean shrugs “I might only know her for few hours but I can say, she’s far from evil.” Sam nod

“She won’t hurt anyone with her power but what if some situations arise, where she has to bend her morals.” Sheila says quickly “chaos magic something I never dealt with, its legend I fear I might not able help her at all.”

“Like when she knows you’re going to die?” Sam said though it sounded like question its was statement.

Sheilla knows that it’s the truth, what you saw was her fate Sheila Bennett is going to die soon and that’s how it should.

Dean and Sam stay silent because they know they have no right to say in this when if one of them had the fate the other would go to hell and back to save one another, they know they would bend their morals for each other, sacrifice in order to save each other.

“Wouldn’t you do it.?” Sam argued with certainty in his eyes “what if she and you were to switch place wouldn’t you do the same” Sheilla doesn’t have a response to his questions. What can she say if she said yes that would wrong and right and if she says no that would be equally wrong and right considering who she is.

“Sam” dean shakes his head at him.

“No dean, you would do it for me and I would do it for you, there is no denying that.” He proclaimed “fearing her would only complicate things, she needs you more than ever so I recommend that you would come clean to her.”

Sheila takes in Sam’s proposition, would she do it will her morals allows her to do so, witches are the protecters of nature and you defy nature by merely existing.

“She doesn’t need anyone that fear when she or us doesn’t even fully know what she is . what she need is someone to relay on.” Sam eyes were watery when he ended his words, he doesn’t know why the slight thought of someone viewing any less than you made his heart ache.

Present

Derek eyes follow his uncle peter with glare as they walk towards their home, peter feet had a bounce in his heel humming a God’s know what song, the mere sight of his uncle…psychotic uncle annoyed him more than anything that he feels like the three of you were far better and bearable.

“You know, I think you actually burned a hole on the back of my head with all your glaring.” Peter glance back at his nephew with mock sadness on his face.

Derek stops in his tracks “You won’t have scott on your side if you threaten them.”

  “Yeah, but being an alpha you have to show that you’re one but it didn’t go well. You know I wasn’t planning this to go this way.” He sighs “I wasn’t expecting her to be there, I thought we meet at hospital considering that’s where we first meet. But she keeps defying my predictions.”

Derek’s jaw clenches as with his hands in his pocket he glances away from his uncle before speaking “What do plan to do with her.?”

 Peter turns to derek with a fake innocence look on his face “Oh, me. nothing.” Derek speeds towards his uncle hands on peters throat his nail digging into flesh, he is slammed to near tree.

“Tell me, now.” Derek demanded his eyes changing a low snarl leave his lips.

Peter lips curled into a smirk “I was wondering how you had gone soft after what happened, but I think I know now.” He kicks derek sending crashing to few feet away.

“Isn’t she something else.” He grins feeling more amused at derek confused look “please don’t tell you think she’s just a witch. I thought you were smarter than this.”

He walks towards him crouching down next to derek “She is far more than just a witch derek. And seems to me she knows who caused the fire all those years ago. that’s something very interesting isn’t it.”

Peter stands up with smile, derek stands up “She’s not some puppet that you can use.” Derek yelled.

“Not a puppet but she would make good pup though. She has the potential. “He teased leaving derek stand with dread settling in him, what does peter knows about you that he doesn’t even know.

You did not think this through at all, as promised Chris Argent drives you to home the two of you sits in silence.

“You look like you wanna tell me something.” Chris argent said glancing at you.

You perk up “Huh, yeah. You know my grams sort known as a witch, right?” He nods “well yesterday me and grams went to a filed trip….and we meet the Winchester brother and along the conversation…they said you guys were Hunters.” Chris hands tighten around the wheels.

Not exactly the truth but some times lying is alright and its not the time to reveal your powers.

“How much do you know about what’s happening here.?” Chris questioned without looking away from the road.

“Not much, just that there is werewolf, an alpha going around killing people. and you’re looking for it and a beta, and that you think jackson is one.” you shrug Chris let out a humorless laugh.

“That is basically everything. “   

You nod hands molded into fist in your lap “if he is one, are you going to kill him.?” your voice came out as whisper barely audible but the silent surrounding made your words audible to Chris. 

With perplexed look on his face Chris turns to you, fear and concern evident in your eyes for the male in question he sighs “No, we have code. We are not going to hurt a teenager. You don’t need to worry about your friend.”

“What If one of you broke the code.” The car comes to halt, for some reason Chris feel this as fact not a simple what if. Questions starts to arise in his mind not even registering you get out the car.   

You lean towards the window “not to sound ominousness but you should tell Allison about what you guys really are, teenagers don’t like secret especially something like this, I know you are trying to protect her but she might not take it that way.”

Without a word you walk leaving Chris perplexed.

You tread inside the house without a care skipping towards the hallway and swing open the door to the room and throw yourself on the bed letting out a loud sigh.

“You look beat.” Danny chuckle from his desk turning on his chair to face you, humming you close your eyes before opening a yawn leaves your lips.

“Half dead but still kicking.”

Shaking his head at your words with amusement danny, standing up he goes to his closest taking out a bag walking towards the bed he put the bag beside you, grabbing your hands he pulls you up ignoring your halfhearted protest.

“I was on hunt for costume, along the way I found this. It was too good to leave it there.” He takes the bag and place it on your lap.

You open the bag mouth opening wide when you take out outfit, its looks straight out of anime game armor outfit the golden and red color goes really well together, that’s not just it, clothing accessories and there is a golden earring as well as hair accessories its truly stunning.

“Danny this is amazing.” You voice was dreamy still taken in the outfit hands tracing the smooth fabric.

“It could be like red riding hood but sexier and cooler.” Danny sits beside you “about sexy do you have stiles cousin Miguel’s number?” scrunching your nose at that you try to think who danny is talking about.

“Miguel?”

Danny nods his head “you know, 6 feet black hair, dark eyes broad shoulders great jawline, clean shave.”

Your lips stretched in to an ‘O’ shape finally grasping about who he was talking about “Oh Miguel! Sorry danny I don’t have it, but you know what I’ll let him know.”

He frowns at you falsely “you’re bitchless.” His lips curling up.

Gasping you hit him “look who’s talking.” Scoffing you take out your phone feeling it vibrate it stiles.

“I gotta go, its stiles.” You put the outfit back as well as your phone.

Danny nod walking you out “Hey, you have anyone taking you to school Halloween party.?”

“No, but I did ask Issac. But I don’t know if he come though” you sigh opening the door holding the bag in one hand. “You gotta save me dance whatsoever.” You add with serious face. 

“Yes ma’am.” He chuckled opening his arms to hug you, hugging him back with a one last way you walk out straight to stiles home.

STILINSKI HOUSE

You and stiles peek around the corner watching stiles dad going through the case you glance at stiles “Are we sure, we must do this?”

“yes”

“Why does feel like we are going commit a crime.”

Stiles shrugs “Well it won’t be first illegal thing we do. Now come on.” He takes hold of your arms grabbing you out before you can escape. 

You and stiles sit down at the table “Whatcha doing?” stiles ask innocently

“Work.”

“Anything we can help with?” you offer with an equal innocent smile Noah looks up at your voice eyes narrowing at you. he shakes his head he turns to stiles

“You know, if you poured me an ounce of whiskey, that would be awfully nice.” He said before going back to the papers.

“Any leads?” you glance down at the papers while stiles pour the drink.

“You know I can't discuss that with you.”  while Noah was distracted stiles pour the drink almost at the brim.

“Okay. There you go, Dad. Bottoms up.” You and stiles watch Noah drown the drink still focused on the papers, you glance nervously at Noah. 

“You know, Derek Hale would be a whole hale of a lot--Hale of a lot...?” his words start to get slurred making stiles complete the sentence

“Hell... Yes... He would be a hell of a lot easier to catch if we could get an actual picture of him.”

 Stiles incredulously yells “How do you not have a picture of him?”

“It’s the weirdest thing... It's like every time we tried to get a mug shot, it's like two laser-beams were pointing at the camera.” You glance at the photo and he’s right derek face isn’t on the picture the only way you know it’s derek is because of his stupid black jacket.

“Weird right.”

Noha nod before closing his eyes “Oh, my God... Ohhh! God, that ounce hit me like a brick. And I have said way too much, and if you repeat any of that—"

“Dad, it's us we not gonna say anything. Come on!”

“See, the thing is, they're all connected... I mean, the bus driver that got killed? He was an insurance investigator assigned to the Hale House Fire.”

"Terminated under suspicion of fraud." You read out loud handing the paper to stiles

“Exactly.”

 “Who else?” you and stiles ask curiously at the same time making Noah look at the two of you before letting out a laugh.

 “The video store clerk who got his throat slashed? He's a convicted felon-- history of arson.”

“What about the other two guys, the guys who got killed in the woods?” stiles ask. You lean back in your chair crossing your arms over your chest.

“Priors all over their records, including—”

“Arson, they all had something to do with the fire, that burned the Hale house.” Stiles glance at you as you speak.

Does that mean what you saw was truth?.

