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socialoutsiderwritings · 2 years ago

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Always, Only. You. 29.1 REVISED

Talia had taken Y/N in to her pack after your parents and their pack were brutally murdered. For years she trained and learned under Talia alongside Derek , Laura and Cora. One night Talia tells you along with Derek that you two have to imprint on each other , to become each other’s mates. Your connection to Derek has always been stronger than his to you. So after the fire it killed you to be away from him , but you had to do it for your own survival. 7 years after the fact , you return home. Back to Beacon Hills. But the Derek you return to is not the same Derek you know. Will Y/N ever get Derek to accept the fact they are meant to be together?

Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital

That scent that you had caught back at the car had followed you all the way to the hospital. This person didn't have any malicious intent tied to their scent, but they were new. And new hardly ever meant good news. The two girls walked towards the nurse behind the counter.

You kept back, glancing at every single person as you entered to place where the smell was coming from. It had gotten stronger, meaning the culprit was closer. What worried you, was that neither girl had caught or even noted that they were aware of a possible stalker.

"He's on the third floor." Erica informed.

"Ok," you nodded. "You two head up. I'll meet you in a bit. I'm gonna get something from the cafeteria." You lied.

Erica nodded. She grabbed Cora's hand and began walking backwards towards the elevator.

You waited until they were out of view and then headed in the opposite direction of the cafeteria. The scent was fading. Whoever it was, knew you were tailing them and was leading you downstairs.

You continued down towards the basement of the hospital. The scent you had followed down was now stronger than before, meaning, the culprit was in and waiting.

You let out a low whistle as you walked in to the dimly lit basement of the hospital. The heartbeat of the culprit was steady, and the faint sound of their footsteps almost echoed in the room. The culprit, walked closer, slowly exposing themselves to you.

"Hello, handsome." You smirked, upon seeing the culprit fully. He was just a teenage boy. And he was handsome; tall also. Younger than Scott and the others though. He was definitely a werewolf just like them; and part of another pack. It just made you wonder. "Who sent you? Why are you following us?"

"Im part of Satomi's pack."

You crossed your arms in front of your chest. Was he looking to join another pack or was he sent to you by her? But why wouldn't she come see you herself?

"I was looking for her. Does she know that?" You asked.

"If she did, do you really think she'd send me to come talk to you instead?"

"Alright, smartass. Then tell me, what do you want?"

"A man found us a while ago. He told us about an Ultima here in Beacon Hills. Full grown. Stronger than any alpha he's ever seen or met. And he told us, she can help. That we should trust her." A pause. "Satomi and some of the others from our pack have gone missing. No clue where they could have gone or if they're even still alive.”

"And you need help finding them, is that it?" You asked him.

He shook his head, "She often talked about a well respected alpha. A Hale. She had children and among them was a great and strong alpha. Here in Beacon Hills. So I came to find him." He took one step forward. "Some alpha he turned out to be." He scoffed. "Couldn't even keep his pack together and then he runs off and gets captured by hunters-"

"Watch it." You warn him. "Derek made his mistakes but he's made up for them."

"I'm sure he did." He took another step. "Remind me, what happened again? Why were you in the woods?"

You took one step forward. He was really starting to get under your skin. "I let you run your mouth enough. So the next thing that comes out of your mouth better be an answer to my question." You snarled.

"I'm just a teenage werewolf." He shrugged. "Without a pack." He added.

"So you are looking for a pack?"

"Temporary." He answered. "I wouldn't have come to you if I had any other choice." He confessed. "I mean you are the reason most of our pack is dead or missing."

"I didn't know any of that was going to happen."

"I know. That guy told us everything. Thats why i'm here."

"Guy? What guy?"

"He said his name was Deucalion."

"Ok, so what?" You were annoyed now. "You need help finding the rest of you pack, is that it?"

"I may be a werewolf but i'm also a teenager." He stated. "We just need somewhere safe to stay until Satomi comes back."

"We?"

"Me and my sister. If you won't take us both, at least take her in. Please."

You know exactly what could happen to omegas and betas without packs. But hunters were searching, possibly already coming, for you, there were weird shadow warriors coming after werewolves and you were horribly reminded how easy it was for you to lose your temper.

"I'm sorry," you began, "but I can't. You wont be safe around me. You should go to Scott."

Brett chuckled. "I'm not going to put my life or my sister's life in the hands of another kid. Please, we'll mostly be taking care of ourselves, we just need someplace safe to stay."

"Fine." You finally agree. "But if I say it's time to leave, you leave."

Brett stared at you a moment before finally nodding his head.

******

"Those girls. So are they part of your pack too?"

"I dont have a pack." You remind him. "We were part of the same pack though." You both stepped out of the elevator. "Those girls are pretty, and they will not hesitate to eat you alive." You snorted.

A familiar and triggering scent hit your nostrils. You held your hand out, stopping Brett from walking ahead of you. "Do you smell that?" You asked him.

He took a couple whiffs of the air. He slowly shook his head and looked to you. "No. Why? What are you smelling?"

You ignored Brett's question and continued following scent down the hall.

"Here." You stopped Brett. You were in front of Stiles' room, and the smell was practically engulfing the room. You didn't waste a second to open the door. Erica and Cora were motionless on the floor and Stiles was missing.

You stripped the blanket off the hospital bed and rushed to lay it over the two girls. And to confirm you suspicion, you knelt down and looked behind both of their ears for the mark.

"Stay here." You told Brett as you stood up. "Call Derek. Tell him where we are and Erica and Cora were both marked." You hand him Cora's phone.

"What? Where are you going?"

"I think I know who their next target is."

**********

"Stiles!" You yelled as you ran down the hallway.

It was odd. You caught his scent inside the room. But there was another smell as well, that was stronger. That masked Stiles' scent almost making it undetectable. And since it was one of the strongest scents in the room, you followed it. All the way to a surgery suite.

The scent finally ended at the pair of swinging doors leading into the room. And through the small windows you could see Stiles, just standing in the center of the room.

"Stiles." You slowly pushed opened one of the doors. That horrible smell tickled your nostrils and the tiny hairs all over your body stood up.

Stiles slowly turned around to face you. He looked confused at first, and then relieved. He blinked once. That once strong scent that had lead you down here was now gone. "Y/N?"

"Yeah. Are you ok?" Your body was fighting against you to take a step closer to him. There was something different about him. You could feel it.

"Yeah," he answered unsurely. "Are Erica and Cora ok?" He asked.

"Yeah," you gave him a tight lipped smile. "They're ok."

He took a step closer to you, causing your heart to jump. "These things showed up out of nowhere. What were they?" He was frightened, well appeared to be frightened, but he wasn't. Thats not what he was feeling at all.

"I don't know." You tilted your head and stared at Stiles. Every nerve in your body was tingling. Your instincts were screaming at you that something was wrong, very wrong. "You smell different? Are you sure you're ok?" You asked.

"Like what?" His tone was different now. His expression remained the same, confused. But his eyes, his eyes held a different expression; one that could make your skin crawl.

"What?"

"What do I smell like?" He asked slowly.

"I-I meant seem." You stuttered. "You seem different."

Just then Scott was walking in to the room. He noticed you and Stiles and glanced between the two of you, his eyes landing on Stiles. "Everything ok?" You turn around after Scott asks.

"Yeah." Stiles smiled to his best friend. Unexpectedly he stands besides you and places a hand on your shoulder.

You gasp at the contact. A chill was sent down your spine. You slowly turn to look at Stiles, he was already smiling at you. But there was something odd about his smile. There was this uneasiness you felt around him. You couldn't quite place it though.

"Yeah." You answered Scott as you faced him. "All good."

"Stiles," Scott averted his attention to his friend, "your dads going to be here soon. We should go down and wait for him."

Stiles patted your shoulder a couple times and then walked ahead to his best friend. The second he stepped out of the double doors, that feeling of uneasiness still lingered. You grazed over the area on your shoulder that Stiles had touched. Just that one area felt burning hot to the touch.

You thought you heard clicking behind you, so you slowly turned as you looked over your shoulder. There was no one behind you. You turned completely. "What was he doing down here?" You wondered. You took a step forward feeling something squish beneath your foot. You lifted your foot to see what you had stepped on, finding it odd for a sterile environment, only to see a burst of black smoke erupt.

You whipped your head around back towards the doors. You were starting to think maybe you weren't imagining the sudden uneasiness.

*****

You, Scott and Derek were circled around in what used to be Stiles' room in the hospital.

"Ok," you pinched the bridge of your nose and closed your eyes, "These Oni, demon warriors, are searching for someone possessed by a dark spirit known as a Nogitsune?"

Scott nodded. "I thought they were after Kira at first. But its not her."

