#Scotty boy heard what you said

[flyboytracy]

[gilbertscurls]

Meddle About ➵ Matt Sturniolo

warnings: cheating, badly written smut (?), english not being my first language

“Thank you so much for watching. See you next Friday!” Nick’s voice sounded from the walls of the triplet’s kitchen walls after they just finished recording a new video.

The moment his voice quietened; it was replaced by a small applause. The brothers looked up and saw you leaning against the entrance.

“Great video,” you commented, lightly biting your lip. Then you turned your gaze to your boyfriend and approached him to kiss his cheek. “Hey.”

“Hi, babe,” Chris replied, tilting his head at the last moment so that your lips met his instead of his cheek.

You continued their kiss for a moment, while the other two brothers exchanged knowing glances—they both liked you, though they didn’t think you were the perfect match for Chris.

Matt cleared his throat loudly, trying to interrupt your affection so they could get back to taking care of things related to the new video. You glanced at him, then winked and mouthed, “In an hour.” He responded with a slight smile and a nod.

You shrugged. “Well, I’ll let you guys finish the video.”

Before you left their house, you made eye contact with Matt again, suggestively licking your lower lip.

The only sound in the car was loud moaning. It was parked in an empty store parking lot that had been closed for hours. You tossed your hair over your other shoulder, kissing the neck of the boy who was moving his hips. Both of you were breathing heavily.

“Matt,” you gasped loudly, biting your lip as a loud moan escaped your throat.

His movements became increasingly sloppy until you felt him finish in the condom. You whimpered in disappointment, as you still hadn’t reached your high. The brunette took a few deep breaths and kissed her exposed collarbone before kneeling on the car floor.

“Sorry,” he muttered, then immediately began rubbing your clit with two fingers, making you moan.

He continued this caress for a moment, simultaneously sliding and curling two fingers inside you, until you arched your back and loudly gasped his name. He smiled in satisfaction, licking his fingers while maintaining eye contact with you.

“That was…” You took a deep breath and ran your fingers through your hair. “Amazing.”

Matt smirked smugly, then handed your clothes to you, also putting on his boxers and removing the condom, which he tossed out the window. You rolled her eyes at this sight but chose not to comment.

“You know it’s our birthday today?” he commented in a restrained voice.

You nodded, still trying to catch her breath. Then you shrugged.

“A day like any other. I’ll sleep with him tonight as a gift.”

Matt only bit his lip, lowering his gaze. Oh, how he wished he wasn’t the other man.

“H-hello?” you said with a trembling voice.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” Chris asked worriedly.

“Um, yes. Shit, yes. YES. Um, I mean yes, why do you ask?”

Matt smirked maliciously, speeding up his movements and causing you to moan. This was yet another Sunday in a row you spent in the car in the parking lot. It had become a sort of tradition for you. However, Chris usually didn’t call you when you were having sex. And especially not so close to your climax.

“I just haven’t seen you in a while and thought we could meet up.”

“Ugh, no. I can’t.”

You could no longer suppress a moan that escaped your throat. You tried to cover it up with a cough, but it was in vain.

“Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Y-yes, I’m just… I’m shopping, and these bags are heavy. I got a bit out of breath,” you lied quickly, pulling Matt’s hair hard.

His mouth was sucking the skin of your breast, and his hands were roaming your back. Suddenly, your back arched, and you came with a loud moan. You took a deep breath, focusing entirely on the conversation with her boyfriend.

“Sorry, I tripped. What were you saying?”

You heard a heavy sigh on the other end of the line, followed by Chris’s voice.

“Y/N, is there something you want to tell me?”

“What do you mean?”

“Y/N, please…”

“Chris, what are you talking about?”

“Look out the window.”

You did as instructed, immediately freezing. The phone slipped from your hand, landing somewhere on the seat. In the parking spot right next to them, stood Chris with a pained expression. You quickly threw on her dress and panties, then jumped out to him.

“C-Chris, I can explain…”

“I saw everything. I wondered why you both always disappeared at the same time on Sundays, but I never expected… This.”

“I-I…”

“How long has this been going on?”

Matt also got out of the car and stood next to his brother. His lips were swollen, and his hair was messy. Chris just shook his head in disappointment.

“Half a year,” Matt confessed when it became clear that you weren’t going to answer.

Chris muttered a curse under his breath, then turned to his (now probably ex) girlfriend.

“Half a year? We’ve been together for seven months, so… You’ve been cheating on me for almost our entire relationship? It’s over. I can’t forgive you. And you, Matt… I expected more from you.”

He shook his head again, starting to walk away. You wanted to run after him, but Matt grabbed your wrist.

“Y/N, leave him. He had to find out someday. Now we don’t have to hide and…”

You burst out laughing.

“We don’t have to hide? This…” You pointed to the space between them. “This isn’t a relationship or anything. And it never will be. You’re good in bed, but that’s it. And now, excuse me, I need to get my boyfriend back.”

After saying those words, you started running in the direction where Chris had disappeared around the corner. Matt could only stand there, heartbroken, watching the girl who owned his heart.

“Oh, I wish I had Chris’s girl,” he muttered sadly under his breath.

[hedwig221b]

Hedwig!! I love your fics so much, no one else does Sterek like you🤞

This is so random but I’ve been craving some outsider POV fics of you have any recommendations:)

P.S. I love Eros Mania Amor and it definitely inspired this request lol

Hi! Thank you so much! 💗 Here are some of my faves:

Oblivious Misadventures, and Other Such Tales by Little Spoon (JaydenNara)

Going to college was exciting and new, a chance for new friends and a fresh start, and the best part was, there was a supernatural fraternity on campus, meaning Scott finally had the freedom to be himself.

Then he met the resident human who came with a stalker alpha. What was the point of a supernatural fraternity if he still had to pretend to be human. And seriously, did Stiles ever fall asleep somewhere normal?

the demon slayer by the_problem_with_stardust

Jaz sighs, leaning back against her alpha. “They’re going to tear us apart.”

“No they won’t. Alpha Hale is an honorable man.” Maria presses a wry smile into her mate's neck. “It’s literally the only thing every other pack we’ve met with has agreed on.”

“But his Emissary…” Jaz swallows hard, trying not to think of the stories they’ve heard. Stories of a man who banished a legion of demons to hell, using only the force of his will.

A Spotter's Guide to the North American Werewolf Hunter by wearingthelilac

Dealing with a hunter roommate was not covered in the student handbook.

Or the one where Stiles' college roommate is a werewolf and thinks Stiles is a hunter.

Is This Seat Taken? Only By My Delusions by SylvieW

An unknown werewolf and his mate move to Beacon Hills and the McCall pack isn’t sure what to expect from them. They discover that while Derek isn’t a problem, Stiles might be.

Scotty didn't know by Smowkie

Scott was confused. They both smelled almost horny, except not really sexual, more like in awe, and they kept approaching each other, complimenting each other, and-. Derek lifted a hand, gently touched Stiles’ cheek.

“Do the eye thing again,” he murmured, and Stiles’ smile was huge as his eyes turned white.

“What the fuck,” Scott said faintly, but no one seemed to notice him.

The life of the irresistibly oblivious Stiles series by Nosiddam1

Just a series of cute fluffy one shots where Stiles is irresistible or oblivious or both and who only has eyes for Derek.

Fell In Love With A Boy by beekayem

When Sera moved to Beacon Hills she met the man of her dreams. Stiles Stilinski her next door neighbour with extraordinary cooking and baking skills and a smile that just melts her heart. He was perfect.

He was also married…to a man. Who may or may not be her boss.

Life was hard.

Too Little Too Late by SolariaLunar21

Danny's always had a secret crush on Stiles Stilinski but never hopes for more until he over-hears Scott and Stiles talking about the other boy coming out to his Dad as bi.

Other fic recs: pack mom!Stiles | angsty fics | possessive Derek | baby/mpreg | historical | smut | mafia | hurt/comfort | magical!Stiles | Stiles gets kicked out of the pack | BAMF!Stiles | omegaverse

[dilemmaontwolegs]

If you need ideas for the Temptation snapshots, I've got one. It's Scotty's wedding, Daniel's Kitten is a bridesmaid. She looks stunning in a curves complimenting dress. Daniel can't take his eyes off of her but she doesn't have time for him. She's running around, helping everybody with everything till Daniel decides he can't wait anymore and drags her to the bedroom for a quickie only after that they realise that they've fucked in the newlyweds bed

Temptation Snapshot || DR3 {6}

Warnings: 18+ only, nsfw, smut WC: 1.4K F1 Masterlist Story: One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six || Seven Snapshots: One || Two || Three || Four || Five || Six

The Bachelor’s Party/Hen Night Vegas baby! That was the caption to the clip of Daniel arriving in Las Vegas for Scotty’s bachelor party - the two Australians 100 percent ready to unleash hell on Sin City with their close-knit group of friends. At just over 2000 kilometres away, you were boarding a private boat with Chloe in Vancouver as her hen night began far more sedately. While the next 24 hours with the bridal party was all about pampering and enjoying the beautiful views out on the water, the groomsmen were making promises to each other that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.

Come morning light everyone would start making their way to Venice where the big event was going down - for better or for worse. You had a feeling the boys would certainly be feeling worse.

You were utterly relaxed after a massage and a soak in the hot tub on the top deck with the girls, the stars glittering in the night sky. Chloe’s friends were an endless stream of gossip and it was hard to keep up with their exciting lives until your phone started to vibrate on your sunbed. 

“Excuse me,” you apologised as you stepped out of the warm water and saw a facetime call coming in from Danny. “Hey, I thought you would be too busy to call?”

“You should come here, kitten,” he slurred as the camera moved erratically and you heard Scotty’s laugh in the background. “Look,” he tried to pan the video around and you guessed he was somewhere on the strip from all the bright lights. “White Chapel! We could get married right now.”

You tilted your head so you could properly see what he was showing you. “You want me to come to Las Vegas and get married at a White Chapel?” you laughed with a shake of your head. “You know my dad would never forgive you if he didn’t get to give me away.”

“I just want you all to myself, as Mrs Ricciardo,” he whined as the camera turned back to his face and a chorus of whipping sounds erupted from the guys around him. “Fuck off! You’re whipped too.”

“So you admit you’re whipped,” Scotty shouted happily and the call was dropped as they started a little scuffle, more like brothers than friends.

“You have that man wrapped around your finger,” Chloe teased when you slipped back into the steaming water.

“Look who's talking,” you said with a wink and grabbed your drink, raising it up to clink it with hers. “You mastered the art first.”

“I suppose I did,” she giggled before toasting with the circle. “To our boys, and their peak golden retriever energy.”

The Wedding Day “Behave,” you warned Daniel when he tried to corner you in the hotel’s corridor. “I’m a woman on a mission so keep your hands to yourself.”

“You know I can’t help it when my kitten gets all bossy,” he chuckled as he pinned you to the wall with his body. “No one will notice if we slip away for a few minutes.”

“Chloe would, since I’m meant to be getting her shoes.”

Reaching into his breast pocket he pulled out a tiny book similar to what you would get when you bought a raffle. Licking the pad of his thumb he started to flick through the pages before humming and ripping a tab out. “Here,” he said as he tucked it into your cleavage. “That is contractually binding too, I might add.”

You fished the paper out and opened it to see it was a comical voucher for a quickie in the nearest room. “I’m sure my lawyer would agree with you,” you joked as you straightened his lapels. “Where did you even get this?”

“I may or may not have stolen it from Scotty’s presents, but I thought it would have been a waste to go to them. I know him and it would end up in the bin before they even went on their honeymoon. So?” His eyes darted to the door beside you and he wiggled his eyebrows. “You look ridiculously sexy in that dress, kitten, and it is doing all sorts of crazy things to me.”

“Well I would hate to get in trouble with the law, since this is contractually binding…”

His smile grew and he tested the door only to growl when it didn’t open, but the next one was left unlocked. “Better make it quick, baby, I have no idea who this room belongs to.”

The spike of adrenaline made you rush to lift your dress and Daniel’s belt snapped open as he shoved his trouser halfway down his tattooed thighs before pulling you onto his lap at the edge of the bed. Your bodies joined with a harmonious moan and you relished the full feeling when you hadn’t been prepared for him, something that rarely happened.

“Fuck, you feel so good, kitten,” he moaned, his hand reaching for your hair before you grabbed it.

“This took two hours, don’t mess it up.”

“Okay, okay,” he obeyed, settling his hands on your hips and using his strength to guide you up and down his cock. You didn’t have the same issue with his hair, the short curls still left untamed, so you dragged your fingers through them as you bounced on his lap.

“You look tired,” you commented before you lost all ability to think, noticing the dark bags under his brown eyes. “Did you conquer Vegas or did Vegas conquer you?”

A smirk played on his lips and he shook his head. “Sorry, kitten, the boys all made a promise. Scouts honour.”

Your head tilted to the side as you stopped riding him. “Is that how it is now?”

“Don’t stop, baby,” he begged as you started to climb off his lap. “Wait, wait, okay.”

“What happened in Vegas, Daniel?” you asked, neither pulling away nor lowering yourself back down him.

“Nothing like you’re thinking,” he muttered.

“Daniel…”

“I may have gotten a little bit shitfaced,” he admitted and you lifted an eyebrow that made him crumble. His head dropped into your cleavage as he confessed, “I was totally off my tit drunk and so was Scotty, and we may have crashed out on the same bed.”

You slipped back down his cock until you were saddled on his lap again. “That’s not bad, why were you trying to hide it?”