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[katherinewinchester13]

Sweet tea in the summer

Cross your heart, won't tell no other

And though I can't recall your face

I still got love for you

Your braids like a pattern

Love you to the moon and to Saturn

Passed down like folk songs

The love lasts so long

And I've been meaning to tell you

I think your house is haunted

Your dad is always mad and that must be why

And I think you should come live with

Me and we can be pirates

Then you won't have to cry

Or hide in the closet

And just like a folk song

Our love will be passed on

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Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski

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A regular patrol around their land takes a turn for the worse when Derek and Isaac run into a unwanted visitor. Just when Derek thinks they are in the clear, he wakes to find not his beta beside him but a crying blonde haired baby right where he left Isaac. The pack stumbles over themselves as their alpha and emissary navigate this new dynamic and find each other along the way.

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AKA Isaac is de-aged, Derek and Stiles try to reverse the change but they find something better along the way

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nsfw (not smut but like, mdni) (ᡣ𐭩) fluff (❀) smut (𐂯) hurt/comfort (✧)

here's a list of all of my works so far!! enjoy! leave requests pls!

stiles stilinski:

✮stiles, are you hard right now? in which you and stiles end up in a... tight situation (ᡣ𐭩)

✮in his flannel you show up for a study session in a particular choice of clothing (❀)

✮that was the best sleep i've had in months taking a car ride nap never sounded so good (❀)

✮kiss it better stiles helped calm you down the only way he could think of (✧)

✮the kind of love you deserve you go on a date with theo, and it's all stiles can think about (✧)

liam dunbar:

✮thank you for saving me liam lets his anger get the best of him and now you're hurt (✧)

headcanons:

✮high with stiles hc (ᡣ𐭩)

✮stiles x reader: roommates to lovers hc (ᡣ𐭩)

✮dating liam hc (❀)

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Issac

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[hyunjin-amore]

Isaac Lahey x Top male reader

☁️-Fluff

Isaac Lahey was used to being the alpha, the dominant one in any relationship. As a werewolf, he exuded power and strength, both physically and emotionally. That was until he met you, a dominant male who was strong in his own right. It was a breath of fresh air and a challenge, but the attraction between you and Isaac was undeniable.

 

You met Isaac during one of his regular visits to the local coffee shop. He was there, brooding over his textbook and nursing a cup of coffee. You couldn't help but notice him the way his intense gaze seemed to follow you as you ordered your usual latte. With a smirk, you decided to make the first move, walking straight over to his table and taking a seat opposite him. From the moment you locked eyes, there was a spark a silent understanding that ran between you.

 

Isaac was taken aback by your confidence, but he couldn't deny the pull he felt toward you. You were different from anyone he had ever met, and he found himself drawn to your strength and your commanding presence. Despite his initial reservations, Isaac found himself opening up to you, sharing things he hadn't spoken about with anyone else.

 

As you spent more time together, the dynamics of your relationship became clear. You were the dominant one, and Isaac found himself surprisingly comfortable with that. It wasn't that he had ever considered himself submissive, but with you, he found himself relinquishing control in a way that felt natural and freeing.

 

The chemistry between you and Isaac was electric, and it wasn't long before your relationship turned physical. The way Isaac responded to your touch, the way he surrendered himself to you, was intoxicating. It was as if you had unlocked a side of him that he hadn't known existed, and he was grateful for it.

 

But it wasn't just about physical attraction. Your relationship with Isaac went deeper than that. You became each other's confidants, sharing your hopes, fears, and dreams with each other. There was a level of trust between you that transcended any physical connection, and Isaac found himself relying on you in ways he never thought possible.

 

Of course, being in a relationship with a werewolf wasn't without its challenges. There were times when Isaac's alpha instincts clashed with your dominant nature, creating tension and sparks. But through it all, you and Isaac were both committed to making it work. You learned to compromise, finding ways to balance your respective needs and desires. It wasn't always easy, but the love and passion between you made it all worthwhile.

 

As your relationship deepened, Isaac began to realize just how much you meant to him. He had never felt this kind of connection with anyone before, and he knew that he never wanted to let you go. With a sense of determination, he made it clear that he wanted to be with you to build a future together.

 

For the first time in a long time, Isaac allowed himself to be vulnerable and to openly express his feelings for you. It was a side of him that few people had ever seen, and it only served to strengthen the bond between you. You, in turn, made it known that you felt the same way and that you were dedicated to making the relationship work.

 

Together, you and Isaac faced the challenges of being in a supernatural world, supporting each other through the dangers and uncertainties that came with it. You became each other's pillars, finding strength and comfort in each other's presence. It was a partnership built on trust, respect, and an unyielding love that seemed to defy all odds.

 

As time went on, your bond with Isaac only grew stronger. You continued to navigate the complexities of your relationship, always finding ways to make it work. The love and passion between you never wavered, and you found solace in the fact that you had found someone who truly understood and accepted you for who you were.

 

In the end, you and Isaac realized that the power dynamics in your relationship weren't about control or dominance; they were about mutual respect and understanding. You found a balance that worked for both of you, allowing your love to flourish and grow.

 

To the outside world, you and Isaac may have seemed like an unlikely pair, but to each other, you were everything. You were partners, confidants, and lovers, bound together by a love that transcended any boundaries or expectations. And as you stood side by side, facing whatever challenges came your way, you knew that with Isaac by your side, there was nothing you couldn't conquer.

[sunnyie-eve]

42 | Sickness

Series: Indispensable | Teen Wolf

Paring: (Stiles Stilinski x OFC Martin)

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: confused feelings, Isaac leaving unexpectedly

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At the moment Stiles, Julia, and Lydia were on their way to the station to let Parish know he's on the list. When they get there he tells them they can wait for Noah in his office so they say they want to speak to him.

In private they show him the list and he goes over it saying he had looked up all the names and got nothing on them so Lydia shows him the last name one the list which was his.

"What's the number?"

"That's how much you're worth." Julia answers him.

"I'm worth 5 dollars!?"

"Five million." Stiles corrects him.

"I only make 40,000 a year." He looks at the list, "Maybe I should kill myself." He says before asking why he's on there.

"Honestly, that might be a question for another day. Right now, there's still another third of the list we gotta crack." Stiles tells him so Lydia says they need to talk to Meredith to help them.

He ends up agreeing to help them talk to Meredith so they all go to talk to her in hopes she can help again. "Oh come on." Julia groans seeing Brunski making Stiles groans too.

"What the hell are we running here?" He walks over to them taking the keys from the other guy. He tells Parrish he can talk to her all he wants but the other three can't.  Parrish says they are crucial witnesses. Brunski demands he return with a court order.

He then turns to Stiles and says his father needs to pay his bill since it is overdue. He cracks wise about public jobs not being as reliable as they once were. Parrish points out public jobs are useful when you need a favor like last month when Canaan PD helped you get home after blowing a 0.1 on a Breathalyzer. Brunski relents before they enter Meredith's room.

Meredith says she can't tell them the third cypher key because things have changed. She says The Benefactor doesn't want her to tell them.

"What's his name? You could just tell us his name." Lydia stand up pacing the room as Meredith shakes her head.

"Okay, you're shaking your head. What's that mean?" Stiles asks, "Does that mean you don't know? Or you don't want to help us?"

Meredith says she can't help anymore making Lydia ask more questions as Meredith shakes her head frantically, "Lydia, stop being so pushy." Julia speaks up but she kept pushing. "Lydia, stop it." Julia stands up as Meredith starts to shake her head more. "Meredith it's okay. You're gonna be all right." Julia moves closer to her bending down.

After repeating she doesn't know, Meredith then yells it  causes Julia and Lydia to move backwards. Julia fell backwards so Stiles helps her stand up seeing that her ears were bleeding then looks at Lydia to see the same.

Once they leave, the three end up going to Stiles house trying to figure out the remaining cypher key. They kept thinking maybe it would be another dead person's name but they've tried all the dead they could think of and nothing worked.

Lydia is worried that she's driven the only other Banshee they've ever met over the edge. Stiles tells her it's not her fault, that he and Julia were there too. This exchange gets him thinking about banshees and how they know when someone is going to die. He suggests that the third cypher key may be the name of someone who's not dead yet but will be.

Lydia looks at him trying to think about it as Julia closes her eyes and concentrates before having a name come to her. She gets off of Stiles bed walking over to Lydia with the laptop before typing out the name.

The key works and the rest of the list is revealed and they see Meredith's name on the list, so Lydia says they need to call Parrish. He ends up telling Lydia that Meredith took her own life right after they left her earlier in the night.

As Lydia stands there in slight shock, Stiles looks as Julia still looking at the list, "What was the name?" He asks not seeing what she typed.

"Derek." She sits down and at the same time Lydia leave the room to go splash her face with water in the bathroom.

Stiles walks over to Julia staring at the computer screen so he bends down next to her, "You okay?"

"Honestly no." She shakes her head, "Meredith killed herself and Lydia feels responsible. Derek is apparently going to die. Isaac is M.I.A but told me not to worry about him which only makes me worry more." She looks at him, "I hate that we can't save everyone."

"We can try to save a much as we can." He tells her, "And as for Isaac, I'm sure he okay. I hate how he's  making you worry about him at a time like this. If he's gonna disappear he should've waited."