You sighed out. "Ok, but why go after your dad? Why not just mark him like they did with you guys?"

"He got in their way?" Scott more questioned than asked. "He thought they were intruders and they attacked back."

"Ok, but I got in their way when they tried to go after Aiden."

"Isaac made sure Argent didn't mention you when they spoke to Katashi. For your safety." Derek chimed in.

You only nodded. There was a small moment of silence between you three. You had remembered something from earlier that you wanted to ask Scott about. Maybe his answer as well, would confirm your suspicion.

"Hey, Scott. You called out. "How did you find Stiles earlier?"

Scott's face scrunched up a bit, "I don't know," he shrugged, "I followed his scent."

"What did you smell? Did you smell anything weird down there?"

Scott averted his gaze he began to think. Derek gave you a weird stare but you only shrugged back at him. "Weird how?" Scott asked.

There was knock on the door that had your attention. Brett was standing there, this time there was a girl, you assumed his sister, was standing next to him.

"Uhm, we'll talk. Later." You told Scott. "Derek." You nodded. Derek watched you questioningly as he watched you approach the two teens and then leave with them.

"Do you know them?" Derek asked Scott.

"No." Scott answered. "I thought maybe you did?"

"No. But I'm going to find out."

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uselessgirl87 · 1 month ago

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Outsider No More by Useless-girl

Note: The Teen Wolf & Cyberpunk 2077 crossover you didn’t know you needed! :D Obviously, I’m a huge fan of this game (did many playthroughs already and still not finished) and I fell in love with its world, so at one point I started thinking about how Derek and Stiles would fit in it, what kind of characters they would be. So this is what I came up with and hope that you’ll enjoy this little detour into this world. Also, see more info in the end notes! ;)

Fandoms: Teen Wolf, Sterek, Cyberpunk 2077

Characters/relationships: Stiles Stilinski/Derek Hale, Cora Hale/original female character, Erica Reyes/Vernon Boyd, Lydia Martin/Jordan Parrish (mentioned), Isaac Lahey, Theo Raeken, Alan Deaton, Matt Daehler, Scott McCall, Viktor Vektor, Liam Dunbar, Mason Hewitt, Brett Talbot, Kate Argent (mentioned), Gerard Argent (mentioned), Talia Hale (mentioned), Peter Hale (mentioned), Sheriff Stilinski (mentioned), other Hales (mentioned)

Rating/category: explicit,Teen Wolf AU, Cyberpunk AU, Sterek, alternate universe, canon and non-canon elements, slash, M/M, aged up characters, no werewolves, human Stiles, orphan Stiles, netrunner Stiles, mercenary Stiles, streetkid Stiles, BAMF Stiles, tattooed Stiles, bottom Stiles, human Derek, top Derek, nomad Derek, clan leader Derek, hacking, betrayal, revenge, action, violence, cursing, blood, gore, found family, family feels, pack feels, getting together, falling in love, romance, love, emotions, wit, sarcasm, light Dom/sub, light BDSM, smut, handjob, blowjob, gay sex, rough sex

Summary: In the unforgiving underbelly of Night City the “survival of the fittest” law applies more than anywhere else. After his father’s death, Stiles Stilinski has been working as a netrunner/mercenary to stay afloat. But when a gig goes wrong, he finds himself fleeing the city from more than one of the notorious and very deadly gangs of NC. Due to a favor, he soon ends up with the feared and respected Hale nomad clan. It is led by the charismatic but broody Derek Hale, who at first isn’t too happy about letting a stranger into his close-knit family, but still provides shelter to Stiles, who in turn is not too keen on experiencing the nomad lifestyle. But with time both men’s perspective changes about things – and each other.

Disclaimer: This is a product of my imagination and was written only for entertainment and fun. I don’t profit from this fanfiction and I mean no harm or disrespect against any real person, culture or custom that might appear in the story. All original pictures or edits and fictional characters used in the story belong to their respective owners and credit goes to them.

---------------------------------- To read the story on AO3, click HERE! Illustration by Useless-girl.

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freeyourheartandsoul · 6 years ago

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Because I Had You.

Prompt: Brett Talbot; “Because I Had You” – Shawn Mendes // @deepblueo-cean

Author’s Note: Whoa. This one’s a doozy. Enjoy! :)

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Because I Had You.

I think it's time that I be honest Should've told you not to go Thought I knew just what I wanted I didn't know myself at all You're with somebody I can't be, yeah But I can tell that you're happy

Do you ever say or do something and instantly feel the regret because you know you can’t take it back? Like posting a racy picture on social media for the world to see? Getting trashed the night before a big game? Lying to your best friend? Telling someone you’re in love with them when they clearly don’t feel the same way? Or worse, telling someone you love to leave?

That last one is a doozy because sometimes they actually listen to you. Then you’re left with this sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach. Regret gnaws its way through and you wonder what the hell you were thinking. You try to convince yourself it will be okay, she knows you didn’t mean it. She’ll come back.

Days turn to weeks and weeks turn to months, and she’s still gone.

With a deep sigh, Brett ruffles his hair a little before leaving his head in his hands. He knew this was coming. He’s had a gut feeling for weeks now. He just wishes it was wrong. Scratch that, he wishes he could go back in time.

Six Months Ago

“You’re joking, right?” (Y/N) questions as she stares at Brett in disbelief.

Brett shakes his head slowly as he avoids eye contact with her, “I just think it’s the best for both of us. It’s going to –“

She cuts him off, “you seriously want to break up just because we’re going to different colleges?” Brett opens his mouth to say something, but she keeps talking. “They’re not even two hours apart, Brett!”

“I know that, but don’t you think we’ll both be missing out on some college experiences because we’re so worried about each other?” He tries to reason.

“What? Like hooking up with random sorority girls?” (Y/N) responds with an arched eyebrow.

Brett meets her glare, “you know that’s not what I mean.”

“No, actually I don’t, Brett. Just the other day we were talking about our plans to see each other on weekends, and now you’re completely done because you want to ‘experience’ things?” She pauses, getting more heated by the second. “Sounds like an easy out if you ask me. Oh, but wait, you’re not asking me how I feel about this.”

Brett sighs, “come on, (Y/N). You’ve heard all the stories about couples staying together when they go to different schools. It puts one hell of a strain on the relationship.”

“Yeah, but I also know us. I know that we’re not those other couples. I know that we’re stronger than them. Well, at least I thought we were.” At this point, a mix of anger and despair radiates from her body as she continues, “and I also know that love doesn’t come easy for anyone. It takes hard work and struggle sometimes. You must be willing to go through that together. I am, but I guess you aren’t.”

He could see the disappointment and hurt on her face. This was the last thing she was expecting. They’d been together for three years, and now he’s suddenly breaking up with her? Hell, he’d be upset if the shoe was on the other foot. If he’s being honest, he’s not even sure this is the best idea for either of them. All he knows for sure is that he’s had this gut feeling that they need to experience life on their own for a while.

“I don’t know what you want me to say…” He lets the sentence hang, unable to even look her in the eye.

(Y/N) scoffs, “I want you to say this is some stupid, sick joke.”

“It’s not like I’m saying we have to end things right now. Just before we leave.” Brett knew how stupid that sounded as soon as it came out.

“Oh! You mean four more whole months? That’s so nice of you.” Her response dripped with sarcasm, and he knew this was the end. “Screw you, Brett.” She states before finally storming off.

Present

Brett slowly looks back up at his laptop screen. There, in an enlarged photo, is (Y/N) smiling bright with who looks like her new boyfriend. They’re on the beach at sunset with the Santa Monica Pier in the background. She’s holding on tight to a purple stuffed monkey, one arm around him as she smiles at the camera. He has his eyes on her with a smile just as big as hers. Brett knows that smile. It’s the “how the hell did I get so lucky” smile. The one he used to wear all the time around (Y/N).

Not anymore, though. Now, he sits two hours away at UCSD feeling that pang of regret.

For months, he and (Y/N) managed to avoid each other before they left for school. Once he was at UCSD and she was at UCLA, it got easier. The last two months have been so jam-packed with classes, lacrosse, and meeting new people, he’s been able to keep himself from checking her social media. They weren’t friends on the accounts anymore, but she also didn’t have him blocked. So, when he was scrolling through his Facebook feed and her post popped up, thanks to an old, mutual friend getting tagged in it, it wasn’t that much of a surprise. But it still stung.

It's time for me to finally meet somebody new Take her to all the places that I took us to And she might help me forget But loving her is something I could never do Because I had, because I had you

Ever since seeing that picture of (Y/N) and her new boyfriend, Brett’s made it his mission to try to move on as well. It’s been kind of difficult, though, because he keeps finding himself comparing girls to her. He admits it’s a pretty dick move on his part, but it seems impossible not to. Every girl he thinks to ask out, he gets in his head and starts listing all the reasons not to. The girl is either too much like (Y/N) or not enough like (Y/N).