“Those assholes took photos of us cuddling and crying together because we missed out girls now can you please move before I start crying again.”

It was a quick jumble of words barely more than a whisper but you caught them, just, and they caught you off guard. In a split second your head was thrown back with a laugh and you cradled him to your chest.

“Fuck me, keep laughing, kitten,” Daniel moaned. “So fucking tight when you do that.”

It drove Daniel wild and he started bucking his hips as you rode him, hitting deeper with each change in the angle until your eyes screwed shut and your heart hammered. You wanted to kiss him like your life depended on it but the makeup hadn’t been set long enough and you weren’t willing to risk smearing the masterpiece.

“I’m gonna cum, daddy,” you whimpered as heat flushed your skin and you pushed through the ache in your legs from the position. Your orgasm ripped through you like a bolt of lightning.

“Fuck, oh fuck, fuuuuck,” Daniel groaned as your cunt gripped his dick like a vice and he filled you with the thick ropes of his cum. “Shit, kitten, you’re gonna kill me with that pretty pussy of yours,” he commented as you climbed off and rearranged your dress into place.

“I think you just need more self-control,” you teased as you looked around the room and froze. There on the table was the white Jimmy Choo box you had been sent to find, next to a plate of delicate handmade chocolates and a neatly written card dedicated to the newlyweds. “Oh shit.”

Daniel looked up from his belt he had rebuckled and saw you grab the shoes from the box, his eyes taking in everything as he came to the same conclusion. “Oh shit,” he laughed, biting his knuckle as the sound grew. He looked back at the bed and quickly swiped a hand across the blankets to smooth out the indents of his ass. “That bed is getting some action today.”

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Benny Rodriguez x Reader Pt 1.

Lil intro: Hi, my name is Y/N McClennan, I'm the older sister of Alan McClennan, but everyone calls him YeahYeah. I am 17 years old, a junior, and I have the best boyfriend ever, Phillips.  I love baseball. I used to play at the Sandlot with the boys, but when I started dating Phillips, the boys got really pissed at me. It's been about a year since I've touched a baseball or even talked to my old friends, which was when I started dating Phillips. This has been incredibly hard since the boys have been my best friends for as long as I can remember. However, the only thing  I can really do about it now is to accept the fact that I broke their trust. Especially Benny's. 

Actual Story: Y/N's POV

I was incredibly excited for today. It was finally the official last day of my junior year. After a long and anticipated wait, school just got out, and now it's time for one of my last summers in the San Fernando Valley.

Of course, as part of my everyday routine, I walked up to Phillips's locker. "Hey," I said.

"Hey, baby," Phillips replied as he kissed my cheek. He grabbed my hand, and I gladly took it, but out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something unusual. Benny was looking at us, and it was clear he wasn't too thrilled.

This made me a little upset and curious because Benny and I were best friends for almost as long as I can remember. The day that our friendship ended was the day that I told him I started dating Phillips, which will be a year in two days. Everyone except Scotty and my brother rebelled to get me off their team, and we haven't talked since.

I still remember how he looked when I told him. He didn't look pissed off, he just looked sad and disappointed. The pain in his eyes, the betrayal. I understand that he and Phillips don't get along, but as my best friend, I was hoping he would have been supportive. I didn't realize I was thinking so much until Phillips cut me off.

"You okay babe?" Phillips asked.

"Yeah, of course, I'm fine," I replied with a slight smile.

He turned around, clearly knowing I was lying. Benny was still looking at us. "You're looking at Rodriguez?" Phillips asked.

"Oh, um yeah. I just wanted to make sure he saw this," I said as I passionately kissed Phillips. I don't even know why I did this. I would've liked to have mended my relationship with Benny, but this just shows that I don't care. How could I be so fucking stupid?

We pulled away when we heard a locker door and a door slam. I looked at where Benny was standing. He was gone. I could tell he was infuriated. I could kind of feel his pain in a way. It was obvious Benny was irritated when he saw us before I made the rash decision of kissing Phillips in front of him. I should have just left it at that.

In all honesty, I've always had a little crush on Benny. The way he is so passionate about baseball, it's pretty hot. Once Benny and I talked about the future, and what we wanted. He made it very clear that he did not have time for a relationship, nor did he want one. I knew at that moment I had to move on. So, I went with someone who had put in the effort of trying to impress me and decided to give him a chance.

I love Phillips, I mean, he's great, and we're super happy, but sometimes I wonder how happy I would be with Benny. I really miss him. After all, he was my best friend. I'm going to talk to Yeah-Yeah when I get home to see if the boys would let me back on the team. They really were the best and most loyal friends a girl could have. And what did I do? I started dating their enemy. Like who does that? Thinking about it now, I see why they kicked me off the team, and I wouldn't blame them if they didn't want to be friends again.

After thinking, Phillips and I start walking to his house. It's only a couple of blocks, so we don't feel the need to drive. It's nice walking with him. It's giving me time to clear my head and push out any doubts that I have.

Phillips then breaks the silence, "Y/N, are you okay? You've been acting weird since we saw Rodriguez." I sigh and reply, "I don't know. I just really miss my friends. I love you, and you know that, but I just wish they would get over it." Phillips responds, "I know you miss them. You also need to understand that, besides Rodriguez, there's an age difference there. They're only 14 and 15. Them being like this is somewhat valid, they're supposed to be immature, you know? Rodriguez, on the other hand, that's just immature." I don't say anything; I just give him a peck on the cheek and smile. We look up to see that we're standing outside his house. We go in, start watching movies, and cuddle.

After we get done hanging out at his house, I kiss Phillips goodbye, get in my car that I drove over to his house before school, and drive home. I start bawling in the car. Phillips made a lot of sense, but it doesn't hurt any less. I reach my driveway, park my car, and then head inside my house. I walk to Yeah-Yeah's room to go talk to him and see how the boys are doing. Once I get to his room, he's not in there. I guess he's still out with them. I then walk to my room and try to go to sleep in order to prevent myself from crying again. 

After struggling to fall asleep for a few hours, I left my bedroom. I look in Yeah-Yeah's room to see if he's home. He's passed out cold. I have no one to talk to currently, so I  walk to the one place I can fully clear my thoughts. 

Lmk if y’all want part 2!! <3

[fandomnsfw]

Let Me Love You - Isaac Lahey x Reader

Pairing: Isaac x Reader

Prompt: Request -

Warning: Smut...Smut....and a kick to the nads.

Thank you to my beta who did this fore me last night! @lets-imagine-fanfics

ENJOY!!

*****

You stormed into the school with a scowl on your face, your crimson red stilettos clicking against the smooth off-white floor.  Your outfit was like your usual, sassy and overdressed. At least that’s what Stiles liked to say. You were wearing an off the shoulder black crop top, that zipped up and slightly resembled a bomber jacket. Your jeans were high waist with rips covering the front, as well as a large rip at the top of your thigh just under your right ass cheek.  

Your shoes were excessively high and overbearingly bright red to match your handbag and deep red matte lipstick. Your eyeshadow was a nude matte with a cut crease, a moderately thick wing and fake eyelashes. And to top it off you had a five-row diamanté choker and diamond curved square earrings.  

You channelled your hearing, trying to find the pack. Once you’d located them, you stormed into the cafeteria angrily as you heard the boy behind you catching up slowly. You locked eyes with Lydia who shot you a raised brow before she looked behind you with a scowl.  

You stormed over to the table, ignoring your boyfriend who was traipsing behind you out of breath. Glancing at Stiles briefly as his eyes flicked to your heels before letting out a snort. Scott looked behind you as your panting boyfriend, who had finally caught up. You could sense him behind you but that didn’t mean you were about to give him the time of day.  

“Y/N, come on, it didn’t mean anything. it was a mist-”  

“How many shitty rom-coms did you watch to get that line?” You snorted cutting his words off before turning to face him.  

“Come on, baby, i-”  

“You need some help, Y/N?” Scott asked as Isaac stood up to move over to you only for Scott to stop him.  

“No, I got this Scotty.” You replied sweetly, giving him a soft glance before turning to your boyfriend and bring up leg up, the weight of your platform causing the kick to his balls to hurt way more than it would have had you been wearing flats.  

“We’re done.” You snarled as he fell to the floor clutching his crotch painfully.  

You sat down in between Isaac and Scott as your now ex-boyfriend was lifted by his friends, who were quite clearly trying to hold back their laughter and teasing remarks. Stiles leaned over Isaac with a raised brow, causing you to match his expression in confusion.  

“How do you even walk in those?” Stiles muttered as he pointed to the pair of high heels on your feet.  

“With great strength and precision.” You deadpanned, causing Erica to snigger to herself.  

“So who’d you catch him with?” Jackson asked casually like it was somehow a regular occurrence to have a pack mate’s boyfriend cheating on them.  

“Ava.” You growled as said girl walked into the cafeteria. You tuned into the conversation she was having with Abigail and Emma.  

‘Don’t you think Isaac got so hot recently?’ Ava giggled as she glanced over at Isaac who was sat next to you minding his own business. You stood up and threw your right leg over him before sitting down and straddling him. He looked up from his phone with a raised brow as if silently asking what you were doing.  

“Play along.” You muttered softly with a fake smile. Isaac snorted but decided to indulge in whatever game you were playing. You leant down to whisper in his ear making it look as sexy and seductive as you could from an outsiders point of view.  

“Can you act like you wanna fuck me desperately for like five minutes to piss Ava off?” You whisper biting his ear for show. He let out a ‘mhmm’ of agreement before pulling you back by your hair gently. He pulled you flush against his body before pulling you down harshly for a kiss that almost had your eyes widening as you felt arousal spark immediately.  

The kiss was like fire had ignited inside of you and your whole body burn for it. You let out a little whimper as his tongue brushed across your lower lip. One hand in your hair while the other slipped just under the bottom of your top, skimmed against the heated skin.  

You had completely forgotten about Ava as you gripped onto Isaac t-shirt, letting him control the kiss willingly. You snapped out of the kiss as someone coughed awkwardly behind you. You pulled away with a flushed face and half-lidded eyes, your face one of pure uncut desire. Scott and Stiles gaped at you as you tried to bring your head out the clouds.  

You felt dizzy from the kiss, which only caused your eyes to zone out slightly, as you swayed in Isaac’s lap. He let out a chuckle as he pulled you against his chest in an effort to keep you from falling.  

“Jesus, Isaac, did you slip her an aphrodisiac when you kissed her, she’s totally gone!” Erica laughed with Allison as they stared at you.  

“No, I just did what she wanted.” Isaac snorted as he cupped your cheeks, lifting your face up to look into your eyes.  

“Y/N, dinners almost over.” Isaac whispered softly, his eyes scanning yours in amusement.  

You blinked a few times before shaking your head in embarrassment. You slid off his lap into your own seat as a few of the pack members chuckled at your flushed face. You glanced at Isaac who had gone back to his phone like none of it ever happened.  

***  

You were sat in Allison’s bedroom in between Erica and Lydia who were painting their nails. Allison let out a chuckle as she read a text on her phone, causing you to raise an eyebrow. She glanced at you with a cheeky grin before glancing back at her phone. Cora rolled her eyes as she scrolled through Facebook aimlessly, choosing to ignore Allison’s laugh, until she finally spoke up.  

“Scott and the boys are hanging out tonight at Derek’s.” Allison supplied making you hum in thought.  

“I wonder what the boys talk about when they’re away from us?” You pondered with a smirk.  

“Probably pussy, video games and action movies.” Erica laughed as she looked up from her freshly painted red nails.  

“Kinda like us then except ours is cock, fashion and romance movies.” You huffed in amusement.  

“Speaking of dick. When are you gonna jump on Isaac’s.” Lydia muttered casually, her eyes never leaving her nails.  

“Lydia, I literally just broke up with my boyfriend less than 48 hours ago.” You snorted, sarcasm lacing your voice.  

“You kissed him less than 10 minutes after your break up, so by calculated standards you should be riding his dick right now.” Lydia chuckled, a smirk gracing her nude pink lips.  

“He doesn’t even see me like that.” You huffed childishly, throwing yourself back on the bed in annoyance.  

“If he didn’t see you like that he wouldn’t have kissed you like he was about to fuck you in the middle of the school cafeteria.” Cora laughed as you blushed slightly.  

“I told him to act like he wanted to fuck me cos Ava was there talking about how hot he was and I wanted to piss her off.” You pouted as Allison stared down at you.  

“Isaac’s a terrible actor.” Erica declared, a smirk adorning her red lips. Allison looked at you curiously before turning back to her phone.  

“So, how do you feel about him?” Allison asked gently, after a few seconds off silence.  

“Honestly? I’ve always liked Isaac but never made a move. He’s so tall and hot but he also has this sweet side to him, like when he carried my bag for me on the way home one time. Then there’s his dominant side.” You trailed off with a grin on your face.  

“Everyone thinks he’s a walking puppy but he has this look that screams dominance. Every time he does it makes my knee’s go weak…Fuck I’ve got it so bad.” You groaned.  

Allison chuckled before declaring they order pizza. The girls agreed, all rattling off their orders before deciding to scan through Netflix. After 20 minutes there was a knock at the door which made everyone frown. The pizza place always took at least 45 minutes so to say the girls were confused was an understatement. Allison slid her gun into the back of her jeans before walking to the door, you and the other girls following behind closely. Lydia was at the back since she didn’t have any real fighting skills yet.  