"I just hope he has a good reason..." Julia rolls her eyes.

"I don't understand why leave you and not give a lot of details. Especially if you guys are like kinda together now."

Julia laughs a bit, "Is that what you think? Isaac and I are together now?"

"It seems like it and Malia said you guys got together so I assumed." He lets her know.

"Yeah, we got together but I don't know."

"Don't want there to be something?" He asks watching her mess with her fingers.

"Again, I don't know 100%. Do I want to be in a relationship in general? Yes and no. I just wanna be with someone who really cares about me the way I care about them. Someone I can rely on that will always be there for me. Is that Isaac? Who knows? He's not even here. I have no idea where he is."

"Well, I know he cares about you because he hates me." He says making her laugh.

"He doesn't hate you. He feels like you with Derek at times in the past." She tells him.

"I don't care how he feels about me. But he'll come back around and if not he's stupid to lose you. Trust me, I know." He nudges her leg slightly so she embraces him in a hug thanking him.

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"Where's Lydia and Julia?" Kira asks the group as they stand in line at school for their PSATs.

"They took it their freshman year." Stiles tells her.

"Does that mean I could have taken it some other time?" Malia asks.

Scott says she studied harder than any of them and adds that while they're trying not to die, they still need to live. He says if he survives high school he would like to go to college. Then Kira points out that the test only takes three hours to complete and they can survive three hours.

While they take their test Scott seems to know the answers and is quickly filling in the bubbles on his answer sheet. Stiles seems surprised by one of the questions while Malia seems stumped by the whole process. At the same time Sydney sitting over one row and behind Stiles collapses to the floor.

Mrs. Martin notices a pattern of red and white welts on Sydney's arm. Natalie says everything is fine and Sydney sits back down to resume the test but then Mrs. Martin takes her phone and orders that no one should leave the room.

Agents with the CDC, dressed head to toe in yellow bio-hazard suits, enter the school. They proceed to set up a quarantine area in one of the larger classrooms. They have two rows of beds. Each is covered by a clear plastic tent. The outside of the school is also covered in clear plastic.

Sheriff Stilinski arrives outside the school. Bio-suited men and women are rushing back and forth. He asks one CDC worker for an update. She says the incident is a hopefully a false alarm but that the details provided have concerned the CDC and local health authorities enough to order a quarantine. He tells her that his son is in the school which he says won't be a conflict but is stressful.

Noah ends up texting Julia, who was at home trying to get Isaac on the phone but he would only send basic texts to her. Hearing the news from Noah, she leaves her house getting worried because the grip was there but also her mom was too.

"Noah, what's going on?" She rushes over to him.

"They won't exactly say what it is but they are isolating them. Some are sick inside." He tells her.

"And this randomly happened?" She asks so he nods his head, "Noah, what if it wasn't just an accident? Remember the list? Three people in there are on that list." She tells him.

At the same time inside the group was trying h to figure out what was going on. Malia tunes her enhanced hearing on the workers outside the school. She tells Stiles they seem to be taking it very seriously and that his dad is there with Julia. Stiles says he should call him and reaches for his phone but The Chemist says the phone won't work because CDC shut down all communications around the school to avoid a public panic.

Stiles walks over to the window looking out to see Julia and his dad talking looking concerned about what was going on.

Not much later, Sheriff Stilinski and Agent McCall question the CDC worker about the situation. But she smarts off at them that since both their sons are inside, they can debrief each other. McCall also heard that it was smallpox so Noah tells him what Julia brought up about another assassin at work.

Scott's eyes were still flashing back and forth from normal to red. Malia's claws won't retract. Mr. Yukimura says the virus is affecting them in a way it won't hit humans. Stiles says they have to stay out of site but they have trouble deciding a spot in the school that will hold them. They think maybe the basement but Scott says there are too many ways out. Stiles suggests they use the vault. They decide that the Hales would have an escape route somewhere inside the school.

Using a set of blueprints of the school, they figure out where the vault must be in relation to the rest of the school. Mr. Yukimura suggests it would probably be accessible from the basement. Stiles collapses. He has developed signs of infection on his hand. Mr. Yukimura says they're all getting sick. Kira says she doesn't feel sick but he says it is affecting her neurologically. He shows her the answer sheet from the test and it looks like she tried to fill in the bubbles but kept missing them. Her marks are all over the page.

Later at night while they were all in the vault, Lydia shows up at the school and Noah lets her over with him and Julia.

"What's happening?" She asks them so Noah says they're working on it.

"Another assassin so mom is okay but the others not so much." Julia tells her.

As the two sisters wait alone watching everything, Noah walks over asking if they had anything feeling about what was going on. They both tell him they know someone was going to die tonight and they were certain about that feeling.

At the moment, Stiles was looking for Mr. Yukimura in the CDC's triage area. He spots coach and realizes that he is the only adult to become infected. Stiles tears through coach's office looking for something that might have caused him to become ill. He finds nothing but does notice a stack of Permission Slip/Liability Release Forms. The top few are stamped with "APPROVED" in red but midway through, the color becomes fainter and fainter until coach changed to black ink.

Stiles notices black ink fingerprints on a coffee mug and remembers how each student had to ink their thumbs before taking the PSAT. He realizes that the ink pad was the source of the outbreak just as "The Chemist" steps into the room with a hand gun.

The Chemist walks Stiles into the locker room and explains that the virus doesn't kill humans. He demands to know where Scott and the rest are hiding. He says he'll kill Stiles if he doesn't tell. Stiles closes his eyes as the assassin places the barrel of the gun to his forehead and begins his countdown. When he gets to 2 there is a gunshot and blood sprays all over Stiles' face.

A small hole has appeared in the middle of The Chemist's forehead. He falls to the floor. A hazmat suited figure walks through the door. It is Scott's dad. Rafe McCall explains that he got a call from Melissa. He says he doesn't know what it means but she said there is an antidote, reishi mushrooms, in a jar on one of the shelves inside the vault. So Stiles rushes to tell Scott.

When everyone started to feel better, Noah and sheriff the girls enter the school. They rush to her mother who says she was just trying to get a little overtime making them laugh.

[jennyandforest]

To All The Stiles

Stiles Stilinski X Reader X Issac Lahey

Summary // I wondered how would To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before be if it was set in Teen Wolf? Then I made it.  Y/N is Laura Jean, Stiles is Peter and Issac is just added for fun.

PART 1 (don’t ask when part 2 is cause idk)

Author’s note // this does not follow the timeline of the show, I just kind of made it with characters I liked and remember so this is DEF not historically accurate.  

and of course it’s a love triangle ;) 

WARNINGS// teen drinking, drunk kiss, swearing

You frowned at what was supposed to be your lunch from the school cafeteria and pushed the tray slightly away from you. Guess you would just have to wait till you got home to eat. 

You looked around the cafeteria waiting for Stiles and Scott to come when Stiles slams open the door to the cafeteria. He makes a scared expression seemingly not knowing his own strength. He searches the cafeteria crowd for a few minutes, finally his eyes land on you and he begins marching over, clearly on a mission. 

He sits in front of you, “Be my girlfriend” He states rather than asks.

You scoff, “Well hello to you too. I thought you would’ve maybe started off with something like, I don’t know, how has your day been?” You say slowly opening and drinking your water. 

He grunts, closes his eyes and shakes his head quickly, “No I- I mean, pretend to be my girlfriend. I have this new theory I made up,” You hum in response for him to continue, “You see, I think this will work! If I make you my girlfriend, pretend obviously,” 

“Obviously.” You agree 

“I could make Lydia super jealous! So jealous in fact, that she’ll be dying to date me and bam! I have Lydia as a girlfriend!” 

You look up from where you had been digging in your bag and watch him for a couple of seconds. You had been a transfer to Beacon Hills during your sophomore year; the pack instantly took you in and made you feel included. 

“Well?!” He asks impatiently. 

“I think it’s the worst idea ever. And anyways wouldn’t Lydia be more turned off that you have a girlfriend? Wouldn’t that make her go ‘whoa! he’s taken. Don’t want to mess with their relationship.’ And even if it did work, what would I get out of it?” 

Stiles scoffs, “Like I haven’t thought of that? And you’ll get-“ 

You stop paying attention as Issac Lahey enters the cafeteria with all the new popular kids that seemed to turn gorgeous overnight. It was like they were on one of those makeover shows you and Allison watch together, super bizarre. You have been swooning over Issac as soon as he had his transformation. What could you say? The man was hot! And he knew it! It was like he was walking on air. And the way the light hits his chestnut curls. And the way his lips are plum and pink and you could only imagine what was under that shir-

“Y/N. Y/N… Y/N!” Stiles yells at you as you openly gawk at Isaac. 

“Hmm?” You hum when Stiles puts his hands in front of your face. 

“Wow, I didn’t realize you have the hots for Issac…” Stiles says with an unreadable expression. 

You fluster, “What? I- I… No! I don’t- I-“ You falter and sign. “Okay, yeah, whatever.” 

Stiles continues to stare at you for a while, his face still unreadable. A second later he snaps out of it, “Uh, but yeah! Yeah! That’s good! That means if we go through with this we could even make Issac jealous and then you could be with him!” 