Clearly, he has a type.

Which is why he’s decided that he’s going to have to step out of his comfort zone and maybe go for someone he typically wouldn’t. Instead of petite girls with dark brown hair and big doe eyes, it’s time for something new. Who knows, maybe he’ll realize that girls like (Y/N) aren’t his type at all. She’s just all he’s ever known to be interested in.

So, here he is on a date at the beach with a pretty red-head with emerald eyes and fair, freckled skin. She’s beautiful by every definition of the word. Brett didn’t miss the way other guys did double-takes when they walk by. Rachel doesn’t seem to care, though. Either that, or she’s just oblivious to it because her focus has stayed on him. Even when a guy blatantly asked for her number while Brett was sitting right beside her, she brushed the guy off. It was nice to have that kind of attention again.

The surprising thing is that she’s kept his attention as well. Not once has he thought about (Y/N) in the last two hours. They’re so wildly different, it’s easy not to. Rachel is more cheery and social, whereas (Y/N) tended to keep to herself. He’s learned that Rachel is a math and science major, whereas (Y/N) always loathed the subjects. Rachel comes from a large family in the city, while (Y/N) is from the small town of Beacon Hills and only has a younger sister. They couldn’t be more different.

And Brett really kind of loves it.

“I’ve had a lot of fun today,” Rachel states with a smile as they start walking back to his car.

“Me too.” Brett responds honestly. “It’s been a while since I’ve had a good, relaxing beach day.”

“Really?” Brett simply nods. “Why?”

He shrugs his shoulders, “Once I got to UCSD, I sort of buried myself in school work, lacrosse… anything to keep me busy and my mind off things.”

“What were you trying not to think about?” She asks, trying not to seem too nosy.

He hesitates for a minute and rubs the back of his neck, “an ex.”

Rachel nods in understanding but takes a deep breath before asking another question. “Are you still just trying not to think about her?”

“No.” He mentally kicks himself for answering so quickly.

“Hey,” she stops them from walking by grabbing his hand and looking him in the eyes. “It’s okay if you are. I get it.”

Her green eyes stare up at him, and with the sun, he can see specks of gold. The sun has also brought out more freckles across the bridge of her nose. Her hair has those perfect beach waves after drying in the California heat. There’s no denying that she’s gorgeous, even after spending the day in the sun, ocean, and sand. He could also tell that she’s being sincere. She did understand what he’s going through, even though she didn’t know the whole story or anything about his past relationship.

“You don’t care?” He questions with knitted brows.

She shrugs with a small smile, “of course I care, but I’ve also had to move on from a past relationship. So, I understand the need for a distraction sometimes.”

“You’re not just a distraction, you know.” Brett states with a shake of his head. “I do really like you.”

Her smile broadens, “good. I really like you too.” She leans up on her tip toes and pulls him down a little by the hand before kissing him.

Rachel is just what Brett needs – beautiful, smart, understanding, carefree. And yet, as their fingers interlace, and her lips met his, he felt a sudden pang in his chest. Not over the kiss or even her. Just that she isn’t (Y/N), and she never would be. It made him wonder if he’d ever be able to love her at all, much less the way he loved (Y/N).

I remember when I told you That you and I will go down in history together, yeah And does your sister ask about me? And you and I, what we had, is it gone forever? You're with somebody I can't be But I can tell that you're happy

It’s Halloween night. Most of the dorm is at the biggest frat party of the year, including Brett’s roommate. In fact, Rachel will be here any minute to go also. They’re going as Pebbles and Bam Bam from The Flintstones. It was her idea, but he agreed because it’s pretty good. Not many people their age know the classic, so he was surprised and happy that Rachel did. It’s always been one of his favorites.

Rachel’s surprised him with a lot of things. Turns out, they have a lot more in common than he originally thought. For example, she knows a lot about lacrosse because both of her brothers and her dad grew up on the sport. She loves video games, another side effect of having brothers. Most people perceive her as a typical girly-girl, but she actually prefers comfy clothes and no make-up. She still loves waking up on Saturday mornings and eating a bowl of cereal while watching old cartoons. She’s into comic books and all the shows and movies that go with them. The list goes on.

She’s actually been really good for Brett. He hasn’t thought about (Y/N) as much the last few months, but today is different. Halloween is was their day.

He taps a pen against his desk repeatedly as he stares at the search engine on Facebook. (Y/N)’s name is already typed in, all he has to do is hit search. He knew that once he did, though, there’s no going back from what he knows he’ll see. He doesn’t even know why he felt enticed to look on her page. It’s obviously just a way to torture himself. But he just couldn’t help the urge to check in on her today. If he doesn’t hurry, though, Rachel will probably show up.

So, he finally hits the search button, clicks on her profile and waits in nervous suspense. Once loaded, (Y/N)’s most recent post – literally from an hour ago – hits him hard. She’s still with the new guy and they’re dressed up as Alvin and the Chipmunks – (Y/N) and Maggie’s favorite cartoon. The boyfriend is Alvin, (Y/N) is Simon, and Maggie is Theodore. Alvin is grinning mischievously while the girls roll their eyes on either side of him.

As Brett keeps looking at the picture, he can’t help but remember that used to be him. Last year they dressed up as Tigger, Pooh, and Piglet. They used to go all out because Halloween also happens to be Maggie’s birthday. She’s grown up so much since the last time he saw her. She’s as tall as (Y/N) now. They could almost pass for twins.

“Damn it.” He mutters, wondering if he should wish her a happy 14th birthday. He also wonders if she ever asks (Y/N) about him, or if she hates him just as much as (Y/N) probably does.

Just as he picks up his phone to shoot Maggie a simple “Happy Birthday” text, there’s a knock on his door. He quickly exits out of (Y/N)’s Facebook page before answering it.

“Hey!” Rachel greets cheerily before standing on her tiptoes to give him a kiss. She looks cute in her costume.

“Hey backatcha. You look great!” He responds, trying to be as chipper as her, but still thinking about Maggie and (Y/N).

A grin spreads across her face, “you don’t look so bad yourself, Bam! Bam!” Brett chuckles a little as he holds out his arms, showing off his costume. “You ready?”

“Yup. Let’s party.” He shoves his phone in the make-shift pocket Rachel added to his costume and closes the door behind them.

It’s time for him to be fair to Rachel and stop thinking about his ex. She’s clearly happily moved on. Even Maggie seems to like the new boyfriend. It’s time for Brett to accept that he can’t be that guy anymore.

It's time for me to finally meet somebody new Take her to all the places that I took us to And she might help me forget But loving her is something I could never do Because I had, because I had you

Brett’s not exactly sure how he ended up in this situation. One minute he and Rachel were talking about New Year’s Eve plans, the next they’re in the McCall house for their annual party. Everyone came, including (Y/N) and the new guy, which Brett is kind of surprised about. He didn’t volunteer to come here, so he wonders if (Y/N) felt the same way. If she did, she wasn’t showing it. Maybe he should attempt to do the same instead of sulking.

“Your friends are so nice!” Rachel exclaims as she comes back from the bathroom.

He nods in agreement, “yeah, they’re not too bad.”

Just as he says it Liam, Mason, and Corey walk up. “Who? Us? Yeah, we’re pretty great.” Liam states smugly.

“Except for these guys, they’re losers,” Brett jokes with a grin.

“Whatever. I can still kick your ass on the lacrosse field.”

“HA! Okay. Whatever you say, Liam.” Brett says as he pats Liam on the shoulder.

“You guys play lacrosse too?” Rachel asks curiously.

Brett shakes his head, “Liam and Corey try to play.”

“Well, at least I didn’t bring my girlfriend to the same party my ex is at.” Liam tries to throw another punch in the game, but the group goes silent. Brett glares at him hard as his hand curls into a fist.

“Awkward…” Mason states as he looks back and forth between his friends.

Rachel has a look of shock on her face, but she quickly composes herself. “Excuse me.” The guys watch as she makes her way through the kitchen and living room and out the front door.

Brett turns with a glare at Liam again, “thanks for that.” He says sarcastically before storming off after Rachel.

He finds her standing behind his car, her suitcase and backpack for the week on the ground beside her feet. Her back is to him, but he could tell she’s upset by the way her arms are crossed over her chest. With a deep exhale, he prepares himself for the conversation to come before making his way to stand beside her. He stands in a similar position as her but shoves his hands deep in his pockets instead.

“An Uber will be here any minute to take me to the airport.” She states stoically before he has a chance to say one word.

“You don’t have to leave. I’ll tell you anything you want to know.”

At this, Rachel turns to face him, “are you still in love with her?”