Allison opened the front door her hand on the gun but quickly relaxed when she saw Isaac stood there with a smirk. He held up his phone as a video started playing. You couldn’t see anything but you heard your voice. In the video, you were talking about your feelings for Isaac and honestly, right now you’d wished the ground would swallow you whole.  

You glanced and the girls with wide eyes, trying to figure out who did it. However, none of them gave anything away. Isaac let the video play out much to your own embarrassment but once it was done he pocketed his phone and strode over to you with hooded eyes. He picked you up and threw you over his shoulder before turning to the girls  

“Thanks, Allison, for the video. We’ll see you at school on Monday.” Isaac chuckled before leaving the house, the girls chuckling and waving to you as you disappeared from sight. You had wide eyes as he placed you down in front of what looked to be Scott’s bike. You gave him a curious look before he motioned to the bike silently.  

“Isaac wha-”  

“Get on the bike before I decide to fuck you in the middle of the street.” Isaac growled, causing your eyes to widen tenfold. You hopped onto the bike behind Isaac without another word.  

He sped down the road, which was almost empty due to it being around 11 at night. You clung to him tightly and almost cursed when you arrived at the McCall’s because you had to let go. You adjusted your white Adidas cap before glancing at the boy was had just gotten off the bike.  

You went to get off the bike only to be lifted up and thrown back over Isaac’s shoulder. You let out a squeak which only earnt you a chuckle from the boy carrying you. He walked into the house, closing the door behind him before moving straight up the stairs.  

“Where’s Melissa?” You whispered as he kicked open the door to his room.  

“Night shift and Scott’s staying at Derek.” Isaac answered easily before throwing you down on the bed which caused you to let out another little squeak.  

He shed his leather jacket and v neck t-shirt before crawling onto the bed straight towards you. You scrambled back as you took in his predatory glance, but your attempts were futile because he soon had you cornered and honestly you felt nothing but arousal.  

“Before I fuck you into next week, I just want to put out there that this isn’t a fling. You’re mine now. Any objections?” Isaac chuckled as he hovered over you covered stomach.  

“N-No.” You stuttered nervously, your face flushing softly.  

He let out a chuckle as he began working on unbuttoning your jeans and slipping off your Adidas sneakers. He moved up once the task was complete, his lips pressing against yours in a heated kiss. You let out a gasp which he took as an invite and slipped his tongue into your mouth, twisting it with yours.  

Once your jeans were unbuttoned and unzipped, he pulled them down your legs without a second thought and that’s when your eyes snapped open as you remembered what you were wearing.  

You had a pure white bodysuit on, which usually wouldn’t be a problem except for today, you’d chosen to wear your thong one. Meaning the front rest just above your hips and your ass was completely exposed. You thanked the heavens you were laying on your back for now.  

“You’re not wearing any underwear.” Isaac huffed darkly with a smirk however that was quickly replaced were a suspicious scowl.  

“Turn over.” He instructed as he threw your high waist boyfriend jeans somewhere in the room.  

Your eyes widened as you stared at him with flushed cheeks. He shot you a smirk, letting you know he’d already figured it out. When you didn’t move he flipped you over and as he did he let out a groan of approval.  

“Fuck…I might not even take this off to fuck you. I might just…” He trailed off as he lifted you up, so you were face down with your ass in the air, before moving the thin material away from your pussy.  

“God, look at you.” Isaac chuckled as he lifted his free hand and ran his middle finger down your slit. You let out a gasp as he brushed against your fold, a moan quickly following when he softly circled your clit.  

“You’re so wet and I’ve barely touched you.” Isaac teased as he pushed the tip of his index finger into your dripping pussy  

You felt the bed jolt as he moved, but before you had time to evaluate what was happening his tongue was pushing inside you. You inhaled harshly, quickly followed by a dirty moan that earnt you a chuckle from Isaac. He pulled his tongue back out, pulling away completely. Leaving you whining in protest.  

Suddenly Isaac was laid down, his face directly under your wet heat. You moved so your arms were supporting you, glancing between your legs with wide eyes. He glanced up at you with a smirk before grabbing your ass and pulling your pussy down roughly.  

You let out a gasp as you flicked his tongue against you, finally realising what he was doing. You sat up and looked down boy at the boy underneath you with flushed cheeks and hooded lids. He tapped you ass slightly, before sticking out his tongue. You grind down on his tongue experimentally, letting out a moan as you did it again with more certainty. He gripped your thighs as he moaned at the taste of you, his eyes never leaving yours. You thread your hands through his hair gently as he began sucking you clit harshly.  

“O-Oh god…” You panted, a loud breathless moan following shortly after.  

His nails dug into your hips his chest rumbling out a growl of arousal. You thrust your hips against his mouth, the jolt of power you felt from this position drove you crazy, yet somehow at the same time, you felt utterly under his control.  

“Isaac…” You panted, your voice raspy and spent, your thrusting slowly coming to a stop when you became too tired to move anymore.  

He grunted letting you know he understood but before you could move he rolled you onto your back, his face still buried in your pussy. The ass was off the ground with only your thigh being supported on Isaac's shoulder.  

The new position let you exposed, the moonlight hitting the bed lighting it up softly. You let out a whine of embarrassment and arousal as he continued his job of devouring you. You gripped onto his bed your back arching slightly, as your fists buried in the sheets.  

“I-Isaac…Shit don’t stop…’M gonna cum” You stuttered between breaths.  

Your stomach clenched tightly as you pushed towards you orgasm willing it to take over. As he moved back to your clit he pushed two fingers into you roughly and that was enough to tip you straight over the edge.  

“F-Fuck, Is-Isaac!” You screamed as your legs shook from the intensity of your orgasm. He lowered your ass to the bed gently, as he held your hips to ground you slightly as the orgasm was finally calming down. He stroked your thighs gently as he watched you finally open your eyes.  

“Hi there.” Isaac chuckled gently, his hands sliding up your thigh until there were squeezing the flesh where your thighs end.  

“Hi.” You giggled softly, still slightly dazed as you looked up at him.  

He lifted one hand and crooked his finger in a come hither motion. You sat up slowly and shuffled forward slightly, so your crotches were in line with each other. You hooked your legs around his waist, as your hands slid up his chest to clamp around his neck. You brushed your nose against his gently, his hands clutching at your waist tightly.  

“Hold on tight.” He whispered huskily. You nodded and clung to him like a koala bear before he flipped you over with ease.  

You let out a little giggle as he nipped at your neck playfully, his hands sliding up your side until they were yanking down your bodysuits straps. He lent down and took your nipple into his mouth, biting and sucking on it. You inhaled harshly, clutching at his hair as he moved to the other nipple paying it the same attention. After he deemed it enough her moved back and looked down at you.  

“You want me to prep you so the stretch doesn’t hurt?” Isaac chuckled as he stared into your eyes, unbuttoning his jeans. You raised a brow at him in confusion.  

“You know I’m not a vi- Oh my god!” You squeaked as he pulled out his fully hard cock. You’d been with two guys since you were 16 and both of them were above average size but now looking at Isaac they suddenly went from a good size to pitiful compared to him.  

“Holy shit.” You muttered, eyes wide as you stared at his member.  

The more you stared at it though, the more arousal you felt. You were never one to care about size, always going by the saying ‘It’s not the size that matters it how they use it’. However, right now, you were practically drooling.  

Without a sound, you moved away from him and shift to all fours bending down and wrapping your hand around his shaft. Your ass was raised but your face was now level with his cock. You let out a moan of approval, pumping him a few times.  

You glanced up at him, your eyes locking on his as you pursed your lips and let string of spit dripped down to his cock. He let out a moan at you sight which only made you smirk. If there was one thing you know it’s that as much a porn isn’t realistic, boys still loved some of the filthy things pornstar’s do. You moved your hand up and down painfully slow, as you spread the fluid all over his large cock.  

You ducked your head before licking up his shaft agonizingly slow. He let out a little hiss of pleasure as his right-hand thread through your hair. You glanced up at him as you finally wrapped your lips around his shaft, his eyes rolling it to the back of his head as you sucked on him harshly.  

You circled your tongue around the head before sucking him down further. You thrusted upwards and he pushed your head down causing you to gag a little before you thankfully adjusted. He was panting heavily as he thrust into your awaiting throat. You gagged occasionally, however when you did he would pull back to let you breath, before thrusting straight back in.  

When he finally pulled you all the way of his cock you let out a whine of protest. He chuckled darkly as he tugged your head back with the hair clutched in his hand. He pulled you up so you were kneeling, his bare chest pressed against your breasts.  

“You ready baby?” Isaac whispered against your ear huskily, his hand still clutching your hair.  

“Y-Yes.” You muttered shyly.  

However, it seemed that’s all the answer he needed to manhandle you down to the bed. Isaac now between your legs, his hand gripping your thighs and motioning you to wrap your legs around him. You did as you were instructed before he leaned down and kissed you roughly, his tongue thrusting into your mouth. His tongue swirling with yours before moving to trace every inch of your mouth.  

You moaned into his mouth, as his tip brushed across your entrance. Your hands fling around his shoulders as he began pushing in. He eased in gently until he was finally bottomed out, his hand soothing your hair affectionately, as you wince against his neck.  

He looked into your eyes as you finally felt the pain disappearing, that’s when you noticed the black veins on his arm that was caressing your hair. You bite his neck letting him know he could move, he hummed out an okay before he pulled almost all the way out and thrusted back in agonizingly slow. A moan left your lips as he pushed back in, his weight all on one hand as his other caressed down your body. You nibbled on his earlobe before letting out a breathy moan against his ear, which earnt you a groan.  

“Harder.” You purred seductively, causing a huskily moan to erupt from his mouth. He growled as he began to thrust in and out at you in an animalistic pace, the suddenness of it making you scream out in pleasure.  

He sat up and gripped bothy our hips as he thrust into you so hard and deep it had you arching off the bed in bliss. You gripped his forearms in an attempt to ground yourself, his claws slowly making an appearance. They dug into your hips almost drawing blood as they did.  

“F-Fuck!” You cursed, a moan following shortly after.  

“Your cock is so fucking big.” You moaned loudly as your claws started to come out. You moved them from his arms so you wouldn’t hurt him but he growled at you causing your eyes to widen slightly.  

“Don’t hold back. Let go.” Isaac muttered as his thrust slowed but still remained hard and deep.  

“Mmm, I-Isaac…” You whined as you made grabby hands at him, earning yourself a chuckled from the boy. He bent down allowing you to cling to him as he sped up his thrusts once again.  

“S-Shit…You’re so tight.” He groaned as he felt you clamp around his cock, your body trying to suck him in further.  

You raked your claws down him back leaving blood covered marks in your wake. He let out an animalistic growl before he started drilling into you so fast your body could barely keep up. Your moans barely had chance to leave your mouth.  

His claws dug into your waist drawing blood but all you could feel was pleasure. Your stomach began coiling back up as your orgasm approached quickly. You clenched around his dick letting him know you were close which only caused him to move one bloodied hand to your clit. He began circling it roughly, making sure his claws didn’t cut you.  

“Oh, g-god…I-Isaac ‘m cumming!” You screamed out your back arching, causing it to push against his chest.  

“Go on baby, cum on my cock.” He groaned against your ear and that all it took for you to started cumming. Your orgasm felt more wet and intense than the last which caused Isaac to sit up and stare down at where his cock was his fingers never leaving your clit.  

He smirked down as he pulled his cock out and began brushed side to side on your clit rather fast. You gasp as you felt another orgasm hit you before the other one could even end. You looked down to see Isaac cock and the bed sheets wet-threw.  

“D-Did I-I ju-just?” You gasped and your body shook from the intensity of your orgasm.  

“Oh yeah…Fuck I need to see that again.” Isaac moaned as he thrust back into you and started moving in and out.  

“Y-You’re no-Oh fuck!” You gasped as he moved his hand against your clit once again.  

“Come on, baby girl, squirt all over my cock.” Isaac chuckled against your ear before pulling back and watching your entrance carefully his hand never ceasing the movements.  

Your back started arching again as you felt your pussy contract around his cock. He pulled out but continued moving his finger across your clit. You felt the liquid soak into the white bodysuit leaving you to feel damp and gross but you couldn’t bring yourself to care because you were shaking from your fourth orgasm.  

“Fuck, as much as wanna do that all night, I need to cum.” Isaac groaned as he licked at his hand that was covered in your juices.  

“Cum inside me…P-Please.” You panted, as he entered you the wet sound causing him to moan in approval. He thrust into you in a way that can only be described as vicious. You clung to him, panting against his ear as you whispered into his ear urging him to cum.  

“Gonna cum in my tight little pussy, baby?” You moaned softly earning yourself a growl from the male above you. He thrust a few more times before he moaned against your shoulder.  

“F-Fuck, Y/N, ‘m cumming.” He growled and he thrust into you, milking himself inside you. After a few more thrusts he stopped and collapsed on top of you. You stroked his hair as you both panted against one another. He sat up after a few minutes, looking into your eyes with a smirk on his lips.  

“Well, that was…” You giggled softly as your body finally stopped shaking for the most part.  

“Amazing?” Isaac supplied with a chuckle.  

“Totally.” You huffed in amusement. He looked down at the wet bed and let out a chuckle before smirking down at you.  

“We should probably replace these sheet and then get a shower.” Isaac laughed softly. You gave him a nod with a flushed face as you stared at wet patch.  

****  

“So how was it?” Lydia smirked as she muttered as you stood up from your seat.  

“Fun, amazing and so embarrassing.” You muttered with a flushed face. You began walking to the cafeteria as Erica, Allison and Lydia tried to catch up. Cora trailing behind with no intention of running to catch up.  