You let out a breath and look from Stiles to Issac. Issac, leaning back in his chair, clearly not a trouble in the world, surrounded by other good looking people all chatting and laughing. 

Who knows this may actually work. And what’s the worst that could happen? Sure, Stiles was just a good friend but you’ve seen him go on dates and he treated each girl amazing. 

You make a face as you contemplate more while Stiles sits on the edge of his seat staring at you, eager for your answer. 

You lick your lips and sigh, “What’s Scott gonna say?” 

“YES!” Stiles yells, pumping his fist in the air.

You widen your eyes and look around seeing if people were staring, they were. “Stiles!” You whisper yell. “Stop, people are staring!” 

“Oh! Let them stare!” Stiles booms still on a high. 

You scoff and hide your face as more people stare. 

“What’s going on?” Scott’s ask as he stands next to the table, looking around.

“Oh, just that me and Y/N are now a thing!” Stiles starts off saying then yells the end, announcing it to everyone. 

Your eyes go big and you feel your face start to heat up. You look over to where Issac is sitting and notice him staring toward your direction, slightly smirking. 

“What?! I didn’t even know you two liked each other!” Scott says surprised. 

“We were keeping it a secret.” Stiles coos, taking your hand and kissing it. Your cheeks grow rosy and you snap your hand back. Scott frowns. 

“Uh, Stiles, sweetie,” you say through a forced smile getting up from the table and grabbing your bag.

“Yes, sweetheart?” He coos coming toward you. 

“I think we need to have a little talk.” You fake coo through a forced smile. 

“Oh, talk about wha-“ Stiles gets cut off by you grabbing his shirt in your fist and dragging him out the cafeteria. 

Stiles laughs and looks at Scott’s confused face, “She can’t get enough of me!” 

Y/N drags Stiles all the way to a secluded table in the gardens of the school. Y/N throws her bag on the table and laughs in disbelief. “What?” Stiles asks, clueless.

“What the fuck was that back there?” You ask in disbelief. 

“Oh! I wanted to announce it and let everyone know. Then I laid it on thick.” Stiles grinned ear-to-ear, obviously proud of himself. 

You stared at him with crazy eyes. “Oof, you’re giving me crazy eyes… I don’t know why…” 

“Okay! We need rules!” You demand.

Stiles furrows his eyebrows, “Rules?” 

“Yes, I can’t do this if you're going to act like that and we need to set boundaries.” 

Stiles sighs and sits down at the table, “Fine, what kind of rules.” 

“Okay,” you sit down too, “first of all, no cringey pet names.” 

Stiles nods, “Okay I can do that.” it grows quiet as the both of you think, “Oh! I’ll pick you up before and after school.” 

You stare at him confused, “But Stiles, I have my own car…  And plus I get out super late because of Volleyball.” 

Stiles shakes his head. “Nope, it's non negotiable. It’s what a boyfriend would do.” 

You both sit in silence thinking. “Mmm!” Y/N pipes up, “No kissing on the mouth.” 

Stiles makes a face of horror, “What? No kissing? How are people going to believe we’re boyfriend and girlfriend?!” 

“You could still kiss me on the cheek or forehead but not on the mouth.” 

“What…” Stiles mumbles in disbelief, looking around trying to make sense of anything. 

“Yes, we’re doing this Pretty Woman style.” 

“You know in Pretty Woman she lets him kiss her, like, in the middle of the movie!” He tries to argue. 

You shake your head. “Nope, it’s non negotiable.” You smirk using his line back at him.

Stiles narrows his eyes at you then grunts, “Fine! But that means you’re coming with me to Lydia’s birthday party.” 

Whoa! Lydia’s birthday party was the annual party where all teens got drunk and had sex upstairs in the rooms. She only threw these giant parties if it was going to be packed, if it wasn’t going to be wild she would cancel them.

But the more you thought of it, the more certain you were that this thing between you and Stiles would be long over. So, that’s the only reason why you tell him, “Okay. Let’s do this.” 

He nods and puts his hand out for you to shake. You snort a laugh then go to shake his hand. 

~*~ 

You were home sitting at your kitchen bar counter having breakfast, texting Allison everything that happened between you and Stiles. You knew you were supposed to keep it a secret but Allison is your best friend. You guys tell each other everything. When you overheard your mom mumble. 

“¿Qué está haciendo él?” What is he doing. 

You turn around in your chair and see where your mom is looking out the window, to find Stiles coming out of his jeep with a bouquet of pink roses. Your eyes widen in horror. No, no, no, no! You wanted to leave your mom out of this! 

Your mom turns to face you with a questionable look on her face. “When were you going to tell me you are going out with him?” 

“U-uh- uh, uh,” you stammer looking for an answer. The doorbell rings. You and your mom stare at the front door, both not moving. 

Your mom goes to open the door. “Hi Ms. Y/L/N. I’m here to pick up Y/N.” 

Your mom furrows her eyebrows at him, “Why? Is there something wrong with her car?” 

You stifle a laugh as Stiles starts to stutter. “Ah, n-no, well, I-it's just that, Y-Y/N and I are k-kinda going out.” 

Your mom turns to look at you with her eyebrows raised. 

You let out a breath and gave her a shy smile. “Uh… yeah.” You tell her. 

“Hmm.” Your mom goes and leaves the foyer and goes upstairs leaving you and Stiles alone. As soon as she’s gone you instantly shoot Stiles and ‘what the hell’ look as he shrugs his shoulders, looking around wide-eyed and nervous.

You take the flowers and throw them on the kitchen counter and grab your bag. You walk and push Stiles out the door and to the Jeep. “Bye, mom!” You call out before closing the door and locking it. 

You sigh and look at Stiles like he’s insane. “Why the hell did you bring me a bouquet of flowers?!” You whisper yell as to not let your mom overhear, knowing she’s probably already watching from the front window. 

“I thought it would be a nice touch!” Stiles whisper yells back, exacerbated. 

“Okay! G-get in the car.” You still whisper yell. You and Stiles both fake smiles and get in the car as you see your mom standing in the front window now staring at the both of you. 

Stiles goes to start the Jeep only for the engine to sputter. You let out a defeated sigh and mumble, “Oh god..” 

“Don’t worry. It’ll start up right now.” Stiles tries the engine again, it again fails. You look up and see your mom still staring at the both of you. “Okay Stiles! Let’s go!” 

He scoffs, “You don’t see me trying?!” 

“Aww, shit.” You mumble defeated trying to ignore your mom’s piercing gaze. 

Stiles tries again, this time the engine roaring to life. He laughs in disbelief, “Ah, ah. Okay and we’re off.” 

You were starting to think this fake relationship would be a terrible idea. 

~*~

You and Stiles walked into the school with Stiles’ arm draped over you. To say everyone was staring would be an understatement. People were turning around and gawking. Then they would whisper in their groups. “When did they get together?” “I thought they were only friends?”  

You could feel a pit begin to form in your stomach. You never had this much attention on you. You turned down a hallway where Issac was up against a locker surrounded by people, laughing. You stared at him and he actually looked back at you. You were taken aback at him openly looking you up and down. Stiles saw this too and frowned. He moved his arm from around your shoulders down to your waist, pulling you into him more. You looked up at Stiles’ face to see him slightly glaring at Isaac. All Issac did back was deepen his smirk.

Further along the hallway you saw Lydia talking with a group of girls. Her attention catches when she sees you and Stiles, immediately she loses her train of thought leaving the girls in the group confused. 

Wow, holy shit. Stiles’s stupid plan was actually working. You couldn’t believe it! 

You and Stiles stop in front of your algebra class. He leans down toward your ear and whispers, “Nice job.” 

You look up at him as he hands you a folded piece of paper. He smiles when you take it. He watches as you head into class, giving a quick glance towards Lydia’s direction. His smile deepens as he notices her staring. 

~*~

It was now afternoon and the school day was coming to a wrap. You were in your last class of the day (chemistry) before volleyball practice would start soon. You had this class with Allison and also, to your constant attempts not to stare, Issac. 

“I’m going to go get more test tubes.” Allison told you, you nodded, not taking your eyes away from the chemical you were pouring into the beaker. 

“So… you and Stiles.” A smooth voice says next to you.

You snap your head to your side and see Issac sitting in Allison’s lab stool, casually leaning on the counter of the chemistry lab with the most charming smile on his face. 

Your eyes shoot open wide as you snap your head back toward the front and slam the glass beaker a little too hard on the counter. 

“Huua.” A noise escapes your mouth. You immediately clear your through. “Uh- I mean, h-hey Issac.” 

His smile widens. “So you and him are together? Or was that just him clinging onto you with that little crush he has?” 

Crush? Stiles never had a crush on you. It was always Lydia. Or at least that’s what you thought. 

“Y-yeah. We got together recently.” You turn your head to see his reaction.

He hums. “Surprised he managed to get someone like you.” He very quickly looks your body up and down that most wouldn’t have caught him, but you did. 

Your cheeks flush as a small smile plays on your lips. You both stare at each other, smiling softly. Your stomach does somersaults as his blue eyes bore into yours.