Brett swallows hard, to which she scoffs and shakes her head. “It’s not what you’re thinking.”

“So, you aren’t still in love with her?” Her eyebrow arches and her eyes don’t leave his.

“You can’t just get over someone you were with for three years, Rachel.” He tries to get her to understand.

She shakes her head, “unbelievable.” She sucks in a deep breath and releases it slowly as she looks around, obviously trying to calm herself. “So, what the hell was this? A rebound?” She asks, gesturing between them.

Brett shakes his head quickly, “no. I’ve been trying to move on.”

“Trying?”

“What do you want me to say, Rachel? You knew on our first date what I was going through and said you understood. You even called yourself a distraction!” He throws his hands up in frustration but wasn’t expecting the slap that came across his face.

She glares at him with tears forming in her eyes, “screw you, Brett.”

Her words stung harder than her slap. Suddenly, he was taken back to the day he broke up with (Y/N) and she said those exact same words. Rachel doesn’t know the details of his break up with (Y/N). Hell, she doesn’t even know her name or which girl inside she is. She’s never asked, and he’s never voluntarily talked about it. The way he saw it, the less he thought of or talked about (Y/N), the easier it would be to move on. Clearly, he was wrong.

Brett was so lost in his thoughts, he didn’t even see the Uber pull up or Rachel get in the car. He didn’t even get to apologize for his stupid comment. So much for that relationship, he thought with a heavy sigh. He walks back inside and tries to avoid any conversation about where Rachel went and why. He also avoids (Y/N) like the plague.

At least for now.

There's nothin', no There's nothin' left to lose Because I had you, babe There's nothin' Nothin' that I could do I wish I had you But I think it's time I finally found somebody new And tell myself that she's the one that get me through And she might help me forget But loving her is something I just couldn't do Because I had you

The new year came and went, and the spring semester of Brett’s freshman year is in full swing. Since the New Year’s Eve party, he’s tried talking to Rachel, but she’s mastered the art of avoiding him. She even somehow switched classes he knew they were supposed to have together. Clearly, he royally screwed up that relationship.

It’s for the best, though, really. The whole ordeal helped him come to terms with a few things. One, he’s not ready to move on to a new relationship. Why? Because of number two: he’s still in love with (Y/N). If he’s being honest with himself, he’s known that fact for a while, but wanted to try to get over her since she was obviously over him.

Now, with spring break starting, Brett wonders if (Y/N) will be back in Beacon Hills again like him. Even though she’s still with the new guy, at least last he saw on New Year’s Eve, he needs to tell her how he feels and that he made a mistake. She’s liable to just slap him across the face like Rachel did, but that’s a risk he’s willing to take. At least she would know.

At this point, he really has nothing left to lose.

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Brett’s been back in Beacon Hills for a few days now and still hasn’t seen any sign of (Y/N). Embarrassingly enough, he’s even driven by her house, but her car isn’t there. He refuses to creep on her social media to see if she’s even town, though. He doesn’t want to come off as too desperate, although admittedly, he is a tad desperate.

If it’s meant to be, it will be. That’s what he keeps telling himself at least.

So, as he walks into the coffee shop and spots (Y/N) sitting at a corner table with her laptop out and sipping on what he’s sure is a chai latte with a bit of honey, he knows this is his chance. As he glances around the small shop, he notices it’s pretty busy for a late morning. In fact, the only empty seat is across from her – another sure sign this is his chance.

He orders himself an Americano and keeps stealing glances her way as he waits to make sure she doesn’t leave. She doesn’t seem to be going anywhere anytime soon. She seems engrossed in whatever she’s doing on her computer. Hopefully it’s not anything too important so he won’t feel guilty about interrupting her.

Once he gets his coffee, he nervously makes his way over, mentally preparing himself on what to say. All this time he’s wanted to talk to her, but he’s never actually thought of the right words. With his luck, he’ll get word vomit and say something completely stupid.

“Is this seat taken?” He asks after clearing his throat.

(Y/N)’s head instantly pops up from her screen at the sound of his voice; a look of surprise evident on her face. “Um… no.”

He pulls out the chair and takes a seat all the while (Y/N) eyes him questionably. “Thanks.” She just nods slowly. “I’m not stalking you, by the way.”

She laughs a little, “I didn’t say you were.”

“Right.” He rubs the back of his neck nervously, suddenly unable to make eye contact with her, but he can still feel her eyes on him.

“Are you okay?”

This causes him to finally look back up at her and nod. “Yeah. I just, uh… this isn’t awkward for you?”

“The guy who dumped me now sitting across from me acting weird? No, not at all,” she answers with a grin full of sarcasm.

He chuckles and rubs the back of his neck again. “Guess I asked for that one.” (Y/N) just nods. After a beat of silence, he speaks up again, “do you maybe wanna take a walk with me?”

She eyes him curiously, “why?”

Brett shrugs, “to talk.”

She thinks about it for a minute before closing her laptop, “don’t make me regret this.” She states seriously before putting her computer in her bag.

He shakes his head feverishly, “I won’t.”

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“So…” (Y/N) lingers after five minutes into their walk and nothing has been said.

“So…”

“Brett, you’re the one who wanted to talk,” she says with a small laugh.

“Oh, right.” Brett rubs the back of his neck again. This is harder than he thought it would be. He hasn’t been this nervous around her since they first started dating. “You know I’m sorry, right? For how I ended things…”

She exhales deeply as she looks straight ahead, “I’m not going to lie, being blindsided like that hurt like hell.” He nods his head and digs his hands in his pockets. “But if you think I’m holding a grudge against you or something, I’m not. I got over it and moved on.”

He nods again, “I saw.” She looks at him skeptically. “At the New Year’s Eve party.” He wasn’t about to confess to creeping on her social media yet.

“Oh. Yeah.” A beat of silence passes before she speaks again, “I saw that you moved on too.” Her tone was indifferent, almost as if she were trying not show how she felt about him being with someone else.

A sort of bitter chuckle escapes from him, “yeah. That ended that day.”

She looks at him confused, “why?”

“Honest answer?” He asks looking at her with raised eyebrows, and she nods. “You.”

(Y/N) lets his response sink in as they walk in silence again. How is she supposed to respond to that? On one end, she’s honestly kind of happy they were over because there’s still a teensy bit of her that was jealous when she saw them together. She also isn’t too mad about him getting dumped. On the other end, she does still care for him and wouldn’t wish heartbreak on anyone. Even if they broke her heart.

“Listen, don’t feel bad about it or anything.” He suddenly breaks the silence as if he was reading her mind. She looks over at him. “It was inevitable.”

“Why?” She asks again, suddenly feeling like a curious five-year-old.

He shrugs his shoulders, “because I was lying to myself.” Time to get real honest, Brett. Don’t hold back. “I saw on Facebook that you were moving on, and I thought I needed to try too. At first, it was hard because I just kept comparing every girl to you. I even did it with Rachel, but sometimes I was able to not think about you or our relationship. And I thought, okay, I can do this. I can move on with her.”

(Y/N) listens intently as they walk and he talked. Granted, it’s difficult to hear him talk about another girl. “So, what happened?” She asks, swallowing her ego to hear what he had to say.

He exhales before continuing, “there were moments when I just knew I couldn’t be what she wanted. Like when we kissed, and I didn’t feel that spark. Or when we held hands, and they didn’t seem to fit perfectly together. Or the way we never bickered… over anything. It was just too easy with her.”

She looks at him confused, “usually easy is a good thing.”

“I guess,” he responds with a shrug. “But easy is boring.” Glancing over at her, he could see that his words hit a chord with her somehow. Maybe she was thinking about her own new relationship.

After a few minutes of letting her think, he interrupts her thoughts by clearing his throat again. “Anyways, I pushed my own feelings aside because I still wanted to try to make it work. I had to. If I wanted to get over and move on from you, then I had to try.” He pauses for a second, “but then New Year’s Eve rolled around. I didn’t want to go to the McCall’s party, but I couldn’t convince her not to without being honest about why I didn’t want to go. Not long after we got there, Liam let it slip that I brought her to a party my ex was at. She walked away, and I followed her. She asked me questions I had been asking myself for the longest time, but she already knew the answers to them. Then she left.”

“What questions did she ask?” (Y/N) asks even though she was pretty sure she knew.

Brett looks over at her incredulously, “what do you think?”

She sighs deeply in frustration and uncertainty. This whole confession was so unexpected. She’s not sure how to feel about it. Brett’s the only one that’s ever had the capability to break her heart, and she never thought he’d do it, but he did. He shattered it, and it took her so long to get out of the depression that it put her in. She forced herself to move on by burying her feelings for him to the depths of her heart. Then she met Jason and started to feel happy again, even in love. At least, that’s what she thought.