“Embarrassing?” Erica snorted in amusement.  

“Don’t even ask.” You grumbled before spotting the boys already at the table. You sat down next to boyfriend, placing a kiss on his lips with a smile. He stroked the back of your hair affectionately as you leant against him.  

“So how are you this fine day…Squirtle?” Jackson snorted and you suddenly felt your face grow very hot.  

“Oh my god, you told them!” You squeaked as Isaac threw a chip at Jackson who couldn’t stop laughing.  

“I don’t know what you’re laughing about Jackson, at least Isaac can bring his girlfriend to an earth-shattering orgasm.” Stiles laughed as you smashed your head onto the table before letting out a groan of pain.  

Why is this your life?

[specialagentlokitty]

Scott x reader - make everything better

could you do just some fluffy cuddles with Scott? Maybe reader (gn or male) has been having a hard time and just needs to hold their boy close to their chest, messing with his hair and running their hands over his skin—tracing random patterns - Anon💜

You hadn’t seen Scott for days, you knew he was busy with whatever was going on in the supernatural world, but you didn’t want any part of it this time so you tried to stay away.

Between school and working, you hardly had time to see him let alone message him.

Pulling up outside his house, you walked up to the door and knocked before waiting patiently.

“(Y/N), how are you I’ve not seen you for a whole.” His mom smiled.

“Hey Mrs McCall, I’m really sorry to drop by. I’ve been good, how’re you?”

“It’s no problem! Scott will be home soon. And I’ve been well, I’ve got to head to work but are you okay to wait upstairs?”

You nodded and waved Malissa off before you made your way upstairs to Scott’s room.

It was a mess, and you couldn’t help but laugh a little as you started to put his things back where they belonged before laying yourself on his bed.

You hadn’t even heard the door open or close, but you heard Scott when he pushed his door open and tossed his bag against the chair in the corner.

“Have you been here long?”

Sitting up a little you shook your head and smiled as you watched him take his jacket and shirt off before walking over.

“No, only like ten minutes I think.”

Scott nodded his head and crawled over to you, letting you rest your head on his chest as you took a deep breath and closed your eyes.

Scott could smell the stress coming from you, so he wrapped his arms tightly around you, kissing the top of your head.

“What’s wrong?” He whispered.

You shrugged a little bit.

“It’s just been a hard couple of days I guess…” you mumbled.

Scott sighed, he moved his hand and placed it under your chin, tilting your head towards his so he could look at you.

“I’m sorry I haven’t been around much…”

Reaching up, you gently touched his cheek before moving your hand up to his hair, gently pulling him down for a kiss.

Scott was more then happy to return it, leaning in further and pulled you into him as much as he could before you both broke away for air.

You smiled softly, and he smiled back, resting his chin on your head as you went back to laying in his chest.

“It’s alright, you know that. You’ve got duties to do.”

“And you should be at the top of that list…” he grumbled.

“Scotty, it’s fine, I know you love me, and I know you wanna protect everyone.”

After a while of Scott just holding you, you finally moved shuffling up so he was resting his head on your chest this time.

He was looking for something to watch on his TV, and you were running your fingers through his hair, eyes closed as you relaxed.

“Are you hungry or anything?” Scott asked.

“Nah, I just wanna stay like this…”

“We’ve got school tomorrow you need to go home at some point.”

“I’ll just steal your clothes.”

“Will I ever get said clothes back?”

Looking down at him, you gave him a little grin as you kissed his nose.

“Not a chance my dear.”

Scott laughed, shaking his head at you as he shuffled around to get comfortable.

He tangled his legs with yours, his head tucked just below your chin while you rested your arms around him.

Scott was quick to fall asleep, you knew he was exhausted and barely getting any sleep over the past few nights.

Running your fingers along his chest, you brought them back up and started to trace random shapes into his skin.

You weren’t really focused on anything, just the feeling of Scott in your arms, all your worries and stress melting away as you held your boyfriend.

Eventually you fell asleep as well, arms wrapped tightly around Scott while he rested his hands over yours.

He woke up before you, but he didn’t move from his bed, he simply sat up, covered your with the quilt and rested your head on his chest.

He ran his fingers through your hair, repeating the motion again and again to comfort you.

Scott just smiled as he looked at you, admiring your sleeping form, the way the sun shone through his window and cast a warm glow on you.

You didn’t smell stressed anymore, and you were more relaxed then you were the night before.

He didn’t have anything to do over the next few nights, so Scott decided in that moment he was going to make up for some much needed missed time, holding you as much as you could and spending every waking moment by your side

[theonlyblackcanary]

This is Our World: 2

@atiny-angel @axelwolf8109 @the-iridescent-phoenix @ozzypawsbone-princeofbarkness @lynspumpkinpatch @epickiya722 @greek-freak101 @thefandomlifechoseus @jackiequick

Note: Eli is ten but I couldn't find any gifs of a young Vince, deal with itttttt

"Whoever let Chris Argent buy the Daily Planet can rot in hell" Stiles cursed. Derek grabbed his hand.

"He won't fire you, you won a Pulitzer prize" He whispered. "But what about you Der?"

"I have other activities" He winked. "Mr. Hale? Can I see you in my office?" Chris Argent called out. Derek kissed Stiles' head and walked off

------

"Are you fuckin kidding me?!" Stiles kicked the vending machine, Derek tilted it forward just a bit so he could get his candy.

"He fired you and acts all sad about it like he's not in charge and decides everything!"

"Calm down baby, this won't be that bad" "Don't tell me to calm down" Stiles glared. Derek raised his hands in surrender. Stiles was scarier than most of the villains he fought sometimes.

His phone rang and he answered it with a frown.

"Hey Cora" Stiles tried not to listen. Derek dropped his phone and went still. "Derek?" Stiles grabbed his head. There weren't a lot of this that made his husband go into shock.

He picked up the phone. "What's wrong?" "Stiles?" Cora sniffed. "What happened?"

"Laura's dead"

------

Derek felt like a child again, when Talia died. The only thing keeping him from collapsing or going into a Kryptonian rage was Stiles hugging him.

"A car accident? Aunt Laura wasn't a bad driver" Jackson smacked Scott on the head.

"Ow!"

"Derek" A old high school friend named Erica Reyes hugged him close. "I'm so sorry"

"Thanks Erica" He said in a small voice. "So they know what happened?" "My dad's looking into it" Stiles said.

Derek didn't even listen, he looked at his boys and just sighed.

"When are we going home?" Eli whined. Jackson pulled his little brother into a hug.

"Soon bud"

Derek sighed and took off his glasses covering his eyes and rubbing his forehead. "This is stressing me out. Peter's not even here"

Stiles hugged him again. "Maybe he's mourning in his own way"

------

"Jackson, we're gonna get in trouble. Dad and Papa always told us to stay away from the barn" "Don't you wanna know why? Besides Eli would tell Dad and then we'd all be in trouble"

Eli stuck his tongue out. Jackson turned on his phone flashlight and looked around.

"Hmm yes this is a barn" "Shut up Scott" "Look!" Eli ran off. "Eli!" Jackson heard a strange humming and grabbed a crowbar. "Jackie!" "Scotty" Jackson replied mockingly.

He broke the lock and opened the door and climbed down. "We're gonna be so grounded"

"What the..." Jackson spotted a spaceship. Eli whimpered and hugged into Scott's side. Jackson picked up what looked like a silver rock. "This is weird"

Scott touched it, Eli did too.

Jackson went nauseous and went back up, Scott followed carrying their little brother. "I feel really sick" "It's the guilt getting to you because we disobeyed Dad at Aunt Laura's funeral"

"Shut up!" Jackson screamed, a sonic wave shooting out from him, causing a support beam in the barn to collapse, sending metal pipes crashing down. Scott immediately put himself on top of his brothers.

Derek heard everything and ran off.

Stiles bolted after him. "Boys!" Derek moved the pipes with little effort. Scott was completely unharmed. "Are you okay?" Stiles picked them up and hugged Eli.

"Yeah" Jackson said, Scott nodding. "Good" Derek grabbed them both by their hair. "Because you are grounded for a week for breaking a rule and almost getting your brother hurt!"

"Ow ow ow" "Dad that hurts!" Derek dragged the twins out. "You're not grounded monkey" Stiles assured. "You were gonna tell us anyways right?" He grinned.

"Yeah!"

[callmewrinkles3]

Truth

June 2023

Em had been on too many of these tables in the last few weeks. Lying back and told the gel was going to be cold, staring at a screen. But this was the important scan. This was the one that meant more than she could say. Dan was holding her hand as they stared at the screen.

“And here’s your baby. They’re measuring perfectly, everything’s good to go.” The technician said and Em let out a long breath. It was ok. They were ok. Their baby was there and safe and things were going to be ok.

“They’re healthy? It looks good?” She asked, trying to bite back tears.

“From what we can see everything is fine. You’re officially out of your first trimester Mrs Ricciardo. Congratulations.”

“Can you keep it on for a minute? We haven’t told my parents yet.” She nodded and Dan pulled his phone out, opening up FaceTime. Grace answered quickly and Em put her free hand over her mouth to stop herself from blurting anything out.

“Danny? Is everything ok? I thought you were calling later?” She asked and Dan couldn’t help letting out a grin.

“We’re good Mum, we’re really good. Em and I thought you’d like to meet your next grandchild.”

“What? JOE! Joe you need to see this! Michelle get over here!” Dan turned the camera to Em who waved at her in-laws, tears fully pouring now as she grinned. They’d been there for the worst moments, supporting them both last year when they were devastated and grieving the possibilities. Keeping this from them had felt impossible but now it was so good to get to show them something happy at last.

“Meet your next grandchild. I’m thirteen weeks, everything’s good. We’re good.” The joy on the faces was clear even from the tiny screen. Dan turned it so they could see the scan and got their look at the baby. It was still so small but there. The technician flicked on the Doppler so they could hear a heartbeat and Em’s tears began to flow again. This was real.

They left with a pile of photos and a promise to be back in Perth in a couple of weeks once Dan had finished some work in England. It was holding hands as they drove back to Scotty and Chloe’s where they’d been holed up for the last week. They needed this so badly and she still couldn’t fully believe it.

Blake met them at the door, nerves clear on her big brother’s face. Em grinned as soon as she saw him.

“Thirteen weeks, one healthy baby, heartbeat strong and we have photos. It’s happening, Blakey. It’s happening.” He grabbed them both into a tight hug and Em let herself be pulled into it. Her boys were there and she was so happy she could cry again. But there was two more people to tell before she could really relax.

That night at dinner Chloe started pouring wine for everyone. Em put her hand over her glass like she had been and her best friend just shook her head.

“I should have expected that from you, you’ve been off drinking for a while. Had too much at the wedding and still staying off?” Em couldn’t stop giggling, watching as Scotty looked at her too. “What?”

“I didn’t actually drink at your wedding at all. I haven’t had a drink since my wedding. Everything got confirmed today so I can say it. I’m thirteen weeks pregnant.”

“Em? Seriously? You’re having a baby?!” Chloe pulled her into a hug as Em heard the commotion in the background.

“You absolute cunt knocking Em up! I better be an uncle!”

[aliypop]

It Feels So Right

Word Count: 2,471

Writers Note: Since you voted for this one here you go!

Warning: SMUT

Pairing: POC OC x Elvis

Plot: 1955 The Garnets and The Blue Moon boys are all on tour alongside Elvis and Cecelia, with Hank Snow and the rest, but when a rainy night happens Elvis and Cecelia learn that the developing feelings they have for each other feel so... Right.

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May 1955 

"So the chord progression is...." Cecelia trailed off as she looked over and saw Elvis, his fingers on the fret of his guitar, her cheeks rosy as she caught him looking back at her. Elvis and Cecelia had been friends now for a year. Yet their bandmates knew there was chemistry between them, "The chord progression is what?" Rosa asked, her guitar in hand as Cecelia was still stuck, 

"D, G, C, Then D." Daphane said as she laughed, "But there's another D on Cecelia's mind." Cecelia snapped back when she heard Carlotta and Rosa laughing, 

"I am not thinking of Elvis at all..." Cecelia huffed,

"No one mentioned him," Daphane smirked as Cecelia rolled her eyes. Sun had partnered up with Paradise Records to crossover some of their audience to a broader black audience, thus the reason Cecelia and her gobsmacking Garnets were on a tour bus with Elvis and many other artists on a tour. Hosted by Hank Snow, an acquaintance of Cecelia's mother, who wasn't accompanying her on the tour. However, her mother's assistant. Midge would be their babysitter, as Carlotta would put it. 

They had made a quick lunch stop as Cecelia stayed on the bus to rework the arrangements of songs for the tour. She never meant to separate herself,

"Cece catch!" Elvis threw a burger at her, and she caught it as she laughed, 

"Did you get bacon on it?"

"Oh shoot, I forgot..." He said in a sarcastic tone. He noticed her nose scrunch up as he smirked, "Of course I did!" He laughed as she sat next to him, 

"So how's the arrangin goin'," Elvis asked, biting into his burger,

"Not good..." She blushed. Looking away as she bit into her burger, Elvis touched her hand. and her insides tingled,

 "What's going on with it..." He asked. Taking a glance at her, Cecelia sighed, "Rosa's an alto, Daphane is a tenor and Carlotta's pitchy," 

"Bit bitchy too..." Elvis mumbled, 

"What was that?"