“Hey, they only had these old test tubes.” Allison announces not realizing the moment she’s ruining. 

“I-“ you begin but Issac cuts you off. 

“I should get back to my lab partner, but, I’ll see you around.” He smirks as he gently pinches your cheek and leaves. 

You freeze and slowly turn your head to Allison as she looks at you with wide eyes. 

She lets out a breathy laugh, “Did I just really stumble upon that?” 

“Please tell me what you saw because I don’t even think I believe it…” 

“I guess the plan is working?” 

You grin and turn back around to your project. 

After school Stiles waits for you in front of the Jeep, deep in conversation with Scott. So deep that he and Scott don’t notice you walking toward them.

“But that’s what I’m saying! Seeing her reaction to things is starting to make me feel attrac-“

“Hey guys!” You interrupt clueless to what Stiles was about to confess. 

Stiles stutters caught by surprise. “H-h-hey Y/N.” 

“What were you guys talking about?“ 

“Nothing!” Both the guys quickly yell. 

You furrow your eyebrows looking between them suspiciously. “Okay…” you shake your head, “Stiles! I have to say this plan is fucking brilliant! It’s working so well! Issac was all over me today in chemistry and-“ 

“Whoa! What do you mean all over you?” Stiles frowned. 

“Well, like, he physically wasn’t… But his eyes were!” You grinned and spread out your arms as you dreamily looked at the sky. You let out a gentle breath, “Is… is this what love feels like?” You snort a laugh, joking around. You look back down at the two boys staring at you with stunned expressions. 

“Joke! Joke! It was a joke!” You exclaimed, putting your hands up in surrender. 

“Uh… yeah… I’m gonna head out.” Scott announces quickly leaving you alone with a now upset Stiles. 

“Alright, where do you want to eat? Mine, yours, or out?” You turn your head to the side as you question him. 

He frowned, “I don’t care.” 

“Okay… Then let's go to that new restaurant in old town?” You ask.

He only nods in return. You furrow your eyebrows as you both get into the jeep. What was his deal? This was his idea after all. Did he just not want to hang out with you? 

You both sat in silence as Stiles drove to the restaurant. You in confused silence, Stiles in angry silence. 

You were halfway to the restaurant until you finally cracked and broke the silence, “Okay, what the hell is your problem? You’ve been acting like a passive aggressive jerk.” 

His eyebrows shot up as he let out a loud scoff, “Me? You're the one throwing yourself on Issac when, shall I remind you, you have a boyfriend!” He exclaimed the last part. 

Now it was your turn to let out a loud scoff, “A fake boyfriend! And I don’t see why that’s a problem when that was the specific reason you, yeah, it was you if I have to remind you, came up with this plan!” 

He sat staring at the road in annoyed silence, knowing you were right. It was his plan. But he didn’t expect to feel jealousy whenever he saw you with Issac or heard news about the two of you. He could only imagine that cocky bastard using sweet nothing liners on you and you completely falling for it. It made his blood boil. His fist tightened on the steering wheel just at the thought of it. 

It was your plan, he thought. Why did he even create this stupid idea? Oh, right, Lydia. Was Lydia really worth all this? Stiles furrowed his brows as he contemplated. He did create this idea on the day Lydia wore her new skirt to class. He shifted in his seat, remembering her legs and the skirt that hardly covered her. Stiles then realized he’s never really looked at your legs before. And it was only fair to see if his fake girlfriend’s legs were-.... He side eyed you to see you staring out the window blankly. Once the coast was clear, he glanced down at your legs, seeing, to his dismay, you were wearing your spandex volleyball shorts. You had crossed your legs and leaned on the side panel unaware of Stiles now gawking at your legs. 

“Stiles! Watch the road!” You shouted as the jeep started to drive off the road.

“Oh shit!” He turned back to the road with furrowed eyebrows as he thought of a story of him and Lydia to see if you would have a similar reaction to him.

“You know, I think the plan is working. Because Lydia came up to me in Algebra and started making random talk with me but the whole time she was running her hand up and down my arm.” He said with a sly smile.

He quickly gave you a side eye to gauge your reaction. You inhaled sharply and shifted in your seat with annoyance giving a quick glance his way, only to catch him giving you the side eye. This asshole was trying to make you jealous! Two could play that game.

You quickly moved out of your annoyance state and gave him a shit-eating grin. “Well! That’s great! Hey, maybe at the end of this we’ll both be in a relationship!” You chirped. And to your satisfaction, saw him grimace. 

~*~

You both sat in a booth in this new cozy, hole-in-the-wall restaurant whose lighting was a bit too dark, especially for such an overcast day. 

“I have a fettuccine alfredo and a club sandwich.” The server announced putting the correct dishes in front of you both. “So, do you kids know what you’re going to study at university?” She asked, trying to make light conversation.

But light conversation was the last thing you would call that subject. For Stiles it was the best question an adult could ask him, he loved this question. Hell, he already had a 10 year plan that, of course, happened to involve Lydia. But for you, it was a whole different story. You didn’t even know what you wanted to do tomorrow let alone 10 years from now. 

As Stiles' rant about his 10 year plan came to an end the server looked over at you waiting to hear your answer, “And you, my dear?” immediate dread took over you.

You gave a quick smile that didn’t reach your eyes. “Still undecided.” 

“Oh! We’ll I hope you figure it out! Don’t want to be wasting time on your parents' money!” She chuckled as she walked away. Guilt immediately filled you. 

“Hey, don’t listen to her. You’ll figure it out.” Stiles says softly.

You nod in response and start eating your fettuccine alfredo. “But… What do you want to do after high school?” He asks still in that gentle tone almost as if the question alone was some type of emotional bombing.

“I…” You trail off. “I- I don’t know.” You look up at him to see him looking at you with his full attention, not even picking up his club sandwich yet. “It’s like they tell you to go after your dream but never say how to, they expect you to come up with that part. But, it’s also like, what if I don’t have big dreams? None of my dreams include doing something in the workforce.” You look down, now quiet.

“What kind of dreams do you have?”

You let out a small sigh as you start to daydream. “To live on a little island in Greece and not have to worry about working the 9 to 5 or working until I’m at the age where I can finally retire but by that time I’m too old to do the things I wanted to try out.” You pause. He nods at you to continue, “I want to live a life where I’m free to do and go as I please. I want to try out new hobbies of interest. I want to surf, I want to try painting, I want to travel to different places and get lost in new cities. Fuck, like, I even want to do ‘lame’, you finger quote lame “stuff like learn crochet.” You finish and look up at him. 

He has a dreamy look in his eyes as he looks at you, “I- I want to do those things with you. All of them. I want to go with you.” He confesses. Your heart soares.

“I’d like that.” You say softly, both of you staring and smiling at the other. 

~*~

You open your front door to find Stiles looking down at his phone. When he hears the door open he looks up and lets out an exhale, “Okay, let’s go.” 

You furrow your eyebrows, “Go where?”

He looks at you dumbfounded, “Didn’t you read my note I gave you earlier?” Your blank face causes him to groan and slump his body dramatically, “We’re going to that freshmen Liam’s party.” 

You make a disgusted face, “I’m not going to some random freshmen’s party.”

“No! No! That’s what I thought at first too. I thought it was going to be a lame freshmen party but turns out everyone from school s’gonna crash the party. I mean like everyone.” 

You make a face. “Is that what this Liam kid wants? Like what if his intention was some quaint little party with him and all his little freshmen buddies and now everyone’s going to crash and ruin his night.”

“Okay, you care way too much about some freshmen’s feelings,” He mumbles, “And this is something he wants! Throw a huge rager and become infamous at school your freshman year? Yeah! He wants this.” 

You push out your lips to the side, “I- Uh- No.”

“No?!” He asked, shocked.

“No. Nope. I will not go.” You state crossing your arms for extra emphasis. 

He lets out a sarcastic chuckle, “No, no! Parties are non-negotiable as per contract.” 

Now it was your turn to let out a sarcastic chuckle, “Only non-negotiable party in contract is your little girlfriend Lydia’s party.” You threw in the little jab making him feel lighter knowing he was in fact making you jealous. 

“Well, your little boyfriend will be at this party.” 

You gave a surprised look, “He will?!” 

He scoffed as he poked his tongue in his cheek, “Yep, knew you’d go for that.” He mumbled to himself. 

You opened the door wide for Stilies to come in as you ran upstairs shouting “Just let me change.”

~*~

Stiles was in-fact right, this party was a rager. Liam’s two-story house was pouring out with people. Drunk teens littered the front lawn, passed out from drinking, their red solo cups still in hand. You could feel the vibration of the music as soon as you got out of the jeep. Stiles came up to you on your side of the jeep. 

“I don’t know about this Stiles…” You mutter. 

“What? No! It’ll be fun. C’mon.” His hand engulfed your hand and you couldn’t help but notice the size difference. It made you feel ‘warm fuzzies’ as Allison called it whenever she would describe her dates with Scott. 