Now, her heart is conflicted. If she’s being really honest, it’s always been conflicted. Ever since New Year’s Eve, though, her feelings for Brett have come back full force. So much so that even Jason noticed. A few weeks after the party, they got into a huge argument that ended things between them. Like Brett, she realized that it was inevitable.

However, she’s not sure she’s ready to go there with Brett again. He’s always had her heart, but now it’s tattered and torn, and she’s scared.

“Can we stop for a minute?” Brett asks suddenly.

They’ve been walking for a while now, and she hadn’t even realized how far they’d gotten from the coffee shop. Now they were at the park a few blocks away. He guides her over to a bench nearby and they take a seat.

“What are you thinking?”

(Y/N) laughs ironically and shakes her head, “so much.” She puts her head in her hands and runs her hands through her hair. “What do you expect me to do with all this, Brett?” She asks, turning to face him.

“I don’t expect anything really.” She laughs again and shakes her head. “Really, (Y/N). I just wanted you to know.”

“Know what exactly? That you realized you made a mistake after you tried to be with someone else?” Now she was just being mean and bitter. How else was she supposed to react, though? Just run back into his arms? Tempting, but also terrifying.

Brett shakes his head, “I didn’t realize it after Rachel broke up with me. I just wouldn’t admit it to myself before then.” He pauses to take one of her hands in his and stares right into her big, brown eyes. “What I realized is that I couldn’t love her, or anyone for that matter, because I had you, (Y/N).”

A tear slips down (Y/N)’s cheek and he quickly wipes it away. “Jason broke up with me.” She confesses. If he was being completely transparent, then she probably should to.

Brett tries to contain the joy that ran through his veins at that confession. He hates that she got her heart broken again, but he’s hoping it will work in his favor. “He’s an idiot.”

She shakes her head, “no. He’s actually pretty smart. He and Rachel should meet. They have a lot in common.”

He looks at her confused, “like what?”

“Like they’re both footnotes in someone else’s love story.” Her brown eyes stare into his blue ones as she offers a small smile.

As bad as that fact is, Brett couldn’t help but smile a little about it. (Y/N) basically admitted to still having feelings for him too. He didn’t want to jump the gun, though. So, he leaned in a little until their faces were mere inches apart. When she didn’t pull away or turn her cheek, he took that as a good sign to kiss her. So, he does. Their lips meet, her hands instantly go to the nape of his neck, and they kiss like no time had been lost.

The End.

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amylillian22 · 7 years ago

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The Proposal - Brett Talbot

Requested by Zeronix (on Wattpad) – Hi *grins* Could I please request a Brett x reader (cause you’re doing amazing with Cody Christian/Theo stuff and are satisfying that pretty face’s need) where you two have been dating for a while and go on a trip to England or something and he surprises you with a proposal and maybe a promise to get a cute cottage there (in wherever they vacationed) one day? Please, and if Brett is too hard for you to write, maybe Derek or Theo works too.

Word Count: 1,250

Warnings: None, just fluff.

Author’s Note: I rarely write Brett imagines, so enjoy this one! Also, I’m back with new imagines!

[My Teen Wolf Master List]

For their fifth anniversary, Brett and Y/N planned a trip to England for two whole weeks. It took a lot of planning and saving a lot of money, but the two managed to make it happen. Luckily, their anniversary was during the summer and they didn’t have to worry about missing any classes or having to wait to celebrate during a break from school.

During their vacation, they visited a lot of touristy places like Big Ben, Stonehenge, Tower of London, Hyde Park, River Thames, and the London Zoo. Of course, they tried every restaurant and cute cafe Y/N saw. She was a foodie, especially with Italian since it’s her favorite. She loved wine and she couldn’t help but try different kinds every night for dinner. Brett didn’t care where they went or what they did, as long as Y/N was happy. Coming here was on her bucket list and he wanted everything to be perfect. He let her plan the entire trip, with the exception of him planning their last night together.

He told her he wanted to do something special for their last night, a romantic dinner. This was no surprise to Y/N as Brett has always surprised her with romantic surprises. However, Brett was about to pull the biggest surprise ever. One she would never forget and would tell their future grandchildren someday.

Y/N let out a small sigh with her eyes closed after taking the last bite of her favorite dessert. “This entire dinner was amazing.”

Brett chuckled as he nervously put his hand in his pocket; double-checking the ring box hasn’t suddenly disappeared into thin air. “I’m glad you loved it, baby.”

She fluttered her eyes open and immediately locked them with Brett’s. She placed the fork down on the plate and pushed it aside before reaching out for his hands as she spoke, “I’m serious. Everything about tonight was perfect. A romantic candlelight dinner on a rooftop that has an amazing view of, not only the country side, but the stars too,” she looked up with a huge smile on her face. She lost count how many stars shined so bright, but she didn’t care. She was happy. She was in love and in one of the most beautiful places in the world with her best friend. “Tonight couldn’t get any better,” she whispered as she saw a shooting star. “Make a wish, babe,” she whispered. Brett saw her close her eyes and make a wish. He didn’t feel the need to repeat her actions to make a wish. He already had a wish and he hoped she’d say yes.

When she rolled her head back and looked at Brett, she gave him a sweet smile. “Did you make a wish?”

“Yup, did you?” He asked.

“Of course,” she squeezed his hands.

He brushed his thumb across her knuckles. “What did you wish for?”

“I can’t tell you that, silly! Then it won’t come true,” she giggled. “Besides, it’s not like you’re going to tell me what you wished for.”

“I wished that you would say yes,” he admitted.

Her heart skipped a beat. For a spilt second, she thought maybe he was about to ask her to marry him. She immediately pushed that thought in the back of her mind. He wasn’t going to propose tonight. They had a plan; the typical and safe plan. They would finish school first and then get married once they had careers.

“You know I’d say yes to you anytime about anything,” she smiled. Then she shook her head, “I take that back. I say yes most of the time,” she chuckled.

Except Brett didn’t laugh with her. He was completely nervous and her pervious statement made him more nervous. What if she didn’t say yes? After all, they weren’t done with school. They had student loans. They didn’t have stable careers. They each had a part time job that was enough to pay rent for their little apartment, and had to work extra shifts to make this trip happen.

“Brett?” She whispered, pulling him out of his thoughts. He looked extremely nervous. She had never seen him like this before. “What’s wrong?”

He cleared his throat, pushing back the tightness, and took a deep breath. He squeezed her hands and looked into her worried eyes. “Y/N, I love you. You know that, right?”

She nodded slowly as she eyed him carefully. He was scaring her. Her heart was beating like crazy. The sound of her heartbeat was echoing in her eardrums. “And I love you…” she trailed nervously.

“These five years with you have been the best years of my life. I fell in love with a woman who became my best friend, and I can’t imagine living my life without her, her laugh, her touch, her sweetness, her kisses, her love…” he trailed. As he spoke, tears formed in Y/N’s eyes as her heart continued to pick up its rapid pace. She knew what was happening and she was ready for it.

“I know we had a plan,” he pulled out the small black box from his pocket and knelt down on one knee. Y/N gasped as her hands flew to her mouth. Her heart was racing, as the tears in her eyes fell down her cheeks. They’ve talked about having a future together, but she couldn’t believe it was finally happening. Their forever would start sooner than expected.

“But I can’t wait another second,” Brett continued. “I want my best friend to be my fiancé, then my wife, and someday the mother of my kids. I want to spend the rest of my life with you,” he paused and took a deep breath. “Will you marry me, Y/N?”

She nodded repeatedly before she wrapped her hand behind his back and pulled him in for a kiss. “Yes,” she mumbled between kisses. “A million times yes!”

Brett chuckled as he pulled back. He pulled out the ring from the box and grabbed her left hand. Y/N watched as he slowly slid on her new diamond engagement ring. Brett held her hand and admired the view for a few seconds before he kissed her wedding finger.

“I promise to fulfill every promise I made to you. We’ll get married like we planned. I promise to buy you your dream house, no matter where it is. If it’s back home or here, as long as I’m with you,” Brett promised.

“It’s absolutely beautiful here. I would like to move here someday,” she turned to see the view from the rooftop in the night sky. “Maybe after we retire, and we’re old and gray,” she giggled as she looked back at Brett. “This would be a nice place to live after a long and happy life together.”

Brett’s lips formed a huge smile, knowing they would have a long and happy life together. “Whatever you want, baby, I’ll make it happen.”

Y/N cupped his cheeks and leaned her forehead against his. “I love you, Brett, and I can’t wait to be your wife.”

Brett smiled as he leaned in and kissed her. “I love you, too.”