"A bit pitchy too, I-I agree." He laughed as she leaned closer to him. "I know what you said, Pres." She playfully punched him as he pulled her into his lap, her legs flying up in her pink pants, 

"ELVIS!!!!" She squeaked as he kept laughing, his tongue pressed against her face as he licked her cheek like a happy dog, "You had mustard on yer face." He winked as she chuckled, 

"How's things with you and Dixie..." Changing the subject so she could ground herself,

 "Oh... uh..."

"Uh oh, I know that face..." Cecelia looked into his eyes, her heart pounding as she wanted to grab him and kiss him, 

"We uh didn't make it..." 

"You took her to prom and..." 

"She said the fame was gettin too much for her to handle." 

"Geez, Pres, I'm sorry..." Her eyes had a compassionate feel to them."I know you loved her," She hugged him as he blushed hard. He loved Dixie, but when he was in Cecelia's arms, he couldn't help but feel like he was home. 

"I've gotten over it." He shrugged,

"Well, I uh broke up lately too," Elvis looked shocked. He didn't know she was seeing anyone, and suddenly. There was a pit of butterflies in his stomach taking over where jealousy was about to form. 

"Well, not exactly a breakup, more like we went out, and it just wasn't uh..."

"Right." He responded as their eyes met, "Yeah..." She looked down at his lips as she began to imagine how they'd feel on hers, 

"Scotty!" Rosa giggled, 

"Tonight... would be perfect, rain and love maki-" The two stopped as they saw Elvis and Cecelia, the two clearing their throats as they blushed,

 "Uh..."

"Don't care..." Carlotta sighed. As the rest of the artists got back on the bus. The night then began to fall as Cecelia and Elvis were now in the back clowning around and reading, 

"Will you two knock it off!" DJ shouted playfully as the pair laughed, balancing coins on his head, "Sorry, DJ!" Hank shook his head. It was like herding cats, except the cats were America's brightest stars. Cecelia then pulled out a book. 

"The Return of The King?" Elvis questioned as Cecelia looked up.

"Yes..." 

"Oh great, she's reading her nerd book..." Rosa groaned, 

"You like J.R.R. Tolkien!" he grinned as she nodded, "Mind if I read with ya..." He asked as Cecelia smiled, 

"I don't mind." She pulled out her blanket and pulled him close to her, 

"You can get under it if you'd like."

"I wanna get under you..." He mumbled as Cecelia turned red and ignored his comment, but Elvis knew she heard him. Getting under, he took the book from her as he read. His voice was soothing and relaxing as she lay in his lap, "Elvis..."

"Hmm..."

"N-nothing." She took a deep breath as Elvis winked, "You sure, darlin?"

"Yeah." 

The bus had stopped at the motel as the ground rules were set to who was staying where and who would be sharing what rooms. 

"I'm staying with Scotty tonight..." Rosa smirked as Cecelia nodded. She was still stuck at what happened, the feeling she felt in his lap, the feeling she got looking at him, "Hey, Cece, you okay?" Rosa asked, changing into her sexy negligee, "Yeah... I uh," she wrapped her arms around herself, "Uh oh... You're in love." Rosa smiled,

 "Or lust..." 

"L-Lust...I've never..."

"C, you're a woman, not a little girl anymore, no matter how your mama treats you,"

"But... I promised my mother I'd-"

"She's not here, and Midge is at a Casino with her wife. Let loose a little," Rosa said as she chuckled, "Besides if you don't stew Elvis's cabbage, someone else will..." Rosa said as Cecelia rolled her eyes, but she was right, 

"It's not sex, Rosa, I... Love him." She sat by the window as she swooned,

"Okay, and so do many others..." She turned to face her friend as she was applying her makeup, "Oh... You're in love, love..." Rosa giggled, "Awe, finally!" She cheered as Cecelia blushed hard," I knew you liked him since that night in the diner, but you came to your feelings." She kept awing at her, "Does Elvis know..." Rosa asked, 

"No..." Rosa face-palmed at Cecelia, 

"So you're saying you got a thing for Val?" DJ smirked, "We knew that." Scotty added as Elvis rolled his eyes, "I don't know if she's into me..." He sighed as his bandmates stared at him, "Elvis... She adores ya." Bill laughed, "No girl would share her book with you less she likes you," DJ added as Elvis nodded, "You got a point," Elvis smiled, he had loved Cecelia since he met her, but what he was feeling tonight was a bit different, with the pitter-patter of the rain of the window he could imagine holding her close and kissing her lips and trailing sweet kisses down her,

 "So, Elvis, you know when Rehearsals are?"

"Hell, if I know Scotty..." 

KNOCK

     KNOCK

KNOCK

The door opened, and there stood Rosa in her robe as she looked at Scotty, "Goodnight gentlemen..." Rosa said, practically kicking them out of the room as Elvis, DJ, And Bill stood laughing, "Well, we're gonna hit the hay, but you have a good night, E." 

Cecelia tried to go to sleep, but she couldn't. She kept thinking of Elvis and how she wanted him close to her, but nothing would do, "Guess I'll call..." Taking the phone into the room, she called her mother,

 "Denise Valmos speaking, who's this?"

"It's just me calling to say we made it to the motel. We have rehearsals tomorrow at 10 am." She smiled, 

"Mhmm and you're staying clear of that Elvis boy?" Cecelia felt her heart flutter at the mention of his name, "Y-Yeah..."

"Good, you know they say he could be a sexual deviant." Denise sighed, 

 "Mother..."

"Yes..."

"Nothing, I'll call you tomorrow." Cecelia smiled and hung up. Putting on her heeled slippers, she put on her dramatic robe and walked to the tour bus, opening the door. She sat in the back and leaned against the cool metal wall of the bus as the rain dropped. It reminded her of the tin roof she grew up under as a kid. Her mind began to wander, and Elvis was in all her thoughts as she blushed. Maybe it was time to tell him that she liked him, 

"This... Uh, bus taken?" 

"Not at all..." His hair was a bit wet from the rain. She bit her lip, not knowing what her body was going through, but she wouldn't say she wasn't enjoying it, 

"Couldn't sleep either, huh?"

"Not really..." She sighed, "A lot on my mind..."

"Like what? " 

"Well... There's this someone I like a lot..." Elvis felt a punch in his gut as he tried to smile,

 "Oh... What's this, fella like..." 

"Well, he's... Charmin, smart, kind, funny, country..." She got closer to him, 

"Sounds good... What's he look like?"

"Tall, dark handsome..." That could be anyone, was what Elvis thought, "Beautiful blue eyes and the most pouty kissable lips." Elvis smirked as he turned to her, his signature curl stuck to his forehead as she bit her lip. Elvis leaned in closer, 

"Would I know him..." Cecelia got closer, 

"Depends..."

"Who is it..."

"You..." She smirked as she felt his lips on hers. They were as soft as a dream cloud, and suddenly, her brain was flaming, her eyes were closed, and the rain was falling harder. Elvis licked her bottom lip as she opened her mouth, heat radiating off of them as his heart was beating faster. Her thighs were by both sides of his legs, and she was on top of him, 

"Didn't think you'd be this kind of girl..." He smirked,

"Neither did I..." She giggled, and the two continued to make out as Elvis was now on top of her, her leg wrapped around his waist as he was now kissing down her neck, 

"May I have you..."

"Yes..." She moaned as she blushed. She was shocked at herself. One-half of her wished she'd said no, but the rest of her wanted this new forbidden feeling. 

"You sure..."

"More than anything..." She smiled at him. Elvis pulled himself out from his pajama pants as she gasped,

 "Mind putting me in, honey." He asked as she blushed. Cecelia had no clue what she was doing, but neither did Elvis, but still, it felt so right. Although Elvis was big, he was girthy and gentle. Cecelia held onto him. She was adjusting to his size as she hid her face in his shoulder, 

"What's wrong..."

"Embarrassed," She sighed,

"It's just us and the rain," He kissed her neck as he smiled, his hands touching the silk of her nightgown, "Just us..." His hips sputtered into her as she moaned again,

 "You okay?"

"Mhmm..." Cecelia blushed, "Could you do that again..." His hips moved again as she let out another breathy moan, 

"You like that..." His voice was husky,

"Yes..." The rain continued to beat harder against the window that was fogging up. His hands were on her hips as her eyes closed from the pleasure.

"Look at me, princess..." Her eyes opened as she fell in love even more,

 "Oh..."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing... I liked that too." She felt him picking up the pace with his thrust as she began to grind into him. It was like a dance. He'd lead, and she'd follow, 

"Fuck.. Cece!"

"Yes!" She gasped, her hands pressed against the glass of the back window,

 "Faster!"

"Like that?"

"A little more..." She moaned, her back arching at the sight, 

"Like that?"

"A bit more..." Elvis gripped her hips as he began to roll his hips into her, 

"Fuck fuck fuck yes! YES!" Cecelia nearly growled, 

"Oh God! Cece, you feel so good." Elvis trembled, feeling her tighten around him. He was hitting her G-spot, and she was loving it. Her body fell into what some would call pleasure, "More!" She began to beg as Elvis closed his eyes. He was nearing his end as he moaned in her ear, "Fuck..." He shuttered as Cecelia felt warm inside, her breathing heavy as Elvis felt drowsy.

 "Elvis..."Her eyes were wide.

"Hmm..."

 "Did we just have..." 

"Mhmm..." 

"Do you think she knows..."

"Who?"

"My mama... What if she knows!" Cecelia asked, "What if I failed her, and she can feel it..." She said as Elvis laughed and kissed her. "What Mrs. Valmos won't know won't hurt her," He pulled her close, "As long as I didn't get you pregnant..." Elvis said as Cecelia panicked, "ELVIS!"

"You kept sayin more, and You looked like an angel... and, well, It slipped out." Elvis sighed as Cecelia blushed, 

"It was kinda sexy..."She grinned. Elvis pulled out of her, and she felt his warm seed drip down her leg, 

"Very hot..." She kissed him. The two then got reoriented as Cecelia walked back into the motel. She bumped into Midge, who was smirking. Oh crap, she knew, and she'd tell Denise.

"So you and Elvis, huh..."

"I-I didn't do anything. How do you know? Are my hips wide or somethin!"

"No, you're just really loud,"

"What do you mean loud,"

"Oh, Elvis, yes!" Daphane and Carlotta teased,

"Not to mention the bus was shaking." Midge winked, 

"Don't tell my mama..."

"That you became a woman, of course not," Midge smirked, 

"We're gonna order champagne and celebrate!" Daphane smirked,

"Celebrate what," Rosa smirked, her lipstick smeared around her lips as she saw the look in her eyes, 

"Oh... Wait, no..." Rosa began to question as she then saw Elvis walk by, 

"Will I see you in my dreams tonight..." 

"No, but you'll see me in your room tonight..." Cecelia winked. Cecelia smirked, "Excuse me, ladies..." She walked by them and took him by the arm.

"She used to look at me like that..." Carlotta sighed, 

*Bonus* 

The morning birds chirped as Cecelia woke up, "Mornin sleepy head..." Elvis grinned, combing his hair. 

"Mornin... Why're you all dressed up?"

"We got rehearsals today," Elvis mentioned,

"At, 10," Cecelia mentioned,

"Cece, it's 9:59." 

"FUCK!"

"We did all night long." He joked as Cecelia got up and began to get ready, sometimes Elvis was a pain in the ass, but the life she was leading felt so right, 

"ELVIS, MOVE!" she laughed, his arms around her waist as she was brushing her teeth,

"Make me." He laughed as she rolled her eyes, 

"I gotta spit this out!"

"I know something else you can spit out." He smirked,

"ELVIS!"

"CECE!" 

"You two knock it off!" Hank shuddered, "I better not come in there and see you two-"

"Two what?" Cecelia smiled, dressed and in her makeup, "See you on the bus, Mr. Snow." Elvis smiled, 

[rottenyeen]

God it fucking sucks. I wish I wasn’t transgender, because it’s the reason I likely won’t have a family.

I have known I am transman since I was a child and first learned it was even a thing. Around 7 or 8 years old, to be honest. And once I got into middle school, I came out to my friend group. They were luckily very supportive, used my pronouns and chosen name which at the time was Scotty because I wanted a “S” name so I wouldn’t have to change my initials. I wasn’t very connected to the name, but it made do.

I didn’t pass at all in middle school, I wasn’t allowed to cut my hair shorter than my shoulders so I always have that stereotypical side part, long hair cut. I told my biological mother, asking her not to tell a soul and she promised- only for that very night she decided to call my dad, grandparents, and her friends to spread the news. She outed me instantly to everyone and everything around me.

I was out for 5 years, from 7th grade to my junior year of highschool. It was hell. My siblings consistently made fun of me, told me I should kill myself over it, that I was cringe and stupid and fucked up in the head for thinking I was something I am not. My dad made transphobic comments and jokes when I was not around but when I was present he’d be calm and say he’d need time but he loves me. My biological mother said she supported me, but every weekend I’d see her she’d ask me “so are you still trans? Oh okay.” My stepmother would scream at me, tell me I didn’t deserve dinner, throw things at me, cry and send me to bed sobbing because I used my brothers shampoo to wash my hair instead of my sisters. My stepmother would say I smelled like a boy, which was wrong because I had a vagina and not a penis so she’d then force me to reshower and stand there as I washed and used a different soap. It was fucking hell.

My senior year of highschool, I thought it was too much. So I “detransitioned” which sucked, because at this point of time I was told I passed very well and I was almost always gendered properly unless I spoke. But I grew out my hair and said fuck it because the agony of having no support system ruined me. So my senior year I decided to change myself completely.