As the two of you walked through the house a lot of people you didn’t recognize greeted Stiles. You knew Stiles knew a few people from school but you didn’t think it came to this extent. Why would he only hang with you and Scott if he knew this many people? You were a bit perplexed to say the least. It felt like you morphed into a Twilight Zone episode where Stiles was a popular jock. Finally you recognized Scott and Allison in the kitchen, Allison sitting on the counter as Scott made them drinks.

“Hey!” Allison called as she saw the two of you making your way to the kitchen. 

“How are the lovebirds?” Scott slurred a little as he handed Allison her drink. 

Stiles grinned as he whispered something in Scott’s ear causing Scott to have a shit-eating grin plaster his face. “Whoa! No way!”

You and Allison both look at each other with quizzical looks. Allison shakes her head, “Men. Will never understand the species. What do you want to drink? There’s vodka, peach schnapps, henny and more.” 

“Hmmm. I don’t know. Can you make me something please?” You stretch out the word please. 

“Coke and Malibu?” She questions. You frown and shake your head, “Hm! Dirty shirley?” 

You gasp in excitement, “Yes!” 

As the party progressed, even more people came making you question how much more full could this house get? Stiles and Scott were now retelling funny lacrosse stories. You never knew how much Stiles was the life of the party, he brought almost like a light to the party. He was definitely charming everyone.

“No! I yelled ‘Coach you don’t know what you’re doing with that racket!’” Stiles exclaimed retelling a story to a, now, group of people. You all laughed at the joke. You were four dirty shirleys in and to say you were feeling a bit tipsy would be an understatement. 

As Scott and Stiles started retelling another lacrosse story, you surveyed the party. People crowded the living room, making it into a makeshift dance floor playing old 80’s disco songs. Now that you thought about it, who the hell was on aux? 80’s disco? What was this Ma? A figure caught your eye. Issac was standing outside by the poolside. He seemed to be doing the same as you, surveying the party. You waited until his eyes found yours. You were feeling bold from all the booze and decided to give him a flirty smile. He raised his eyebrows and slowly nodded in acknowledgement. “I’ll be right back.” You told the group as you walked over to where Issac was standing. 

You felt like spilled liquid creeping to the edge of a counter. The feeling of liquid courage helped relax your body that you now walked with a little swing in the hip. You walked right up to Issac’s group as he smirked at you.

“Hi. Do you want to go somewhere a little more, quiet.” You purred staring into his blue eyes.

He grinned “What took you so long?” He put his arm over your shoulder as you both led each other into the woods behind Liam’s house. 

It was a beautiful clear night, you could see the stars so clearly as if someone lassoed each one and brought them closer to earth. You and Issac were sitting crossed legged across from each other, knees touching, and huge smile on both your faces. 

“You're pretty.” Issac slurred badly but all it made you do was giggle.

 He started rubbing his palms up and down your thighs, causing your breath to hitch. “Tell me when to stop.” 

You shook your head “Don’t stop.” Even though you were both in the woods the moon was so full that it illuminated the area. You furrowed your eyebrows now noticing how bright it was for nighttime, you looked up and the moon was huge!

“Whoa! Look at the moon!” You exclaimed in your drunken state. “When the moon hits your eyes like a big pizza pie that’s amore,” You sang, not paying attention to Issac's reaction. 

Issac stared at the moon with horror-stricken eyes. Of course this would happen tonight, the night you finally choose to come up and make a move on him. He thought maybe he wouldn't shift, if he tried and controlled it hard enough just maybe it wouldn’t happen. But then you turned to Issac and all the control went out the door. 

“Hey, Issac, I always wanted to tell you how attractive you are.” You slurred heavily. His mouth opened, shocked at the confession. “I just want to try something. Tell me when to stop.” Your hands now found his thighs and started rubbing them. His breath hitched as the urge to shift became more uncontrollable. You leaned in, your lips ghosting his but not quite touching him. His heart was pounding, until finally you gave him a deep passionate kiss. 

Issac immediately pulled away and turned away from you, hands on the floor as he groaned. 

“Issac?” You asked confused. Was the kiss that bad? You thought, Damn, maybe you needed more practice. 

You frowned as Issac now groaned louder, his back hunched to you. “Uhh, Issac?” You asked now, a little paranoid it might be something worse than being a bad kisser. 

“Go back to the house!” He demanded but now in a deeper voice. 

You were stunned. What the hell is going on? “Issac, I told you to stop me if you were uncomfortable. I’m sorry if I made you feel-”

“It’s not you- it’s-” And then he gave a final extremely loud shout as his body shifted into werewolf form. 

You were horror-struck as you looked at his now wolf form. His large fangs, his fur, his red eyes. You immediately crawled backward, too scared to even stand up and run. “What the fuck?!” You screamed. 

You stared into the red eyes as his now deep voice said, “Please don’t tell anyone.”

You now registered you could get up and immediately started running back toward the house. Your lungs felt like they were going to explode by the time you found Stiles in the living room dancing with Lydia. Okay, fucking really? You leave for twenty minutes and he’s over here dancing with Lydia? Well you did just kiss Issac… Uh! We’ll save that for another day. 

“Stiles!” You yell out of breath as you bump into him.

“Owh!” He gets the wind knocked out of him. 

“We gotta go! Issac- He’s- he’s-!” You stutter in a frenzy.

“What the fuck did he do?” Stiles asks now stern and angry. 

“Let’s go!” You grab his hand before he can say anything more and drag him through the body of people dancing to Kc And The Sunshine Band. Seriously, what is up with this music at this party? Is Liam’s mom dj or something? The two of you ran out toward the jeep. 

Stiles pulls out of the driveway frazzled by your emergency. “Okay! What happened?!” He asks now on the road. 

“I- I don’t know! One minute we’re kissing then the next he’s fucking transforming-” 

“Wait…you kissed him?!” He asks, outraged. 

“That’s not the point! Issac is a fucking animal!” 

“You’re damn right he is! Did he kiss you or did you kiss him?”

“No! Stiles I’m serious! His eyes went red, he had fur on him and I mean like fur! He had fangs for god’s sake!” 

Stiles went quiet. 

“Hello? Do you believe me?!” You ask, still frenzied. 

“Me and Scott tried to keep this away from your life as hard as possible.” He muttered. 

“What?!” 

You watched as he got out his phone and dialed a number. “Hey, it’s time for Y/N to know.”

[rowinablx]

The Badger and The Snake: 1

Note: All the first years are fourteen and graduate Hogwarts at twenty in this, Derek is sixteen while Stiles is fourteen

Tagging: @axelwolf8109 @ozzypawsbone-princeofbarkness @lynsrosegarden @pollyna @taechnology777 @greek-freak101 @thebejeweledwatercat

Board by the talented af @ravenclaw-seeker

Eventually pairings: Stiles x Derek, Allison x Lydia, Issac x Scott, Ethan x Jackson, Aiden x Cora.

"Let me look over you" Noah Stilinski fretted over his son, Stiles was slightly uncomfortable but kept it in. To be fair, neither of them knew Stiles was a wizard until about two months ago.

"You write letters to me whenever you can okay?" Noah held his son's shoulder. "Of course dad" Stiles got surprisingly choked up. Noah hugged him close and let go after a minute.

"Give them hell kid" Stiles laughed and boarded the train.

He walked to the first compartment he saw. "Can I sit here?" "Sure" A tan skinned kid smiled politely, his companion rolling his eyes but not saying.

"I'm Stiles" "I'm Danny" Danny turned to his friend. "Jackson" The other kid rolled his eyes again. Another boy ran in, hiding in a corner. "What did you do this time McCall?" Jackson grinned.

"Might've angered the Steiner twins" He squeaked. "I told them Slytherin and Ravenclaw are for smart people and they aren't smart"

"One of this days you're gonna get punched" Danny laughed.

"Yeah yeah, I'm Scott by the way" He held out his hand to Stiles who shook it. "I hope I'm in Slytherin" Jackson said. "Ravenclaw" Danny said.

"Gryffindor" Scott sighed. "I don't really have one I want" Stiles shrugged. "That's smart, you won't be disappointed then"

Stiles giggled and even Jackson cracked a smile. "Hey Jackson" A young girl with long black hair walked in. "Hey cus" He teased.

"Stiles, Scott, Danny" He introduced quickly. "This is my cousin Cora" "Hi" She waved politely. "So Derek and Laura are definitely trying out for Quidditch this year"

"After they flew into our house twice?" Cora laughed. "I still can't believe my dad's gonna be the potions teacher" Jackson hid his face.

"Peter Hale?" Scott tilted his head. "Uh yeah" "Damn dude"

"Am I supposed to know this? I'm technically muggle born" Stiles muttered. "The rest of our family died in a house fire when we were babies, my dad and cousins survived, it was rumored that a rival wizarding family did it" Jackson said bitterly.

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"What if I don't get sorted" Scott whined nervously. "Maybe they'll keep you because of pity" Danny joked. "Ha ha"

Stiles couldn't hear anything, not the headmaster who Jackson was glaring at, not the fricking hat singing.

"Allison Argent!" A teacher called out. Jackson looked like he was about to throw something, Cora glared. Two teens from the Slytherin table looked away like she was beneath them, a teacher clenched his jaw but manages to look unbothered.