#Brett Talbot #brett talbot imagine #Brett Talbot imagines #Brett Talbot fanfiction #Brett Talbot fan fiction #Brett Talbot fanfic #Brett Talbot fan fic #Brett Talbot fic #Brett Talbot x reader #teen wolf imagines #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf #teen wolf fanfiction #teen wolf fan fiction #teen wolf fan fic #teen wolf fanfic #teen wolf fic #teen wolf brett

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bobbersb-fandomfun · 4 years ago

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Fanworks Masterpost

So, now that I’ve been dipping my toes into creating myself, and I have a few things I’ve got in the pipeline to come, I decided to start up a masterpost! Here is links you’ll find to my work, most can straight up be found on my AO3, but not always.

** fic has explicit rating.

Firefly Fandom: Fan Art:

Wash/Zoë:

Moodboard

Teen Wolf Fandom:

Fanfiction

Sterek:

a little less by the book a little more hands on

that one time a speed trap turned into a thirst trap **

turn and face the strange **

it takes two to tango **

Sterek Kinktober Masterpost ** Kinks listed inside

Drag Charm - Stiles centric

What's Cookin' Good Lookin' ** All Human, Social Media to all the boys i've loved before - fanfiction by me, fanart by @go-catch-a-chickn

Thiam:

There is no separation between the fallen and the stars Teen Wolf/All American crossover

How do I say I love you? - OTL Valentine’s Event.

It started with a NYE kiss - Teen Wolf Fic Fest work ** Thiam Kinktober Masterpost ** Kinks listed inside Theo & Liam - Holiday Fic, Netflix show Dash & Lily Thiam’d Just one more, always just one more chance... - 5 + 1

Morey:

Strange things are afoot at the circle K

Surprise Drabble w/ Moodboard

Road Trip Drabble w/ Moodboard

Other Pairings:

Family Isn't Always Blood - Isett - Isaac Lahey/Brett Talbot

Your Hurt Is In My Heart - Isett - Isaac Lahey/Brett Talbot

It's not what you look at, it's what you see - Nolec - Nolan/Alec

the place between asleep and awake - Nett - Nolan/Brett **

Stiles Stilinski's Guide to Mistletoe for Idiot Werewolves - Steo

Fan Art:

Theo Raeken Moodboards:

Demiromantic, Demisexual & Non-binary

Liam Dunbar Moodboards:

Hufflepuff Moodboard

Thiam:

(Art) you only feel one emotion at a time Art inspired by the fic you only feel one emotion at a time by likelightninginabottle

Moodboards for It started with a NYE kiss Six in Total. Aesthetic Moodboards for Theo & Liam Eight in Total

Sterek:

Banners for Alphas of a Feather , made for fanfiction for FandomTrumpsHate

Morey:

Surprise Moodboard & Drabble

Road Trip Moodboard & Drabble

Strange things are afoot at the circle K fic inspired art

Nett:

the place between asleep and awake, Moodboard 1 & 2

Steo:

Paranormal Games: Ouija Board - Steo Spooktober Moodboard Ghost Stories - Steo Spooktober Moodboard Stiles Stilinski's Guide to Mistletoe for Idiot Werewolves

Other Pairings:

Family Isn’t Always Blood - Isett - Isaac Lahey/Brett Talbot, fic inspired art.

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derangedangel · 7 years ago

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Near Death Confessions - Brett Talbot

Summary: After Brett almost dies, he tries to get you to confess your feelings

Word Count: 822

Author’s Note: I tried to write a drabble. Even though Brett wasn’t a main character, I’m still bitter about his death, so I wanted to write something where he lives

P.S. I’m suppose to be reading for my test. Stay in school kids.

Masterlist

You were fiddling with your fingers on the edge of Brett’s bed. He told you to wait there while he talked to Lori. You almost lost him tonight. Thanks to Liam, you and Lori found him before it was too late.

The whole night kept replaying in your head. The panic in Lori’s voice when she called asking if Brett was with you. Finding his car still at the school. Scott’s pack showing up to help search the woods for him. Smelling his blood in the air, then the strong scent of fear that followed.

Brett and Lori were in Satomi’s pack with you. Brett was your closest friend in the pack. The two of you did almost everything together. After everything that’s happened in Beacon Hills, you weren’t sure why you hadn’t left long ago. Part of the pack already died during the deadpool. But you were loyal to Satomi and you knew Brett wouldn’t leave, so you stayed.

The sound of the door creaking open made you raise your head. Your eyes met Brett’s and a small, sad smile covered your face.

“Hey,” Brett spoke first breaking the silence.

“Hey.”

The bed dipped as Brett sat next to you on the bed. Normally, when you and Brett were together, it was never quite. One of you was always talking. Now, there was an awkward silence that was slowly killing you. Your shoulders slumped as you sighed refusing to look Brett in the eyes.

“How’s Lori?”

“She’s…,” Brett paused trying to find the right words. His hands slid down his face in frustration. “Honestly, I’m not sure. I almost died tonight. She’s not okay.”

Brett’s hands rested on his thighs as he stared off into space.

“This is a stupid question,” you finally looked into Brett’s eyes, “but are you okay?”

Lori and you brought Brett to the animal clinic so Deaton could check out his wounds. The Wolfsbane the hunter used was causing him to heal slower than normal.

“Physically, I’m alright. Whatever Deaton did let me heal.”

“And mentally,” you asked when Brett didn’t continue.

“I’m furious. I’m aggravated. I’m annoyed. I couldn’t get away from them. If you guys wouldn’t have gotten there when you did…” Brett’s voice trailed off. He shook his head trying to forget the thought.

“But we did get there,” you said trying to comfort Brett, placing your hand on his back.

He picked his head up, his eyes meeting yours. He stared into your eyes like it was the first time he was really looking at you. It felt too intimate for two people who were just friends, but you couldn’t look away.

“Lori told me everything that happened,” Brett spoke still gazing into your eyes. “She told me what you did.”

You swallowed trying to control your nerves before you spoke. You were always around Brett. Why was this time making you so anxious? “I didn’t want you to get hurt,” you spoke softly. “You would have done the same for me.”

“I would,” Brett responded. “I would do anything for you. Y/N I-.”

“Brett, we don’t have to talk right now,” you interrupted the beta wolf. “A lot has happened, and our emotions are running crazy right now,” you said getting up from his bed. You were afraid one of you was going to say something you couldn’t take back. You didn’t want to ruin your friendship. Things usually went horrible in Beacon Hills, and you didn’t want your relationship with Brett to be one of them.

Brett quickly stood up grabbing your arm and turning you so you would face him again. “Y/N, we have to talk about this. I almost died. I don’t want to go another moment not telling you how I feel. And after tonight, I know you feel the same.”

“You don’t know anything, Brett. I did what any friend would do.”

“You honestly expect to believe you want to just be my friend.”

You crossed your arms over your chest turning your head away from Brett.

“Answer me, Y/N,” Brett shouted. He was tired of you both hiding your feelings for each other.

“What do you want me to say,” you yelled back. “That seeing you lying there in those tunnels bleeding out scared me more than anything else I’ve seen before. That if I lost you, it would be like losing a limb. I wouldn’t be able to function without you.” You were back to staring in Brett’s blue eyes unable to break eye contact. “You want me to tell you that I love you as more than a friend,” you finally admitted.

After your confession, Brett grabbed your arm and pulled you against his tall frame. His lips collided with yours in a passionate and hungry kiss. After what felt like forever of pent up feelings, the two of you finally said how you felt. And all it took was a crazy hunter.

#Brett Talbot imagine #Brett Talbot x reader #teen wolf imagine #teen wolf fan fiction #teen wolf fanfiction

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teenwolffan-with-nolife · 3 years ago

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for the anon who asked:

i accidentally deleted ur ask but anyways, my fav to least fav to write for:

1.) Derek Hale: he's been my comfort character for my entire life, i don't think i should be able to relate to him as much as i do but yes

2.) Isaac Lahey: Again, I shouldn't relate to him as much as I do but apparently. Also, Isaac is like my son and I've always loved him. Even tho Derek is my comfort character, Isaac is my number one fav

3.) Theo Raeken: I don't believe that he ever did anything wrong, and he's just an amazing person tbh

4.) Scott McCall: Scott is WAY overhated for absolutely no reason at all, we stan both scott mccall and tyler posey and i will block any negativity towards him

5.) Peter Hale: I don't like writing for him but i don't hate it, it's more of a neutral thing but i love peter

6.) Liam Dunbar: I realize I have no works for him but if I ever get inspiration I could, he's my son

7.) Brett Talbot: Brett gets the hot pass. that's all.