I went back to magically being cis, to being girly, to loving and obsessing over pink- doing anything in my power to seem as if I was the most feminine being in the world and it worked so flawlessly. Suddenly my family wanted to speak to me again. And the funniest part, is that when I climbed back into my closet, into my safe haven and hiding spot- I heard some interesting things.

My family was suddenly so vocal about transgender people, and in a derogatory light. My stepmother especially, would always bring up my “transness” as a phase that she was glad was over. This hit me like a fucking truck- considering in the 5 years I was out I thought she was genuinely warming up and learning/healing. Boy was I wrong.

So senior year. And this last year, my technically first year of college, or what would have been. I have just decided to make myself void of everything- not caring. Any pronouns, any gender, any sexuality- anything. Anything but cis.

It’s so fucking painful. I attempted suicide a few months ago and overdosed- which landed me in the hospital. And these past months I’ve had to live with my parents, which is SO delightful. (Heavy sarcasm.) I have lost the ability to care how others perceive me. My mental health has reached a point where I don’t care about other people’s feelings about me or in general for most cases.

So I’m trying to come out again. I’m a transman, always have been. I’ve been trying to force myself to be a fucking girly girl for so long- letting it consume my personality because I know I didn’t do so, I wouldn’t have people to come to my wedding. I wouldn’t have grandparents for if I adopted a child. I wouldn’t have anyone to lean on.

I’m so fucking scared, more than half my family wants nothing to do with me just because I’m lgbt. And that’s just because I’m out about my sexuality, that I’ll date anyone regardless of gender. But my gender? Oh I’m royally fucked.

I just wish I could be myself. I wish I didn’t have to pretend to be someone else. And you may be wondering, “Why didn’t you tell your online friends?”

Because I have before, multiple times.

My parents would always find out, I’m not even supposed to be on twitter or tumblr or discord- anything at all. But I have been for years. I was just terrified of them finding anything if they even looked through my phone, or saw a subtle notification from a friend calling me anything. I know they’d take everything from me.

Anyway. This ramble is long enough. To sum it up, I have reached a place of full apathy, which ironically has made me comfortable to come out again. Because I don’t care what my family thinks. It’s scary, but at the same time I couldn’t care about their opinion if they do find out. I’ve been through it before, and I’m an adult now so what’s really the worst that could happen? I’m just tired.

[stilesstilinskiwifey]

Falling in love with Derek Hale

(This takes place in season 1 the day after Scott and Stiles were in the woods)

Derek Hale x FEM! Stilinski reader

Summary: You’re Stiles sister which he is protective of. When he and Scott drag you in the woods to look for scotts inhaler you meet a beautiful green-eyed man who takes an interest in you 

Warnings: None

(BTW!!! I will not be using Y/n! Her name will be layla!)

Third POV:

Layla was getting ready for her first day back at school after summer vacation.

As she put her shoes on, she heard stiles groan while going to the bathroom to get ready.

She rolled her eyes as he cursed to himself about the woods or something.

Of course, she knew he snuck out. He’s not very quiet when trying to leave the house. 

Layla heard the toilet flush, and stiles come out of the bathroom. He knocked on her door.

“Lay? You in there?” She heard him ask

“Yeah just getting ready” She replied to him

“Okay! tell me when you’re done, I’ll be waiting for you downstairs” He yelled while running down the stairs not waiting for a response 

Layla was finished putting everything in her bag and went downstairs.

She was downstairs she grabbed an apple and bit into it

She walked out the door and walked up to stiles jeep and got inside.

“You ready or did you forget something” She asked him

“I didn’t forget anything” he said with confidence 

He checked his pockets and his face fell

“Shit! I forgot my phone” He said jumping and running out of the car and went back inside the house.

Layla laughed to herself 

——————

When stiles pulled into the school parking lot layla looked around looking for a certain strawberry Blonde. When she couldn’t find her, she texted her asking where she was

Lydia replied faster than she ever has before. 

She had replied that she stopped by the store to get something to drink and was on her way now

When stiles parked, Layla jumped out the car and ran to the front of the school

When she saw scott there she ran to him checking his face and making sure he was okay.

“Lay-Layla! what the hell are you doing?” Scott asked confused as hell wondering why she was so worried 

“I heard you on the phone with stiles yesterday! You were bitten by something and didn’t go to the hospital! You bloody idiot!” She said smacking him over his head as stiles came their way

She was about to hit him again when stiles grabbed her hand to stop me

“Enough with hitting the poor boy. he looks like a poor puppy” Stiles told her

Layla looked at scott and felt bad for hitting him

“I’m sorry scotty” She mumbled 

“It’s fine, I would hit me too if I was in your position” He laughed

She started to smile and laughed too

Stiles looked at them and went back to talking about what bit scott

“Yeah, I’m pretty sure it was a wolf” Scott said

Layla blocked what they were saying and got lost in her thoughts

She snapped out of it when she felt someone pull her

She looked at who it was and saw it was lydia

“Finally” She muttered 

“Hey! I was thirsty and needed something before school” Lydia said smiling 

Layla laughed as stiles said something about lydia 

When lydia ignored stiles. layla laughed harder and stuck out her middle finger

He stuck it back at her with a straight face

“Why do you hang out with them?” Lydia asked her

“Because you decided to leave me alone with them” Layla replied back

Lydia ignored that comment and waved layla goodbye as they didn’t have first period together

Layla had math while lydia had science

——————

Layla waited outside for Scott and stiles to show up while listening to music in stiles jeep.

Layla stole his keys when he wasn’t looking so he’s probably freaking out looking for them

Bobbing her head to the music the door suddenly opened and when she looked at the person, she saw a very angry stiles standing there

“Really Layla?! I was panicking and you had them the whole time!” He yelled

“Sorry Bro, you know I’m just better at taking things and people not noticing” she replied

“Yeah, Yeah. Get out the drivers side and go to the back, you’re coming with me and Scott to look for his inhaler” he said

“No I’m not” she replied fast not wanting to go to the woods

“Well I’m your ride home, so it’s either come with us or you’re hitchhiking home” he said with a sweet smile, his words anything but.

“Fine” she said rolling her eyes and hopping out of the car, going to the back

——————

Scott, Stiles and Layla were walking in the woods searching for Scott’s inhaler

They all stopped at a spot where Scott said he saw the body

“You sure it was here” Layla asked

“Yes, I remember it like it was yesterday, oh wait IT WAS!” He said and screamed the last part

“Damn sorry” she said putting her hands up defensively

While they were searching for his inhaler, Layla was spacing in and out of her own world when she suddenly felt eyes on her

She turned around and saw a man just standing there

A very handsome man

She hit both Scott and stiles to get their attention which worked

As the man said something about this place being private property, Layla was too busy checking him out

And it seems that Derek was also checking her out

They both stopped looking at each other when stiles stood in front of her, blocking her view from Derek

He turned to her and looked at her with a serious face

“Too young” he reminded with a straight face while Scott talked to the green eyed man saying how sorry he was and they were just looking for something

They turned to leave, not before the green eyes man threw something at Scott.

They walked away after but Layla stopped and panicked

“I lost my phone” she said panicking

“It’s probably in the jeep” stiles said

“No! I had it on me over there, I’m going to check” she said about to walk away

“I’ll go with you” stiles said

“No it’s fine. Just go, I’ll be there in a minute” she said walking away after stiles agreed.

Walking back she went where they saw the green eyed man and searched the on the ground for her phone

She kept searching till she saw shoes right in front of her

She slowly looked up and saw the stranger from before

He was holding her phone!

“I think you dropped this” he said as he looked at her with a look that would make a girl fall in love so fast

He held out his hand for her to grab so he could help her up which she accepted

“Thank you” she mumbled shyly as she grabbed her phone

He gave her a nod

“I’m Derek. Derek hale” he said sticking his hand out again

She wondered why his name sounded so familiar

Then it clicked

Derek hale, his family are the ones that burned to death 6 years ago

“Layla…. Layla stilinski” she said shaking his hand

“Pretty name” he said with a side almost smile

“Thanks” she said sheepishly

“I should get going, and so should you” he said letting go of her hand after realizing he was still holding it

“Yeah you’re Right. See you around Derek” she said turning to walk away

“See you, Layla” he said walking away

When she got back to the jeep, stiles was asking her what was wrong and why she looked so shocked

She replied just saying that she was still shocked about the whole body situation which stiles believed and let it go.

Layla smiled and looked out the window think about Derek

Not knowing Derek was also thinking about her.

——————

This is bad!!! I know but I’m not good at writing 😭 sorry! And nobody’s probably gonna read anyways so! But if you do! I hope you enjoyed

[jellybean-supreme]

My Friend from Childhood.

Description: Stiles and Derek have known each other since they were born, but when Stiles mom dies and the fire happens, they don't see each other at all. Until one day Derek comes back and Stiles thinks he doesn't remember him so he doesn't mention anything, until later that day when Derek finds him doing something.

My Mate

A/n : If you don't like it, please leave.

"What are you doing here? This is private property."

"Sorry man, I'm - we're looking for my friend heres inhaler." Stiles replies while looking like he just saw a ghost.

And why would anyone leave an inhaler on my property. It's not exactly the kind of place where someone would be running marathons.

" Yea, no, sorry, we were walking around the woods last night, we didn't know that this was private property or that anyone even lived here, sorry man." Stiles says as he looks the hot man in front of him up and down. This is definitely Derek hale. 'He's as hot as I remember,' Stiles thinks to himself.

*he rolls his eyes*

Walked around the woods? Last night? Do you just go around aimlessly walking around the woods at night? Do you how stupid that is. Even if I wasn't living here you could have injured yourself.

*he stands there arms crossed giving an unimpressed look*

"Yea, I didn't really make a fill proof plan, but hey, we found what we were looking for last night, so yea. Have you found a it, Scott? You almost have work." Stiles rambles to Derek, trying to not sat anything about Scott finding half of the dead body.

*he gives you a strange look*

Found what you were looking for? What's that supposed to mean?

"N-nothing, don't worry about it.-" Stiles stutters, realizing he said too much. "I found the inhaler Stiles. We can go." Scott says as he pulls Stiles alone with him rushes to Stiles's Jeep

*he watches in disbelief as the two teenagers hurry towards the jeep*

*he decides to follow the pair silently*

*he continues to follow them, staying hidden in the shadows as they make their way across the wooded area and reaches the Jeep.*

*he moves closer, still hidden but close enough to be able to listen to their conversation.*

"Dude, don't you know who that is?" Stiles questions as Scott shakes his head at Stiles' question. "That was Derek Hale. Dont you remember? He's only like 3 years older than us. His entire family died in a fire not too long ago. Only his uncle and sister survived." Stiles rambles some of the things he's read about Derek, not saying everything, of course, because he doubts Scott would want to know every single detail about Derek Hale that Stiles knows.

*he stands there concealed in the foliage, listening intently as the teenagers discuss who he is. He's a bit surprised by Stiles' extensive knowledge about him, but he doesn't make a move, remaining hidden and silently watching from afar*

*he continues to listen, still hidden, as the conversation between the two boys continue, his curiosity piqued by Stiles' detailed knowledge about him.*

"How do you even know so much about this guy, Stiles?" Scott asks curiously.

"Scotty, my boy, you should know that I started looking through my dad's case files since I was 7." Stiles replied.

*he remains silent, still listening to their conversation, impressed by Stiles' explanation and the fact that he'd have access to the county's case files.*

*he listens intently, still out of sight, intrigued by the revelation about Stiles' access to his father's case files*

"Come on enough about that. You're going to be late to work, and I'm very much grounded because of last night." Stjles says as he starts the Jeep.

*he watches as the teenagers prepare to leave, his mind still racing with the information he's just heard. He considers stepping out and confronting them, but decides to let them go for now, choosing to keep his presence hidden for a little longer*

*He has been following the teenage boy, who's name he figured out was Stiles, drive his friend to work and back home, and let me tell you Derek half enjoyed watching this teenager, until he forgot to take more of his Adderall. Let's just say he had some fun, and Derek, oh poor Derek had to deal with smelling the arousal and lust on this teenage boy who also just happened to be his mate.*

*Derek continued to follow Stiles discreetly, his sharp senses picking up on the slight change in his scent. He could smell the lust and arousal on the teenage boy, a subtle yet unmistakable scent. His irritation grew as he recognized the effect that the teenage boy was having on him, and he found himself struggling to control his own desires in response*

*Derek clenched his teeth, his frustration growing at the effect Stiles' scent was having on him. It was taking all his willpower to keep himself in check, and he knew he needed to keep his distance to maintain his control*

He couldn't lose control right now, but he also couldn't maintain control much longer. He needed Stiles. He needed his mate. As these thoughts went through Derek's head, he climbed up through Stiles's window.

*Derek silently scales the side of the house and climbs through Stiles's window, slipping into the dark room. He takes deep breaths, trying to calm himself and maintain control, but the strong scent of his mate in the small enclosed space only fuels his primal urges*

"Ahh-ahhhhhhh Derek," Stules moaned, not relzing that Derek was in his room. Before the fire happened and before Stiles's mom died, Derek used to be friends, this is obviously when they were very little, but Stiles members it like it was yesterday, the day he met his crush, is forever crush. The one person who he'll never get over.

*the sound of Stiles moaning his name sent a shiver down Derek's spine. He stands frozen, watching as the boy writhes on the bed, completely unaware of his presence in the room. The memory of their childhood friendship comes rushing back to him, stirring up old feelings that he thought he'd buried*

"Derek, ahhhh-hh, I need you. Why couldn't you remember me in the woods?" Stiles moans out what he thinks as he strokes himself faster.