"Ravenclaw!" The hat yelled out. "That was awkward" Scott said.

"Cora Hale!" Cora took a deep breath. "Slytherin!" She whooped and ran to her brother and sister, who Stiles deduced were Derek and Laura.

"Isaac Lahley!" A young boy with curly blonde hair but too pale skin walked up shaking. "Gryffindor!"

"Lydia Martin!" A girl with strawberry blond hair skipped forward with confidence. "Slytherin!"

"Danny Māhealani" Danny patted Jackson on the back. "Slytherin!" "Aw man"

"Scott McCall!" Scott squeezed Stiles' arm, Stiles squeezed back

"Gryffindor!" Scott almost ran to the table with the Sorting hat on, the Slytherin teen boy that Stiles saw earlier, Derek, covered his mouth to keep from laughing.

"Aiden Steiner!" Aiden shoved past Stiles. "Ravenclaw!" "Wait what?" Aiden's twin said scandalized. "That's what happens when you act like a fool" Jackson whispered to Stiles who laughed.

"Ethan Steiner!" Ethan looked absolutely miserable. "Slytherin!" "They can separate twins?" "I guess"

"Stiles Stilinski!" Stiles was happy that it apparently didn't show his full name. 'Hmm, you're definitely loyal and smart, let us see' The hat said in Stiles' head. "Better be, Hufflepuff!" Stiles went to the table that was clapping for him.

Scott gave him a thumbs up and a grin. "Jackson Whittemore!" "Slytherin!" Peter Hale smiled genuinely and clapped for his son.

"I'm Kira!" The prefect sitting by Stiles shook his hand. "This is...wow" He grinned at all the food. "The head of house is my mom"

"That's so cool!" Stiles grinned.

Allison Argent was laughing with a few other Ravenclaws, Scott was arm wrestling with another Gryffindor, and Jackson and Danny were flirting with a couple of Slytherins.

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"Boys dorm is here, you'll have to room with Boyd and Liam" Kira said. Stiles was looking around the Hufflepuff common room in awe. "I love plants" He grinned. Kira smiled fondly.

"Yo" Boyd waved from his bed, Liam looked at Stiles with a small glare. "Hi" Stiles waved.

"We're second years, you're our only first year so..." Liam mumbled. "He's just cranky because he wants to cuddle with his boyfriend from Gryffindor. I still says Theo is crazy enough to be a snake!"

"Shut your face" Stiles laughed and sat on his bed, taping a picture of his dad onto the headboard.

Day one of Hogwarts had done well, hopefully the next months did too.

[arewordsenough]

The second of four @fandomtrumpshate fics.

Rated Explicit - One Shot (3k) - M/M - Explicit Sexual Content

Summary: Stiles performs a spell that doesn't really go as he expected. He's definitely not mad about the results though as there's plenty of fun to be had afterwards.

Featured groups & pairings: Stiles Stilinski/Jordan Parrish, Stiles Stilinski/Scott McCall/Isaac Lahey

Key Tags: Threesome, No Foreplay, Incubus Stiles

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Cosmic Chaos

Chapter 27

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There is no pain of the pierced arrow stuck on your chest, the burning wound and pulsing subside into nothing, the heavy weight that pulled you to deeper and deeper to a void, the warm hands tugging you unknown is no longer there. The crimson river that you were drowning in now feels empty and dry.

you open your eyes feeling the sunlight falls on your face awaking you from the soothing slumber. You're in home one that you don't know but feels like it's yours. You run your hands through the bed the empty side of bed has lingering warmth that belong to someone.

The bell ring alerting that someone at the door, you walk towards the front door opening it a guy around your age stands there you tilt your head at the stranger.

"Hey there, I just moved next door." the guy says with a charming smile, his blue eyes shining he has brown hair standing taller than you, his face is unfamiliar

"Peter" but his soul is not. His smile falls his whole demeanor changes he let out a small laugh amused at the situation.

You open the door wide welcoming him, walking towards the living room peter let himself make comfortable on the sofa.

"You never failed to amuse me." He looks around the house "I guess this not my doing but yours."

You shake your head "Not exactly."

He raises a questioning look "what do you mean?" the house starts to dissolve fading into nothingness peter stands up walking towards you as everything around you turns into pitch black.

"This." The rushing something cutting through air reaches your ears, peter head turns to the sources of sounds. Various red glow in orbs float around you in each glob images of a women in red suit appears. "I have these unreal dreams of this women since I got my powers"

Peter hands glide through one branch "but this feels like you." indeed it feels like you, your power that once surged through him an unmistakable feeling, one that like no other.

You nod your chest tighten when one of the orb glows gets bigger it shows a woman, a red head walking along with her brother.

"Who is that guy?" peter ask out loud wondering what the man with strange appearance.

The guy he's referring to is someone you saw in your dreams few times his name is Pietro, and he calls the women Wanda. "that's her brother.". the image in front of you changes into them fighting army of robots along with people who seems to have variety of ability and power.

"What is this?"

The both of you watch as the image plays in front of you though peter didn't understand you seen how her parents died because the stark weapon and being trapped under rumbles for days, surviving on their on all while going through grief only to become experiment subjects and later on become puppet to those in power.

Wanda stands guarding the core "get the people on boats" she says to her brother, he sighs "I am not leaving without you." he says. "I can handle it." she says as she rips apart a robot that charged towards her with her magic. Pietro looks at his sister with mischievous smile. "You know I'm twelve minutes older than you." he sarcastically says walking backwards Wanda chuckles at his antics with a smile she utters "Go." While taking the people to safety Clint Barton who carrying a child in his arms get shotted by the robot Barton shields the child intending to sacrifice himself to save the child, but Pietro comes speeding pushing a vehicle to save them in doing so he gets shotted several times his body covered in bullet as blood wounds getting visible. Wanda feeling her twin brother dies breaks down in tears destroying the boats around with surge of red psionic blast.

You understand her anger, her grief, her lust for revenge for those who made her and Her brothers' life. And its feels like your heart is ripping out when you see Pietro falls limp on the battle ground you can yourself inside her when she broke down waling loudly for her twin. It's too much that you didn't realize the rest of branches grow bigger and a glass wall starts to build around you.

Wanda knelt down in front of Ultron looking grim and hallowed eyes were devoid of life, her movements were calculated "Wanda if you stayed here, you'll die." "I just did. Do you know how it felt.?" Using a mist of her power she rips out Ultron's heart. "It felt like that." More visuals of the same feeling manifest in front of you, if you felt like you just experience the worst feeling of grief nothing could've prepared you for when she had to kill vision herself for "I can't do this, vis." ..................... "It shouldn't be you but it is." ..................... "I only feel you."

the sake of universe only to see him killed again when Thanos turns times back and rip the mind stone off vision. Your breathing gets heavier.

Peter was observing all this see the glass wall trying to trap the both of you with the endless torture of this women that he doesn't know. "Okey, we are going to end this." His words don't seem to reach your ears but when he moves to pull you out, he gets thrown out and wall grow trying to trap you in this emotional misery to suffer alone, to bare the pain.

Your heart aches when she comes back to life only to be thrusted into fight again,

"You took everything from me." ..................... "I don't even know who you are." ..................... "You will." ..................... "You can't do this him. I just wanna bury him." "The thing is he's not yours." "I can't feel you."

crushing what is left of her soul after seeing vision's body being treated as weapon. When she desperately tries to keep the family, she created being taken away, her children being taken away.

"Mom! Help us!" "MOM!" With everything lost, losing herself as she turns to the darkhold as last chance of being happy, being with her family. "It won't be Wanda that's coming for her it will be the scarlet witch." "I begged you to Get. Out. OF. MY. Way. "You have exhausted my patience now, but I do hope ...you understand ... this is me being... Reasonable." She becomes something that she never wanted to be, the bloods she spilled, the souls she taken, the destruction she caused across the multiverse. All to become fruitless in the end. Seeing her sons scared of herself, the fear in their eyes, the realization her eyes that made you fall on your knees. "Please don't hurt us" "Please " "I would never hurt you. Never " "I would never hurt anyone. I'm not a monster. I'm a...I'm" ..................... "Know that they'll be loved"

"No....no...no...stop...stop..." the images start to change as the younger version of you with your parents and brother. You close your eyes with scream begging who ever doing this to stop. Peter banging on the glass yelling at you get out. Your eyes find him disparate for his help to save from this endless sick game.

"You need to get out."

"I can't." your voice came out weak "Please make it stop."

Peter bangs his fist into the wall trying to break the glass, but it does nothing, you feel like your heart is burning and being plucked out of your body. Just then the stiles screaming your name echoes and the glass break, the red mist fade and you and peter fall into emptiness as everything around you starts dissolve into nothingness.

There is no voice in your head screaming at you anymore, it feels like storm had finally ended the waves started becoming clam and gentle. Peter land on his feet looking around now the white surrounding. He finds you laying on the ground hurrying towards you, you're breathing had gone to normal almost like you are pulled into sweet slumber after whatever just happened.