8.) Jordan Parrish: I loved his character, but finding inspiration is kinda hard

9.) Stiles Stilinski: My feelings towards Stiles' character is borderlining on hate. Idk if you can tell, but the more I dislike a character the nicer i make the OC to them. Stiles season one and two was okay, but after season three, with making fun of people's trauma and their mental problems, I couldn't do it anymore. I know he's a fan favorite and I do relate to him but i feel like the writers coulda done better

FYI: my feelings towards Stiles are NOTHING against DOB, DOB is my comfort human and he is just an amazing person, separate characters and actors and separate real life from fiction

#teen wolf #teen wolf angst #teen wolf fics #teen wolf text #teen wolf fic

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jimmy12427 · 4 years ago

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Cory Saintgnue is reading Brett Talbot fan fictions on his tictok I saw via Instagram. He's not reading the RIGHT ones tho. @msmischief101 & @voidstilesplease & @mercheswan you guys need to send him links to the Stiles/Brett fics.

#brett talbot #cory Saintgnue #teen wolf

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bewaretheundead91 · 5 years ago

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Missclic in there ! : Hey how are you ? Anyway, it took me courage to send you this ask. Ive read your last part ? of Devenford Prep long time ago. An amazing part as always. I was kind of scared because of the tag under it... You seems so... done ? With that fic, almost annoyed. So ,Sorry if I bothered with my enthousiasm in there 😔. To quote Captain America (or Bucky Barnes XD) 'till the end of the line pal'. Guess its the end for my interventions in this blog. Have a nice life. Stay safe !🧡

Hello!

So I’m doing okay as far as being furloughed and in self isolation can make me. So I see this is about Devenford Prep and I’m sorry I haven’t updated that story in quite a while. I understand that most of the people who even followed me on this page only did so for my Brett Talbot content and a few for my Isaac Lahey fits (which often times confused a lot of people). I also understand that Devenford Prep is probably my most popular fic on here and that it’s actually been taken from me and published on wattpad without my permission (my anxiety makes me check wattpad frequently to make sure someone hasn’t done that again). While I was writing my Brett fics I noticed several things about myself during that time and those things about myself basically crushed my motivation to continue the fic.

I’m really sorry about the lack of updating and I’m really sorry if I’ve disappointed you or any of my other readers out there. I’ve thought about taking my devenford prep fic and actually making it into something original, but sapphic instead of hetero. Nothing against my characters of course.

A) I’m gay and only sometimes have an attraction to men (sometimes). This actually really affected my ability to try and write good content between Brett and Y/N. Also I was exploring the character Michael Langdon form AHS and found that my content was really flat and boring.

B) I’m really into writing original fiction and I’m actually trying to get something actively published at the moment.

C) writing imagines has actually harmed my ability to write characters and non imagine fics and the current market on tumblr pretty much only wants self insert fiction and I’m straying away from that. I understand why people love self insert fiction and love writing it. Trust me I have a lot of newer things on this page that are self insert. Writing self insert fics sort of rewired my brain to create characters to be as plain as possible so people could self insert and that shouldn’t be the goal in non self insert fiction.

D) I’ve sort of lost my writing voice by writing self insert fics.

E) I’m sort of over teen wolf and the fandom. I actually didn't watch the last season.

F) I don’t enjoy reading fan fiction and self insert as much as original fiction now.

G) no one is genuinely reading my content anymore, the teen wolf fandom does not care for Brett or is no longer interested in the character since he is dead.

I seem to be annoyed in the tags because I was, no one was reading the story so I just don’t feel like working on it anymore. I’m really sorry for that and I didn’t mean to upset anyone. I hope this doesn’t come off as rude or mean either. I’ve tried to revisit my Brett content over and over again because face it I want Brett and Y/N to end up together and their relationship is so strong and evolved over time so much. And they work, they just do. I really wish MTV could have done a perspective of Brett Talbot and how it was growing up as a werewolf. but we didn’t get that.

I’m honestly really sorry.

#Brett Talbot #Teen wolf

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anidayneow · 6 years ago

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Fandom Survey

tagged by: @brujademente

Name: Anissa

Preferred Name: Anise

Age: 25

Location: Laredo, Texas

First Fandom You Remember: Twilight

Which Fandom Got You Writing Fan Fiction? Teen Wolf

Most Active Fandom: The Magicians

Longest Running Fandom: The Vampire Diaries

Guilty Pleasure Fandom: Riverdale

Which Fandom Do You Think You’d Be Most Successful In If You Were Thrown Into That Book/Movie/T.V Show?: The Magicians

Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff, bitches!

Moral Alignment: Lawful Good

MBTI Type: INFJ or INFP

Who Would Play You In A Movie About Your Life? Becky G

Top 3 Characters You Identify With: Margo Hanson (The Magicians), Brett Talbot (Teen Wolf) and James Holden (The Expanse)

Pick 3 Characters To Protect You: Amos Burton (The Expanse), Dutch/Yalena (Killjoys), Klaus Mikaelson (TVD/TO)

Pick 3 Characters For You To Protect: Jaqobis Kin Rit (Killjoys), Joaquin DeSantos (Riverdale), Fen (The Magicians) Honorable Mention: the freaks of Midnight, Texas

Pick 3 Characters To Marry: Amos Burton (The Expanse), Klaus Mikaelson (TVD/TO) and Connor (Wolves)

Favorite Dance Move: I don’t dance

Do You Believe In Magic? Among other things, yes

My victims : @lostinsantacarla @ravenandmangotea @pheonyx71 @sesshura-nevermore @sadstone-s @captstefanbrandt @xoxofucckxoxo

#fandom #the magicians #the expanse #tvd #the originals #Killjoys #hufflepuff #riverdale

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ao3-sterek · 6 years ago

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Ocean Eyes~ Thiam

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NkOP5V

by Mydrugsfandom

I'm not good at descriptions but I know there are some people who are just here for the SMUT (you sick fucks, who cares if I wrote it, you're reading it)

so...

chapters with smut are just one for now

*WARNING* there is attempted rape and rape I'm sorry to say, so if you're sensitive to that kind of stoof then please step away from this fan-fiction

Chapters with rape are unknown at the moment.

Words: 6840, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

Characters: Liam Dunbar, Theo Raeken, Brett Talbot, Hayden Romero, Malia Tate, Tracy Stewart, Josh Diaz, Jordan Parrish, Lydia Martin, Kira Yukimura, Corey Bryant, Mason Hewitt, Derek Hale, Isaac Lahey, Melissa McCall, Chris Argent

Relationships: Liam Dunbar/Brett Talbot, Liam Dunbar/Hayden Romero, Liam Dunbar/Theo Raeken, Theo Raeken/Malia Tate, Theo Raeken/Tracy Stewart, Josh Diaz/Theo Raeken, Stiles Stilinski/Malia Tate, Malia Tate/Kira Yukimura, Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin/Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall/Kira Yukimura, Isaac Lahey/Scott McCall, Chris Argent/Melissa McCall

Additional Tags: Fluff, Smut, Shameless Smut, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Shower Sex, Hand Jobs, Blow Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, First Time Bottoming, Bedroom Sex, Bed Sex, Rape/Non-con Elements, Rape, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con, Past Rape/Non-con, Attempted Rape/Non-Con, Love, Love Confessions, Commitment, Committed Relationship

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NkOP5V

#ao3feed #sterek fics #sterek #fics

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ao3feed-scisaac · 6 years ago

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Ocean Eyes~ Thiam

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NkOP5V

by Mydrugsfandom

I'm not good at descriptions but I know there are some people who are just here for the SMUT (you sick fucks, who cares if I wrote it, you're reading it)

so...

chapters with smut are just one for now

*WARNING* there is attempted rape and rape I'm sorry to say, so if you're sensitive to that kind of stoof then please step away from this fan-fiction

Chapters with rape are unknown at the moment.

Words: 6840, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NkOP5V

#scisaac #ao3feed #fanfic

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ao3feed-twfemslash · 6 years ago

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Ocean Eyes~ Thiam

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NkOP5V

by Mydrugsfandom

I'm not good at descriptions but I know there are some people who are just here for the SMUT (you sick fucks, who cares if I wrote it, you're reading it)

so...

chapters with smut are just one for now

*WARNING* there is attempted rape and rape I'm sorry to say, so if you're sensitive to that kind of stoof then please step away from this fan-fiction

Chapters with rape are unknown at the moment.

Words: 6840, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NkOP5V

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #teen wolf

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ao3feed-malira · 6 years ago

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Ocean Eyes~ Thiam

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NkOP5V

by Mydrugsfandom

I'm not good at descriptions but I know there are some people who are just here for the SMUT (you sick fucks, who cares if I wrote it, you're reading it)

so...

chapters with smut are just one for now

*WARNING* there is attempted rape and rape I'm sorry to say, so if you're sensitive to that kind of stoof then please step away from this fan-fiction

Chapters with rape are unknown at the moment.