*Derek's eyes widen as he realizes what is happening in front of him. Despite the overwhelming urge to act on his desires, he remaines still, watching his mate, as the sound of his name escaping from Stiles' lips sends a wave of possessiveness coursing through him*

"Stiles, I remember you, I remember you very well." Derek says with a smirk when he sees a naked Stiles flinch at hearing his voice.

Derek walks closer as he quietly adds. "I need you too, but I don't want to hurt you."

*Derek's fists clenches at his sides as he tries to maintain his composure. He wants to move closer, to claim what is his, but he knows that he needs to resist, at least for now*

*Stiles freezes, his heart racing as he hears Derek's voice. He turns to look at Derek, eyes wide, his previous actions now forgotten as he scrambles to cover his very naked form with a thin bedsheet*

"You don't have to worry about hurting me, Derek.I need you. Please." Stiles says as he slowly takes the bedsheets off of his body.

*Derek stands there for a moment, taking in the sight of his mate flushed and flustered. He moves closer, his eyes roaming over Stiles' body, his Alpha instincts demanding that he take what is his*

*Derek's breath hitches as the bedsheets falls away, revealing Stiles' naked body. He takes a step forward, closing the distance between them as his eyes darken with desire*

"Stiles, I can't, I won't be able to stop myself. You're my mate." Derek says to Stiles as he stops dead in his tracks.

*Stiles' heart races as Derek mentions that he's his mate. He looks up at Derek, breathless, his own desire coursing through him. He knows what it means, to be a mate*

"I don't care," Stiles whispers, his voice quivering with need. "I want this. I want you, Derek."

"Stiles, if I do this, I'll claim you, you'll be stuck with me forever, well, basically be married, and divorce isn't an escape." Derek whispers as he tries to convince Stiles to think this through. He didn't want his mate to ever be unhappy.

*Stiles looks up at Derek, his breath catching in his throat. He could see the concern and hesitation in Derek's eyes. This was a big decision, but it was one he knew he wanted to make*

"I don't care," Stiles repeats, his voice steadier now. "I want this. I want to be with you, forever. I want to be yours."

As Stiles says this, Derek is no longer in control of himself. His wolf is, his wolf rips Derek's clothes off as well as Stiles's shirt.

*As Stiles spoke, it was as if a switch had been flipped. Derek's wolf takes over, tearing off his own clothes and then Stiles' shirt in a display of primal desire.*

*Derek moves closer, his body pressed against Stiles', his hands roaming over the boy's bare skin as he claims him with a possessive growl*

*Stiles trembles under Derek's touch, his body responding eagerly to the Alpha's dominant presence. He can feel Derek's hands exploring every inch of him, igniting a fire in his veins that only Derek can put out*

*Derek's breathing is heavy, his control slipping further and further away. He nuzzles his face against Stiles' neck, inhaling the scent of his mate, the scent of his arousal. He growl lowly, his lips tracing a path up Stiles' jawline till they reach his ear*

"Mine," He whispers, his voice a rough husk, "All mine."

"Ye-s Der-ek, I'-I'm all-l y-ours. Sho-w me h-ow m-uch you lo-ve me and hzow m-uch you wa-nna cla-im m-e." Stiles moans out as Derek's lips come to his ear.

*Derek growls in response, his control finally snapping. Hearing Stiles' words and his scent driving him wild, he moves down again, kissing and nipping at the boy's neck and shoulders. His hands roam over Stiles' body, holding him in place as he claims him as his own*

"You're mine," He growls against Stiles' skin, his teeth scraping gently against his neck. "I'm going to mark you, make you mine for all to see. Everyone will know who you belong to."

"Mark me Derek. Make me yours and only yours." Stiles moans

*Derek growls in approval, his teeth grazes against Stiles' neck, nipping gently at first before sinking in, marking him. He can feel their bond snap into place, cementing their connection*

*He pulls back, his eyes dark with possession and desire as he looks down at Stiles. "You're mine now, my mate. No one else will ever lay a hand on you. You belong to me, and only me."

"I'm yours." Stiles whimpers, the nipping hurt Stiles even though Derek was being gentle, it wasn't like a bad hurt, it was more of a omg this feels so good.

*Derek's heart clenches at the sound of Stiles' whimper. He knows that the marking process can be painful, but he also knows that the connection they now share is worth it.*

"Shh, it's okay," he murmurs against Stiles' skin, his tongue licking gently at the mark. "It's almost done."

*He continues to soothe his mate, holding him close as he finishes the marking process, claiming Stiles completely as his own*

"I need you, Derek. Ahhhh-uuhh." Stiles moans.

*Derek growls in response to Stiles' moans, his desire and need overwhelming any remnants of his control. He kisses and nips at Stiles' neck and collarbone, leaving behind marks of his own claim*

"I know," he whispers, his voice rough. "I need you too."

*He moves, pressing Stiles down onto the bed, his body covering his mate's, his eyes dark with desire*

"Please, Derek, take me, I need to feel you in me. I need you, please." Stiles moans as his eyes go from loving and  patience to lust and desire

*Derek's control snaps at the sound of Stiles' desperate plea. The need in his mate's voice and the love in his eyes pushes him over the edge. He presses closer, his body covering Stiles' completely, his lips finding the boy's neck once again*

"Is that what you want, my mate?" he growls, his voice deep and rough with desire. "You want me to take you, to make you mine in every way possible?"

"Yes, Derek. I want you to make me your mate in every way possible. Please." Stiles moans

*Derek's control has completely evaporated now. His primal instincts take over, driven by his mate's words and the scent of his desire. He growl possessively, his hands roaming over Stiles' body, his lips and teeth leaving marks in their wake*

"Good," he husks, his voice filled with dominance and lust. "Because I'm going to make sure you never forget who you belong to."

*Derek doesn't give Stiles a chance to respond. He moves down, his lips and tongue tracing a path down the boy's chest, leaving behind a trail of kisses and nips. He doesn't pull away until he reaches the beginning of Stiles's V-line. He looks up at his mate, his eyes burning with desire and possession*

Sriles sees Derek waiting, and Stiles nods as if telling him yes. (A/n: We love a man who waits for consent to be given)

*Derek's eyes bore into Stiles' for a moment, his chest heaving with desire. Seeing the nod, he smirks, knowing that Stiles is giving him the permission he wants*

"Good boy," he praises, his voice deep and rough with desire. "I'm going to make you feel so good, my mate."

*He doesn't wait any longer, his hands on Stiles' hips as he leans down, his lips moving lower.*

*Derek's lips leave a trail of kisses down Stiles' torso, his tongue darting out to taste the boy's skin. He can feel the heat of Stiles' desire between them, the scent of it only fueling his own need*

"You taste so good," *he growls, his hands roaming over Stiles' thighs as he positions himself in between them*

I*Derek looks up at Stiles, his eyes dark with possession and lust. He can see the desire in Stiles' expression, the way his chest rises and falls with quickening breath. He grins, knowing that he's about to give his mate exactly what he craves*

"You ready for me, mate?" he asks, his voice a rough husk as he positions himself at Stiles' entrance.

Stiles nods.

"I need words, my love." Derek says lustfully.

"Ye-s Derek, I'm ready." Stiles whimpers with desire, not wanting to wait any longer for Derek.

*Derek smirks at the sound of Stiles' desperate whimpers, his wolf howling with satisfaction at the submission of his mate. He leans down, his chest pressed against Stiles' as he looks into his eyes*

"That's a good boy," he whispers, his voice rough with desire. "You're going to be mine, Stiles. All mine."

*He doesn't wait for a response this time. He slowly pushes forward, entering Stiles, claiming him completely as his own*

*Derek moans at the sensation of finally being inside his mate, his eyes closing in pleasure. He can feel the connection between them strengthening, the bond between them solidifying as they become one*

"Mine," *he growls possessively, his hips moving slowly at first, easing himself in and out of Stiles' tight heat* "You're mine, all mine."

"Ahh-ah I- I'm all yo-urs, a-ll y-ours" Stiles moans as Derek thrusts deeper into him.

*Derek's senses are overwhelmed by the sound of Stiles' moans and the feeling of his mate's body beneath him. He moves faster now, his hips thrusting forward with a steady rhythm, claiming Stiles completely as his own*

"That's right," he grunts, his voice low and rough with desire. "You're mine, all mine. No one else can have you. You're mine to cherish, to protect, to love."

*Derek's thrusts deepen with each whimper from Stiles, his possessive instincts taking over as he claims his mate completely*

"Damn right you are," *he growls, his voice thick with need and desire. "You belong to me, all mine."

*He grabs Stiles' hips, his dick digging into the soft flesh as he quickens his pace.*

*The sound of Derek's growling and Stiles' moans fill the room, their breaths coming in ragged gasps as they lose themselves in the moment.*

"You feel so good, mate," Derek growls, his hands gripping Stiles' hips tightly. "So tight, so perfect. You're mine, and I'm never gonna let you go."

*He leans down, his lips finding Stiles' neck, his teeth grazing against the mark he left earlier*

"D-der I'm going to cum, ahhhh. Derek, please. Cum with me. Ahhhh-uhh." Stiles moans as Derek goes faster and harder, hitting every single one of his good spots.

*Derek can feel his own control slipping as Stiles' whimpers and pleas pour into his ears. The sound of his name on his mate's lips is driving him wild, his primal instincts taking over as he loses himself in the sensations*

*Derek can feel his own release building as he hears Stiles' words and feels his body responding to the pleasure. He can feel the heat between them.

*Derek growls in response, his own release on the brink. Hearing Stiles' needy pleas and feeling his body responding to his touch pushes him over the edge. He can feel the bond between them strengthening even more, the connection between them becoming unbreakable*

"Ahh, my mate," he moans, his voice rough and husky. "I'm right there with you."

*His hips move frantically now, driving into Stiles with even more intensity as he pushes them both towards orgasm.*

*Within moments, the pleasure is too much to bear, and Derek lets go, his body shaking with release as he finds his release within his mate. He moans loudly, his head falling forward as he clings to Stiles, the bond between them strengthening with each wave of pleasure*

"That's it, my mate," he whispers, his voice husky and rough, "Come for me. Let go, I've got you."

They both moan and grunt with pleasure, as they cum.

*As they both come down from their high, Derek pulls Stiles closer, their bodies fitting together perfectly in each other's arms. He nuzzles his face against Stiles' neck, his breath hot against the skin as he whispers softly:*

"You're mine, Stiles. My mate, my love, my everything.""I love you, Der, with everything i got." Stiles whispers into Derek's chest as he starts to fall asleep.

*Derek smiles as he hears Stiles' sleepy confession. He holds him close, his arms wrapped protectively around his mate as they both start to drift off to sleep. He drops a gentle kiss on Stiles' forehead, his heart swelling with love and pride as he thinks back on the events of the evening.*

"I love you too, Stiles," he whispers softly. "More than you'll ever know. Sleep now, my mate."

*Derek watches as Stiles drifts off to sleep, his face peaceful and content in rest. He pulls the blankets up over them, wrapping them both in a warm cocoon of comfort.*

*As he lies there, listening to the steady rhythm of Stiles' breathing, Derek can't help but feel a sense of contentment and safety. He's never felt this way before, not in all his years as a werewolf. But now, with Stiles in his arms, he feels whole.*

*He closes his eyes, letting the sound of his mate's heartbeat lull him into a peaceful sleep.*

THE END

[forest-falcon]

Inspired by @riallasheng 's Scott/Alan observation

https://www.tumblr.com/riallasheng/727079051307761664/it-was-just-such-a-cute-little-thing-i-wanted?source=share

Sprout

Lucy rinsed her mouth out in the sink.

Pregnancy was the gift that just kept on giving.

The veteran mom pressed her head against the cool paintwork of the bathroom door.

Only twelve hours until the kids' bedtime.

A distant crash had her acting before she had time to think. She swung the door open and almost collided with a child on the way out.

"Oooh Scottie! I didn't see you there! Everything okay sweetheart?"

Scott nodded, but continued to hover.

Lucy waited. She could tell that he was itching to ask her something...or maybe confess - but what, she had no idea.

A moment passed. Then another.

"Mom, are you poorly?"

That threw her.

Her brain fumbled for words.

"Erm...no love, I'm okay."

She did her best to rally a smile, but she could see that her eldest remained unconvinced.

She squeezed his hand

"Really Scooter, I'm fine."

The young boy hugged her. Blue eyes, so like his father's, drifted up to meet her own.

"But I heard you."

Those eyes challenged hers. Daring her to claim to be fine, when he knew better.

Her little boy wasn't so little anymore.

Usually, it was Virgil who took the title of being the worrier of the family, but Scott had never been far behind. The youngster forever trying to fill the shoes of his legendary father. And forever trying to take care of everyone in his absence.

"Now Scottie, you're the eldest. That makes you the man of the house while I'm gone. I'm counting on you to set a good example for the others and to help out where you can. Make me proud, son."

"I will dad."

"Attaboy!"

Jeff would toussle his hair with a fond smile.

And then he was gone.

For how long, Scott never knew. Time had a habit of dissolving into meaninglessness numbers as a child.

Part of him longed for adulthood so it would all make sense. He'd know exactly how long his dad would be gone for. He'd know exactly when he'd be coming home.

Until then, it would be Mom and him against the world. He had to look after her; she was his constant. As long as he had her, the numbers didn't matter. Mom would always be there to love and reassure. Mom would never leave him.