You feel like someone slowly touching your cheeks, light caressing and muffled voice calling out your name it's not stiles or scott. Opening your eyes blurred face of peter's face greet your vision his lips move but it doesn't fully reach your ears clearly. Finally, the haze lifted you can clearly see his face and hear his voice.

"A warning before you do something like that would be appreciated greatly." He sits beside you pulling you up by your shoulders with ease.

"You alright?" his uncharacteristic concern throws you off sending suspicion signals in your head but you nod, nonetheless.

"Where are we?" looking around the all-white surrounding that you and peter is in.

He follows your movement "Well I guess where are in your head."

"Why are you in my head? am I dead?" your hands go to the side your neck to feel the carotid pulse letting out relief sigh when you feel sensation.

"Well, lots of things happened since you got shoot. Which was very stupid of you by the way." He props his leg up look at you partially amused and confused. "Did you forget derek is werewolf. He could have walked it off unlike you."

Your hands instantly shot up to where the arrow pierced but there is no mark of the wound, and no blood at all, you don't feel sting either. "I don't know either why I did that."

Peter thinks for a moment before asking more question "Why didn't you use your power. What exactly where you are thinking then?"

You look at your hands the face of Allison as she held bow aimed at derek how determined she looked ready to let the arrow go without hesitation and how weak derek looked atter you saved him from the cellar.

"I didn't want anything happen to either of them." you glance at him "and I'm still learning about my powers. What happened after that."

Peter nods his eyes never leaving you, he doesn't know if you know how your thoughts seem to linked to him very clearly, like when you first touched him and unknowingly give him access to your thoughts, he will keep this information himself for now "I killed Kate Argent, and your nerd friend lit me in fire and derek slit my throat."

"You're not surprised." He adds.

"No, but disappointed at derek then again who am I to meddle your family business."

He gives you a grin "Nephew would beg to differ." He sighs "enough about that are we not going to talk about what happened few minutes ago?"

You tilt your head at him dismissing his question "How are you in my head?"

"Oh, remember when I scratched your shoulder and how you and I speak telepathically and now I'm here because we are bounded now." He lets you change the subject answering without hesitation.

You narrow eyes at him "And why exactly you did that?"

Peter innocently grins at you "Because you're my favorite out of everyone."

"Try again."

He rolls his eyes at you lean back on his hands "Fine, because you are my backup plan. You can bring me back to life."

"I just got myself killed. I barely know about my power; how can I perform resurrection?" you huff mirroring peters sitting.

Peter sits straight scotting towards you his eyes gleam with mischievousness like he knows something you don't. "That's where you wrong, you're not dead and I can help you discover the peak of your power. You truly don't how powerful you can be if you have the knowledge."

You scoff standing up "why would I need your help; I have grams and bonnie and my friends." Walking around the white walls though you don't even know how to get out.

Peter stands up as well falling in steps with his quick stride "Sure they can help. But they don't the insight your powers like did."

Halting in you turns to him hands crossed over your chest "What are you spouting." He grins at you and walks around leaving you behind.

"You don't know how to get out of here even though you created whatever this is place is. You let yourself almost get killed because you thought you will hurt Allsion if you use your power, it wasn't because you were afraid of exposing yourself to her. what happened few moments ago is also you're doing because you don't know how to control your power it only ended because in the real-world stiles called out. You're using others as anchor" he turns to you his eyes gleamed in pride a smug grin on his lips he can feel your walls breaking "while it's not bad for us, it is for you because your power feed of your emotion, it wasn't your grief that made you cut yourself now I know that. It whoever that woman is, it was her pain now I don't know how you and her connected but it's obvious you and her share some bond."

His eyes soften at your vulnerable state how you gripped your hands in fist chest heaving, holding back tears, walking towards you the smug grin no longer on his lips.

"Your power is nothing like that exist on the world. You don't need fear your powers or yourself. You need to believe you can control it because it the truth. While your emotion does intensify your power,  you also need to think through the haze otherwise..." peter glance behind you and there the next wave of mist coming like furious storm

"I'll end up like her." you complete what he hesitated at the end "How do I do it.?" he turns to it. you feel yourself to starts to panic.

Peter holds on to your shoulder "Don't fight it. don't stop it. don't hold it. let it wash over you. just stand strong." He rubs smooth circle around your shoulder to calm you down.

The mist covers the both of you and branches of Wanda's life manifest itself. You see Wanda and her brother in their respective cells after the experiments, walking around the town. Her sitting on bed with vision beside her after her brother's death how he comforted her. you out of fear shut your eye you don't feel peter near you opening your eyes you are inside it and in front of you sit wand and vision

"I'm so tired. It's...its's just like this wave washing over me, again and again. It knocks me down, and when I try to stand up, it just comes for me again. And I...its just gonna down me. "No. it won't." "Yeah. How do you know?" "Well, it can't be all sorrow, can it? I've always been alone, so I don't feel the lack. It's all ive ever known, I've never experienced loss because I never had a loved one to lose. But what is grief if not love persevering" Wanda and vision tuck their children to bed she sits beside one of her son's beds "You know, a family is forever. We could never truly leave each other, even if we tried. " She kisses their forehead walking out the room before glancing at from the doorstep with a loving look on her face. "Boys, thank you for choosing to be your mom." Wanda and vision stand on living room saying their final goodbye "Wanda, I know we can't stay like this. But before I go. I feel I must know. what am I?" She cares his cheeks tear build up in her eyes as she gazes at her lover "You. vision, are the piece of the mind stone that lives in me. You are the body of wires and blood and bone that I created. You are my sadness and my hope. And mostly you're my love." "I have been a voice with no body. A body but not human, and now a memory made real. Who knows what I might be next?" "We have said goodbye to each other before, so it stands to a reason." "We will say hello again." "So long... darling."

You're transported back to the last of her time, Wanda sits on the sacrificial stone looking at the rotting corpse "I opened the darkhold. I have to close it. no one will ever be tempted by the darkhold." She destroys the throne soon the stone and rubles fall on her.

Everything around you turn dark you are left in pitch black you try to adject your eyes to see anything and just then a red glow emits from the corner and there she stands and she's looking....at you?

She is indeed looking at you, her face void of emotion like she doesn't feel anything any longer, you don't know when you started running towards her suddenly, you're embracing her and you breaking down hands holding her like your life depends on it, like you're making sure she is real. Uncontrollable streams of tears leave your eye for what reason you don't know.

You can hear yourself letting out strings of sorry and you don't even know what you are sorry for, are you sorry of her lose her brother? sorry for being experimented? treated like weapon? sorry for having to kill her lover? sorry for having to watch her lover get killed? sorry for her death? sorry for her children? sorry for everything that happened?

Or how you unable to help her, to ease her pain, to hold her when she didn't have anyone.

You truly don't know.

Calming yourself down you break the hug your eyes gaze at her you can see her sadness, her pain, her loneliness and yourself in her eyes.

"How did you hold it all in" your voice is soft like you're talking to a little girl; with warmth and tenderness you caress her cheeks.

"I'm sorry...I wish I could bear all your sadness, take away your pain and sufferings." She leans into your touch. "Life been so unfair to you Wanda."

"I want to help, how can I help you?" she gives smile, and its most beautiful smile you ever seen.

"I know you want to give me the life I wanted but it okey now. I found my peace now." Her voice sooth something in you. she takes your wrist in her hands tracing the scar on your skin "I could never give you my pain, it wouldn't be fair to you either."

"Our fate is intertwined through galaxies, but I wish you never have to go through what I did. Do you know who you are?" she asks.

"I do now."

She cares your cheeks pulling your forehead to hers, a string of red mist wrap around both of you. "You and I are the same, destined to the same fate but I can't allow that to happen. You deserve to be happy in this universe. Please do not end up like me, I am giving you my knowledge and life to defy the fate, change it. find your happiness."

You can feel your body get warm and her slipping through your finger, you breath sharply as the warmth invade into your very being.

Peter sigh in relief when you finally open your eyes, when the mist came you gone limp in his arms soon after unconscious but unlike previously the surrounding didn't break like, but the mist was present, but it was clam.

"I think, I should really wake up now."

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scisaac (scott mccall/isaac lahey)

Thank you the ask!

Ship It (mostly)

It's not really one of those ships that I faun over. When it's done well its a nice background ship, but I'd never go out looking for it.

What made you ship it?

I don't remember what the first introduction to them as a ship was. But they are funny on scene together, spend a lot of time while Issac is basically living with them, and they are cute and puppy-like.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

Issac is a sassy puppy and Scott is a kind puppy. I think the play between those two can be interesting and at a surface level fun to read/see in art.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

I think Scott is a toxic friend and leader. He thinks too much on his morals and bigger picture that he misses the small and subtle things about the people around him. With Issacs history with his father and constant childhood abuse, and the way he compensates for it with sass and false bravo, Scott would turn into a secondary abuser. Issac wouldn't say anything or stand up for himself because the neglect would be a bit of a familiar comfort even if it caused pain. And Scott with his hero complex would only ever see that Issacs life has improved and pat himself on his back, never actually seeing how his self-obsorbed tendencies are their own form of abuse.

Sorry that turned out longer then I anticipated. I have a lot of mixed emotions about these two. (And I'm not a fan of Scott McCall)