Words: 6840, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NkOP5V

#malira #ao3feed #fanfic #teen wolf

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amylillian22 · 7 years ago

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Favorite Couple – Brett Talbot Imagine

Requested by Anon: Could you write a Brett imagine where him and the reader have a relation like maya and lucas of gmw,like her is always calling him names and making fun of him, and he likes her but he doesn't knowshe likes him too and he thinks she doesn't like him back because all that stuff, so the packdecide set them up together in a date and they confess their feelings? just a lots of fluff.

Word Count: 1,650

Author’s Note: Okay, I really struggled coming up with an idea for this. I changed things about and decided to have the cast of GMW be the pack since we don’t know Brett’s pack at Devenford Prep. I hope you like it.

[My Teen Wolf Master List]

"And one more thing before I end our morning announcements," the principal spoke through the intercom. "If you purchased a yearbook, they will be distributed sometime during this period. If you bought a yearbook and didn't receive it during your homeroom period, please see our yearbook teacher, Mr. Rod, in room 108. That is all. Have a great day students!"

"Brett?" Mrs. Cruz called out. "Can you please help me with the box?"

"Sure thing, ma'am," Brett got up from his desk and effortlessly lifted the heavy box beside Mrs. Cruz desk. Our English teacher looked at him in disbelief as if he lifted a big box filled with yearbooks like he's picking up a feather. If she only knew about his werewolf strength.

"Please come up and get your yearbook when I call your name," Mrs. Cruz instructed.

When Brett sat back in his desk next to mine, I looked over to the other desk next to me and saw Sabrina repeatedly drumming her fingers on her desk as she bit her nails on her other hand. I furrowed my eyebrows, as her chemosignals were reeking with anxiety. "Sabrina, are you okay?"

"No," her leg began to bounce up and down. "I'm scared to see what our class voted me as. What if they labeled me as most likely to fail after high school? Or ‘geekiest nerd’? Is that even the proper way to say it?" She asked, starting to doubt herself.

I sighed. "Sabrina, you are one of the smartest girls in our class. Hell, you're in the Top 10 percent of our class! There is no way you'll fail after high school."

"And if anyone calls you a nerd, tell me and I'll kick their ass," Brett added.

"See? We have your back. Don't let what our classmates label you as, define you. You're an amazing person."

"I got your back." Brett smiled at Sabrina before he looked back at me, "if someone calls you a geek or a nerd, you're on your own," he teased as he ruffled my hair.

I slapped his hand away from my hair before I rolled my eyes at him. "Like I need you to come to my rescue. I can defend myself."

"You two are so cute," Sabrina giggled. "When are you two finally going to get together?”

I tried not to react to her question. It's a question we often get, I know I did. The truth is Brett is my best friend, and I'm in love with him, but he never showed any interest in me other than a best friend. So I kept my feelings to myself.

"We're just best friends, Sabrina," I said as I noticed Brett shifting uncomfortably in his desk from the corner of my eye.

"Well, would you look at that!" Peyton exclaimed from the back of the classroom, grabbing everyone's attention. "This year's favorite couple is Brett and Y/N." My eyes widened as my heart dropped.

Why would our classmates vote us Favorite Couple if we're not a couple? I thought to myself.

"That's impossible," I stood up quickly from my seat and rushed to Peyton's desk. I yanked the yearbook out of his hands, completely ignoring his "hey!" remark and looked at the page. Sure enough, on the bottom right side of the page was a heart shaped photo of Brett and I facing each other with huge smiles on our faces. I had just hugged him for making the winning goal on his last lacrosse game. We did look like a couple in the photo. Anyone who didn't know would assume we were. Maybe that's why people always asked us if we're together.

My eyes drifted up and noticed the picture above ours. Corey had his arm around Rowen's shoulder as they smiled for the camera. They were labeled as the ‘Class Favorite Best Friends’. My jaw dropped. "How in the world did they get Favorite Best Friends and we didn't?!"

"Oh relax, Y/N," Brett said from across the room. "So what if we're labeled as favorite couple. Don't let that define who you are," he mocked my words back to me.

"Oooohhhh," I shuddered and curled my hand into a fist, trying not to let him get the best of me. "So not the point!"

"Y/N? Brett?" Mrs. Cruz called out. "Why don't you two take it outside and not argue in my classroom."

"Sure thing, Mrs. Cruz," Brett walked over, grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of the class. While walking out, with my werewolf hearing, I overheard a kid in our classroom whisper to his friend, "Mrs. Cruz practically gave them a free pass to feel each other up in the janitor's closet." Brett held me back from beating the kid's ass and gently pushed me out of the classroom.

"What the hell is your problem?" Brett asked once we stepped outside into the courtyard.

"Nothing," I yanked my wrist out of his hand. "It's just annoying."

"What is?" He furrowed his eyebrows. "People thinking and asking us if we're a couple?"

"Yes!"

"Why?!" His voice rose to match mine.

"Because we're not together!"

"Would it be such a bad thing if we were?" His words paralyzed me. In the four years we've known each other, we never talked about this. We never showed an interest in liking each other more than best friends. I made sure to keep my feelings to myself.

"Yes." I finally answered.

"Why?" The tone in voice sounded sad, almost as if I broke his heart, but that wasn't possible. He wasn't in love with me like I was with him.

I wrapped my arms around myself and looked away from him as tears brimmed in my eyes. Brett stepped closer until he stood in front of me. He lifted my chin up, making me look directly into his eyes, which were begging for some answers.

I let out a shaky breath. "Because I don't want to lose you, Brett."

He shook his head, completely disagreeing with me. "You're not going to lose me."

"Yes I am. There's so many ways I can lose you, Brett. If we give this a shot and it doesn't work out, I'll lose my best friend. If we do work out, I could lose you against the supernatural world. They'll all know we're together and the next supernatural villain that waltzes into town could easily kidnap one of us as bait or kill one of us knowing how much it would kill the other..." I trailed as my tears finally made their escape.

"Y/N..." Brett trailed as he brushed away the tears with the pad of his thumbs. "Can you be honest with the next question I'm about to ask you?" I swallowed hard before nodded my head. "Do you love me?"

"Of course I do."

"No, not as a best friend, as something more," he whispered as his face came closer to mine.

I bit my lip before answering, "yes."

Brett's lips meshed against mine and everything we've been holding back was put into that kiss, making up for lost time. Brett's arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me to his chest. I sunk into the kiss as I wrapped my arms around his neck. My head was spinning up in the clouds, butterflies had escaped from the pit of my stomach, and an electric tingle made its way down my spine to my toes.

My lungs were begging for air but I didn't care. Nothing was better than my lips on Brett's. It was as if they fit perfectly together like a puzzle.

Brett pulled back, pressing his forehead against mine as his lips ghosted over mine. His warm breath fanned over mine, making me crave his lips on mine again. "Y/N?" He whispered.

"Yeah?" I whispered back.

"I love you, too, more than a best friend," he smirked. My lips formed a huge smile. I slid my hand behind the crook of his neck and pulled him in for another kiss. Our kiss was cut short when we heard a round of applause and some cheering. We pulled away and turned around to see members of our pack walking towards us with smiles and smirks on their faces.

"I told you our plan would work," Peyton smiled.

"Wait a minute, what plan?" Brett asked.

"We set this up," Rowen answered. "We all knew how you two felt about each other and we decided to do something about it."

"You guys planned this? The whole yearbook thing?" I asked, both surprised and confused at the same time.

"Of course," Corey smiled cheeky.

"We told everyone to vote you guys as favorite couple," Peyton added, as if he had threatened our classmates if they didn't.

"It wasn't surprising to find everyone agreeing to it," Sabrina smiled.

"Oh my gosh! What if this didn't work out? What if your plan had backfired? Don't you know you shouldn't play with people's emotions?" My anger began to rise.

"Easy, babe," Brett whispered softly as he placed his hand on my shoulder. His new nickname for me, and the tingle Brett's fingers sent through my body, easily calmed me down.

"Calm down," Corey said. "Ten years from now when we all come back for our reunion, you'll be married and have little wolves running around."

"And you'll be thanking us for this exact moment," Peyton added.

"They have a point, babe," Brett wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me to his chest, my back against his chest. "Who knows how much longer we would have kept our feelings from each other."

"Exactly! Besides, we all knew this was going to work," Sabrina said.

"How do you know that?" I asked.

"You two have been best friends since freshmen year. We've all seen you two grow up together. There's nothing more romantic than falling in love with your best friend," Rowen smiled.

Brett turned me around and looked into my eyes as he cupped my cheek. "What do you say? Wanna give this a shot?"

"Okay," I smiled as I leaned forward to kiss him again. "There's no one I’d rather take a chance with than with my best friend."

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