"Okay, Scottie. Yes I was sick, but no; I'm not ill."

She guided her eldest to a soft seat, where they could have this conversation properly then scooped him up closer for a cuddle on the sofa.

"That literally makes no sense." The child puzzled.

"You're sick, but you're not sick?"

Lucy gave a small chuckle, which Scott emulated without really being sure what he was smiling about.

"I don't suppose you'll really remember before Gordie was born? I think you would have been about six when I was expecting him, seven when he was born."

"You mean when you had the huge belly?"

Scott beamed.

Lucy gave a small laugh.

"Yes. Yes, when I had the huge belly. Well, right at the beginning, I was sick then too. Growing a baby can do that."

Scott pondered thoughtfully for a moment.

"That sucks."

Lucy sighed.

"Yeah. It does suck a bit. But, the payoff is that I got you and your brothers at the end of it all."

She squeezed him in again.

"And, later this year, it looks like you'll be getting another brother - or sister." She watched carefully for the eldest's reaction. Life was already pretty chaotic, though there was no shortage of love.

"But you don't have a big belly now?"

Relief washed over the tired mom.

Scott really was a sweetheart.

"Well, baby's still got a lot of growing to do."

"Oh. So how big is the baby? Is it like...this big?"

Scott roughly gestured the size of a newborn with his hands.

Lucy smiled.

"Smaller Scottie."

"Like this?"

The eldest child closed the span of his hands by half.

Lucy pulled out her phone.

"I have an app on here that can tell us..."

Scott rested his head on his mum's shoulder.

"Let's see...11.5 weeks. Baby is the size of a sprout!"

"A sprout?" Scott said, wrinkling up his nose.

"That's funny."

Lucy kissed the top of Scott's head. He smiled at her momentarily before sliding from the sofa so that his face rested upon her lap instead.

Ever so gently, the young boy placed a hand to her stomach and he smiled.

"Hey there Sprout."

[lovelykalopsia]

Day 1: Trope Subversion Bad Boy trope cuz I though it would be funny

@mcyt-aro-week

"Y'know, this is a bit pathetic of you, dont you agree?" Grians voice broke his train of though, though it wasnt much of a train and more of one cart going around and around in never ending loop of nothingness, and that analogy was quickly getting away from him. "No, Grain, I don't think pining from Mr. Goodytwo shoes is pathetic, totally don't, where could you ever get that idea?" That sounded like it had more venom than it needed to, but then again maybe he really needed that much venom, or maybe even more, who knows?

"Hey! No need to get bitchy, Im just saying, your trying to keep your 'bad boy' appearance while also going for someone who is the complete opposite." Grian shrugged, and Joel knew Grian thought it was pathetic, but grian didnt have much to say with whatever he had going on with the tall lanky kid, Mumbo or something, not important anyways. This time Joel didn't reply, instead just groaning and hiding his hands in his face. "This is terrible" He mumble into his hand. He could hear Grain laugh at this, but he mostly tried to tune it out.

Jimmy groan, flopping down face first on his, Tango, and Scotts bed, right next to the others. "I don't know what to do guysss" he practically whined, though it was muffled by him shoving his face in the bed. Jim felt a hand start to mess with his hair and groaned louder.

"I mean, I think the best thing to do it tell him?" Tango suggested, though it sounded more like a question, like he himself wasnt sure that was a good idea.

"Well yeah, but I don't even know if he likes me like that or is intrest in that!" He finally pulled his head away from the bed so they could hear him better.

"You'll never know untill you ask, Sweetie. Amd even if he isn't interested I'm sure he'll still want to be friends, mostly because he isnt that dumb." God, Scott always knew what to say in situations like this, because no offense to Tango but his advice is horrible.

"I guess thats true...when should I tell him?" Jimmy asked, rolling over to stare at the celling. Honestly he didn't even know how he would go about it, he really isnt sure how Joel feels about him, because sure they talk and Joel isnt particularly mean, hes actually quite nice to him, but that doesn't automatically mean Joel would be interested in a qpr.

"You could always met him today?" Scott suggested, though it didn't make much sense because last he knew, Joel spends his weekend with Grian, being 'bad boys' whatever that could mean for them, noone really knows anyways.

"I really couldn't, hes usually busy with Grian."

"Maybe hes not..?" Scott definitely did something, hes not sure but he didnt something to get Joel away from Grain.

Joel felt his phone buzz in his pocket and then heard a ringtone, indicating that it was infact Scott texting him this time, gosh what could that man what today. He rolled his eyes and grabbed his phone, quickly unlocking it and going to his messages with Scott.

Scotty boy: joel, are you prehaps busy right now?

Joel: Not really what do want now.

Scotty boy: how would you feel about meeting up? Like right now at the cafe near your house.

Joel: ig i could, why

Scotty boy: well mr.bad boy, I have something important to tell you, but if you reallyyy dont want to, Ig it could wait

Joel: ugh ill be there in 5.

Scotty boy: perfect!

"Bloody hell, what could he want now" He mumble under his breath, pocketing his phone before standing up and walking to his dresser to find clothes that would make him look semi presentable.

"Joel, whatcha doin'?" Grian asked, slightly confused on what was happening.

"Scott wants to meet up with me for some odd reason I dunno why." Joel answered, Shrugging on a pull-over and a pair of trousers.

"Uhh okay, have fun with that, Ill be here." Grian said, pulling out his phone, probably inviting someone over while he's gone. Joel let out a 'mhm' and made his way to the door.

"Scott, why are you dressing me up like some kinda of toy?" Jimmy waw beyond confused right now. All he knew that he and Scott where going a on a date, as Scott put it, to some cafe hes never heard of.

"You want to look good for out date right? And no offense but I dont trust you to dress yourself Jim" Scott replied, throwing some more of Jims clothes on the floor, which would need to be washed later because of that.

"I guess, but I can infact dress myself just find, I'm an adult y'know."

"You're an adult who doesn't know how to dress well."

"I disagree I think I look perfectly fine." Jimmy knows he looks decent atleast, not bad enough to where he has to get dressed by someone else.

"Oh shush and let me do this or Joel will never want a qpr with you." Huh, strange.

"What are you talking about with Joel?"

"What?" Well, now Scott was just playing dumb with him, god dose he hate when Scott dose that.

"Scott, you said something about Joel, why?" He wasn't going to stop untill he got answers...he might actually that seems annoying for both of them.

"I didn't. Anyways, hurry and put these on so we can leave."

Joel made it to the Cafe fairly quickly, which was expected because he lives fairly close to the cafe, and now he was just waiting too see whatever Scott wanted. He flinched a bit when he felt a hand on his shoulder and turned back to find Scott and Jimmy..? What in the world, why was Jim here.

"Hope we didn't keep you waiting too long, Jim was taking a superr long time to get ready." Scott said like it was nothing, sitting down across from Joel.

"Hello, Scott and Tim. I didn't know you were coming with Scott."

"I didn't know you were going to be here." Jim sat down next to Scott. Also, it was weird, why didn't Jim know he was going to be there, he assumed Scott would have told him, but he also didn't tell Joel Jim was coming so it wasnt fully outta the picture that he didnt know.

"So Scott...what did you need to tell me?" Joel asked, putting his hands in his hoodie pockets.

"Well, I may have lied, it was actually Jimmy who wanted to tell you something, just needed me to get you here so I'll be taking my leave bye, Ill be taking me leave." Scott Stood up, giving Jims hand a small squeeze and whispering something to him.

"So, Tim, what was it that you needed to tell me?"

"Well, uh maybe I had something to tell you and maybe its embarrassing so like dont judge me?" Jim's voice shook a little as he spoke, either from nerves or possibly fear, Joel didnt really know.

"I won't judge" unless it was something stupid, but Jim didn't need to know that.

"Okay, well I have to, y'know, like be your partner, if you'll have me" Joel was speechless, that was not on his bingo card for today, not that he was complaining.

"I, uh, yeah, I would like that too."

[hummingbird-of-light]

In Our Favor

Part 301

McCoy

McCoy watched after Scotty as he followed Lt. Flores from the room. The man had looked stern; were Scotty and Aporal in trouble for entering the building? Or did Flores want to talk to Scotty about something else? McCoy let out a huff and shifted in his chair.

“I still can’t believe you did that,” McCoy heard Jaylah say softly to Aporal.

“Had to,” Aporal told her.

McCoy turned his face away to hide a grin. Whatever those two were to each other, they were both too stubborn to concede in a disagreement.

“So dumb!” Jaylah hissed.

“You're welcome,” Aporal replied.

“Here comes Ny,” McCoy said, interrupting the two. “What did you get told?” he asked as she sat in the seat where Scotty had recently been.

“Rest today and tomorrow,” Uhura answered. “No lasting damage.”

“Same with us,” Jaylah said. “So you think they will let us in to get our things? Or will they bring them out to us?”

“Oh.” Both McCoy and Uhura said at the same time.

“I didn’t even think about that,” Uhura said.

“I just wanted to get out,” said McCoy.

“I have assignments due tomorrow,” Jaylah frowned. “My bag is still in the simulator.”

“Maybe if Lt. Flores comes back, we can ask him,” McCoy said.

The girls nodded. Uhura looked around.

“Is Scotty still being treated?” she asked.

“No,” McCoy said slowly. “Flores called him out of the room just before you came in.”

“What for?”

“Don’t know,” McCoy shrugged.

“Well I don’t think he is in trouble,” said Jaylah. “Because if he was the lieutenant would have called Aporal out too.”

“We did the right thing,” Aporal said, just a hint of being offended in his voice.

“Dangerous thing!” said Jaylah.

“Prince isn’t yelling at Scottish boy about it,” Aporal said, turning to look right at Jaylah. “Because he knows he would have done the same thing if their places had been changed.”

“Because they love each other!” Jaylah shot back.

Aporal raised his eyebrow slightly and Jaylah seemed to realize what she had said. Her mouth dropped open and snapped shut again. She turned away from looking at any of them as the color rose on her cheeks.

McCoy stole a glance at Uhura and saw she was doing the same to him. Both smiled quietly at each other. A small movement caught his eye and he glanced back towards Aporal and Jaylah. Jaylah’s hand had crept over and her fingers were tightly entwined with Aporal’s.

Before anyone could say any more, multiple chirps were heard in the room as everyone received a message on their comms.

McCoy slipped his from his pocket.

“Classes are all canceled tomorrow,” he read out. “Here we go,” he said and looked up at Jaylah. “Anything left behind by students in the affected building may be claimed tomorrow afternoon.”

“That’s good to know,” Uhura said. “I wonder what will happen to our classes in there next week.”

“Depending on how much damage was done…” McCoy trailed off, thinking. “They’ll let us know when we need to know.”

Part 302

Scotty

The culprit glared at Scotty, an angry look in his eyes. Now that the Scotsman got a closer look at him, he was able to tell that he didn't know the other cadet, had never seen him before that incident.

"Thank you, Cadet. That's all we needed to know. Feel free to go back to your friends now. You and your friend will be informed about the consequences of your actions."

Scotty gave Lt. Flores a surprised look, but eventually he just nodded. No matter what he said, it wouldn't change a thing.

"Aye, sir."

With another nod, he turned around to leave, however he couldn't help but look at the other cadet again. What was going on in that guy's mind? Why had he caused such an incident that could have ended up in a horrible tragedy? Scotty just didn't understand how someone was capable of such things.

Then again... he had already met people like him. Khan, Sural, Francis – there were lots of examples. People who had caused so much damage, hurt and pain. The world could be such a cruel place... but why did something like this have to happen on this very special day? It just wasn't fair.

"Hey." Scotty gave Leonard and the rest of his friends a weak smile when he got back to the room and found them all waiting in front of it. They all looked at him curiously, waiting for whatever news he had.

"What did Lt. Flores want?" Leonard asked, grabbing Scotty's arm and squeezing it gently. There was concern in his eyes.

"They found the guy who ran from the building and wanted me to identify him," Scotty explained and the others exchanged glances.

"Did he say anything?" Jaylah asked and Scotty shook his head sadly.

"Nae. He... just stared at me." Scotty couldn't help but shiver at the memory. The look had made his blood freeze.

Leonard quickly pulled him into a hug.

"Hey, it's alright. They caught him. They will question him and find out why he did all this," he whispered gently and Scotty nodded against his shoulder.

"Aye. Ye're right."

When Leonard let go of him, Scotty pulled back a little to look into his husband's face.

"I'm just so sorry that this had to happen today of all days. It wasn't supposed to be like this. It–"

Leonard quickly shook his head and gave his love a wry smile.

"Shhh, hey. It's fine. This day can still be great. I mean... it can only get better, right? And with classes being canceled today and tomorrow, we have all the time in the world to turn this day around."

Scotty couldn't help but frown.

"Classes are canceled?" he asked in confusion and the others nodded.

"Didn't you read the message, Scottish boy? We all got one," Aporal said, holding up his comm.

Scotty pulled out his own and saw what the others were talking about.

"Oh... I see. Well then... let's go and try to relax."

Leonard smiled at him when he heard the Scotsman's reply.

"That's what I want to hear."

With that they all got moving. Scotty swallowed hardly. He still needed to tell Aporal about what Lt. Flores had said. And he didn't even want to think about the call they would have with Leah and David and Eleanor later on. After all, no one could know for sure if the attack hadn't been an attempt on Leonard's life. They could only hope that the culprit would talk soon enough and maybe there was a reasonable explanation for everything.